Chapter 218 Awakening, Heavenly Sword Technique
Seeing Fan Qinghui fainted on the ground, Song Que's eyes were a little complicated.
However, he returned to normal in an instant, his eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of ripples.
After he knew that Fan Qinghui was just playing around, Fan Qinghui was already a passer-by in life, worse than a stranger.
He is a majestic Heavenly Sword, the leader of the Song Dynasty, he has his own pride, he can afford it, and he can put it down!
He just begged Fang Yu to let Fan Qinghui go, for the sake of the husband and wife's favor for a night and a hundred days.
Originally he didn't intend to hit her.
After all, no matter what Fan Qinghui said, she was still the woman he once truly loved.
But Fan Qinghui, an old woman, is too self-righteous. She just kidnapped him out of righteousness.
Dayi failed to kidnap him, and wanted to seduce him with "beauty"!
He is no longer the boy he once was.
Although he looks very young now, his actual age is already over 40 years old, and he has long been indifferent to things like love and love.
Besides, Fan Qinghui's current appearance made him feel a little off-putting. How could he drag Song Clan into the endless abyss for her!
Shaking his head, Song Que turned around and walked towards Xi Zhicai and the other two, without paying any more attention to Fan Qinghui.
He has been extremely kind and righteous to Fan Qinghui.
If any other woman had dared to play with him and treat him as a pawn, he would have torn that woman into pieces long ago!
The other side.
Evil King Shi Zhixuan looked at Fan Qinghui who fainted, his expression changing.
During his time with Li Xiao, he also heard the rumors in the Sui Dynasty.
Originally, he thought that he accidentally beat his wife to death, and he has been living with guilt these years.
But I didn't expect that what happened back then turned out to be a conspiracy.
In order to destroy his Taoist heart, his wife deliberately angered him and asked him to beat him to death.
The culprit of all this is Cihang Jingzhai.
Even when he thought about it, it was possible that Fan Qinghui had forced his wife to do that.
After all, his wife is gentle and kind, and loves him so much that she will never betray him!
Shi Zhixuan knew at that time that his wife was just a pawn to help Fan Qinghui clear all obstacles and was her cauldron. He was very angry.
At that time, he wished he could immediately kill the God on the Peak, destroy Cihang Jingzhai, and avenge his wife!
When he saw Fan Qinghui turning into this ghostly appearance just now, he felt very relieved.
He knew that Fan Qinghui, an old woman, cared very much about her appearance. Now that she has become an old woman in her seventies, this is simply more uncomfortable than killing her.
Originally, he wanted to take revenge on Fan Qinghui, but when he saw that she had become a useless person, he did not bother to take action against her again.
In his opinion, letting Fan Qinghui live with her old face in the world is the cruelest revenge on her!
……
In the sky.
Fang Yu sat cross-legged motionless on a huge purple lotus.
He has a majestic appearance, with shiny black shoulder-length hair blowing in the wind, his clothes flying in the air, and his unparalleled elegance.
at this time.
Fang Yu’s soul has been sucked into the boundless world of the brain.
He "saw" an illusory, mysterious figure with a blurry face right in front of him, practicing a set of sword skills.
This illusory and mysterious figure was practicing the "Eight Styles of the Heavenly Sword" that he had just stolen from Song Que.
To be precise, it should be "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword".
Boom, boom, boom~
In the boundless world of the brain, swords flashed across the sky, and there were bursts of roars.
At the beginning.
The "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword" practiced by Mysterious Phantom is still relatively unfamiliar and rough!
But as time goes by, it gradually becomes mellower.
In the brain world, there is no concept of time.
It seems like a moment has passed, and it seems like a year has passed, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years...
I don’t know how long it has passed.
Fang Yu’s illusory soul saw the mysterious shadow and finally practiced the "Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword" to a perfect state.
"Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword" was picked up by the mysterious phantom, and every sword and style exudes infinite power.
He saw that the "Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword" performed by the mysterious phantom were more subtle and more powerful than those performed by Song Que.
After the mysterious shadow had perfected the Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword, he was still practicing.
But Fang Yu discovered that the illusory sword in the hands of the mysterious shadow turned into a sword.
What he practiced was no longer the "Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword", but a set of swordsmanship that was somewhat similar to the "Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword".
This set of sword techniques has a total of ninety moves, which is the same number as Song Que's "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword".
With the passage of time, the swordsmanship in the hands of the mysterious phantom slowly became mellowed.
I don’t know how long it took, but the set of swordsmanship evolved from the "Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword" was practiced to perfection by Xuying.
But...
The mysterious shadow still did not stop.
Fang Yu is like a spectator.
He watched the mysterious phantom in his mental world, practicing the mysterious sword technique over and over again.
Every time the mysterious sword technique with a total of ninety moves is practiced, a few moves will be reduced.
Although the sword moves have decreased, their power has become stronger and stronger.
To be precise, it is not reduced, but merged by the mysterious shadow.
Eighty moves.
Seventy strokes.
…
One move.
I don’t know how long it took, but Fang Yu discovered that ninety sword moves were merged into one move by a mysterious phantom. Just then.
The mysterious shadow suddenly stopped. He held the illusory sword in his hands and raised it above his head.
The next moment, a ten-foot-long bright purple sword light shot out from the sword blade.
