: The Amazing 32 Swords!

Upon hearing Fang Wang's words, Zhou Xue immediately said to Zhou Xingshi, "Carry him on your back, I'll protect you. Let's go!"

"But……"

Zhou Xingshi hesitated; his goal was to protect Fang Wang, not Fang Hanyu.

"Don't worry, he's very strong. Hurry up and don't drag him down!" Zhou Xue said in a deep voice, her tone somewhat impatient.

Urged on by her, Zhou Xingshi had no choice but to carry Fang Hanyu on his back, and the two rushed into the woods and quickly disappeared.

The middle-aged man standing next to the red sedan chair immediately waved his hand, and a dozen or so disciples of Qingchan Valley immediately chased after Zhou Xue and her companion.

Fang Wang raised his left hand, held it horizontally in front of him, with his index and middle fingers together. In an instant, three sword shapes condensed around him, and he immediately attacked the group of Qingchan Valley disciples.

The sword energy pierced the air at an extremely fast speed!

The Qingchan Valley disciples' expressions changed drastically. Those above the seventh level of the Qi Cultivation Realm dodged, while those below the seventh level had their throats pierced by the sword energy, their blood splattering across the sky. The remaining disciples tried to dodge, but their speed was no match for the Amazing Divine Sword Technique.

In less than three breaths, more than a dozen disciples of Qingchan Valley who were at the Qi Nourishing Realm died suddenly, their bodies falling to the ground.

Fang Wang's gaze remained fixed on the red sedan chair atop the Gu worms. He thought to himself with disdain, "The demonic path is indeed the demonic path. They watch their fellow disciples die tragically, yet they remain seated and unmoved."

The middle-aged man stared at Fang Wang, furious. The disciples of Qingchan Valley behind him spread out and surrounded Fang Wang, each taking out their own magical artifacts or Gu worms.

Surrounded by hundreds of Qingchan Valley disciples, Fang Wang remained calm. His goal was to restrain the enemy as much as possible.

The curtain of the red sedan chair was finally lifted, and a sinister-looking man dressed in black brocade stepped out. He had a handsome face, dark purple lips, and even dark purple eye bags. A faint aura of poison lingered between his brows, and his long hair was coiled under a crown made of the shell of a poisonous scorpion, which was extremely terrifying.

Li Hongshuang, the number one genius of Qingchan Valley, had already gained fame before entering the valley. His aura was completely different from that of other Qingchan Valley disciples.

At first glance, Fang Wang thought he was looking at an elder of Qingchan Valley.

Li Hongshuang glanced disdainfully at Fang Wang, watching the three sword shapes return to Fang Wang's back and hover there. He then asked, "The Amazing Swan Divine Sword Technique, what is your relationship with Yang Yuanzi?"

Fang Wang was wearing a bamboo hat. When he looked up, the shadow of the hat made his face look extremely cold. Fang Hanyu's miserable state made his killing intent rise.

"Is Yang Yuanzi the only one in the world who knows the Amazing Swan Sword Technique?" Fang Wang asked rhetorically.

If he didn't need to buy Zhou Xue and the other two time, he would have already made his move.

Li Hongshuang raised his right hand, and a blood-red flag flew out from above his head, quickly grew larger, and landed in his hand, taller than him.

The blood-red banner was printed with images of evil spirits, so ferocious and terrifying that they seemed to be alive, baring their fangs and claws as the banner swayed.

My natal spirit treasure!

"Since you won't tell me, then I'll force you to!"

Li Hongshuang said coldly. As he spoke, he kicked the middle-aged man next to him down. Without his command, the Gu worms under his feet immediately pounced on Fang Wang.

During the surprise attack, Li Hongshuang quickly waved the blood-red banner, and billowing blood mist emanated from it, resembling long dragons rushing towards Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's eyes narrowed, and his spiritual power erupted, condensing into sword shapes all around him.

The Amazing Divine Sword Technique, Twelve Swords!

He leaped into the air, riding his flying sword to attack the Gu worms. The twelve sword shapes attacked at an even faster speed, drawing different trajectories in the air and shattering the long dragons of blood mist.

Li Hongshuang's lips curled up as she leaped into the air, raised her left hand high, and slammed it down angrily, her spiritual energy condensing into a giant black palm that pressed down.

