Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

“The Demon Slayer of the Dayan Saint Sect defeated the prince of the Wandao Emperor Sect, which is really a surprise.

When Fang Lintian returned to the Central Region team, the monks who were watching suddenly exploded.

Because compared to Yang Yu of the Dayan Saint Sect, whose reputation is not that prominent, Fang Lintian, the prince of the Wandao Emperor Sect, can be said to be in the spotlight.

Entering Taoism in the Five Elements, cultivating the Five Elements secrets of the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Sect, and becoming a contemporary prince. These are enough to show how terrifying his talent is and how powerful his cultivation is.

But such a brilliant figure was defeated.

Even though he had the power of Chaos Divine Light, Small Five Elements Hunyuan Divine Thunder, and Ten Thousand Dao Imperial Swords all in one person, he still lost to the Demon Slayer of the Dayan Saint Sect.

Such an unexpected scene made many monks unable to accept it for a while.

It wasn't until Yang Yu calmly returned to the team in the Western Region that everyone truly realized how powerful this low-key and peaceful Dayan Saint Sect Demon Slayer was.

That is a dazzling golden body that none of the princes from all over the world can break!

Lu Ya did not look at Yang Yu, but looked at Fang Lintian with great interest, who looked as normal even though he was defeated.

He was extremely curious about the small Five Elements Hunyuan Divine Thunder and the final Chaos Divine Light that Fang Lintian had previously used.

Especially the chaotic divine light that is finally fused with the energy of the five elements has the effect of dissolving everything and restraining the five elements.

This made Lu Ya couldn't help but think of the five-color divine light in the hands of the Taoist Kong Xuan in the myth of his previous life, which was said to be "unfamiliar with everything and unbreakable with everything".

In myths and legends, Taoist Kong Xuan's five-color divine light was swept away, but even Jiang Ziya's magic whip, Taoist Ran Deng's Dinghai Pearl, and Purple Gold Bowl were all swept away.

With such a great magical power, Lu Ya was actually seeing a very similar magical power at this moment. How could he not be moved by it?

‘If I can find a way to analyze and learn the basics of this Chaos Divine Light, coupled with my own accumulation and efforts, maybe I can realize the true five-color Divine Light. ’

Thinking of this, Lu Ya looked at Fang Lintian with slightly hot eyes. He couldn't wait to fight Fang Lintian in order to realize the power of his chaotic divine light.

It's just not the time yet.

Lu Ya withdrew his gaze and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"It's Princess Wandao's turn."

Jiang Daoying glanced at Lu Ya strangely. Lu Ya's ups and downs in his mind were naturally not hidden from his perception.

It's just that he just thought that Lu Ya was a little itchy after seeing the fight between Yang Yu and the two, so he didn't think much about it.

After being reminded by Jiang Daoying, Lu Ya immediately calmed down and looked towards the direction of the Zhongyu team.

I saw the graceful woman whose face was covered by gauze in the Central Domain team, slowly walking into the field at this moment.

According to the order of the battles in East, West, South, and North, Fang Qingwu should be fighting against Yang Yu from the Western Region at this moment, but because Yang Yu had just fought against the Central Region, he could only postpone it to the Southern Region.

In the Southern Territory, Jiang Daoying had to fight before Lu Ya, so this battle was between Jiang Daoying and Fang Qingwu.

"Brother Lu, I'm on board."

Jiang Daoying saw Fang Qingwu's eyes, said something to Lu Ya, and stepped out immediately.

"Go ahead and don't be careless."

Seeing this, Lu Ya warned.

Compared to Prince Wandao, Princess Fang Qingwu is much more mysterious.

Regarding the techniques practiced by Wandao Princess and the spells she is good at, it is all a mist, and even her appearance is covered by a gauze that blocks the prying eyes of her spiritual consciousness.

For Princess Wandao, it seems that there is only one piece of information that she is the sister of Prince Wandao.

As for the rest, I don't know at all.

Lu Ya looked at the Wandao Princess in the field. This person gave him the feeling of watching flowers in the mist or watching the moon in the water.

Not real, not reachable.

Just when Lu Ya was observing carefully, Jiang Daoying and Fang Qingwu had already greeted each other.

As Fang Qingwu's words fell, a clear sword sound rose into the sky.

Jiang Daoying drew his sword in his hand, and the sharp sword intent almost burst out. Then the sword light appeared under his feet, and his whole person disappeared in an instant.

At the moment the battle started, Jiang Daoying had no reservations and was killing Fang Qingwu.

Because for monks like Jiang Daoying who had already taken action with all their strength, Fang Qingwu was still shrouded in mystery.

The battle between the two is inherently unequal.

Fang Qingwu knew Jiang Daoying's various methods, but Jiang Daoying knew nothing about Fang Qingwu.

