Chapter Seventy-Three: Turning into a Sword!

Sword Qi is rampant!

Fang Cai's Sword Pavilion disciple was also dizzy by Fang Cun's anger, and coupled with the influence of Xiaoyaozi, he wanted to completely restrain Fang Cun's sword technique and let out a good breath.

Now seeing that the situation is not right, and there is Li Shenzhou's reminder, he suddenly didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and no longer compared swordsmanship with Fang Cun, and completely burst out the strength of the ground level with a change of hand, and the terrifying sword aura swept out, and the shot was a range of killing.

I have to say that Li Shenzhou's idea is good, but unfortunately he is still a little underestimated after all.

If you come up and play like this, I'm afraid that Fang Cun will not have the opportunity to refine the sword intent at all, not to mention that it will be impossible to win, at least it will be extremely difficult to play, and even expose a lot of hole cards.

It's just that by now, it's too late.

Holding the broken sword in his hand, Fang Cun stomped on his feet, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, and a sharp sword qi condensed like strength, turned into a point, and slashed towards the weakest position in the sword qi in the sky.

There is no flashy ultimate, and there is no weird and tricky angle, however, it was this seemingly fool-like head that crashed into the sword qi, but it was like a needle piercing a balloon, and in one blow, it forcibly tore open the big net woven by the opponent with the sword qi and fell down fiercely.

"Bell!"

A crisp sound of impact suddenly came to mind, but the Sword Pavilion disciple couldn't help but retreat seven or eight steps in a row, and most of the sword qi in the sky instantly dissipated.

Until this moment, he couldn't figure out why the other party was able to easily break through the blockade of the sword qi, and happened to attack at the extreme of his strength.

Such an attack is simply incredible, in fact, if it weren't for the strength of the ground level, whether it is spiritual power or physical fitness, it is far more than square inches, the sword just now, it is not a few steps back can be solved.

"Sword Intent!"

His face became extremely ugly, Li Shenzhou glanced at Xiaoyaozi with cold eyes, but he didn't say anything more after all.

Even if he had repeatedly overestimated Fang Cun's talent, it was difficult for him to convince himself that a Xuan-level kid could really comprehend the sword intent in such a short period of time and truly form his own sword intent.

This is simply unimaginable, you must know that even if it is a disciple of the ground level, there are very few people who can understand the sword intent, and even more people, who have cultivated to the peak of the ground level, do not understand what the sword intent is at all, let alone comprehend their own sword intent.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that a Xuan-level kid could really form a sword intent?

Also, how could this damn Xiaoyaozi dare to teach him sword intent in this way of preaching with such confidence?

Of course, it's more jealousy, such a disciple is simply a genius in the Heavenly Ranks, if he can be born in the Sword Pavilion, if he is said to be the top existence in the Heavenly Rank!

No matter what Li Shenzhou thought in his heart, the battle on Fang Cun's side did not stop for a moment.

With one successful blow, Fang Cun was even more imposing, not giving the other party the slightest chance to react, the sword momentum was endless, like a river, the first sword hit the weakest point of the opponent's sword momentum, and more than 20 swords were issued in one breath, directly suppressing the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and it was hard not to release even a complete sword technique.

The sword intent continues!

seized the first hand, Fang Cun was like a dragon entering the sea, one sword after another, the more refreshing it became, and the understanding of sword intent became more and more profound.

Sword skills, in fact, to put it bluntly, are themselves a simplification of sword intent, in order to burst out the most aggressive side of sword intent.

For ordinary people, it is naturally extremely powerful, but once faced with a strong person who understands the sword intent, there are too many flaws.

It is not an exaggeration to say that once the first hand is taken, the strong person with the enlightened sword intent can even suppress the opponent forcefully, so that most sword skills have no chance to release at all.

Of course, this is only in theory, in reality, people who can understand the sword intent are at least already the top powerhouses in the earth level!

Now that Fang Cun is weak and strong, this is really a little bit of digging out the wonderful use of sword intent, and the Sword Pavilion disciple who was forced to suppress with continuous sword intent has no power to fight back.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was too much higher, he would have died no longer knowing how many times.

"Ahh

A hysterical roar came out of his throat, but the disciple of the Sword Pavilion had already been driven crazy, and he had already forgotten everything, and he took a sword from Fang Cun in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fought with Fang Cun at the cost of life and death.

"Turning blood into a sword, sword evil!"

A puff of blood mist suddenly burst out from his body, and the Sword Pavilion disciple had already turned into a bloody man, with a hint of beast-like ferociousness in his eyes, and the whole person was shrouded in a blood-colored sword demon, as if the whole person had turned into an extremely sharp sword.

Transform yourself into a sword!

At this moment, Fang Cun's eyes finally showed a trace of solemnity.

In the previous life, the old man had warned Fang Cun that once he met a master who could transform into a sword, he must be careful and never face him head-on.

Of course, at that time, Fang Cun was only an acquired strength, far from being able to compare with now, but the old man's words, Fang Cun was firmly in mind.

In the previous life, except for the old man, who didn't know the depth of his strength at all, Fang Cun had never encountered a master who could transform into a sword.

And at this moment, this Sword Pavilion disciple was desperate to the death, but he did this by force, which suddenly made Fang Cun's heart sink and stare at the other party.

In fact, almost at the same time, the wine god Xiaoyaozi and Li Shenzhou also showed a trace of emotion in their eyes at the same time, and turned their attention to this side.

"With his body turned into a sword, hey, with his strength, he will cut off all life, and he can produce up to three swords, and it is irreversible! Looking at the Sword Pavilion disciple with cold eyes, Xiaoyaozi said lightly and sarcastically.

"Three swords, it's enough!" There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and Li Shenzhou slowly spoke, "If you kill your newly recruited disciple, it will be cost-effective." ”

"You are looking for death!" Speaking of this, Xiaoyaozi's eyes suddenly revealed a murderous intent that could not be concealed, and the long sword on his back trembled slightly, and he could launch a thunderous blow at any time.

"Why can't you afford to lose?" There was a burst of joy in his heart, Li Shenzhou sneered and sneered, "Don't worry, although I am not as good as you, I still have the ability to hold you back for a while." Don't even think of interfering until this battle is over!"

In an instant, Xiaoyaozi's body suddenly burst into a shocking sword intent, and he looked at Li Shenzhou word by word and said, "I swear, if Fang Cun falls, I will uproot your Sword Pavilion, and the chicken and dog will not be left!"

ps: In the last few days, it should have been two shifts a day!

Well, it will be pushed next week, so it will continue to break out from the weekend, and then after the 1st is put on the shelves, it will continue to break out!