Immediately afterwards, the purple sword light surged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, this purple sword light suddenly grew to more than a hundred feet long, exuding a sharp and supreme aura that could destroy everything.
The extremely bright purple sword light instantly illuminated the gray brain space.
Bang~
The next moment, Fang Yu saw the mysterious shadow and the bright sword light above his head suddenly explode, turning into countless purple light spots.
This point of light rushed toward him.
Just when the light point sank into his body.
Countless insights about that mysterious sword technique poured into Fang Yu's mind.
Fang Yu's illusory soul sat cross-legged in his brain, like a sponge, greedily absorbing the insights about that mysterious sword technique.
His understanding of the mysterious swordsmanship improved like lightning.
The world in Fang Yu’s mind seems to have passed thousands or tens of thousands of years.
But the reality only passed less than a moment.
Outside, in the sky.
Fang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the purple lotus, suddenly trembled slightly.
The next moment, his body broke through and emitted terrifying sword energy.
Suddenly, the surrounding space was distorted.
Swish, swish, swish~
The top ten demon generals who helped Fang Yu protect the law naturally felt the changes in Fang Yu for the first time, and they all turned to look at Fang Yu, who was guarded by them in the middle.
Li Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly: "What a terrifying sword energy. What level of swordsmanship does the master understand?"
At this time, Fang Yu felt like a sword to Li Xiao and other demon generals. A heavenly sword that can destroy everything!
On the ground.
Song Que looked at the sword energy emanating from Fang Yu and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you going to wake up?"
"Such a terrifying sword energy. Could it be that Brother Fang has understood a trick?" Swordsmanship?”
Then, there was some confusion on his face. He always felt that the sword energy emanating from Fang Yu was somewhat similar to his "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword".
Shua~
At this moment, Fang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the purple lotus, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a small purple energy sword in his eyes.
He blinked, and the purple sword in his eyes disappeared instantly.
Fang Yu stood up slowly, and the strength holding him up dissipated instantly.
Fang Yu secretly thanked the Hongmeng tree in his heart: "Master Shu, thank you!"
He knew that the power that supported him just now was radiated by the Hongmeng tree.
The Hongmeng tree is protecting the Lord.
If it were not for the power of the Hongmeng tree to hold him up, he might have fallen from the sky when he fell into enlightenment.
Seeing Fang Yu wake up, Li Xiao and other ten demon generals knelt on one knee in the air and saluted: "Greetings to the master!"
Fang Yu glanced at the top ten demon generals and nodded with satisfaction: "Get up, I am very satisfied with your performance this time."
"After this matter is over, I will tell you You will be rewarded based on your merits!”
He had just fallen into an epiphany and was in a state of defenselessness.
But the Hongmeng Tree is protecting him. If demon generals like Li Xiao take the opportunity to kill their masters, he believes that the Hongmeng Tree will definitely remind him.
Even, even if the Hongmeng tree didn't remind him, he could still sense it.
A thought could obliterate them all if he were awakened.
Li Xiao was very satisfied with the performance of these ten demon generals, and they actually knew how to protect him.
Fang Yu was also sighing in his heart at the power of the [Zhuxian Demon Weapon Tower].
He was sure that if Li Xiao and other demon generals had not been affected by the [Zhuxian Demon Soldier Tower], they would have taken the opportunity to attack him just now!
Li Xiao and the ten demon generals stood up and said quickly: "Master, we don't dare to take credit. This is what we should do!"
Fang Yu said lightly: "I always know rewards and punishments, go down and do your work!"
The ten demon generals bowed respectfully to Fang Yu, and then flew towards the city wall.
Fang Yu thought.
A virtual light curtain that only he could see instantly appeared in front of his eyes.
[Name]: Fang Yu.
[Race]: Human race.
[Qualification]: Ninth Grade (unknown information, tentatively designated as Ninth Grade).
[Kung Fu]: Hongmeng Ten Thousand Dao Sutra (ninth grade).
[Realm]: Ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm.
[Skills]: Hongmeng Sword Sutra [9th level, sword drawing skills (9th level, perfect), Ten thousand swords returning to the clan (9th level, perfect), sword control skills (9th level, perfect), unnamed (9th level, perfect) Product, perfection)】.
Fang Yu nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the "Hongmeng Sword Sutra" in the "Skills" column on his "Personal" attribute panel added an unnamed ninth-grade sword technique.
This unnamed sword technique is exactly what he gained from his sudden enlightenment.
Only a quarter of an hour seemed to have passed to the outside world, but Fang Yu felt that it took him hundreds or thousands of years in the brain world to comprehend this powerful sword technique.
Fang Yu pondered for a moment and murmured softly: "Since this sword technique was learned from the "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword", let's call it "The Art of Heavenly Sword"!"
His As soon as the voice fell, in the skill column on the [Personal] attribute panel floating in front of him, the sword technique that showed "Unnamed" instantly changed to "Sky Sword Technique".
This style of swordsmanship was born out of Song Que's "Nine Styles of Heavenly Sword". It is very reasonable to call it "Swordsman of Heaven" and there is nothing wrong with it!
Shaking his head, Fang Yu closed the personal attributes panel and flew towards Xi Zhicai and others.
(End of this chapter)