Chapter 24: Thirty-Two Stunning Swords

After hearing Fang Wang's words, Zhou Xue immediately said to Zhou Xingshi: "Put him on your back and I will protect you. Let's go!"

"But……"

Zhou Xingshi hesitated, his goal was to protect Fang Wang, and he didn't care about 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 a little impatient.

Zhou Xingshi was urged by her and had to carry Fang Hanyu on his back. The two of them rushed towards the woods and quickly disappeared.

The middle-aged man standing next to the red sedan immediately waved his hand, and a dozen Qingchan Valley disciples immediately chased Zhou Xue and the others.

Fang Wang raised his left hand and placed it horizontally in front of him, with his index and middle fingers standing side by side. In an instant, three sword shapes formed around his body, and he immediately attacked the Qingchan Valley disciples.

The sword energy cuts through the air at extremely fast speeds!

The expressions of the Green Cicada Valley disciples changed dramatically. The disciples above the seventh level of the Qi-nourishing Realm evaded one after another. Those below the seventh level were directly pierced by the sword energy in their throats, and blood spilled into the sky. The remaining disciples tried to dodge, but their speed was not as fast as Jinghong Shen. Sword tactics.

In less than three breaths, a dozen Qingqi-nourishing Qing Cicada Valley disciples all died suddenly, and their bodies fell down.

Fang Wang's eyes were always fixed on the red sedan chair above the Gu worm. He secretly disdained: "The devil's path is the devil's path. I can't sit still and watch my fellow disciples die miserably."

The middle-aged man stared at Fang Wang, extremely angry. The Qingchan Valley disciples behind him spread out and surrounded Fang Wang. Everyone took out their own magical weapons or Gu insects.

Surrounded by hundreds of Qingchan Valley disciples, Fang Wang didn't panic at all. What he wanted to do was to contain the enemy as much as possible.

The curtain of the red sedan finally opened, and an evil man wearing black brocade clothes walked out. He had a handsome face, dark purple lips, and even the bags under his eyes. There was a faint poisonous air lingering between his eyebrows, and his long hair was entangled in the crown of his hair. Underneath, the hair crown is made of the body of a poisonous scorpion, which is extremely terrifying.

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

The first time he saw him, Fang Wang thought he was looking at the elder of Qingchan Valley.

Li Hongshuang stared at Fang Wang, watching the three sword shapes return behind Fang Wang and stand suspended in the air. He asked: "Jinghong Divine Sword Jue, what is your relationship with Yang Yuanzi?"

Fang Wang was wearing a bamboo hat. When he looked up, the shadow of the bamboo hat made his face look extremely cold. Fang Hanyu's tragic situation made the murderous intention in his heart keep rising.

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

If he had to delay Zhou Xue and the others, he would have already taken action.

Li Hongshuang raised his right hand, and a blood-red flag flew out from above his head, quickly grew in size, and then fell into his hand, taller than his entire body.

The blood-red flag has an image of an evil ghost printed on it. It is so hideous and terrifying that it seems to be alive, baring its teeth and claws as the flag sways.

The natal treasure!

"Since you refuse to say it, I will force you to say it!"

Li Hongshuang said in a cold voice. As he spoke, he kicked the middle-aged man next to him. The Gu insect under his feet immediately pounced on Fang Wang without his instructions.

During the surprise attack, Li Hongshuang quickly waved the bloody flag, and billowing blood mist escaped, like long dragons killing in the direction.

Fang Wang's eyes condensed, and his spiritual power exploded, condensing sword shapes around his body.

Jinghong Shenjian Jue, twelve swords!

He jumped up and used his flying sword to kill the Gu worms. The twelve sword shapes struck at a faster speed, drawing different trajectories in the air and scattering the blood mist dragons head-on.

Li Hongshuang raised the corners of her mouth, jumped up, raised her left hand high, and slapped it down angrily. Her spiritual power condensed into a giant black palm and pressed down.

