"As expected of...the heir of that sword..." In a far corner, old man Ye, who had never made a move, flashed in his eyes. His face was filled with Fang Qingyang’s praise! Throughout the ages, there have been many geniuses, but most of them seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. There are very few geniuses who dare to persevere in the face of adversity, like the crucian carp crossing the river! Fang Qingyang holds the Dragon Emperor Sword with sharp eyes, standing proudly between heaven and earth. The spine is straight and the bones are strong! "You want to challenge me?" Zhou Heng thought he heard wrongly. A boy at the fourth level of the Yuan Dan Realm wanted to challenge him across the third level? After the shock, there was deep disdain!
"Do you dare?" Fang Qingyang laughed and moved forward bravely. "Your Highness, you might as well warm up." A silver-armored general said with a smile. "Come, let me feel your fighting power." Zhou Heng clenched his fists, and a phantom of a dragon surged through his body. This is the most powerful technique inherited from the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Dragon Fighting Technique! This technique was created by the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. After so many years, subsequent generations have continued to improve and improve, making this technique reach the level of superior supernatural powers. However, because the conditions for chain repair of the Dragon Fighting Technique are very demanding, very few people can master it. The reason why Zhou Heng became the crown prince and stood out was because of his proficiency in the dragon fighting technique! "boom!" As the dragon's shadow condensed, Zhou Heng's imperial energy spread all over his body. It actually gives rise to an aura that makes people want to worship! The group of silver-armored knights smiled and made room for Fang Qingyang and Zhou Henglai to fight. They all felt that Fang Qingyang was looking for death! At this level, you still dare to challenge His Highness? "Seven Divine Swords!" Fang Qingyang was moved. He didn't rely on others, but took the lead to seize the opportunity. "roar!"
Zhou Heng set off a storm with one palm, and the dragon's roar was extremely fierce, driving the violent energy to kill him on the spot. Fang Qingyang's sword collided with Zhou Heng's palm. Even with the sharpness of the Dragon Emperor's sword, it was knocked open by this palm. With a powerful shock wave surging, the surrounding void was torn apart on the spot! "Bang!" Zhou Heng was violent and violent, clenching his other fist with five fingers and throwing it forward. Fang Qingyang did not respond with the Dragon Emperor Sword this time, but instead relied on his own body to carry it. A cold expression flashed between Zhou Heng's brows, like a superior judge showing no mercy. However, when this punch hit Fang Qingyang, Zhou Heng, who thought he could destroy everything, suddenly looked surprised. The punch with terrifying impact did not hurt Fang Qingyang much. It was like hitting a mountain, it just made his body tremble slightly, that's all. ‘This kid is wearing a body-protecting spiritual weapon? ’ A series of thoughts flashed through Zhou Heng's mind. Unless he is surrounded by body-protecting spiritual soldiers, there is absolutely no way he can confront him! Zhou Heng is still very confident about his physique. Not to mention Fang Qingyang, he had suppressed even opponents with higher realms with his physical strength. This is his confidence as the prince of Zhou Dynasty! "Even if you have a body-protecting spiritual weapon, how long can it protect you?" Zhou Heng laughed wildly, and the fighting spirit flashed in his eyes again. He carried the power of the king and rushed towards Fang Qingyang to see if he would fight to the death! Fang Qingyang's eyes instantly became indifferent. He held his palms slightly and mobilized all the golden sword energy in his body. "boom!" Accompanied by a dragon roar, the violent sword energy bloomed wantonly, and finally formed a golden true dragon sword energy out of thin air, heading straight towards Zhou Heng. "Tsk!" Zhou Heng and Fang Qingyang passed each other, confusion flashing in their originally confident eyes. "brush!" Zhou Heng turned back and narrowed his eyes slightly. The severe pain made his body tremble, but more of it was unbelievable. This... shouldn't be! In the previous encounter, he used all his strength to hit the opponent, even being stabbed by the Golden Dragon Sword Qi. The wounds left on his waist were proof of this. But... this kid Fang Qingyang didn't have any injuries at all? "What kind of spiritual weapon is... on you?"
Zhou Heng gritted his teeth. He was able to withstand his attacks twice in a row. Even a superior Yuan Dan realm spiritual soldier might not be able to do it. Could it be that he was a supernatural power realm spiritual soldier? Once a spiritual weapon enters the magical realm, its value will increase several times! Fang Qingyang smiled lightly, "To deal with you, we don't need to use spiritual soldiers." "Bang!" He took the initiative to move towards Zhou Heng, his whole body like a shining golden sword. Zhou Heng was angry and came towards him fiercely to kill him. Although he had the advantage, he was unable to shake the opponent twice in a row, so he naturally felt resentful in his heart. He only asked, why? A good-for-nothing boy also tried to compare with himself. When the figures of the two people overlapped and passed by, brilliant light spread towards the surroundings, creating a sword intent that soared into the sky. "Wow!" Zhou Heng's face turned pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The clothes on his body actually fell apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing deep wounds with visible bones inside. Without exception, all were sword wounds! On the other side, Fang Qingyang staggered slightly, but finally stabilized his footing. "The power is good, but not enough to break my defenses." Fang Qingyang looked down and saw a clear palm print there, obviously made by Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng came at him with one strike, but he couldn't hurt him much! The whole place was in an uproar! "Why is this kid so physically strong?" "impossible!" "His Highness is not your opponent?" A lot of voices came out, and everyone looked ugly. Especially the third prince, Zhou Lin, frowned even more. If it continues to develop like this, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to the start-up of the academy! "My lord, this boy has a strong body, like a tortoise shell. It is difficult to hurt him with ordinary means... However, there is a unique skill in my Changhe Sword Technique, which can condense all the power on the tip of the sword. The sneak attack will definitely kill this kid!" Chen Xiance took the initiative to get closer. He knew that he had just come over and had not gained trust yet. Therefore, he needs a certificate of investment!
