Chapter 182: Sword Soul

Five mid-grade sword tricks, I feel cool when I think about it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And it was also a sword trick from the enemy, and Fang Cong was extremely happy in his heart. In his eyes, Chen Song is an idiot who is automatically sent to the door. He didn't fall down in the five Yuan King Realms alone, how could he be afraid of him being one Yuan King Realm and one product? It's just a joke.

After Chen Song made such a fuss, Fang never had the heart to cultivate. I just went to the neighborhood of the academy. The college is still very vast. There are all kinds of cultivation rooms to improve the cultivation of students.

"Hey, have you heard? Second-year Lu Xiuzhu is going to challenge the Intermediate Bronze Formation today? ā€

Not far away, a slightly excited voice came. Fang Cong was slightly shocked when he heard this, the Bronze Man Array was a place to cultivate the body. The bronze man is like a puppet, he has no intelligence, but the fierceness of his attack is several times greater than that of a puppet. I think that at the beginning, destroying the four puppets by myself was also a hard loss, otherwise it was really a question of whether he could pass that level.

"Really? Senior Brother Lu is one of the fastest three in our academy, and he is a figure who is known together with Senior Brother Shangguan Feichen and Qi Haomiao. The three of them majored in speed, and they also practiced speed to a certain level, if ordinary people looked at them, it was like watching a lightning bolt, as fast as thunder. Even some of the third-year brothers couldn't beat them. If it was him who challenged the Intermediate Bronze Man Formation, it would have been excessive. The other was even more excited.

"So what are you waiting for, it's said that the challenge is about to begin. If you don't go, it's over. The two hurried away.

"Lu Xiuzhu, Shangguan Feichen, Qi Haomiao. The fastest, hehe, I don't know if it's faster than me, whether it's them faster or I'm faster. ā€

Fang Cong smiled, his eyes flashing with excitement. It's as if you've found a new plaything. He is really bored now, so it is better to join in the fun and relieve himself of boredom. After all, there are still two days left before class. Although cultivation is allowed, it is fleeting. But that's just a bit boring.

"Hmph, it's a shame that you're still the master of the Divine Sword and you waste your time on this kind of thing, no wonder your cultivation is so low."

A yin and yang strange voice suddenly resounded in Fang Cong's mind, Fang Cong was startled, and hurriedly turned his head around. But there was no figure at all. Secretly relieved, it seems that he is hallucinating. It's better to hurry over.

"You're still going? I've asked you to cultivate as soon as possible, have you understood my words? That mysterious voice sounded again, as if it was about to explode Fang Cong's mind, and said it very loudly.

"Hey! Who are you? Why is your voice in my head and I can't see yours? Fang Cong shouted loudly in his heart, but on the surface, he stood motionless in place, like a statue. Fang Cong knew that this mysterious voice must have heard what he was saying, and sure enough, it was not.

"Hmph, I've fought alongside you so many times, and I've saved you so many times, don't you know who I am? As for your second question, it's even simpler, I'm living in your body, but I'm just waking up. ā€œ

The mysterious voice said a little dissatisfied, but Fang Cong's eyes lit up. Looking at the ancient sword in his hand, there was a slight sword sound. Fang Cong finally knew who made this voice.

"You said that you fought side by side with me many times, and I have no problem, but why don't I feel that you have saved me many times." Fang Cong asked again in his heart, the ancient sword was a product of the space of heaven and earth, and it was naturally extraordinary. However, Fang never thought that this ancient sword actually had a sword soul hidden inside, it was dead before, but now it is alive, still in such a terrifying way.

"Hmph, clean your mouth for me. What a dead or alive, I'm just asleep, and now that my strength has almost recovered, I will naturally wake up. Also, don't you use my power every time you kill an enemy? Didn't I save you many times in disguise? If it weren't for me, you don't know how many times you'd died. The mysterious voice sneered.

Fang Cong was taken aback, this voice was really a little strange, it actually knew what was going on in his heart, which made Fang Cong have to be vigilant. However, it was the sword soul of the ancient sword, and the ancient sword recognized himself as the master, so it was not an enemy, thinking like this, Fang Cong also relaxed.

"Hmph, put away your thoughts. How could the Divine Sword recognize you, an ant, as the master, a guy who has not even reached the divine realm, how can he control the real Divine Sword, to put it bluntly, you are just a sword slave of the Divine Sword. If you want the world's first sword to recognize you as the master, you are simply dreaming. The mysterious voice continued to sneer, feeling that Fang Cong was just an ant that could be kneaded by others.

"Why do you snort every time you speak?" Fang Cong said expressionlessly.

ā€......ā€œ

Fang Cong didn't know the origin of this sword soul and this sword, but he was claimed to be an ant, and Fang Cong's heart was also extremely unhappy. The ancient sword is now in his hand, and that is his. This sword soul is actually in the ancient sword, so it should obey him. It is simply unreasonable to not take his own master in his eyes so much.

"Oh, that's not true. You want to be my master, you guy's ambition is not small. However, did you know that I can kill the strongest man on your continent with a wave of my hand, and as for you, I am a matter of blowing my breath. I don't even bother to move my hands. ā€œ

"Then you go, you go and kill him, if you kill him, I will willingly call you grandpa, and I will serve your old man every day in the future. What do you think? Fang Cong sneered, Hmph, killing the strongest person in this continent in seconds is simply a big joke. If the strongest can be erased at will, is it still called the strongest? The cowhide is blowing into the sky, why don't you go up?

"Hmph, let me take you? Let me think about it again, if you want to be Uncle Ben's minion, it's not easy to be. Do you know that there are thousands of warriors in the Divine Domain who are 10,000 times stronger than you vying to be my minion? You're good, follow me, and you still look reluctant......"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Are you going or not? If you're afraid, just say it, I won't laugh at you. Fang Cong said sarcastically, the corners of his eyes full of disdain.

"Hmph, if it's in its heyday, it's a matter of minutes for me to destroy him. It's just that now I've just woken up, and my strength hasn't regained yet. Otherwise, I can kill him with a single thought. ā€œ