Fang Wang suddenly threw the Qingjun Sword in his hand, and the Qingjun Sword turned into a green rainbow and flew away as fast as lightning, shattering the black giant palm. Li Hongshuang subconsciously twisted his body to avoid the Qingjun Sword, but the hair on his temples A strand of black hair was cut off.

"High-quality magic weapon!"

Li Hongshuang's eyes flashed with sternness. He was not scared off, but continued to kill Fang Wang.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided head-on. Fang Wang used his fingers as swords and controlled the twelve sword shapes to attack Li Hongshuang crazily. Li Hongshuang quickly waved the bloody flag, resisting the twelve sword shapes and launching an offensive at the same time.

What a sinister gas!

Fang Wang noticed that his twelve sword shapes were shrinking after being contaminated by poisonous mist. The poison could corrode spiritual power!

Li Hongshuang's offensive was fierce, and she was definitely the strongest opponent Fang Wang had ever encountered in terms of physical speed.

The bloody flag waved by, and his left palm shot out from under the flag, hitting Fang Wang's chest.

when!

Li Hongshuang was knocked back, and Fang Wang was also knocked back. In terms of the distance of retreat, it was difficult to distinguish between them.

"What kind of skill is this?"

Li Hongshuang frowned, his left hand trembled slightly, he immediately made a fist and suppressed it forcefully.

Following his gaze, Fang Wang's body was surrounded by a layer of energy visible to the naked eye, causing the surrounding space to shake.

"What a domineering spiritual power!"

Fang Wang was secretly frightened, but more importantly, he was excited. He was worthy of being the future master of Qingchan Valley.

After a fight, he had a rough understanding of Li Hongshuang's strength, and murderous intent could no longer be restrained, bursting out from his eyes.

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

Sixteen swords!

Eighteen swords!

Twenty-two swords!

Li Hongshuang was moved, and a turmoil arose in his heart. He had a certain understanding of Jinghong Shenjian Jue, and Yang Yuanzi had not exceeded fifteen swords when he was in the spirit-shaping realm.

He did not panic, and immediately waved his sleeves, and countless poisonous insects flew out of his sleeves. They were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, forming an oppressive cloud over the woods.

Fang Wang condensed twenty-seven swords in one breath, and the twenty-seven swords surrounded his body, making his robe flutter violently, as if it would break at any time.

The more sword forms of the Jinghong Divine Sword Art, not only the number will increase, but the power of each sword will also continue to increase. When the twenty-seven swords came out, Fang Wang's sword power reached a frightening level. Even the Qingchan Valley disciples who were watching the battle were uneasy, and some even retreated.

Fang Wang stared at Li Hongshuang and said coldly: "If you are only this level, then you will have no future."

Li Hongshuang was furious when he heard it, and immediately raised the blood-colored flag. The dark clouds where countless poisonous insects gathered together actually burst into blood-colored lightning, one after another, with thunderous might.

Formation!

...

In the woods, Zhou Xue and Zhou Xingshi shuttled quickly, and the corpses of monsters and monks could be seen along the way, which was shocking.

Boom!

Hearing the deafening thunder behind him, Zhou Xingshi couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Can he really escape?"

That's Li Hongshuang!

Even though Fang Wang is a Tianyuan Treasure Spirit, Li Hongshuang is at least a Diyuan Treasure Spirit, and the difference in their cultivation is huge.

It's hard to see a chance of winning for a third-level Shaping Spirit Realm against a ninth-level Shaping Spirit Realm, not to mention that the opponent is the number one genius of the Demonic Sect!

Zhou Xue stared at the front and said without turning her head: "Don't underestimate him, this kid always has a trump card. Are you sure you know his full strength? Even if he can't beat Li Hongshuang, it's not difficult for him to escape."

Zhou Xingshi felt relieved when he heard it.

Yes.

He didn't know how strong Fang Wang was.

Fang Hanyu, who was lying on Zhou Xingshi's back, didn't say a word, but he was also worried about Fang Wang.

...

