Chapter 138: Body, Magic and Sword Cultivation!

He, Xia Yan, is still excusable. Why are you, Wei Han, staying here... Murong Jiu looked at the latter and said lightly, "Is there anything else?"

Only then did Wei Han wake up from a dream, and he realized that he had not completely swung to Murong Jiu's side, and he could not be considered an ally with him.

In this case, it is impossible for others to have an in-depth conversation with me.

"I took the liberty."

Wei Han handed over his hands and left the academy.

Only Xia Yan was left in the field.

"General Murong, could you please come and chat?"

Xia Yan took the initiative to propose.

Murong Jiu was a little surprised. His original intention was to let Fang Qingyang serve as the bridge of communication with Xia Yan. Both parties were in high positions and could not trust each other without reservation.

But if Fang Qingyang is involved, it will be much simpler.

But judging from Xia Yan's intentions, it seemed that he wanted to take the initiative to talk to him about something.

"please!"

Murong Jiu waved his hand and asked his servants to make tea.

The two sat opposite each other.

"As far as I know, General Murong has been investigating the secrets of Yaochi Holy Land, and this coincides with our Sword Tower. According to my sources, the secret sacrifice of Yaochi Holy Land has come to an end, and it will only last three years at most. "

Xia Yan picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

Sure enough, you are going to tell me this... Murong Jiu was a little happy, but he remained vigilant enough. The prerequisite for cooperation was that both parties were open and honest, so he said, "Everyone knows the purpose of each other. Do you want to do it for the sword?" Those geniuses in the tower seek revenge, while I want to find out the truth behind Brother Fang’s disappearance. In the final analysis, the ultimate goal points to one place, the Yaochi Holy Land!”

Behind Yaochi Holy Land is the Sword Dynasty.

It's just that Murong Jiu didn't speak clearly enough.

After all, he is still one of the three generals canonized by the Sword Dynasty. Without absolute evidence, it is not a wise move to openly confront the Sword Dynasty.

"Perhaps, it's not just Yaochi Holy Land?"

Xia Yan raised his eyes, "I know you may not trust me, but I will show my sincerity. Just watch this video!"

As he spoke, he took out an image stone and placed it in front of Murong Jiu.

After Murong Jiu looked at it, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Your people accidentally exposed their identities when rescuing Fang Hao. It was my people who rescued them. Now those two people have been moved to a safe place."

"Long before Fang Qingyang entered the Sword Dynasty, I received a request from the Seventh Branch. He asked me to protect him. At that time, I made an agreement with Fang Qingyang. When he reaches the top of the Tianjiao List, the Second Branch will become his powerful force. "

"Fang Hao is Fang Qingyang's eldest brother, and rescuing him is also one of our goals."

Xia Yan said in a deep voice, "You can doubt my purpose, but let me tell you, among the talented people who disappeared from the sword tower... there was my son."

Murong Jiu was silent. He had never heard anyone say this before.

"I have always claimed that I have no heirs, but in fact I have a son. He does not have my surname, but his mother's. He disappeared during that experience and has never been heard from again."

Xia Yan said word by word, "With such hatred, you should understand my determination."

"Okay, then let's announce to each other the clues we have."

Murong Jiu trusted Xia Yan, and the two of them could join forces with the same request.

Because the enemy is stronger than ever before!

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Fang Qingyang's consciousness is cultivating in the Dragon Emperor Sword.

He suddenly drew his sword and integrated it into the Undefeated King Fist he had cultivated before. In an instant, the void seemed to collapse and a deafening roar erupted. The world was in chaos under the attack of this terrifying sword energy.

A "power" gradually emerged from Fang Qingyang, which was the power of the Undefeated King's Fist. However, after integrating this boxing method into the Great Wilderness Divine Sword Art, the Undefeated King's Fist became the Invincible King's Fist Sword Art!

The violent suppressive power is displayed, the craziness is raging, and it is towering, like a giant mountain!

"boom!"

The void ahead was twisted and turbulent, and was smashed to pieces on the spot under the sword energy.

Fang Qingyang's power is endless, and the Great Wild God Sword Technique is more like a supreme master. No matter boxing, swordsmanship, or body skills can be integrated into it, forming Fang Qingyang's own unique swordsmanship.

Even if the final path he takes is the third cultivation of physical swordsmanship, Fang Qingyang will always take swordsmanship as the foundation. This is the meaning of practicing the Great Wilderness Sword Art!

"Very good. The tyranny of martial arts has been integrated into the way of swordsmanship to form your own unique wild swordsmanship. At this moment, you don't look like a swordsman holding a sword, but more like a barbarian holding a giant stick and full of blood!"

The middle-aged man floated in the void and said with a smile.

"However, I can also be a pure swordsman."

Fang Qingyang grinned and took action again. The difference from before was that his sword energy now became sharp, pure, and devastating.

The Great Wilderness Sword Technique combines a variety of sword techniques, showing unprecedented profundity.

After the Seven Divine Swords were unleashed, Fang Qingyang skillfully controlled the sword energy, activated his terrifying insight, and continued to strike the next blow.

"Kill the God with one sword!"

That is to say, there is no opponent in front of him. Otherwise, the opponent will feel that he is locked on the spot, and no matter which direction he dodges, he will not be able to escape.

The sword energy gradually dissipated.

Fang Qingyang looked at the huge crack in the void ahead and was very satisfied.

He can already switch between the two forms freely!

Fang Qingyang put away his sword, "Master, you said you could provide me with a cultivation environment for Dharma cultivation..."

He couldn't wait to practice magic.

"Yes, I did say that."

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed to the distance, "Do you see this towering stone pillar?"

It was one of the four stone pillars, with various totems engraved on it. Looking closely, there were five different colors, which represented five powers, which existed and restricted each other.

"He is called... the magic pillar."

The middle-aged man snapped his fingers, and the tall stone pillar suddenly burst into a roar, and the whole world began to shake.

Then, a torrent of elemental power enveloped Fang Qingyang, bringing him directly to another illusory space!

Five completely different colors filled the space, and the five elemental powers of gold, wood, water, fire and earth surrounded Fang Qingyang's body.

First it was hot!

First the flames burned, and people were deeply trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

Then there were the impact of water flow, entanglement of vines, crushing of rocks, stabbing with golden spears...

Is this the training environment for the magic cultivators? It's too outrageous... Fang Qingyang complained in his heart. He couldn't dodge and could only passively endure it.

Under the continuous tempering of the five elements, Fang Qingyang realized that the golden Yuandan in his body gradually had a huge power, which was the power of the magic cultivators.

There are three colors in the Yuandan, representing the three different paths of martial arts, swordsmanship, and magic.

If you look closely, you will find that a faint airflow is shuttling back and forth among the three colors, playing a guiding role.

And this airflow is actually a tiny phantom of a real dragon!