After cultivating to reach the Tiangang realm, Fang Chen's perception of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique became more and more profound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In itself, Fang Chen was a sword cultivator.

Moreover, it is a sword cultivator with boundless potential, and his perception of kendo is beyond the ordinary people's ability.

The Heavenly Demon Sword Technique is the lifelong mastery of the Heavenly Demon Sword Emperor, and it is very powerful.

Fortunately, it was a demonic sword path genius like Fang Chen who was able to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique to perfection in a short period of time.

"Swordsmanship is the art of killing. ”

Fang Chen's heart thought to himself.

In his mind, he kept recalling the mantra of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

Again and again, he cast the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

The sword qi in his body has also reached the absolute level.

Airplanes......

After killing the two hundred and fifty-six phantoms, Fang Chen felt that the sword qi in his body seemed to have undergone a transformation.

With the abnormal movement of the golden heart, the sword hero's qi was rotating rapidly.

A trace of the king's breath gradually emerged.

Seeing this, Fang Chen's face was overjoyed.

The second step of the kendo true solution advanced volume, the realm of the sword king.

"Continue ......"

After a lot of hardships, he finally broke through the bottleneck and reached the realm of the Sword King.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Chen continued to temper the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

In the blink of an eye, dawn is approaching.

For the entire night, Fang Chen was practicing the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

At this time, the qi of the sword hero in his body has been completely transformed into the qi of the sword king.

When performing swordsmanship, his body is full of the aura of a king.

This breath alone can shock the martial artists of the Xuan King Realm, unable to move.

This is the horror of the Sword King's Qi.

After stepping into the realm of the Sword King, the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique also naturally reached the realm of subtlety.

The Heavenly Demon Swordsmanship of the Subtle Realm, its attack power is too strong.

Before he broke through, Fang Chen's limit was to kill five hundred and twelve phantoms.

After breaking through, Fang Chen defeated one thousand and twenty-four puppets in one fell swoop.

Invisibly, he had broken the historical record of the Heavenly Palace.

According to the dossier of Xuantian Sect, the small commander of the Fengtian Palace, the strongest person in the past and present has only defeated five hundred and twelve phantoms.

With his own strength, Fang Chen destroyed one thousand and twenty-four phantoms, breaking the record.

Whew......

Fighting in the arena.

Fang Chen slashed the last phantom, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

On his forehead, he was covered with beads of sweat and stood panting.

His arms were tingling and his legs ached.

"It's the limit. ”

Fang Chen said secretly.

Just as he spoke, two thousand and forty-eight phantoms appeared in an instant.

Without any parrying power, his body instantly withdrew from the fighting platform.

Call......

Leaving the fighting platform, Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, the harvest is great.

Not only did he reach the realm of the Sword King, but he also made the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique break through to the realm of subtlety.

The strength has skyrocketed across the board.

Afterwards, Fang Chen quickly returned to his residence and began to cultivate.

After resting for three hours, he was woken up by Ho Yin.

Fang Chen was in a daze, and when he saw He Yin, his expression was very bad, and he looked very embarrassed when he saw that he hadn't rested well at night.

"Blood Sword Saint, what did you do last night?"

Seeing the Blood Sword Saint's state, He Yin asked in surprise.

"I didn't have a good rest. ”

Fang Chen worked hard to adjust his state, and then said.

"It's the final today, how can you not have a good rest?"

He Yin was a little speechless, but he didn't say anything anymore, and took Fang Chen to the Bloodthirsty Palace.

Bloodthirsty Palace, on the square.

Many ordinary martial artists, and even some eliminated small commanders, were watching.

On the rostrum, there are already nine of the eight ironclad commanders.

In the first round of the finals, two and two battles.

First of all, it is a draw of lots to choose the opponent.

The referee pulled out a small box with eight folded notes inside, all of which were forbidden and could not be scanned by the soul.

The eight little commanders took a small note.

"Open the small note and quote the numbers on the note. The referee said.

Fang Chen opened the small note and found that there was a four-character on it.

"I'm number one. Jin Tianzhan said.

"I'm number one too. Bailiguan's face was full of helplessness.

He was unlucky, and he met Jin Tianzhan in the first round.

Baili Guan is the strongest leader of Zhushan Palace, but his strength is too much worse than Jin Tianzhan.

If it were someone else, he might have a chance to advance to the next round.

In the face of Jin Tianzhan, there is no chance of winning.

Therefore, after hearing Jin Tianzhan's words, his face was gloomy.

Even the ironclad commander of Zhushan Palace on the rostrum was pale.

After a while, the draw was completed, and the grouping was completed.

In the first group, Jin Tiangong Jin Tianzhan fought against Zhushan Palace.

In the second group, the Bloodthirsty Palace Blood Zixuan fought against the Cold Peak Palace Wen Han Mountain.

In the third group, the Heavenly Fury Scholar of the Heavenly Book Palace fought against the White Morning Wind of the Windless Palace.

In the fourth group, the Blood Sword Saint of the Fengtian Palace fought against the Pei Xi Fairy of the Bifu Palace.

In pairs, the winner advances directly to the next round, and the loser is eliminated.

On the stage of performing martial arts, Jin Tianzhan stood quietly, and Zhushan Palace's face was gloomy.

After the battle begins, a symbolic shot is made, and then the defeat is conceded directly.

Jin Tianzhan's victory was very easy.

After he defeated Bailiguan, he glanced at Fang Chen triumphantly, and then walked off the stage.

In the second group, the Bloodthirsty Palace Blood Zixuan fought against the Cold Peak Palace Wen Han Mountain.

