The Art of the Great Sword

"Sword fire all over the sky!"

When his emotions were at peace, Old Man Ye swung out the magic sword in his hand without hesitation, accompanied by his roar, and this sword was full of vigor.

"Kill!"

Two exaggerated and terrifying killing intentions collided with each other, and the hot sword energy boiled like oil in a raging fire, hissing.

I used this trick to create miracles before, and it is the same today!

Old Man Ye's obsession is so terrible that it is scary.

In this way, the sword energy of both sides collided with each other and offset each other madly. When the sword energy was completely offset, the two magic swords crossed and made a shocking sound.

The bodies of the two people trembled together!

Jiang Ding never thought that the other party was so tenacious that he could tie with his move after the spiritual energy was suppressed by the poison.

So, he did not make any subsequent preparations at all.

But Old Man Ye was different. He had waited for this day for too long.

Even in his dreams, he was fighting with Jiang Ding.

If the sword fire and the flaming bird strike cancel each other out and end in a tie, what should happen next?

In his decadent days, that sword seemed to become his nightmare. He had thought about this problem countless times and practiced it countless times.

Therefore, Old Man Ye was well prepared.

He knew and understood how to swing the sword next time, because he had experienced it too many times and failed too many times.

If the opportunity was only a moment, and it was the only opportunity, what should he do?

Step forward!

Borrow the force!

Sword piercing!

"Swish!"

As Old Man Ye moved forward, the tip of the magic sword pierced into Jiang Ding's lower abdomen with a puff, and pierced upward without stopping, instantly tearing a huge hole.

Jiang Ding's pupils were wide open, full of disbelief.

His body shook a few times, stepped through the air, stepped back a few steps, and couldn't stop shaking all over, "This... This is impossible!"

"You actually, still have strength left?"

Jiang Ding couldn't believe it. He looked down and found that there was a terrifying blood mark on his body, running from the lower abdomen to the chest.

Old man Ye grinned, "I have practiced this sword millions of times!"

A terrifying residual force rushed into Jiang Ding's mind, making him dizzy and his eyes black.

Practice millions of times?

For so many years, he has been thinking about how to break my sword?

"So, the battle should really be over."

Old man Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Time will eventually give him a correct judgment for those who win the battle by means. Dying under my sword is your final destination..."

As soon as the voice fell, a slight piercing sound rang out.

Old man Ye's pupils contracted violently, he slowly turned his head and saw the young man standing in the sky in the distance.

The young man was mature and calm, holding a magic sword that was constantly extending, hundreds of meters long, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced through Old Man Ye's back and pierced out from his lower abdomen.

Liu Guo Tianjiao, Liu Fan!

There were several people standing beside Liu Fan, the most conspicuous of whom was Liu Ying, who was wearing a fiery red dress. She hugged her shoulders and looked disdainful.

"A saint who has exhausted his remaining strength is nothing more than that!"

Liu Fan chuckled and said, "If I kill you, then my resume will have another highlight. In the Divine Fate Realm, I killed a saint with my own hands. No matter where it is placed, it is absolutely dazzling!"

Liu Fan is a top genius in the Divine Fate Realm. Even a saint can fight him. He is definitely not comparable to ordinary geniuses.

Liu Fan watched the battle between Jiang Ding and Old Man Ye from beginning to end. He knew that Jiang Ding was a member of the Liu clan. When he was about to run out of energy, he suddenly attacked.

This sword was enough to rewrite the situation of the battle.

"One on one, you lost."

Old man Ye turned his head back again. He no longer had the heart to resist. He looked straight at Jiang Ding with a relieved smile, "You lost in our duel, lost to me, and lost miserably."

Only then did Jiang Ding react. The young man who made the move should be the pride of Liu State.

"Thank you, young master!"

Jiang Ding clasped his fists and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he suddenly swung the magic sword and chopped Old Man Ye's shoulder, smashing him into the ground and creating a terrifying deep pit.

"Damn old thing, I almost fell into your trap."

Jiang Ding's expression became more and more ferocious, and there was also a sense of relief. He knew very well that if it weren't for the pride of Liu State to help, he would have died earlier.

So, he took out all his anger on Old Man Ye.

"Die! Die!"

Jiang Ding angrily chopped towards the deep pit, the sword light flashing, brilliant and dazzling.

For a moment, the pit was filled with flying dust and surging sword energy.

Liu Fan was obviously still immersed in that kind of pleasure. What an honor it is to kill a saint with his own hands?

When he returns this time, he will definitely take credit.

"Jiang... Ding!!!"

At this moment, an extremely angry roar came from a distance, like a ferocious beast in ancient times, cruel and crazy, revealing endless killing intent.

A figure surrounded by golden light rushed over quickly. He roared and slashed with a sword. The terrible sword intent condensed into substance and hit Jiang Ding in an instant.

Jiang Ding was unable to react to this sudden attack and was directly blown away.

He looked ferocious, who was the person coming?

The void slowly calmed down, and a young man stood there, holding the Dragon Emperor Sword, with golden dragon energy floating around him, which made him look as handsome as jade.

His eyes were wide open with anger and murderous intent, like a murderous god walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His terrifying eyes alone could make people's hearts tremble.

"Fang Qingyang?"

Jiang Ding recognized him. He was startled at first, and then couldn't help laughing, "Fang Qingyang, it's you. Are you here to seek death?"

What is he afraid of?

Many powerful men from the Liu Clan are here, as are several geniuses from the Liu Kingdom.

Add yourself...

He, Fang Qingyang, is just a prince, how can he change the world?

"Oh, he is Fang Qingyang?"

Liu Fan was a little surprised. Hu Cheng disappeared some time ago, and he must have died in his hands. Being able to kill Hu Cheng must be somewhat talented.

Liu Ying's eyes suddenly shone brightly, "Okay, so good, the energy and blood are like a dragon, the heartbeat is like a drum, and with the breathing, every inch of the skin is washed away by the baptism of essence and blood. It is truly a top-quality medicine embryo!"

"If you like it, I will cut off his hands and feet, destroy his cultivation, and give it to you to refine the medicine."

Liu Fan tilted his head and said something to Liu Ying.

"If possible, thank you very much, Brother Fan."

A blush flashed across Liu Ying's face, and she was very happy about this.

Fang Qingyang flew into the deep pit in full view of everyone and took Old Man Ye out. He was covered in sword wounds and blood spurted out, turning him into a bloody man.

Reaching out to explore, the air is like a gossamer.

But life is still there.

Fang Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Old Man Ye was promoted to Saint, so he was able to sustain these injuries.

If he had been in the Divine Fate Realm, he would have died long ago if he suffered such an injury.

"Old man Ye, you are too stubborn."

Fang Qingyang murmured, "Have a good rest and leave the next step to me!"