readx;? The Evil Slashing Amethyst Sword and the Chalcedony Sword were not weapons of the same level, and Fang Xiaowu didn't have so many ideas when he used them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In other words, since Fang Xiaowu became a peerless powerhouse, even if he couldn't exert all the power of the Evil Slashing Amethyst Sword, he could send out at least half of it, and in the state of explosion, he could even surpass the cultivation of the power of the Slaying Evil Amethyst Sword to ** Cheng.

But the chalcedony sword is different.

No matter how powerful Fang Xiaowu was, half the power that could urge the Chalcedony Sword was already his limit, and under normal circumstances, he could at most urge the power of the Chalcedony Sword to be thirty percent, and most of the time, the power he could urge was between one and two percent.

Originally, this was just a competition, and Fang Xiaowu never thought of using desperate fighting methods to fight with the Cangshu Daoist, so at the beginning, he was limited to his own cultivation and only exerted the power of the Chalcedony Sword.

After he understood that the Cangshu Daoist was not an idle person, he began to regard the Cangshu Daoist as his fierce rival, so he began to go all out.

He put all his mind on the Chalcedony Sword, wanting to improve his control of the Chalcedony Sword, so that the power of the Chalcedony Sword could be exerted to a greater extent.

So after a while, under the control of his mind, the chalcedony sword was slowly rising from the state of one percent to two percent, and the difference between one percent and two percent was by no means a simple "just one percent difference" can be described.

For the chalcedony sword, one or two is completely two different concepts.

If you only talk about strength, it is like the difference between 1,000 catties and 2,000 catties, not 100 catties and 200 catties, and it is impossible to be 10 catties and 20 catties.

Unexpectedly, even under such circumstances, Fang Xiaowu only strengthened his control of the Chalcedony Sword.

And if you want to pump the chalcedony sword, it is also very difficult as before.

If you are an ordinary person, you must be in a hurry, and if you are in a hurry, you will inevitably be in chaos, and you will be defeated in the next moment.

But Fang Xiaowu not only did not hurry, but calmed down more and more.

Because, although he didn't know what the swordsmanship used by the Atractylodes Daoist was, with his comprehension of the way of the sword, he could deduce that the swordsmanship of the Cangshu Daoist was definitely the top of the heavenly level, and he had also cultivated to an extremely terrifying level, which was enough to describe it as perfect.

At this moment, Fang Xiaowu suddenly thought of someone.

This person is the Cadre Chair.

To be honest, the cultivation of the cadre chair is not too high, although he is the head of the White Sword Department of the Holy Sword Academy, but the identity of the cadre chair is still a chair, not even the vice president.

However, in the process of getting along with the cadre chair, Fang Xiaowu can fully experience a kind of "domineering side leakage" from the words and deeds of the cadre chair.

He had never seen the cadre chair make a move, but he felt that if he really wanted to fight hard, the combat power of the cadre chair could definitely beat the three vice presidents of the Holy Sword Academy, and he might not lose to Gao Dongcheng, the head of the Holy Sword Academy.

And the Cangshu Taoist in front of him is somewhat similar to the cadre professor's chair.

The difference is that Cangshu Daoist is a person who is good at hiding his strength, and compared with the "high-profile" of the cadre chair, he seems to be a "low-key" person.

But in general, they are all the same kind of people, that is, their strength is stronger than cultivation, and they are not just a level.

Fang Xiaowu is also such a person, so he knows that this kind of person is terrible.

And the more times like this, the more he has to learn to be calm.

Because the terrible is relative, if he can do "not moving like a mountain", then the opponent's terrible is not so terrible.

After a while, Fang Xiaowu gradually brought back his momentum in a calm state.

And the power of the chalcedony sword, in this situation, has increased from two percent to three percent, and there is a tendency to increase.

Suddenly, Fang Xiaowu's hand moved slightly, and he pulled the chalcedony sword to his side, and suddenly moved two inches.

Fang Xiaowu originally thought that the Cangshu Daoist would not be able to keep up with his speed, but in fact, there was still room left when the Cangshu Daoist made a move.

At the same time that Fang Xiaowu pulled the chalcedony sword back, the Cangshu Daoist no longer left his strength, and immediately fully displayed the power of this swordsmanship, following him like a shadow, still pressing the chalcedony sword to death, making it difficult for the chalcedony sword to move an inch.

Fang Xiaowu took a deep breath and shouted, "Okay!"

Between the lightning and the fire, his wrist trembled, and he turned the chalcedony sword three hundred times in one breath, each of which was a force of ten thousand blows, wanting to get rid of the Taikang sword.

At the same time, the Taikang Sword also turned instantaneously in the hands of the Cangshu Daoist, but no matter how it turned, the Taikang Sword always maintained the appearance of suppressing the Chalcedony Sword.

Suddenly, there was a "sonorous" sound, and the chalcedony sword and the Taikang sword were staggered by an inch between suppressing and being suppressed, and sparks flew everywhere, thrilling.

"Open!"

Fang Xiaowu roared lightly, and walked five steps under his feet, and actually took the Cangshu Daoist five steps with him, but what was shocking was that no matter what state the Cangshu Daoist was in, the Taikang Sword in his hand always suppressed the Chalcedony Sword.

The martial saint on the sidelines saw this, although he didn't understand the reason, but he was sweating on his back when he saw it.

He vaguely felt that this kind of competition was not so much a sword-to-sword contest as a man-to-man duel.

Fang Xiaowu walked fifty steps in one go, and he had traveled all over the south, east, west, and north, but there was no way to get rid of the suppression of the Cangshu Daoist.

And at this time, under his urging, the chalcedony sword actually exerted forty percent of its strength.

But he was still able to maintain a strong spiritual power, and he did not appear to be inferior to the Atractylodes Daoist because of his excessive physical exertion.

It seems that after he was sucked out of his whole body's vitality last time, he sucked it back again, and the benefits were far beyond his original expectations.

This degree of change, from a martial arts point of view, is a kind of "easy tendon washing".

From the perspective of "Tao", only by being willing to lose and emptying oneself can we appreciate the breadth and profundity of "Tao".

After Fang Xiaowu walked another thirty steps, he always felt that his strength was a little worse, and with his current momentum, no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to increase the strength of the Chalcedony Sword any further.

It's like being stuck somewhere, you can't go up and down, you can't get down, you can only waste your strength in vain.

The face of the Cangshu Taoist remained the same, so calm that he didn't look like a human being, but like a statue in the temple.

After a while, Fang Xiaowu felt a sense of helplessness as much as he could.

Just as he was about to give up or become the strongest player, all of a sudden, he thought of some of the things that the flying feather boy had said to him.

The Flying Feather Boy once relayed to him the words of a senior who didn't know which one, saying that the highest realm of martial arts was the realm of empty martial arts.

The realm of empty martial arts is the absence of martial arts, no strength, no energy, and complete emptiness.

However, if a person really wants to reach the realm of empty martial arts, a person's throw, a raise of his hand, will make the opponent feel like he is empty, let alone make a move, he will not even have the idea of making a move, and it is completely useless!