The Art of the Great Sword

Hearing Fang Qingyang's words, a few people nodded and decided to continue exploring the road ahead. But when they passed by the seven statues lined up side by side, these statues seemed to suddenly come to life, and their pupils turned red.

They are exactly the same as the bronze statues in the pit before.

"careful!"

Fang Qingyang's expression changed. He noticed that the attack coming from behind was aimed at Li Mingyi.

boom!

Fang Qingyang blocked his arm behind Li Mingyi and took the blow from the bronze statue. The terrifying spear penetrated Fang Qingyang's arm, causing a horrific wound.

Li Mingyi reacted very quickly. He suddenly turned around and swung his big bow, smashing the arm of the bronze statue open on the spot.

Fang Qingyang thought of this and activated the Ten Thousand Sword Art.

Thousands of magic swords formed a mighty sword formation, stabbing towards the statue.

But this statue is obviously not the same thing as the ones in the pit before. The statue itself has reached the true saint level in combat power, and there are seven of them in total. Its shots are like thunder, powerful and heavy, and it will be killed if you are not careful. Suppress it with all your might.

It's like a huge mountain falling from the sky, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

laugh!

After the bronze statue was shaken away, another spear was stabbed down. Facing the attacks of thousands of magic swords, it was not even able to block it.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a sound of clashing swords, and a large number of magic swords stabbed the statue, making a deafening roar. The statue's defense was extremely terrifying, but the attack was still fierce.

The other people said nothing and took action on their own.

There are seven statues, representing the resurrection of the seven true saints. They are standing in front of you. If you want to continue walking inside, you must face the obstruction of these statues.

"It seems that the restrictions on living beings other than demons in this place are really terrifying..."

This thought flashed through Fang Qingyang's mind, and his anger immediately dropped from his dantian. He held the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand and struck forward fiercely.

This attack was extremely turbulent, and the sword energy visible to the naked eye slashed across the sky, directly cutting off one of the statue's arms.

boom!

His arm hit the ground, creating a crack in the ground.

Fang Qingyang stepped up to the sky in one step, raised his hand and struck. He moved left and right, nimbly dodged the statue's attack, and finally landed a punch on the statue's face.

The statue suffered a heavy blow and its head exploded.

"Xiao Wu, can you destroy the core of their spiritual formation according to the previous method?"

Song Yi asked in a deep voice.

"No, these are all activated individually. It would be too troublesome to find them one by one. There is no time at all. It is better to defeat them all directly."

Fang Qingyang shook his head. His follow-up attack had already been prepared. It was as vast as a wild wave and fell densely on the statue.

Countless sword energy tore his body apart. At first there were just cracks, but as the attacks became more and more fierce, the statue exploded into iron blocks and fell in all directions.

Then, Fang Qingyang continued to turn his head to deal with another statue.

The battle lasted for half an hour. The seven statues of the True Saint Realm were difficult to deal with. Li Mingyi, Song Yi, and Liu Qijing all paid varying degrees of price.

Fang Qingyang lowered his head and looked at his palm. The part where he held the Dragon Emperor Sword was a little loose, and there was a gash. In addition, there were three stab wounds on his back, and the bones were visible.

This injury was nothing to him, he was already used to it.

"Not long after we came in, we were attacked by two groups of bronze statues. If there is no way to avoid these, I'm afraid we will be left far behind by them."

Li Mingyi gasped for breath. His entire arm was so sore that he couldn't lift it up, and an annoyed look flashed in his pupils.

One time it was delayed for half an hour, another time it was delayed for half an hour.

If I come back twice, why bother exploring?

People have already swept away all the treasures.

Fang Qingyang frowned and thought about countermeasures.

How do these bronze statues identify invaders? Bloodline? breath? Or means?

Statues are dead objects, and those who control them are the core of the spiritual formation. However, the core of the spiritual formation is not a living person and cannot make the most detailed judgment, so it must have its own basis.

Previously, when people like myself passed by the statue, the statue suddenly came to life. The distance was still so far away. Judging from the bloodline and means, there was no way to explain it.

So, breath!

Fang Qingyang thought of the long-lasting demonic energy and the scattered blood in Tianyuan. His eyes lit up and he quickly took out a few spiritual weapons contaminated with the demonic aura from the ring and distributed them to the four of them. .

"You are..."

Su Luochuan narrowed his eyes and guessed Fang Qingyang's intention.

"Come on, try it."

Fang Qingyang put the cloak on his body. Under the cloak, his whole body was covered with a thick layer of demon aura.

He walked to the front first.

Not far ahead, there are seven statues.

The four people followed, each holding a demon spiritual weapon to cover their own aura.

Looking at the statue getting closer and closer, Fang Qingyang thought silently in his heart, whether it can be done, this is the first step.

If you keep encountering statues blocking your way, even if you get through all the way, it will waste too much time, so you must come up with an effective method.

The moment they passed each other, Fang Qingyang's heart was in his throat. He was afraid that these bronze statues would suddenly revive like before and raise their hands to attack them.

However, after taking more than ten steps this time, none of these bronze statues showed any intention of coming back to life. This shows that using the aura contaminated by the demonic spiritual soldiers to cover themselves was successful.

The five people successfully crossed the square and looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

Su Luochuan closed his eyes. He was the purest sword cultivator, so he was very sensitive to the breath floating in the air. He once again hunted down the breath of those demon saints, and pointed in one direction, "Here, they left The breath time...can't exceed an hour at most, we are very close!"

In this way, the five people went deep into the underground palace.

All kinds of corridors were intricate and dense. Fortunately, Su Luochuan's tracking method was extremely extraordinary, and they were traveling very fast, so they didn't have to identify the direction.

It didn't take long for them to catch up with the demons in front.

"Have they not found the ruins yet?"

Looking at the demons far away in front of him, Fang Qingyang couldn't help but said that these demons had no intention of stopping and were still exploring forward.

"It seems that Big Brother guessed it right."

Liu Qijing grinned, "This place is different from the ordinary Evil Yin Demon Tower, but the place is located at the junction of the two countries and is too sensitive. The demons did not dare to send the leader here for fear of attracting attention, so they gathered a group of real people. Holy Land, prepare to dig for treasure!”

"Then... wouldn't we make a fortune?"

Song Yi rubbed his hands, very excited.

"Stop chatting, they stopped."

Su Luochuan interrupted the conversation of several people.