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The next moment, the two old men sat cross-legged on one side and the other on the west, guarding the edge of the sword net, and never spoke again.

Fang Xiaowu pondered for a while, then sat down and carefully observed the sword net.

At the beginning, he thought that no matter how strong the sword net was, after all, it was only Shi Dangdang and Long Weiyang who used their sword qi to exert it, and it might not be so strong that he couldn't break it.

However, as he continued to observe deeply, he discovered that the sword net contained mysteries, and it was definitely not something that could be broken by being powerful.

And the more he observed, the more he felt the horror of the sword net.

So, he didn't dare to underestimate the power of the sword net anymore, his heart sank, he closed his eyes, and began to think about how to break it.

Half a day later, Fang Xiaowu opened his eyes and threw the chalcedony sword out.

I saw that the chalcedony sword was like a divine dragon, circling and flying in the air, and after turning around the inner wall of the sword net nine times, it suddenly rushed upwards into the sky, and with a bang, the sword net was torn almost broken, and it went to a height of three hundred zhang.

Suddenly, a layer of sword qi swayed on the outer wall of the sword net, like a fortress, firmly stabilizing the sword net, no matter how the chalcedony sword hit, it could not continue to go up.

After more than half an hour like this, Fang Xiaowu had no choice but to take back the chalcedony sword and think of other ways to crack it.

Another half a day later, Fang Xiaowu thought of a feasible method and acted according to the plan.

However, this time the solution was still ineffective.

Fang Xiaowu persisted for nearly an hour, but he was never able to succeed, so he could only collect his sword again.

......

Unconsciously, Fang Xiaowu sat in the sword net for five days, during which he used more than a dozen methods, but none of them were successful, and all of them failed.

This level of cultivation made his swordsmanship deeper than before, but the power of the sword net had reached the point of being impeccable.

Even if his swordsmanship was ten times more powerful than it was now, he might not be able to break it.

On the sixth day, Fang Xiaowu suddenly stood up, no longer thinking about how to crack the sword net, but walked around the inner wall of the sword net.

He turned round and round, and he was not too tired, from the beginning of the day to the sunset, his feet never stopped, and he did not know how many steps he walked.

When it was midnight in the middle of the moon, he stopped, reclining on the ground, supporting his head with one hand, looking at the moon in the night sky in a daze.

After a while, Shi Kangdang and Long Weiyang both opened their eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"Hey, Fang Xiaowu, I've put up with you for a long time, why don't you crack the sword net and lie on the ground in a daze?"

Fang Xiaowu didn't make a sound, just looked at the moon in a daze.

So, Shi Kangdang also looked up at the moon.

But he looked at it for a while, but he couldn't see the reason, so he asked, "Hey, Fang Xiaowu, what's so beautiful about the moon?"

Fang Xiaowu was still silent.

Suddenly, Long Weiyang laughed and said: "This kid must have been made stupid by us, hahaha......"

At this moment, Fang Xiaowu whispered: "The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountain, and there is a vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass. ”

When Shi Gandang and Long Weiyang heard this, their faces were full of astonishment, and they said in unison: "You kid can actually compose poems?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly saw Fang Xiaowu flying up like a divine dragon, and with a "swish", the chalcedony sword stabbed out in the air, but instead of cracking the sword net, he practiced the sword.

When Shi Dang saw it, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Fatty, don't say it, this kid's posture when he dances the sword has a bit of heroism when I was young." ”

"When have you ever been heroic?" asked Long Weiyang.

"Fatty, why do you always like to go against me?"

"Who called you skinny, I am fat, fat and thin are the opposite. ”

Shi Dangdang snorted angrily, but he stopped talking, and looked at Fang Xiaowu dancing his sword in the sword net with a glance with Long Weiyang.

The two looked at it for a while, and gradually saw some doorways.

Long Weiyang was surprised: "This kid actually cultivates swordsmanship as calligraphy, you see, isn't this sword just a 'big' word? Also, this sword is an 'open' word, ouch, dividing words, not words, no words, mountain characters, empty words, ......"

He read all the way and didn't finish more than 300 words.

Seeing the moon move and the clouds go, time flies.

Fang Xiaowu didn't know how many swords there were in the sword net, in short, each sword must have a word, and there were some words that were not words at all, they were created by Fang Xiaowu himself.

Just when Dongfang was about to dawn, Fang Xiaowu's chalcedony sword shook, and under one horizontal and one vertical, a big "ten" was written in mid-air.

Then, he floated from mid-air to the ground, holding a chalcedony sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the sky, his feet in the center of the earth, and entered a state of selflessness.

At this time, Shi Dangdang and Long Weiyang were a little nervous.

Because they clearly felt that Fang Xiaowu's current momentum was quite strange, they would never dare to say that after Fang Xiaowu made a move this time, he would not be able to break the sword net.

Little by little, three hours passed, and it was noon.

Suddenly, Fang Xiaowu slashed out with a sword, and the word "dance" spit out from the tip of the sword, hit the sword net, and blended into it.

When Shi Dangdang and Long Weiyang saw each other, they all thought of something, so they all stood up and looked at it in surprise.

I saw Fang Xiaowu's sword coming out like the wind, a sword in the east and a sword in the west, a sword in the south and a sword in the north, and one by one the fonts flew out, hitting the sword net, making a popping sound.

Suddenly, Fang Xiaowu raised the chalcedony sword in his hand above his head, and the world was one, the sword heart, the brain heart, the human heart, and the foot heart, the four hearts were one.

And his standing posture is like a vertical "one".

In an instant, the sword intent sprouted, the sword light swayed, and the sword qi was wild.

Like a dragon and a tiger leaping, like an ocean unbridled, under the impact, the sword net was torn apart, scattered into pieces of "sword tiles".

Rumble!

Countless sword tiles were shattered at the same time, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye, never to be seen again.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" asked Long Weiyang.

"Wild Grass Sword Technique!"

Fang Xiaowu shouted and danced the chalcedony sword.

But seeing that his sword posture is like a pen gesture, indulgent and wanton, left and right, continuous and round, ever-changing, extremely strange and changeable.

Suddenly hearing the "bang", after Fang Xiaowu wrote 9,999 words in one breath, he was full of energy, and his frenzy couldn't be higher, and he suddenly fell to the sky, wrote the word "Tai" on his body, and fainted to the ground.

Shi Dangdang and Long Weiyang came together, and they didn't go up to wake up Fang Xiaowu, but talked in a low voice.

An hour later, Fang Xiaowu woke up and jumped up.

He felt that his whole body was comfortable, and his strength was permeating hundreds of bones, as if there were countless sword qi flowing in his body.

As long as you want, you can use it in a flash, and you will never drag it out.

Shi Dangdang and Long Weiyang glanced at each other, and suddenly they both jumped up, each pointing at Fang Xiaowu with their fingers, and their sword qi seemed to have not yet been released.

Fang Xiaowu laughed loudly, and with a consistent momentum in one go, he wrote four words in the air with his hand, but it was "scoring the world".

And these four words can be used to describe his sword.

Hiss!

Shi Dangdang and Long Weiyang split left and right, jumped past Fang Xiaowu's side, landed a few zhang away, and turned around with a look of surprise on his face.