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Thunders came down one after another, ravaging the forest. One by one, the disciples of Qingchan Valley screamed and were burned black. There were originally three or four hundred disciples of Qingchan Valley, but now only one third remained. They all hid in the distance, looking at the battlefield in fear. Li Hongshuang's huge poisonous insect pressed down a forest, and smoke came out of her body. Wisps of blood mist filled the air, adding a depressing atmosphere to the battlefield.

This thunder was not Li Hongshuang's formation!

After the hair crown fell off, Li Hongshuang, with her hair disheveled, gritted her teeth and stared at Fang Wang, saying coldly: "Datian Yinlei Shu, who are you? Could you be Lu Yuanjun?"

Fang Wang raised the Qingjun Sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the center of the thundercloud in the sky, and twenty-seven sword shapes surrounded him. At this moment, his momentum reached its peak, and he was invincible.

Fang Wang snorted: "What is Lu Yuanjun!"

He suddenly put away his sword and turned into a white rainbow to kill Li Hongshuang.

The white rainbow escape technique may not be just for escape!

Li Hongshuang was furious, holding a bloody flag in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand as he charged forward.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he would not allow himself to fail!

Clang!

The two swords collided, sparks burst out, and the two looked at each other, with fierce killing intent in their eyes. Almost instantly, the two attacked at the same time, and the magic weapons in their hands were so fast that afterimages appeared.

The twenty-seven swords of the Jinghong Divine Sword Art followed Fang Wang and attacked Li Hongshuang from all directions. Li Hongshuang opened and closed her sword, and the bloody flag waved to resist the twenty-seven swords. The long sword in her hand performed a set of sharp sword techniques, and faced Fang Wang with one hand.

The rolling blood mist continued to spread, and the figures of the two kept intertwining, hitting from the sky to the ground, their footsteps scraping the ground, and raising flying sand and rocks.

This scene frightened the surviving disciples of Qingchan Valley.

"How is it possible! Senior Brother Li can't take him down!"

"Who is he?"

"He must be from Taiyuan Sect, otherwise why would he save that Taiyuan Sect disciple? I didn't expect that Taiyuan Sect actually has such a powerful person."

"Did you hear what Senior Brother Li said before? The Great Heaven Lightning Art and the Jinghong Divine Sword Art are all Taiyuan Sect's unique skills. If you master one of them and practice it to perfection, you can dominate Da Qi. I didn't expect that there is a disciple who has mastered two unique skills!"

"Could this person be the single-line disciple of Taiyuan Sect?"

Fang Wang and Li Hongshuang no longer cared to listen to the discussions of those disciples. They only had one thing in mind, killing each other.

Fang Wang wanted to avenge Fang Hanyu, while Li Hongshuang fought for his own pride!

Li Hongshuang swung his sword fiercely, and the sword energy like a storm and a strong poison killed Fang Wang. Fang Wang used the Absolute Shadow Step to quickly dodge. His eyes condensed, and the sword shape condensed again behind him.

Five swords appeared at once!

Thirty-two swords!

Li Hongshuang's pupils shrank, and his face showed horror. Before he could speak, the speed of the thirty-two swords around Fang Wang suddenly increased, and the power became even greater.

The thirty-two swords attacked Li Hongshuang frantically. Li Hongshuang held two magic weapons and barely resisted, but in less than three breaths, he was injured and became more passive.

Fang Wang threw the Qingjun Sword fiercely, cutting through the rolling dust, and rushed towards Li Hongshuang.

Even though he was caught off guard by the thirty-two swords, Li Hongshuang still reacted very quickly, leaning back to avoid the Qingjun Sword. As soon as he stood up, the thirty-two swords came from all directions at the same time.

Clang!

The sword in Li Hongshuang's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and he saw the thirty-two swords inserted into his body, and blood spurted all over his body. Even a large amount of poisonous blood gushed out of his mouth, which could not be stopped at all.

He stared at Fang Wang, his eyes full of bloodshot, and he trembled and said: "Jinghong... Thirty-two Swords... Who are you..."

Puff!

The Qingjun Sword suddenly attacked from behind and cut off 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.