There was a hint of shock in Fang Qingyang's pupils. From his training to the present, he has experienced hundreds of battles and faced powerful enemies many times, but there has never been an attack that he could not avoid! But he really couldn't dodge this shot. The opponent's seemingly simple shot incorporates a variety of mysteries, locking all your evasion routes. No matter which direction your instinct tells you to hide, this shot will predict it in advance. Take one step, count seven steps! In the flash of lightning, Fang Qingyang was already making crazy deductions, but the time was short and there was no time to decipher the shot. Under the inevitable shot, he couldn't even make a move to dodge. "Hit...hit?" Everyone was stunned and looked at this scene in disbelief. Is Fang Qingyang strong? Very strong!
Originally, his suppression of Su Zhe had already taken shape, but he was still broken by the opponent with one shot! This is something no one could have imagined! "He's careless!" Zhang Baoxuan's face turned pale. "It's not careless, this shot is weird!" Meng Huan said in a deep voice, "I have long heard that Su Zhe has a trump card. No one can dodge that shot. It is rumored that he practices this assassination shot day after day... This is one of the Silver Snake Spear Techniques. The most essential move, I even understood some fragments of the rules!” "Is Fang Qingyang going to be okay?" Many students looked concerned. On the high platform. Murong Jiu's expression remained unchanged. Although the shot hit, Fang Qingyang's strongest physical strength had not yet appeared. To him, it was just a minor injury. On the other hand, Su Zhe was at the end of his strength. ‘This shot is invincible at the same level. ’ Fang Qingyang's body was still retreating, and his eyes gradually changed from shock to calmness. After seeing through the true mystery of this shot, he felt a burning feeling in his heart. If you can practice this trick yourself... Wouldn't it be possible to strike out with a killing sword? "The idea of great freedom, give me enlightenment!" Fang Qingyang's pupils changed at this moment, and veins appeared on his forehead. At this moment, for him, everything in the world slowed down. He was falling to the ground inch by inch, very gently. In fact, this is because Fang Qingyang's realization is so fast that the flow of time is not enough.
He analyzed the mystery of that shot. With Su Zhe's realm and understanding, he would never be able to kill such a perfect shot. He used external force... Yes, it’s blood essence! Fang Qingyang's brows gradually relaxed, as if he had grasped the key. Under the stimulation of essence and blood, performing this move will definitely have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort! Coupled with the blood-red lines attached to the spear, it is very ferocious and brutal. It is definitely the power of rules blessed by blood essence. He cannot understand the rules, and it is impossible for him to understand them. That is something that only those in the powerful princely realm can comprehend! He just used this trick at the right time, place and people, and borrowed the power of the rules superficially. To be so strong, I only borrowed it for a short time. If I could really understand it, how exaggerated and terrifying would it be? Fang Qingyang was deducing crazily, and his mental power was being consumed rapidly. The Great Freedom Contemplation method can see through the essence of everything in the world, and it is the basic method for improving spiritual power. As long as he wants, he can understand the exercises, see through formations, study the composition of spiritual pills, and even carve spiritual patterns. ‘Can I also strike out with such a sword? ’ Fang Qingyang felt that the surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat, and he began to reflect on himself. The ability to kill a god with one sword has already taken some shape after practicing many times. If you continue to improve, you may be able to achieve such an effect! If you kill him with one sword, you will definitely hit him, and you can't dodge him at all. If that were to happen, wouldn't he be invincible? A large number of thoughts are active in Fang Qingyang's mind, constantly separated and reconstructed. It seems like it is just a short moment, but in fact Fang Qingyang has realized and practiced it in his mind too many times! He opened his palm, and the Dragon Emperor Sword that he had been killing was summoned and flew into his palm. His hands are itchy! He wants to try it! At this point, the meditation on great freedom comes to an end. Fang Qingyang turned somersaults in the air and stood firmly on the edge of the ring with his legs. There was a blood hole in his chest, but fortunately his heart was not hurt. The blood was constantly flowing out, which was very scary. "Actually... not dead?" In the distance, Su Zhe's pupils shrank obviously when he sensed that Fang Qingyang's aura was still there. He used this move to kill more than one magical monk! An absolutely sure-kill move, a move that paid a huge price, but failed to kill Fang Qingyang? "I have to thank you."
Fang Qingyang's voice was hoarse, "Your shot awakened me and showed me a new path. In return, I will give you a sword in return!" He laid the Dragon Emperor Sword flat in front of him, closed his eyes, and activated his heart towards the sword. The terrifying sword intention flowed and boiled, roaring in waves! I saw the muscles in Fang Qingyang's right arm bulging, like a horned dragon, strong and hard, with infinite energy poured into it, and he suddenly drew the sword... Kill the god with one sword! Fang Qingyang struck out with a sword that he had realized. As soon as the sword intention came out, his expression dropped slightly. From what he felt, this sword was much worse than the previous one. However, in the eyes of others, it is really scary. Fang Qingyang's sword seemed to tear the night apart, forming a streak of sword energy that slashed towards Su Zhe, who trembled all over and was completely stunned by the sword energy. He sensed the despair that was coming at him! He couldn't dodge it! He couldn't dodge this sword! 'Is this how it felt when facing my shot...? ' Su Zhe had a strange thought in his mind, and then the sword light engulfed his body, easily splitting it in two! "Bang!" Su Zhe's upper body fell to the ground. He looked up at the sky. The endless darkness was being engulfed by the light, and the changing scene was recovering. The battle... was over. The whole audience was silent! "You should be killed!!" An old man from the Su Mansion stood up and rushed towards Fang Qingyang on the stage like crazy. He was suddenly a prince of the Death Realm. The powerful prince of the prince realm took action, and the world instantly fell into a dead silence. The overwhelming pressure pressed on Fang Qingyang like a tide. "Hmph!" A cold snort came from the stage, and no one made a move. The old man's body seemed to be pressed on a mountain and instantly fell into the ground. "You...you..." The old man was pressed to the ground and could not move. He said hoarsely, "You killed my Su Mansion's second young master, which is an offense to my Su Mansion! Sooner or later... our Su Mansion will peel your skin and tear your bones apart!" "Historically, which family dared to take revenge on the Tianjiao who died on the ring?" Murong Jiu's voice came, calm and unquestionable, "Why, is your Su Mansion special?" No one dared to breathe in the audience. This is the pressure of the God of War! The old man didn't dare to speak. "Why not let Prince Jiang calculate for us?"
Murong Jiu turned his head and narrowed his eyes. Jiang Ding said in a deep voice, "When Tianjiao fights, life and death are at their own risk. No one is allowed to take revenge afterwards. This is... the will of the royal family!"