Therefore, facing the unknown Fang Qingwu, Jiang Daoying launched an all-out countermeasure from the beginning, which was indeed the best choice at this moment.

When it comes to killing and conquering, sword cultivators will always be in the first echelon.

A dazzling sword light suddenly appeared, and the next moment Jiang Daoying had arrived in front of Fang Qingwu with the sword energy soaring to the sky.

With a dazzling and sharp sword light, the long sword slashed unceremoniously towards Fang Qingwu's neck.

Clang! ! !

A sword cry burst out, and then thousands of echoes fell.

This single sword attack has already stimulated Jiang Daoying's own killing power of sword to the extreme.

Facing this sword that was several times more powerful than thunder and lightning, even the mysterious Fang Qingwu had to get out of the way at this moment.

But facing Jiang Daoying's sword, simply avoiding it is tantamount to whims.

So, in front of everyone, Fang Qingwu held her jade hand out of thin air, and a long knife as long and narrow as a willow leaf appeared in her palm, which she held firmly.

This knife is nearly three feet long and looks very delicate overall.

The spine of the knife is like a crescent moon, and the blade is only a thin line, like a willow leaf, a black eyebrow, and a clear spring.

At the handle of the knife is a round and translucent white gemstone.

This gem is embellished on this long knife, adding a touch of softness to this long knife.

Fang Qingwu held the sword and faced Jiang Daoying's sword edge diagonally.

Knives and swords passed by each other.

One is as simple and ordinary as a young man from a small town, and the other is as elegant and dignified as a princess from the imperial capital.

Jiang Daoying and Fang Qingwu looked at each other across the sword, but one was rushing forward and the other was retreating.

Knives and swords intertwined, and the blades crossed the blades, making a harsh sound.

A series of sparks flew up from where the blades met.

What splashed along with it was still chaotic sword energy and sword energy.

The chaotic sword energy under the blue starry sky actually has a dreamlike beauty.

And in the middle of the azure sword energy, Jiang Daoying, who was dressed in white and snowy, once again waved the long sword in his hand, rolled up the chaotic sword energy together with the starry sky, and slashed at Fang Qingwu again.

The ordinary sword blade swept the entire starry sky at this moment. The surging sword energy roared like a dragon and instantly caught up with Fang Qingwu who was retreating gracefully.

A sword fell!

Fang Qingwu's beautiful eyes suddenly tightened, and she immediately made a hand in front of her with one hand, her magic power flashed, and a hundred-foot-tall fairy statue appeared behind her.

Then, Fa Xiang stretched out a pair of jade hands and grabbed Jiang Daoying and the long sword dragon with the force of catching a dragon.

hiss!

Under the control of Jiang Daoying, the sword energy dragon turned its head and rushed towards the hundred-foot-long fairy Dharma image behind Fang Qingwu.

The sword struck down, and Jiang Daoying didn't even look at the result. The sword light under his feet flickered again, and the man disappeared from the spot.

With Jiang Daoying's attainments in swordsmanship, his swordsmanship practice has reached the pinnacle among all the monks in this Immortal Sect Competition.

With every move, the killing power is terrifyingly powerful.

The sword step fell, and Jiang Daoying appeared beside Fang Qingwu. The sword in his hand still did not change its intention, pointing directly at Fang Qingwu's neck.

There is no fancy sword aura accompanying this sword, it is just such an ordinary horizontal slash.

But it made Fang Qingwu's outer consciousness sting, and a strong death threat emerged from the bottom of her heart.

This sword is unstoppable!

But when Fang Qingwu was about to escape, she found that her whole body was already as hard as fine iron.

Use the power of the sword to block it, use the intention of the sword to cut off the spiritual consciousness, and use the body of the sword to cut off the physical body.

This sword is Jiang Daoying's ultimate killing sword.

Just when his sword fell, a silver bell-like chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears.

With the laughter echoing in his ears, Jiang Daoying was slightly startled, and then he realized that everything in front of him had changed.

Fang Qingwu in front of him has disappeared. He is now in a white world, and even the sword in his hand has disappeared.

"Illusion? Or soul attack?"

Jiang Daoying is a true disciple of the Immortal Sect and has rich experience. Naturally, he knew that he had been attacked by Fang Qingwu's consciousness.

In the face of this kind of attack, the most direct way to break the situation is to break the illusion.

After thinking this, Jiang Daoying casually held his hand, and an ordinary long sword appeared in his hand again.

This sword was held in Jiang Daoying's hand, and he immediately let out a crisp sword roar, as if cheering.

This is the spirit of the sword in Jiang Daoying's hand. It is usually warm and nourished in his sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, Jiang Daoying fell into an illusion, and the sword spirit naturally appeared in the illusion.

When Jiang Daoying was holding the sword spirit, Fang Qingwu's figure slowly emerged not far in front of him like water waves.

She looked at Jiang Daoying without making any move.

