Fang Tianhang has always been very confident in his swordsmanship. As the first disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, www.biquge.info always boasted of being the number one swordsman among the young monks while he deliberately forgot the annoying existence of Wan Jianxin. He thinks that no one will compete with him for this title, Du Chuanchang, who claims to be the first young man in the world, has never used a sword, and other young talents should be inferior to him in swordsmanship. Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Fang Tianhang was very confident in his swordsmanship.

And at this time, his swordsmanship, his self-confidence is being humiliated by an unknown monster.

Fang Tianhang, Wang Shenhai, and Wang Shenhai's junior disciples Wang Shanchuan and Wang Linlin, four people and four swords dealt with a sword-wielding humanoid monster, but they were killed by the opponent with a sword three times and five divided by two, and no one could take the opponent's sword.

At the beginning, Fang Tianhang saw a black-red humanoid monster descending from the sky, carrying a pitch-black long sword in his hand, so he took the initiative to pull out his "Demon Devouring Toad" from his waist (the only mysterious weapon found by the Divine Sword Gate was taken away by Wan Jian Xin, so he could only use a spiritual weapon) to meet him. He was the first to make a move when he was less than three meters away from the monster, and a set of sharp and gorgeous "Su Annihilation Crack Rush" sword technique burst into full bloom with the help of his forward rushing method. The gold-bronze sword clenched in his right hand burst into a sharp stream of light like a thousand-to-golden-red spear, and the transparent Gangfeng did not expand into a huge arc in the shape of a ripple or a muffled hammer like the other monks, but split into a series of real killing wind blades. Each air blade is sharper than a scalpel, but it has the same cutting force as a chainsaw, and of course, it is indispensable to have the same burning power as a high-voltage electric current, which is the unique power of the thunder attribute Gangfeng. The sword qi turned into a violent wind, and the violent wind turned into an invisible sharp blade, and the sword qi matched the wind pressure, turning Fang Tianhang's single sword into a sword storm like the crossing of thousands of troops. The gold-bronze longsword reflected the light around it, but because of the high-speed movement and the rather complicated sword path, the light was refracted into a flowing light. That set of swordsmanship was like lightning, like an aurora, like a torch of hope flying in the middle of the night, like freedom and justice that cut through the dark curtains, enveloping all Fang Tianhang's self-confidence and the scorching unrestrainedness of the thunder attribute Gangfeng, attacking the target.

The monster landed, and in front of him was a frenzy of ten thousand swords piercing through the air. Fang Tianhang's right hand and the sword in his hand had long since disappeared, and only thousands of golden-red streams of light formed an unavoidable triangular pyramid. The apex of the triangular pyramid is the figure of Fang Tianhang's rapid deception, and the bottom of the triangular triangle of the triangular pyramid is all the landing points of the entire set of swordsmanship, and the sword prison that completely traps the monster in it.

The monster swung his sword and slashed at Fang Tianhang when he was less than half a meter close to him. It was a textbook slash, a standard semicircle, rigid movements, precise stance, and swift speed all showed that this monster was by no means a sword-wielding hand. His horizontal slash was simple, as simple as a pitch-black sword shadow and a terrifying wind pressure.

Fang Tianhang sneered, the monster's sword action was impeccable, but how could it be impeccable? The 87 swords that Fang Tianhang swung in a row were by no means something that could be offset by the opponent's single sword, 87 swords and 1 sword couldn't be equal no matter what, right?

The swordsmanship of "Su Annihilation Crack Chong" will only be defeated when facing more complex and subtle swordsmanship. Fang Tianhang was thinking about this sentence when he felt a suffocating terrifying wind rushing towards him.

That's a very surprising wind pressure. There is no heat in the storm, only the purest sharpness and fierceness, it is clearly not the power of the metallic Gangfeng, the humanoid monster is visible, with a blood-like viscous red color and aerosol-like texture. Around the pitch-black long sword, the red wind swirled, erupting with an astonishing zigzag cutting force, spreading out along the semicircle that the blade had walked through, completely slicing through the scorching aura around Fang Tianhang's body, without letting the scorching and dry wind pressure break into the range of thirty centimeters around his body at all. In the next second, the black long sword slashed at the brass-colored long sword, and a ring-shaped, half-blue, half-red shock wave suddenly spread, followed by an explosion.

Fang Tianhang's figure suddenly froze, he couldn't move forward any longer, he confronted the monster, twisting his face and glaring at the opponent's three eyes that were arranged in a triangle. "Evil Devil Outer Path, Death!" he squeezed the words out between his teeth, inspiring himself like a war cry, hypnotizing his body in order to squeeze more power out of it. A burst of lightning flashed all over his body, and he squeezed out all the vitality in the dantian and turned it into a sword qi that poured into the "Demon Devouring Toad" in his hand. The sword in his hand shook violently, spewing a thumb-thin electric current and a heat that could scorch a person's flesh almost instantly. Electricity and heat radiated from him like pinpoint-like edges, but there was still no chance of victory for him.

The sword in his hand had turned red and bright due to the high heat at this time, and it looked like a Sith lightsaber from a distance, but neither the Sith lightsaber nor the Heavenly Divine Sword could help Fang Tianhang win the victory that was close at hand.

Fang Tianhang only felt that the opponent was not fighting with a sword, but with a battering ram.

A boundless force was transmitted from the sword in the hand of the humanoid monster, there was no heat, no cold, no ancient and decaying breath, no solemn suppressive power of the treasure phase, only simple, pure violent pushing, Fang Tianhang's golden bronze long sword even let out an overwhelmed scream that was about to break. In the next second, the young chief disciple of the Divine Sword Sect was pushed out by that strange force along with the sword, and he fell ten meters away in embarrassment.

The storm swept across her cheeks, coldly slicing through the flesh and sending blood to flow. The thump of the back and the rocky plane was exchanged for a heart-wrenching fracture. The back of his head slammed into the ground with a dull thud like defeat. Fang Tianhang struggled hard, concentrating all his energy to regulate the Yuan Force in his body, and anxiously warming the broken meridians. The body in severe pain seemed to become very disobedient, Fang Tianhang wanted to raise his hand, the movement of his hand became heavy and slow, he wanted to lift his foot, but his foot did not move as if he didn't feel anything.

A gray panic welled up in his heart like a leak, he was afraid, afraid that he had broken his spine because he didn't protect his body with the wind for a while, if he really wanted that, he was afraid that his future would be ruined, no, it wasn't that his future was ruined, he couldn't live at all, he wasn't in a safe place now, but in the dangerous Purple Blood Temple! (To be continued.) )