Chapter 62: Sweep Your Ground
Yuan Yi, this somewhat thin figure, walked on the ancient sword path like walking on the ground, gradually leaving an unattainable back to the same door behind him.
Suddenly, his speed slowed down, and the sharp-eyed man suddenly saw the clue.
"Your apprentice is not too ambitious. ā
There are elders facing the king and the ancient road.
"Refining the physical body with the sword intent of slaughter, this is something that has never happened in the sect, don't destroy the foundation carelessly, it will outweigh the losses!"
Another elder is also warning.
Yuan Yi heard it but didn't make any response, small gaps appeared in the clothes on his body, and his skin was also faintly bloodshot.
He was being baptized and sharpened by the sword intent in his pure flesh.
Wang Haogu said: "Sword cultivation has a fatal shortcoming, and the flesh is fragile. It's also a good thing that Yuan Yi can pay attention to this. ā
"I'm afraid that I will quench my body with the will of the sword god, and if I don't do it, my soul will be scattered, but I have to take care of the severity, step by step. ā
There are elders to remind you.
Wang Haogu shook his head and sighed: "He has his own way, I can't interfere, I'm afraid that the person gave him stimulation." ā
"You mean Fang Yang?" an elder snorted coldly, "This son killed many monks in my sect, and one day I will cut them with a thousand knives." ā
"No!"
Unexpectedly, Wang Haogu shook his head.
"Huh, and others?"
The other elders were surprised.
"Wen Yuan, I heard that he has condensed the Dao seed and has become the first person of the younger generation of the Wanli Sect. ā
"I've heard of him, it is rumored that he has had a great opportunity in the 100,000 remnant realm, and the original Ethereal Peak Lord Zheng Lun is willing to be his protector, but he has already gone to Zhongzhou. ā
"Yes, Zhongzhou, there is the real stage for cultivators, there are many geniuses, Yuan Yi will go sooner or later, and Wen Yuan is his opponent. As for Fang Yang, the small fight was unbearable. ā
In the eyes of Wang Haogu and others, Fang Yang went against the sky and killed the three great dao species, and he had an outstanding record, but he only relied on the help of foreign objects, which was not a real skill.
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Yi had already reached the top of the peak, staring at the sword test stone.
"Congratulations to Elder Wang, your disciple is about to become a sword. ā
"It's too early. ā
Although Wang Haogu said this, he had already decided in his heart that this was an unchanging fact, but he was just verbally modest, and he touched his beard, a little fluttering.
The joy of a teacher watching his beloved disciple achieve great accomplishments is palpable.
Suddenly, a surprised voice came from the side.
Wang Haogu didn't know why, but when he looked closely, there was actually someone who had climbed to the top.
"Who's that?"
He hurriedly asked.
But no one answered, and after a while, someone got the news that it was actually a disciple who swept the floor from the outer door.
"I'll it, that dumb man actually climbed to the top, is there a mistake?"
"If I'm not mistaken, he's just a mortal linggen, and he came here to sweep the floor or find the back door!"
"Damn, all the spiritual roots can go up these days, I have to go back and check my talents!"
An exclamation sounded, and the originally quiet crowd instantly became lively.
Yuan Yi, who was unfazed and asked bent on asking, also opened his eyes, and looked at the ordinary face standing not far from him, he was also a little surprised.
He knew how difficult this path was, and it was a miracle in itself that a person who didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations in his body actually stood by his side.
The point is that he is still holding a broom in his hand, as if he is sweeping the floor, and he is still moving forward.
"Who the hell are you?"
Yuan Yi asked.
But the man didn't seem to hear, just lowered his head and swept the floor, very seriously, and the leaves on the ground were swept away by him one by one.
It seems that he is not here to test, but purely to sweep the floor.
Step by step, the more he swept forward, he threw off Yuan Yi and entered within a hundred steps.
Is he a Dao Seed Realm?
How is it possible, at such a young age, there is no second one in the Wanli Sect except Wen Yuan.
