In the next few days, most of the knights in the academy left with the army, and in the blink of an eye, the entire royal academy had become extremely deserted.

Fang Xingjian was cross-legged on the ground, practicing his swordsmanship by himself while looking at the mental method on his panel.

'Sword sweeps the world**'

Since he didn't flinch in the face of Huang Lin's questioning that day, his mind was clearer again, but there was still some opportunity to complete it.

In the past few days, he has been locked up here by Huang Lin, and he simply cultivates swordsmanship wholeheartedly, planning to complete the supreme sword intent first, and then he has 3 swordsmanship at the full level for a few days in a row, and the full-level swordsmanship has reached 78.

In addition, tempering attributes, cultivating ripples is naturally non-stop.

He inspected the basement of the villa, and found that there was indeed a lot of dry food and pickled ferocious animals, enough for him to eat and drink for a long time.

As for the Void Sword Strength left by Huang Lin, he also tried it, even if he wanted to break this thing, it would not be easy.

After a few days like this, Fang Xingjian raised his head and sighed.

The last day of this year has passed, Fang Xingjian is still four years away from the five-year appointment, and his age has reached 17 years old.

Looking up at the sky, Fang Xingjian's face was calm, but his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"The ...... of the Magic City"

At this moment, there was a noise in the distance of the academy, Fang Xingjian frowned, and looked into the distance, only to find that the noise was getting more and more eyes, and many people seemed to have come out.

Although almost all the knights of the academy left, many of the subordinates, cooks, and maids were still there, and as the noise got closer and closer, Fang Xingjian's eyes also saw a dark-skinned, young man in his twenties rushing in his direction.

The young man had dark skin, chapped skin, and looked like he had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and his hands and feet were calloused, and he must have done a lot of physical work in his daily life.

As soon as he walked in front of Fang Xingjian, he knelt straight to the ground through the sword strength left by Huang Lin, and began to kowtow non-stop, his head hit the ground, and he kept making a thumping sound, and in the blink of an eye, his head was already full of blood.

Fang Xingjian just looked at him coldly, he didn't have any sympathy and compassion, he just watched the young man kowtow more than a dozen times in a row, and said to him with blood on his head: "Lord Fang Xingjian, I am Walylan from Harvest Fishing Village. ”

Fang Xingjian looked at the pupils of his eyes, his face full of pain and resentment, and slowly recalled it in his mind.

Harvest Fishing Village, when he first arrived in the miracle world, the fishing village that took him in, with the superb memory that he had exercised by his mental method, he also slowly matched a shy young man in his mind with the young man in front of him.

He said slowly, "Something's wrong. ”

"The old man is dead, and the whole village is dead!" Walilan lay on the ground and cried bitterly, and the guards and subordinates who had caught up behind also stopped and looked at the scene in front of them.

"Let's go. Fang Xingjian pushed most of the subordinates and said slowly, "Who did it?"

"It's Garcia's great warrior. The man cried out, "Everyone in the village is dead except me, and they will kill anyone they see when they land, not even children and women!"

Garcia's great warrior is the local knight class, which is Garcia's name for a person who turns professional with living extraordinary strength.

Hearing the young man's cry, Fang Xingjian said, "Who did Garcia do it, do you know?" His gaze was like a sharp sword, cutting through the air and meeting the young man's eyes: "Don't lie to me, otherwise I will definitely kill you with a sword." ”

The young man's intuitive body shook, and a chill rushed over his face, but he really didn't lie, so he didn't hesitate to say: "It's a named Momkoya, and when I hid, I heard that call their leader like that." ”

The subordinate who didn't leave on the side frowned and said: "Momkoya, Garcia is the most courageous hunter in the language, this time Garcia led the team with three Chosen Warriors (corresponding to the Titled Knight), and only one of them can be called Momkoya." ”

Momkoya, Garcia's second-turn Chosen Warrior.

Of course, Garcia does not have the complete inheritance of the empire, and most of them rely on the survival of the fittest, and only succeed in the second turn by mistake.

They don't have the second turn inheritance of the empire, that is, the most important ten heavenly passes, one level at a time, changing the essence of life little by little, deeply contacting the ether fans, causing natural disasters like destructive power.

So the Chosen Warriors are all level 20, and they can't level up at all, but even then it's not something that ordinary one-turn knights can defeat.

Fang Xingjian asked the young man, "Do you want me to help you take revenge?"

The subordinates on the side were surprised: "My lord, no! This time Garcia brought a full 300 big warriors, and this Momkoya is comparable to Garcia's chosen warrior of our knighthood, and his strength is not trivial......

Hearing what his subordinates said, the young man also hesitated, he was only full of resentment and wanted revenge, and he didn't know the current battle situation and the strength of Omkoya.

Seeing his hesitation, Fang Xingjian laughed, but the killing intent flashed wildly in his eyes, and his anger was blazing, like a volcanic eruption.

With one move, a long sword had fallen into his hand, and with an extension of his other hand, he had already pulled out the silver dragon on his waist.

He secretly said in his heart: "It's okay, I originally wanted to improve the sword intent or ripple by one level, so I went out to participate in the war and upgrade, and strive to reach the nineteenth level before the state election in half a year." ’

But Fang Xingjian only felt that his mind was about to move, and a force that was violent to the extreme kept wandering in his consciousness.

He then understood that if he could kill Namkoya under countless pressures, he would definitely be able to cut off his mind and achieve true mental perfection.

If he can't even withstand this pressure, let alone those words that clean up the world, no matter how much he wants to improve, it will be extremely difficult.

This was the path he chose, an incomparably narrow and difficult path, but Fang Xingjian didn't regret it at the moment.

"Wait at the academy, and I will take the head of Namkoya and avenge your village. ”

The next moment, the wind brought up hundreds of afterimages, and the subordinates and the young people were all blown out in unison, and the silver dragon in Fang Xingjian's hand was already like a silver thunderbolt slashing towards the sword power left by Huang Lin in front of him.

If it was Fang Xingjian's own sword qi and long sword, then it would be very difficult for him to cut off these sword strengths and get out of trouble.

But now he is holding a sword in one hand and using the Tailan Wind Sword to continuously accelerate, and he is holding the silver dragon in the other, relying on the sharpness of the seventh-level imperial divine soldier to slash the sword.

That sword power was just Huang Lin's casual display, and it was not easy to keep it for so long and still defend against the steel long sword, but how could it be unscathed by a seventh-level imperial divine soldier like Yinlong, who kept sonic sword strikes?

For about a minute, I don't know how many sonic slashes fell, crackling and exploding sounded, and when the smoke dissipated, a black shadow suddenly rushed out, and then the whistling sound sounded again and again, and hundreds of iron swords rose up in the villa, all of which flew out with the black shadow like the flying of the sword, piercing the air, and making a swishing sound.

With the disappearance of Fang Xingjian, a wild roar slowly came, reaching everyone's ears.

"Chop chop, chop out a heroic spirit that lasts forever. ”

"Chop chop, chop chop, chop him upside down and turn the earth upside down. (To be continued.) )