Thundered......

As soon as the two took the stage, they launched a fierce and domineering attack.

Xuezixuan is the object of the Bloodthirsty Palace's full cultivation, and his strength is extremely strong.

His Blood Blade Divine Fist is even more brave and fierce, and there are few opponents.

On the rostrum, the eight commanders were also commenting.

"Xuezixuan's Blood Blade Divine Fist is really domineering. ”

"Yes, Xuezixuan himself is a flesh martial artist, his strength is very strong, and with the Blood Blade Divine Fist, Wen Hanshan is not his opponent. ”

Several ironclad commanders were very satisfied with Blood Zixuan's performance.

And Xuezixuan didn't disappoint them either.

Look for an opportunity and throw a punch.

The blood-red fist was like a blade.

It slammed into Wen Hanshan's body.

Bang......

Wen Hanshan's body flew out upside down, barely stabilized his body, and bowed his hand to Xuezixuan.

"I throw in the towel. "Warm and cold mountain road.

Blood Zixuan was promoted.

"This Blood Blade Divine Fist is really domineering. ”

Fang Chen secretly measured in his heart and said slightly.

However, he is not afraid of the Blood Blade Divine Fist, and the perfect sword body is the nemesis of the Blood Blade Divine Fist.

Soon, the third group of battles began.

There is no suspense in this battle.

The windless palace Bai Chenfeng is not the opponent of the Heavenly Fury Scholar at all.

He didn't even force the Heavenly Fury Scholar to attack with all his might, and he was defeated.

The first three sets of battles took only half an hour.

The fourth group of battles, begins.

When Fang Chen stepped on the stage, Jin Tianzhan deliberately passed by Fang Chen's side.

His mouth was attached to Fang Chen's ear and he said a word.

"If you dare to win this battle, I will kill you. ”

Although Jin Tianzhan believed that it was absolutely impossible for Fairy Pei Xi to lose to the Blood Sword Saint.

However, just in case, he still deliberately ran over to threaten the Blood Sword Saint.

Fang Chen glanced at Jin Tianzhan and walked onto the stage.

Fairy Pei Xi is a recognized beauty in the Eight Palaces.

Dressed in green clothes, she perfectly outlined her proud figure, and her chest was full, attracting countless disciples, and her eyes were extremely hot.

The temperament on the body is incomparable.

Among the eight palaces, the only one who can overwhelm Fairy Pei Xi is probably Bi Qingqing, the deputy palace master of the Bloodthirsty Palace.

At this time, Fairy Pei Xi had a smile on her pretty face.

"Blood Sword Saint, I didn't expect you and me to fight so soon. Fairy Pei Xi said softly.

"I didn't want to fight the fairy, but I wanted to win the game. ”

Fang Chen clenched his fists and said slightly apologetically.

"I also want to know how far you have grown up before the Guillotine Cliff. Fairy Pei Xi said.

In fact, Fang Chen was able to come to this point, and Fairy Pei Xi's heart was also very shaken.

At the beginning, Fang Chen's cultivation had not yet reached the Tiangang realm.

Not their own opponent at all.

And now, he has stepped into the Tiangang realm.

It has come to this point with incredible combat effectiveness.

The Tiangang Realm is heavy, and the cross-level battle against the Tiangang Realm is six.

In recent years, in the Xuantian Sect, except for Bi Qingqing, I am afraid that no one will be able to do it.

From this point, you can see how strong the potential of the Blood Sword Master is.

Throughout the ages, martial artists who can be called geniuses have the power to fight across levels.

However, there are very few like the Blood Sword Saint.

Boom......

The golden heart was beating rapidly, and a vast king sword qi emerged from Fang Chen's body.

swept the entire martial arts stage in an instant.

On the square, after everyone felt this sword aura, they involuntarily retreated.

"What a strong sword aura. The crowd was shocked.

On the other side, Fairy Pei Xi also attacked.

Crash......

The white-skinned little hand kept waving, and one after another streamers shot out, flying all over the sky, piercing the sword qi of the king who swept through the martial arts platform, and stabbed towards Fang Chen.

"Heavenly Demon Swordsmanship. ”

Fang Chen displayed the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique.

Hula......

In the sky above the martial arts platform, a terrifying lightsaber appeared, and on this lightsaber, there was a strong Heavenly Demon Sword Qi.

On the rostrum, the eight ironclad commanders also changed their faces when they saw this.

The sword technique used by the Blood Sword Saint is too strong.

"Boom ......"

The sky-high streamer and the heavenly demon sword light collided fiercely.

Fang Chen and Fairy Pei Xi retreated at the same time.

"I'm blown away by your growth. Fairy Pei Xi looked at Fang Chen and said slightly.

"Fairy Pei Xi's strength is also very strong. Fang Chen said.

It was just a temptation just now, and the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique didn't go all out.

He already had a rough idea of Fairy Pei Xi's strength.

And at this moment, on the square, Jin Tianzhan's fists were clenched, and a terrifying aura escaped from his body.

His eyes stared at Fang Chen, eager to kill Fang Chen directly.

"This son must have some opportunity, otherwise how could he have this person's exquisite swordsmanship?" Jin Tianzhan said secretly in his heart.

Before joining Xuantian Sect, Jin Tianzhan was nicknamed Jin Jian.

His achievements in kendo are extraordinary.

However, when he saw Fang Chen's Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, he couldn't help but blush.

"If you dare to win, I will slay you and take away your sword. Jin Tianzhan said in a deep voice.

Jin Tianzhan despised the Blood Sword Saint, believing that he was not worthy of such exquisite swordsmanship.