If Fang Qingyang could be killed on the spot, he would be tantamount to saving His Highness's reputation. "You have this trick, why didn't you use it before?" Zhou Lin drank coldly. Chen Xiance was defeated by Fang Qingyang before, but the defeat was extremely embarrassing! "To be honest with you, the prince, this move takes time." Chen Xiance gritted his teeth, "During the confrontation, the situation was changing rapidly, and it was difficult for me to grasp the timing... But now, I have enough time to accumulate strength, and I can use this fatal blow at any time!" "Your Highness, you are a face-saving person." Zhou Lin did not agree in a hurry, but said this meaningfully. "Even if His Highness hates me, it doesn't matter. I just hope that the prince can remember my merits..." Chen Xiance is a smart man. He knows that if this continues, once Zhou Heng is defeated by Fang Qingyang, the dignity of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty will be completely destroyed. This is something Zhou Lin does not want to see. If he took action and killed Fang Qingyang himself, Zhou Heng would definitely feel that he couldn't lose face and become furious. But as long as Zhou Lin can remember his contribution, everything will be worth it! "Kill him, and when you enter the academy, join me directly." Zhou Lin slowly raised his eyebrows, "My prince needs someone as ruthless as you." "Thank you, Your Majesty." Chen Xiance was overjoyed. He quietly took a few steps closer to the ring and came to the edge. The rich sword intention is being injected into his magic sword inch by inch, and the power continues to accumulate. Since everyone's eyes were attracted to the two of them, it was difficult to notice Chen Xiance's side. "boom!" On the stage, Fang Qingyang and Zhou Heng collided again. The sound of tearing swords, the sound of storm and thunder, the roar of ferocious beasts... A variety of sounds filled the ears, continuing to push the atmosphere of this battle to its peak. Zhou Heng's pupils glowed blood red, looking like a madman, with his black hair dancing wildly. The breath he released exploded wildly, shaking the world. "Your Highness seems to have some... Tu Qiong Dagger has seen..." A general in silver armor and heavy cavalry didn't look good. This battle fell into his eyes and made him realize that the situation was not good. Your Highness, you cannot be defeated!
Chen Xiance came to the edge of the ring. He held the magic sword in his right hand, and his entire right arm was retracted into his sleeve robe, hanging casually. From his eyes, a fierce killing intent flickered. ‘Fang Qingyang, I will kill you completely with this sword and cut off all your chances of survival! ’ Seeing that his offensive was inferior to his opponent's, Zhou Heng couldn't help but become furious. I saw his hands suddenly clasped together, and the terrifying murderous intent grew outwards, with constant roars. The bursting shadow spread more and more from his body, and finally formed the body of a ferocious beast standing tall against the sky. With a wave of Zhou Heng's hands, the ferocious beast swept forward with a destructive force. The earth cracked and dust flew! Huge force surged, locking Fang Qingyang's whole body. "Die!" Zhou Heng's pupils bulged out, and he was mixed with excitement, as if he had already seen Fang Qingyang being crushed by him. "One sword...kill the god!" Fang Qingyang decided to use this move against the enemy. "kill!" At this moment, Chen Xiance, who had been hiding all this time, suddenly raised his body and sent out the magic sword from his cuffs. The most essential move in Changhe Sword Technique - Flying Bird Zhuri! It was fast and swift, and Fang Qingyang had just the right time to take action, so that he had no time to take care of it. "Shameless!" On the Zihe Sect side, everyone burst into laughter. Ning Kuang was furious and wanted to take action. Zhou Heng noticed this change. He showed the slightest hesitation for a moment, but at the next moment he was determined to continue killing Fang Qingyang. He is a good-looking person! After being interfered by Chen Xiance, he still had steps to go down. But if he loses to Fang Qingyang, he will be completely ruined! He knows how to choose. For a moment, two attacks hit Fang Qingyang at the same time. "Don't you know that the attack range of God Killing with One Sword... is very wide!" Fang Qingyang's lips curled into a sneer. The two men's offensive was very fierce, but he took it seriously! The sword light was particularly brilliant in the seemingly frozen void. The scene at this moment was frozen. Among the people's eyes, only the young man holding the Dragon Emperor Sword was left. Faced with the two people's attack, he swung his sword against the sky. One sword... is enough to kill the god!