Fang Wang suddenly threw the Azure Lord Sword in his hand. The Azure Lord Sword transformed into a streak of azure light and sped away as fast as lightning, shattering the black giant hand. Li Hongshuang subconsciously twisted his body to dodge the Azure Lord Sword, but a strand of black hair at his temple was cut off.

"A superior magical artifact!"

A fierce glint flashed in Li Hongshuang's eyes.

He was not deterred, but continued to charge towards Fang Wang.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided head-on. Fang Wang used his fingers as swords, manipulating twelve sword shapes to launch a frenzied attack on Li Hongshuang. Li Hongshuang quickly waved her blood-red banner, blocking the twelve sword shapes while also launching her own offensive.

What a vicious poisonous gas!

Fang Wang noticed that his twelve sword shapes were shrinking after being contaminated with the poisonous mist, and that the poison could corrode his spiritual power!

Li Hongshuang's attacks were fierce; in terms of skill and speed alone, she was definitely the strongest opponent Fang Wang had ever encountered.

As the blood-red banner waved past, his left palm struck out from under the banner, aiming at Fang Wang's chest.

when!

Li Hongshuang was knocked back, and Fang Wang was also knocked back; in terms of the distance they retreated, it was hard to tell who was stronger.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Li Hongshuang frowned, his left hand trembling slightly. He immediately clenched his fist and forcibly suppressed it.

Following his gaze, Fang Wang was surrounded by a visible layer of protective energy, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

"Such domineering spiritual power!"

Fang Wang was secretly alarmed, but even more excited. He truly deserved to be the future master of the Azure Cicada Valley.

After exchanging blows, he gained a general understanding of Li Hongshuang's strength, and his killing intent, which he could no longer suppress, burst forth from his eyes.

Fang Wang raised two fingers of his right hand upwards, and the number of sword shapes behind him began to increase.

Sixteen swords!

Eighteen swords!

Twenty-two swords!

Li Hongshuang was moved, her heart filled with shock. She had a certain understanding of the Amazing Swan Divine Sword Technique, and Yang Yuanzi had not exceeded fifteen sword strikes when he was in the Spirit Shaping Realm.

He did not panic. He immediately waved his sleeve, and countless poisonous insects flew out from his sleeve, densely packed, blotting out the sky and forming a gloomy cloud above the forest.

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Fang Wang condensed twenty-seven swords in one breath, which circled around his body, causing his robes to billow violently as if they were about to shatter at any moment.

The more sword forms the Amazing Swan Divine Sword Technique has, the more it increases in quantity; the power of each sword also increases continuously. When the twenty-seven swords are unleashed, Fang Wang's sword aura reaches a terrifying level. Even the Qingchan Valley disciples watching the battle are uneasy, and some are even retreating.

Fang Wang stared at Li Hongshuang and said coldly, "If this is all you've got, then you have no future."

Upon hearing this, Li Hongshuang flew into a rage and immediately raised the blood-red banner. Blood-red lightning bolts suddenly appeared from the dark clouds where countless poisonous insects had gathered, one after another, with overwhelming power.

Formation!

……

In the woods, Zhou Xue and Zhou Xingshi moved swiftly, their path streaked with the horrifying sight of the corpses of demonic beasts and cultivators.

boom!

Hearing the deafening thunder behind him, Zhou Xingshi asked worriedly, "Can he really escape?"

That's Li Hongshuang!

Even though Fang Wang is a Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit, Li Hongshuang is at least an Earthly Yuan Treasure Spirit, and the difference in their cultivation levels is enormous.

It seems unlikely that someone at the third level of the Spirit Shaping Realm would win against someone at the ninth level, especially since the opponent is the number one genius of the Demonic Path Sect!

Zhou Xue stared ahead without turning her head and said, "Don't underestimate him. This kid always has a trump card up his sleeve. Are you sure you know all his strength? Even if he can't defeat Li Hongshuang, it won't be difficult for him to escape."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingshi felt somewhat relieved.

Yes.

He had no idea just how strong Fang Wang was.

Fang Hanyu, who was lying on Zhou Xingshi's back, remained silent, but he was also worried for Fang Wang.