Yuan Yi couldn't bear to fall behind, and wanted to step in, but was forced by an extremely sharp sword intent, he was unwilling, and forcibly broke in, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
Wang Haogu was in a hurry: "Staring at the sword test stone and a stick of incense kung fu is victory, don't be rash." ā
But Yuan Yi didn't listen at all, still staring at the figure, desperately chasing after him.
The elders arrived one after another, and they tried to pull the two back under the same pressure, but they were shocked out without even touching their feet.
Eighty steps.
The two of them had already walked within eighty steps, to be precise, Yuan Yi had just entered eighty, and the sweeping dumb was about to leave eighty.
Yuan Yi took a difficult step, wanting to speed up, but he saw that he was being pulled farther and farther.
Who are you and who are you?
Finally, when he was about to enter the seventy steps, his body suddenly collapsed, and his legs fell to his knees, and his mouth spat blood.
His body seemed to be attracted by a strong force, and he maintained that position, quickly retreating.
"Sect Master?"
Everyone turned around, and the old man with white hair was pacing in the air, floating above, with silver light, as if there were thousands of sword shadows following, this person was the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Wan Jianxing!
"If this seat is too late, I'm afraid his secret realm will completely collapse!"
Wan Jianxing shot a four-grade spirit pill into Yuan Yi's mouth, and after a while, his pale face returned to blood.
"Thank you, Sect Master. ā
Yuan Yi is grateful.
Wan Jianxing just nodded slightly, then turned deeper.
"Now I can spare you from dying when I turn back!"
His voice was penetrating, like a sharp sword, straight at the man. It's just that his sword intent has not yet reached the dumb man, and it has been wiped out by the will of the sword god.
"Sect Master, who is he?"
Yuan Yi asked.
Wan Jianxing shook his head: "I don't know, but it's definitely not a good class, what is his purpose in mixing into my Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"
In this way, everyone watched the dumb man sweep the floor all the way.
Fifty steps!
Forty steps!
Thirty steps!
Twenty steps!
Ten steps!
Five steps!
Wan Jianxing's face was heavy, he could enter the sword test stone within five steps, he couldn't do it as a demigod, could it be a sacred?
If this is the case, he Ten Thousand Swords Sect will face a great enemy.
"It is rumored that the Sword Test Stone is the foundation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the vast majority of sword masters are contemplating in front of this stone. ā
The sweeper spoke suddenly.
His voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire sect.
"The dumb man spoke, the dumb man spoke!"
Someone is exclaiming.
"It's a pity that for thousands of years, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have been ignorant, and they have made Baoyu dusty, and they should also be swept away. ā
Wan Jianxing didn't know what he meant, but saw him holding a broom and sweeping towards the sword test stone.
In an instant, it was as if the heavens and the earth had changed color, the earth had shaken, and the sword stone had erupted with brilliant divine light, as if something was about to come out.
"That's, that'sā"
Wan Jianxing was speechless with excitement, only to see the sword test stone shattered, a jet-black iron sword stuck into the ground, and the void was accompanied by a domineering dragon groan.
"Proud Emperor Sword!"
Yuan Yi stared at the sword, eager to rush forward and take it for himself.
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was founded by a generation of sword gods eight hundred years ago, and later the Emperor was in charge of the realm of the ancient sage, and he disappeared, and this divine weapon also disappeared, and no one knew that it was hidden on the sword test stone, and he got along with them day and night.
It is rumored that this divine weapon was made of extremely rare dragon pattern dark gold essence, and it has slain countless divine beings, and it is still stained with divine blood, and it has not dried up so far.
"I should have thought it was you. ā
Wan Jianxing landed, shaking his head and sighing.
The person who swept the floor changed his face, his ordinary face became extremely handsome, his body was also a lot taller and stronger, and his temperament was dusty, it was Fang Yang.
"Fang Yang!"
Yuan Yi had seen his portrait, but had never seen a real person, and he had sworn to the heavens that he would sacrifice his unsheathed sword with Fang Yang's blood.
