The Art of the Great Sword

Seeing the power displayed by these little snakes, Fang Qingyang's heart sank.

Every little white snake seems to have the power to swallow all energy. If this continues, their situation will become extremely miserable!

Glancing at Su Luochuan, Su Luochuan was still swinging his sword at this time, with a serious look, giving the impression that the sword swinging movement was very rigid.

Su Luochuan didn't panic, and Fang Qingyang actually didn't panic much either.

Is it difficult to deal with the little white snake with a little bit of the power of creation?

In the past, when I faced the war shadows of the Creation Realm, I could give it a try, let alone these incompatible Creation Qi!

Immediately, he stopped using his sword energy, and instead directly raised the Dragon Emperor Sword and slashed at those little white snakes!

Fang Qingyang is not very clear about the level of the Dragon Emperor Sword.

However, the Dragon Emperor Sword is definitely much stronger than ordinary creation spiritual weapons!

At this moment, he simply used the sharpness of the Dragon Emperor Sword to attack those little white snakes!

At this time, the Dragon Emperor Sword in Fang Qingyang's hand left a series of afterimages in the air. Wherever each afterimage passed, it always carried the power of distorting space.

When his Dragon Emperor Sword struck one of the little white snakes, the little white snake was cut off directly by his Dragon Emperor Sword!

Compared to the sword energy he erupted, the sharpness of the Dragon Emperor's sword itself far exceeded the power emitted by the sword energy!

Pfft...

There were endless crisp sounds, and the little white snake was being annihilated under the slashes of the Dragon Emperor's sword.

There were eleven little white snakes, but three of them were wiped out by Fang Qingyang in an instant!

Fang Qingyang decided to kill all these little white snakes in one go.

But suddenly, a series of fierce sword energy suddenly erupted from his body, with him as the center, killing him!

Those sword qi were all the sword qi he had slashed out before.

The sword energy he had erupted with the Dragon Emperor Sword before was intended to directly kill these little white snakes.

But the sword energy was directly absorbed by the little white snake.

Now, when he held the Dragon Emperor Sword to kill the little white snake, the attack he had killed before was actually returned to him intact!

Realizing his current situation, Fang Qingyang immediately returned to defense with the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand.

Boo hoo hoo…

The Dragon Emperor's sword made bursts of sound as it blocked the sword energy that was attacking him.

After blocking these attacks, he said with disdain: "I thought you were so powerful."

These sword qi are actually the sword qi he slashed out before.

However, with the sharpness of the Dragon Emperor's sword to resist, all the sword energy was intercepted.

Among them were many of the sword energy that Su Luochuan had killed, but surprisingly, Qingyang did not pose any threat.

Su Luochuan's stern swing of the sword seemed to have no effect.

But if Fang Qingyang uses the Eye of Deception, he can see that every time he swings his sword, there is a sword intention left in the void. The intensity of each sword intention is different, but they are connected to each other, as if they form a set. Formation.

When the Misty Ridge Master saw what was happening in front of him, he had a sneer on his face and said, "Is this all you can do?"

"These little white snakes of mine are just one of my attack methods!"

"It's so difficult for you to resist my attack now. Where do you get the courage to fight me to the end?"

The Lord of Misty Ridge has not yet broken through to the Creation Realm, but he has absorbed the Creation Qi from the dragon's corpse, which makes him invincible in the Feathering Realm.

After all, he has never heard of how many people can control the power of creation when they are in the Ascension Realm!

"Are you a little too confident?"

When Fang Qingyang heard the words of the Misty Ridge Master, a hint of joking appeared on his face, "Do you really think you control the power of creation?"

The Lord of Misty Ridge smiled and said, "Isn't it?"

After saying this, he pointed towards Fang Qingyang and said: "Deprivation of nature!"

He snorted softly, and unleashed the power of creation deprivation, which only made Fang Qingyang feel that where he was, all the spiritual energy within a radius of ten feet disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, when he wielded the Dragon Emperor Sword, the power displayed by the Dragon Emperor Sword was far less than before.

But for Fang Qingyang, he himself was not affected much.

The reason why the power of the Dragon Emperor Sword is not as powerful as before is simply because there is no spiritual energy in the surrounding space, and the power of the Dragon Emperor Sword cannot be exerted to its maximum.

"That's it?"

Fang Qingyang, who was not affected much, immediately laughed.

Immediately afterwards, he activated the power in his body and stepped forward.

The Dragon Emperor Sword was held in his hand. He left an afterimage on the spot, but he killed him directly in front of the middle-aged man!

The sharp aura lingered in the heart of the middle-aged man. He only felt that if he was hit by this sword, he would definitely die!

However, he did not pay attention to such an offensive at all.

When Fang Qingyang reached him, he said again: "Teleport!"

The power of creation in his body activated, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

When Fang Qingyang's Dragon Emperor Sword slashed down, nothing hit!

The teleportation method is far faster than Fang Qingyang's attack speed!

When Fang Qingyang saw this scene, he was surprised and said: "The power of creation has given you so many means?"

The middle-aged man smiled when he heard this and said, "This is just the beginning. Let me show you my attack method!"

The voice came from behind Fang Qingyang. As the voice fell, a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged in Fang Qingyang's heart.

Fang Qingyang, who had performed the Dragon Transformation Technique, still felt that the power of this force of creation was not something he could resist.

He did not hesitate at all and used his water substitute.

Puff...

There was only a slight sound, and the water substitute he had used was suddenly annihilated into powder, and his figure was almost a teleportation method, and was transferred out of the attack range!

Seeing Fang Qingyang dodge his attack, the middle-aged man was surprised and said, "How can a mere insect in the second step of the Feathering Realm have such a magical body movement?"

After a pause, a hint of teasing appeared on his face, and he said, "But after all, you are just ants who can't control the power of creation. You know nothing about the power of creation!"

After saying this, he was ready to use the power of creation again to kill Fang Qingyang on the spot.

But just as he was about to use his killing move, a bunch of long swords suddenly floated above the sky.

At first glance, these long swords did not float in any regular pattern, but a closer look revealed that the positions of these long swords were arranged according to the positions of the Big Dipper!