……

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Bolts of lightning crashed down, ravaging the forest. One after another, the disciples of Qingchan Valley screamed as they were struck and their bodies were charred black. Of the original three or four hundred disciples, only a third remained. They all hid in the distance, watching the battlefield in fear. Li Hongshuang's giant Gu worm pressed down on a grove of trees, its body emitting smoke and wisps of blood mist spreading around, adding to the oppressive atmosphere of the battlefield.

This lightning is not Li Hongshuang's formation!

After her hair ornament fell off, Li Hongshuang, her hair disheveled, glared at Fang Wang through gritted teeth and said in a cold voice, "Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique, who exactly are you? Could you be Lu Yuanjun?"

Fang Wang raised the Qingjun Sword high, its tip pointing to the center of the thunderclouds in the sky. Twenty-seven sword shapes circled around him. At this moment, his aura reached its peak, and he was invincible.

Fang Wang scoffed, "Who does Lu Yuanjun think he is!"

He suddenly sheathed his sword and transformed into a white rainbow as he charged toward Li Hongshuang.

The White Rainbow Escape Technique isn't just for escaping!

Enraged, Li Hongshuang charged forward, holding a blood-red banner in her left hand and a long sword in her right.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could not allow himself to fail!

Clang!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying. The two men locked eyes, both filled with fierce killing intent. Almost instantly, they attacked simultaneously, their magical weapons moving so fast they left afterimages.

The Twenty-Seven Swords of the Amazing Swan Divine Sword Technique followed Fang Wang's movements, attacking Li Hongshuang from all directions. Li Hongshuang used wide and powerful moves, her blood-red banner waving as she blocked the Twenty-Seven Swords. She then unleashed a set of fierce sword techniques with her longsword, facing Fang Wang with one hand.

The billowing blood mist continued to spread, and the two figures kept intersecting, fighting from the sky to the ground, their footsteps scraping the ground and kicking up sand and stones.

This scene chilled the surviving disciples of Qingchan Valley to the bone.

"How is this possible! Senior Brother Li couldn't even defeat him!"

"Just who is he?"

"It must be someone from the Taiyuan Sect. Otherwise, why would he save that Taiyuan Sect disciple? I never expected that the Taiyuan Sect would have such a powerful figure."

"Did you hear what Senior Brother Li said earlier? The Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique and the Startling Divine Sword Art are both unique skills of the Taiyuan Sect. Mastering either one and achieving great mastery would allow one to dominate the Great Qi. I never expected that a disciple would possess two of these unique skills!"

"Could this person be the chief disciple of the Taiyuan Sect's single branch?"

Fang Wang and Li Hongshuang no longer cared about listening to the disciples' discussions; they only had one thought in their minds: to kill each other.

Fang Wang wanted to avenge Fang Hanyu, while Li Hongshuang was fighting for her own pride!

Li Hongshuang swung her sword fiercely, unleashing a storm of sword energy mixed with deadly poison towards Fang Wang. Fang Wang used the Shadowless Step to dodge quickly, his eyes narrowing as a sword shape materialized behind him once more.

Five swords appeared at once!

Thirty-two swords!

Li Hongshuang's pupils contracted, and her face showed a look of horror. Before she could speak, the speed of the thirty-two sword-shaped figures around Fang Wang suddenly increased, and their power became even greater.

Thirty-two swords attacked Li Hongshuang relentlessly. Li Hongshuang, wielding two magical artifacts, barely managed to defend himself, but in less than three breaths, he was injured and became increasingly passive.

Fang Wang suddenly threw out the Qingjun Sword, cutting through the rolling dust, and charged straight at Li Hongshuang.

Even though he was caught off guard by the thirty-two swords, Li Hongshuang reacted very quickly. He leaned back and dodged the Qingjun sword. As soon as he stood up, the thirty-two swords attacked from all directions at the same time.

Clang!

The sword in Li Hongshuang's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and thirty-two sword shapes were seen piercing his body. Blood gushed from his body, and even a large amount of poisonous blood gushed from his mouth, which could not be stopped.

He stared intently at Fang Wang, his eyes bloodshot, and his lips trembled as he said, "Jinghong... Thirty-Two Swords... who exactly are you...?"

Poof!

Suddenly, the Azure Lord Sword struck from behind, severing his head. His head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and was stopped by Fang Wang's right foot, his eyes still wide open in anger.