Let's fight! Meng Huan's aura burst out. Although he suppressed his realm to the first level of the supernatural power realm, the rolling waves of sword energy were still magnificent and endless. "My magic sword is of the lower level of the prince realm. If I use it on you, it would be too bullying..." Meng Huan said. "No, just use your prince realm magic sword on me!" Fang Qingyang waved his hands quickly. He wanted to confirm his own combat power by fighting with Meng Huan. In the Yuandan realm, he was already invincible. But what would happen if he faced the supernatural power realm? In addition, he wanted to verify the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. Meng Huan's eyes narrowed. He carefully observed Fang Qingyang for a few breaths. Seeing that the other party did not seem to be joking, he nodded, "Okay, since you ask so, then I will agree to it!"
"Swish!" Accompanied by a two-color light, Meng Huan had a magic sword with a pure white hilt and a pure black blade in his hand. This sword was extremely sharp, and even if it simply passed through the air, it would still make a tearing sound. "Swish, swish, swish!" Fang Qingyang also began to sacrifice the magic sword. However, the way he sacrificed the magic sword was a little different from others... Behind him, a total of ten magic swords floated in the void, and they actually formed a small sword formation in a very regular manner, aiming at Meng Huan not far away. "Hmm?" Old man Ye raised his eyelids, "Controlling ten magic swords at the same time, this kid's mental power is so terrifying?" The two elements of practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Technique are, first, mastering the Great Wilderness Divine Sword Technique, and second, the mental power must be terrifying. Fang Qingyang achieved the first point. The second point is that he has relied on the Great Freedom Visualization Method to observe and comprehend everywhere in recent years, and his mental power has been improved very quickly! With both prerequisites met, the practice of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique will naturally be twice the result with half the effort. "What is your trick?" Meng Huan was also surprised. He had never seen an opponent who could control ten magic swords at the same time. "Uncle Meng, be careful." Fang Qingyang formed seals with both hands, and in an instant, ten magic swords stabbed at the same time. Two of them were the fastest, facing the center directly, and there were three on each side, blocking the opponent's escape route. The last two actually flew high into the sky and stabbed down from above! The ten magic swords spread out directly, and each magic sword had its own unique trajectory of action, which made it difficult to grasp. How to defend against this? Even if you can keep up with the reaction, can your mental power support the simultaneous response to ten different attacks?
Meng Huan also got interested. He shook his wrist, and the Yin-Yang Sword suddenly collided with the two swords in front of him. Bang, the sound of golden swords clashing rang out, and fire splashed everywhere! "White rainbow pierces the sun!" Meng Huan shouted, and the sword in his hand took advantage of the situation and rushed directly into the sky. The two swords above were also forcibly knocked away by him! However, the swords attacking from the left and right sides were difficult to block. He could only seal with one hand, condense the sword energy, and defend against the three swords on the left. As for the right side, Meng Huan couldn't pull out his hand for a while, so he could only retreat violently to buy time for himself, but even so, he was still cut by two swords on his waist, leaving two bloody marks. "Sure enough!" Meng Huan's eyes were full of brilliance. This scene was unexpected. He was injured just after he started. Unbelievable! Under Fang Qingyang's control, the ten swords were combined again, arranged into a new magic array, and stabbed at Meng Huan. Meng Huan frowned and responded in a very complicated way. ‘If this goes on, I will be covered in wounds before his spiritual energy runs out...’ He thought, since it doesn’t work, then change the strategy. “Swish!” Meng Huan urged his speed, cleverly dodged the pursuit of ten magic swords, and actually rushed straight towards Fang Qingyang. Old man Ye next to him nodded repeatedly, “This is a good idea.” If I can’t deal with your magic sword, then I will go straight to you! Fang Qingyang had expected Meng Huan’s move. While he controlled the ten magic swords to make a detour, he secretly accumulated combat power. “I won’t show mercy!” Meng Huan chopped at him with a sword. Since you want absolute truth, I will give it to you! Fang Qingyang shook his body and actually dodged with clever body movements. The two came into close contact. Meng Huan slashed horizontally and suddenly tore a wound on Fang Qingyang’s chest. Fang Qingyang approached the opponent and his powerful strength had already been condensed. He would naturally cherish the opportunity gained by the injury. Left straight punch, right straight punch, followed by headbutt, vertical elbow, turning elbow... A series of combination punches fell directly on Meng Huan like raindrops. This exquisite close combat ability made Old Man Ye's pupils shrink. "When did this kid learn it?"
Old Man Ye couldn't help but sigh. He had to admit that Fang Qingyang's progress was really fast! Changing with each passing day! Ten days ago and ten days later, maybe they are two different people! Meng Huan was beaten so hard that his whole body was muffled and in pain. But compared to the pain, he was more shocked. When he was about to fight back, ten magic swords had already come around. Meng Huan was forced to get away, but Fang Qingyang cleverly locked his left arm with both hands. A few taps were easy, accompanied by a crackling sound, and Meng Huan's arm joints were actually removed! It was just such a moment of delay that Meng Huan missed the opportunity to dodge. In desperation, Meng Huan used his right hand to deal with the ten magic swords at the same time. The sharp sword energy condensed into a huge sword net, which collided with the ten magic swords continuously. On the other side, he kicked Fang Qingyang on the waist, but the opponent moved sideways and dodged him. Fang Qingyang's figure moved and dodged like a loach, unable to be caught at all. Immediately afterwards, Fang Qingyang approached Meng Huan again and made a feint with his left hand, but in reality his right shoulder sank down and hit Meng Huan's neck with an explosive punch. Meng Huan was struggling to deal with the ten magic swords and had no time to consider a frontal attack, so he had no choice but to admit defeat. Fang Qingyang's explosive punch stopped in front of Meng Huan's neck. "I accept it, Uncle Meng." Fang Qingyang grinned. Meng Huan ignored the twisted arm and pressed Fang Qingyang's shoulder with his right hand, "War King's Code! These close combat methods you used are all recorded in the War King's Code! Could it be that you understood the door? plaque?" "I realized it from the first day I entered school." Fang Qingyang looked candid. "well!" Meng Huan was overjoyed, "I have been worried about you these days. You rejected the invitation from the Core Academy, which means you gave up a big supporter. Our East Academy alone may not be able to protect you... But, no Thinking that you have understood the War King Code, the general once said that whoever can understand it will receive his full training, let alone you are Fang Xuanxiao's son! " Fang Qingyang was stunned. Is there still this matter? Murong Jiu wants to train me? "Hahaha, okay, your safety problem has been completely solved, now I can finally rest assured." Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, "However, it's not possible yet. The general may not be able to come back until the Tianjiao battle. During this period, you have to keep a low profile. By the way, you haven't caused any trouble recently, right?" "No, I just kicked Wei Qinghe in the market." Meng Huan: "..."
Then he is the young master of the Wei family! Seeing Meng Huan's appearance, Fang Qingyang touched his nose and said, "Isn't it the young master of the Wei family? Yun Pengfei wanted to attack me in the Zhanwu Building before, but he was forced to his knees by my breath." "My darn thing!" Meng Huan couldn't help but curse.