The Art of the Great Sword

"White Dragon Demon Lord, who do you think you are?"

Huang Wuji hated the White Dragon Demon Lord's condescending tone.

He was not a subordinate of the White Dragon Demon Lord, but the other party asked him questions about Fang Qingyang in a condescending manner. He could also choose to refuse to answer.

"Huang Wuji, when has this happened? The enemies have come to kill you, and you still care about these trivial matters?"

The White Dragon Demon Lord was very dissatisfied with Huang Wuji's attitude. She felt that Huang Wuji was too narrow-minded.

If they hadn't appeared here, Huang Wuji might have died in Fang Qingyang's hands.

After all, when they just arrived here, Huang Wuji had already been controlled by Fang Qingyang. If he hadn't brought trouble to Fang Qingyang, how could he have escaped from the other party's hands.

Hearing the words of the White Dragon Demon Lord, Huang Wuji snorted coldly and responded: "What are the side issues? If you want to rule us, just tell us!"

"If I answer your question now, where should I put my face?"

Hearing Huang Wuji's words, the White Dragon Demon Lord turned cold and said, "Huang Wuji, I'm afraid you have forgotten the fear of being dominated by me!"

When this sound reached Huang Wuji's ears, he felt as if his soul had been hit hard, and there was a burst of severe pain.

He himself was injured, and now let alone facing a peak quasi-emperor, even a third-level quasi-emperor could threaten him with destruction.

And the person who attacks him now is the White Dragon Demon Lord. He was no match for the White Dragon Demon Lord before. Now it would be too easy for the White Dragon Demon Lord to attack him.

Take what happened now as an example. He was suddenly attacked by the White Dragon Demon Lord's soul, but he didn't even see any trace of it.

"Why are you talking about face in front of me?"

"I'll explain to you to give you face. If I don't give you face, who are you?"

The disdainful voice of the White Dragon Demon Lord reached Huang Wuji's ears. When he heard these words, his expression became particularly ugly.

The attack originating from the soul knocked his head into a daze, making him feel like he might die at any time.

But the White Dragon Demon Lord still did not let him go. She said: "I am asking you to give you the corresponding respect."

"You don't care about the face I give you, then I don't have to save face for you."

After saying this, Huang Wuji only felt an indescribable force acting on his soul. Those powers seemed to penetrate into his soul and tear it into pieces.

"Have you forgotten that I know how to search for souls?"

At this time, the voice of the White Dragon Demon Lord reached Huang Wuji's ears again.

These words made Huang Wuji change his color.

The situation he is facing now is actually very dangerous.

He himself was seriously injured, and now he was attacked by the White Dragon Demon Lord's soul. If the other party wanted to directly search for the memory in his soul, he really had no way to deal with it.

"White Dragon Demon Lord, you have gone too far!"

Huang Wuji gritted his teeth, forced himself to use his power, and then quickly flew towards Fang Qingyang.

Anyway, he had already surrendered to Fang Qingyang before, so returning to Fang Qingyang now would not be a problem.

If Fang Qingyang held him accountable for his escape, he would just apologize directly.

He had already abandoned all his face and dignity before, so why should he care about his own face and dignity anymore!

Before the White Dragon Demon Lord could search his soul, Huang Wuji came to Fang Qingyang.

However, when he was about to approach Fang Qingyang, he encountered an obstacle and blocked him.

Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Emperor Sword in Fang Qingyang's hand suddenly came towards Huang Wuji, looking like he was going to kill him directly.

"Don't kill me!"

Huang Wuji was shocked. Facing the sword thrust by Fang Qingyang, he felt as if he was facing the god of death.

But Fang Qingyang didn't seem to want to kill Huang Wuji, he was just trying to intimidate Huang Wuji.

"call……"

Seeing that the Dragon Emperor Sword in Fang Qingyang's hand did not continue to attack him, Huang Wuji let out a long breath.

He said: "I am being chased by the White Dragon Demon Lord, and now I am at my wits end."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said: "You escaped very quickly just now. What you did is already a betrayal of me."

Hearing Fang Qingyang's words, Huang Wuji said bitterly: "I did not betray you."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he found that Huang Wuji was quite shameless.

His escape just now was a kind of betrayal, but now that he came to him, he actually said that was not a betrayal, but was he treating him as a fool?

Shaking his head gently to put away the messy thoughts in his mind, Fang Qingyang said: "Stay aside for now, don't disturb me!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief.

Only Fang Qingyang can save him now. Otherwise, he would not be able to contend with the power of the White Dragon Demon Lord.

However, the White Dragon Demon Lord's attack against his soul was still working.

The strange power that invaded his sea of ​​consciousness had already posed a huge threat to his soul, as if it would be destroyed at any time.

But by staying by Fang Qingyang's side, until Fang Qingyang's injuries recover, or until he solves the problem of the White Dragon Demon Lord, the problems he faces will naturally be solved by Fang Qingyang.

The White Dragon Demon Venerable not far away failed to learn Fang Qingyang's secret from Huang Wuji, and she was very angry now.

Fang Qingyang should have been seriously injured and dying under her attack, but now he knew all the means she left on Fang Qingyang. That power was obviously more advanced than hers, which made all her means against Fang Qingyang ineffective.

She vaguely felt that there seemed to be another living being in Fang Qingyang's body. The other party was very terrifying. Once provoked, it was very likely that she would fall into a deadly situation.

"Master Demon Venerable, this person has something left by our enemy. It is a token. I feel that the token will help us leave this space."

When the White Dragon Demon Venerable could not figure out what Fang Qingyang was, a voice came into her ears.

It was the Three-clawed Black Dragon who sent the message to her.

He was full of hatred for Fang Qingyang. If Fang Qingyang had not attacked him, how could he end up like this now!

He suffered a serious injury, and his origin was injured.

It is not easy to repair the injuries to his origin.

He originally had the hope of recovering to the Great Emperor realm, but after this injury, he wanted to restore his cultivation to the Great Emperor realm, which was almost a dream!