But Jiang Daoying suddenly slashed forward with his sword. There was nothing in front of him, but the huge force coming from the sword in his hand clearly told Jiang Daoying what he had hit.

With one slash of the sword, Jiang Daoying's long sword danced into a ball, firmly protecting his whole body.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

A louder explosion echoed in the white space, and along with it were sword energy shooting out one after another.

But even though Jiang Daoying's sword energy was as crazy as it was, he still didn't break through this vast white space.

The invisible continuous attacks were scattered by Jiang Daoying. The next moment, countless sword shadows burst out around Jiang Daoying. The sword shadows rotated rapidly around him, and then shot out in all directions with him as the center.

The vast amount of sword energy filled this space, seemingly endless, and wanted to cleanse the entire world.

This is one of the supreme sword scriptures of Tianjian Peak: Infinite Sword Qi.

The sword energy washed every corner of this space, leaving no gaps untouched.

But the sword energy destroyed quickly, and the space was repaired even faster under Fang Qingwu's control.

Just after the sword energy passed, the repair was completed in the next moment.

This cycle goes on and on, and this space still shows no signs of collapse.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, why bother working in vain? If you could break through the illusion I set up, you would have broken through long ago, right?"

Suddenly, Fang Qingwu's voice echoed in the space.

The sound came from all directions, making Jiang Daoying unable to identify Fang Qingwu's specific location.

Hearing the sound of Fang Qingwu, Jiang Daoying suddenly sheathed his sword in front of him, closed his eyes and concentrated.

Since quantity cannot break the situation, then quality can break the situation.

As a swordsman who has practiced swordsmanship for many years, Jiang Daoying absolutely believes in the sword in his hand.

The sword spirit in Jiang Daoying's hand began to glow brightly, and the sound of the sword began to sound.

With the continuous infusion of Jiang Daoying's spiritual consciousness, the luster of the sword spirit became brighter and the sword's cry became louder and louder.

Until a certain moment, the sword spirit in Jiang Daoying's hand could no longer be seen clearly, and was replaced by a light like the scorching sun. He looked forward and said, "If you take my sword, it doesn't matter if I admit defeat."

Before Fang Qingwu could respond, Jiang Daoying pointed the two index fingers of his left hand together to form a sword and brushed it against the Sword Spirit Sword.

With this touch, the sword spirit sword flew out without even the slightest bend, flying straight in the direction of Jiang Daoying's finger.

Outside this space, Fang Qingwu's pupils tightened because Jiang Daoying's sword was pointed directly at her Nascent Soul.

Logically speaking, Jiang Daoying's consciousness was blocked by interference and he should not be able to find her location.

But at this moment, he was actually controlling his sword, pointing directly at her location.

Guess? Or just lucky?

It no longer mattered what it was. In the flash of lightning, Fang Qingwu didn't have much time to think.

If she couldn't avoid this sword, she would be defeated.

She is the only one left in the Central Territory. If she loses again, then the Central Territory will become the third person to be eliminated in the Immortal Sect Competition this time, following the Eastern Territory and the Northern Territory.

She couldn't accept this situation.

As a result, Fang Qingwu's Nascent Soul suddenly sealed the seal, and the complicated seal was completed in an instant. The next moment, her Nascent Soul's body suddenly disappeared on the spot.

laugh!

The moment Fang Qingwu disappeared, a dazzling sword light crashed through her original location.

If he were any slower, I am afraid that not only Fang Qingwu would be unable to dodge, but even Nascent Soul would be severely injured, and might even lose his soul.

Fortunately, this space was created by Fang Qingwu. In this space, she had the highest control, which also allowed her to avoid this fatal sword.

Outside, the audience on the sidelines looked at the still two people and talked a lot.

"What's going on? Why is the sword cultivator from Wulianghaiya not moving?"

"Yes, as long as the sword is cut down by three points, the princess in the Central Region will definitely lose."

"Can't you see it? The princess of the Wandao Emperor Sect has obviously dragged Jiang Daoying into the battlefield of spiritual consciousness. Perhaps the two of them will not take action until the outcome of the battle of spiritual consciousness comes out."

"The battle of spiritual consciousness is much more dangerous than it is now. After all, it is where the Nascent Soul and Soul reside. The life-saving jade talisman cannot protect it. If you are not careful, you may be in danger of death."

"Look, there's movement!"

With a falling sound, Jiang Daoying suddenly trembled on the battlefield, and then swung the sword in his hand with great difficulty and slashed towards Fang Qingwu's neck.

On the contrary, Fang Qingwu's body was like a butterfly, and he flashed under Jiang Daoying's sword in a blink of an eye. The long knife like a willow leaf in his hand drew a graceful arc and landed in front of Jiang Daoying's eyebrows. .

Only then did Jiang Daoying's eyes regain their luster, but it was already too late.