I had imagined countless encounters, but I didn't expect it to be here, and he rushed out like lightning.
He had waited too long for this battle.
In his hand, a sword appeared, which was a Taoist soldier, engraved with the lines of the Great Dao, extremely terrifying.
"Be careful!"
After Wang Haogu said this, he knew that it was too late.
The opponent has the Proud Emperor Sword in his hand, and it is a divine soldier who rarely has an opponent!
Unexpectedly, Fang Yang did not move this divine weapon, but instead picked up the broom, as if sweeping the ground, and waved it over.
A powerful sword intent flew out of the broomstick, containing endless arrogance and domineering, as if all living beings should be prostrate on the soles of their feet, and the heavenly dome above his head was not qualified to envelop his body.
Rumble~~~
With just one move, Yuan Yi was defeated, and he took a few steps back before stopping.
"Proud sword intent, proud of the emperor's sword intent, you robbed my inheritance, damn you!"
Yuan Yi knew something, and the blue tendons in his angry neck burst out and shouted angrily.
"No, no, no. Fang Yang shook his head, "How many years have you been here, how many days have I been here, and I can't take away the opportunity for more than ten years, how can I say that I robbed it? ā
He threw the broom in front of Yuan Yi, picked up the Proud Emperor Sword, and with a wave of his hand, the sword qi split a crack in the earth.
"Poof!"
The talent he was most proud of was trampled on, and the inheritance that should have belonged to him was also taken away by the enemy.
"By the way, I'm not interested in what the name of the sword is, so I'll leave that thing to you, the new one, the sword!"
He smiled a little playfully, and Yuanyi, who had just recovered, vomited blood again.
What do you mean, is it charity? Since he was born, he has never suffered such a great humiliation.
"Be punished!"
With two fingers stretched, a sword qi containing majestic spiritual power shot out, pointing directly at Fang Yang's head.
"Thirteen Slashes of the Proud Emperor!"
Fang Yang held the Proud Emperor Sword in his hand, and instantly emitted thirteen fierce sword qi.
Rumble~~~
The Proud Emperor Sword is worthy of being the strongest existence under the Holy Soldier, and there is a sword god's creation god pattern on it, and this sword is a place, even the strong people in the realm of demigods have to avoid its edge.
Taking advantage of this, he hurriedly urged Fusang Shenmu to shatter the space, and did not forget to say cruel words before leaving.
"At the beginning, I waited to destroy Chaoyun Jiufeng, today I will take your Dao system and destroy your foundation, and he will use this sword to kill everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, hahaha~~~"
"Rampant, rampant!"
Wan Jianxing hadn't been so out of shape for a long time, and the surrounding trees had been cut off by the sword qi he had shaken out.
Word spread quickly.
After being silent for half a year, Fang Yang's name sounded again, defeating Yuan Yi, obtaining the inheritance of the Sword God, and also threatening to kill everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with the Proud Emperor Sword, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said that he would kill Fang Yang at all costs.
It didn't take long for a similar thing to happen to Tianluo Digong.
The casinos, restaurants, treasure pavilions and other industries they opened in various places were cut off by people, and countless people were killed and injured.
Fang Yang said he was responsible.
He even let out wild words, the industry opened by the Tianluo Palace, he saw one smashing the other.
As we all know, Tianluo Digong has a large scale in the market operation, which is the direct source of their benefits, and it is also the main force in the material exchange between the western border region and the Zhongzhou Dynasty.
Some people say that this is Fang Yang's absolute revenge, because the three major sects jointly announced to kill Fang Yang. Now that two of the three families have suffered, many eyes are looking at the Yinhai Ancient Tomb, looking forward to the follow-up development.
They are interested in this.
Because the Yinhai Ancient Tomb has always been mysterious, it has only recently become active, and its headquarters is in the South China Sea, but no one knows the specific location.
How can Fang Yang retaliate against this situation?