The Art of the Great Sword

Black stone chips were falling from the head of the strange-shaped statue.

The statue had a human head and a snake body, holding a blood-red spear in its left hand and a petrified heart of some unknown creature in its right hand.

The human head was not actually a real human head, but a face covered with hair. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was the head of an orangutan.

As the stone chips fell, a terrifying aura gradually emanated from his body and dissipated in all directions.

After Fang Qingyang and the others felt this aura, they instinctively felt a cold power enveloping them.

"Is he really still alive?"

Fang Qingyang looked at the statue that was shedding stone chips. So far, only this stone statue in the hall had shown any abnormality.

On the other hand, the evil demon standing in front of him had his water in his body draining away, and his visible essence was pouring into the stone statue.

It was estimated that the statue had absorbed the vitality of the demon clan, which led to this abnormal change!

"Kill!"

While Fang Qingyang continued to observe the state of the stone statue and the trapped demon, Su Luochuan had already made his move.

A sharp sword light suddenly burst out from the long sword in his hand, and slashed towards the demon in front of the stone statue.

Puff...

The demon was at least a true saint, but under the influence of the strange power of the stone statue, he was unable to respond at all, and was beheaded by Su Luochuan with a sword.

No blood flowed, and the blood in the demon's body seemed to have been integrated into the statue long ago.

After cutting off the opponent's head, the essence contained in his body was still floating towards the stone sculpture, making the stone chips dropped by the stone statue faster.

Hehe...

Suddenly, a sinister and strange laugh came into everyone's mind.

The sound seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to lock the source of the sound.

But Su Luochuan and his men focused their attention on the stone sculpture in the southwest.

This sound was most likely emitted by the stone sculpture!

Sure enough, when everyone's eyes were focused on the stone sculpture, two red rays suddenly burst out from the stone sculpture's ferocious eyes, sweeping towards Su Luochuan and the others.

Although everyone was paying attention to the stone sculpture, they had already prepared for it.

When the red rays burst out, Su Luochuan took the lead and slashed out a rain of swords with the long sword in his hand, manipulating these sword rains to form a circle to protect them.

The red rays that burst out from the stone sculpture's eyes were intercepted outside and did not affect them for the time being.

Even so, everyone was not calm.

The stone sculpture was reviving. Once the nine stone sculptures in the hall were revived, what kind of situation would they face?

"It's not suitable to stay here for long!"

Su Luochuan made a choice at the first time. He said to Fang Qingyang and others: "There should be no inheritance of the demon clan here, only these beings waiting to be unsealed."

"The cultivation of the demon clan that is awakening now is at least in the Yuhua realm. If it is only the cultivation of the first-step leader, there is nothing to be afraid of, but the key is that we can't figure out their specific cultivation."

A great terror is about to happen, and leaving is the most correct choice.

Just when Su Luochuan and others were about to leave, a thought suddenly came into everyone's mind.

"Since you are here, don't leave."

"You saved me from my sleeping state, and I will thank you very much."

This thought is the same as the sinister and strange voice before, and it obviously came from the statue in the southwest.

As this thought was transmitted to everyone's mind, everyone suddenly found that the environment they were in had changed.

Su Luochuan is now in a sea of ​​flowers, each of which is blooming very beautifully. Looking closely, each of the blooming flowers represents a kind of swordsmanship, and the dense sea of ​​flowers represents countless swordsmanship.

Su Luochuan, who is obsessed with swordsmanship and has always wanted to walk a completely different swordsmanship path, suddenly began to practice in this sea of ​​flowers.

Song Yi came to an ice field at this moment.

On the ice field, there was a biting cold wind, like a steel knife scraping bones.

Every cold wind blowing towards him represents a swordsmanship. He raised the big knife in his hand, and all the swordsmanship he learned was used to fight against these biting cold winds.

Every confrontation was a tempering of his swordsmanship. He felt that if he continued to fight against these strong winds, his strength would inevitably increase to a very terrifying level.

Liu Qijing came to a demon field, in which there were demons using swords everywhere.

They were fighting against their own people with the big knives in their hands.

When the broadsword was swung, it was full of power. They all had a very unique understanding of how to use the sword and how to kill their opponents in the smallest way.

Gradually, Liu Qijing also joined the sword duel. His thin body was carrying the broadsword and was constantly swinging it. Meimei swung the broadsword, always striving to cut the strongest damage at the smallest cost.

Li Mingyi was in a forest, and with him were a group of hunters who were good at bows and arrows.

The hunters were experienced in hunting, and every time they pulled the bowstring, they would always have unexpected gains.

Watching these people shoot arrows made Li Mingyi feel that he still had a lot of room for improvement in how to use bows and arrows.

So he also followed those hunters to learn.

Fang Qingyang came to a hot space, where flames could be seen everywhere.

This place was like a purgatory, with countless creatures wailing in the flames, and he was like a bystander, who could only watch those creatures being burned to death by the flames.

A flame suddenly rose from his side, as if a ferocious beast opened its bloody mouth and bit him.

He instinctively raised the Dragon Emperor Sword and slashed at the biting flame.

With one sword thrust, all the flames were annihilated, and the sky was cut apart by this sword.

A cool feeling suddenly swept over his body, and then the world changed, and he found himself still standing in the original hall, and the flame space he had seen before had disappeared without a trace.

"Illusion?"

Fang Qingyang frowned slightly.

At this time, he had already discovered that the red light had enveloped his body.

Unlike Su Luochuan and the others, the red light that enveloped him was gradually fading.

He was clearly in the area covered by the red light, but it seemed as if the light was avoiding him.

Looking at Su Luochuan and the others, he found that the four of them had their eyes closed, their brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes wrinkled, as if they were experiencing the two extremes of ice and fire.