As the largest force in Gutan State and one of the largest forces in the entire Eastern Wasteland, the existence of Yipintang brings together powerful people from all directions. Although it does not exist in the form of a sect, it makes the sects from all directions dare not underestimate it.
Regardless of the masters from various states, they all keep secrets about Yipintang, because this is not a sect, but it is better than a sect. It can bring you great help. As long as you are looking for any treasure of cultivation, you can find it.
If you want to seek refuge and join Yipintang, you can be put to great use.
It can even be said unceremoniously that Yipintang is the golden signature of Gutan Prefecture.
Longting Canyon is the headquarters of Yipintang. There are more and more powerful Martial Kings here, and there are even many Martial King powerful ones. This is a manifestation of strength.
On top of a mountain mist-shrouded canyon, a middle-aged man in purple robe stands with his hands tied, his long beard is slightly yellow, his expression is cold, and his face is as sharp as a knife, full of endless majesty.
And he is surprisingly the master of the First Rank Hall, Su Tiankuo! He is also the father of Su Ruoyu. As the master of the First Rank Hall, he is extremely powerful.
In the First Grade Hall, Su Tiankuo is the absolute overlord. A strong man at the level of a Martial Emperor is admired no matter where he goes. To be able to cultivate such strength, talent, opportunity, and hard work are all indispensable.
In Gutanzhou, if Su Tiankuo stamped his feet, the mountains would probably tremble.
Su Tiankuo slowly opened his eyes and whispered:
"How's the investigation going?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two men in green robes knelt on one knee with pious expressions on their faces.
"Reporting to the hall master, the matter has been investigated clearly. Fang Xiu is indeed still alive in Parrot Island. He has offended many people and seems to have gained a lot of treasures."
The man in green robe said in an extremely respectful voice.
"I didn't expect this guy to have such a long life."
Su Tiankuo snorted coldly, with a cold look on his lips.
He also didn't expect that he would interact with an unknown boy. If this guy hadn't stolen his daughter's heart, he might not have become the target of Yipintang Tantric Investigation in this life.
"Releasing the news and revealing Fang Xiu's identity. He wants to run away after taking the treasure. Let's see where he can run."
Su Tiankuo played with the jade ring in his hand and said with indifferent eyes.
"By the way, find two people to keep an eye on me. Within a month, I will get news of Fang Xiu's death. When spring comes next year, the eldest lady's wedding will come as promised. I don't want to hear any noise. Remember, the news must be blocked.
, anyone who delivers the message will be killed without mercy once they enter Gutan Prefecture!"
Su Tiankuo's voice was extremely cold. As the leading king of Gutan Prefecture, he indeed had this strength.
"Yes, Hall Master!"
The man in green robe bowed and said.
"Back off."
Su Tiankuo waved his hand with an indifferent expression, looking at the setting sun in the sky and the setting sun, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
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At this time, Fang Xiu was on Parrot Island, running all the way to Yunxiao Sect.
However, even Fang Xiu himself didn't know that his reputation had spread throughout the Parrot Island. The news that he was carrying a secret treasure had also been known to countless people. Many treasure hunters had already begun to search for it.
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Seeing that they were only tens of thousands of miles away from Yunxiao Sect, Fang Xiu and Hu Weian Seqi entered a city called Fengbo City to rest for a while. It was very necessary to raid for days and get some elixir supplies.
Moreover, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Even if Hu Wei is an alchemist, he still needs medicinal materials to refine it.
After renting a secluded courtyard in the city, the three of them took a rest. After all, this time it was about their own affairs. Fang Xiu could travel thousands of miles in a day as fast as flying, but for Hu Wei and An Seqi, it was quite difficult.
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"Brother, Qiqi and I will go get some medicinal materials and come back. You can practice in peace."
"Okay! Be careful."
Fang Xiu nodded. After Hu Wei and An Seqi left, he also entered into practice, and what he wanted to practice was the fourth move of the Tyrant Sword, Lingtian Style!
There is no doubt about the strength of the Six Paths Overlord Sword Technique, but the transformation of each sword makes it even stronger. The Overlord Style, the Ascension Style, the Open Sky Style, and the fourth Lingtian Style become even more powerful. The Tyrant Sword opens its front.
After that, coupled with the perfect integration of Fang Xiu's Sword Soul Realm, the Kaitian Style was no longer satisfied with Fang Xiu's control of the Six Paths Hegemony Sword Art. He could definitely challenge the Lingtian Style.
In the late autumn, the ground is covered with yellow leaves. Fang Xiu is standing calmly in the courtyard. His heart is as calm as water, and only the sword is moving. At this moment, the edge of the Tyrant Sword is restrained and neutral, simple and unpretentious, with a powerful sword spirit.
The same is true. Hidden edge and sword are what the real strong swordsmen pursue.
Fang Xiu was not distracted, and he slashed out the Six Paths of Hegemony Sword Technique one after another. The momentum was turbulent and powerful, but it was all restrained within the Yuan pattern formation. Fang Xiu had been prepared before this.
The domineering style, the domineering way of opening a sword.
Ascension pose, demonstrating the power of the sword.
Open Heaven Style, the sharp edge of the sword.
The tenth move, the Lingtian Style, is the way to win the sword, a sword that towers over the nine heavens.
With the support of the Sword Soul Realm, every sword made by Fang Xiu is completely natural. The fusion between him and the Tyrant Sword has reached an unprecedented peak, so his mind is like a sword, and the Tyrant Sword knows that he is
How to move the sword, and what to do with the sword, he can also perfectly control the way of the sword. He can move like a flying bird, soar into the sky, and have the domineering power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Lingtian style, Lingjiutian, kill ten thousand ways!
When Fang Xiu used all his strength to slash out this sword, his heart also moved with it. With the Lingtian style, the sword was so powerful that it cut down all the mountains and small mountains with one strike.
"Lingtian style!"
Fang Xiu swept across with his sword, and the world settled down. The surrounding air seemed to become stagnant. The Yuan pattern array he had set up before had also changed several times, and was almost destroyed directly. The sword's power was settled, and it was difficult for Heaven to win.
Fang Xiu's eyes were extremely hot. It was precisely because of this sword that he consumed more than half of his vitality. Powerful means also require strong vitality to support them. This sword was enough to instantly defeat a master in the early stage of the King of Martial Arts. If he meets someone like Qi Ruoyu again,
In the middle stage of King Wu, Fang Xiu can confidently fight back with all his strength. This sword is no small matter!
The sword stood upright, and Fang Xiu was extremely excited. However, he did not stop. What he wanted to study more was the Yuan Pattern Formation. The Tianyin Soul Locking Formation, a sixth-grade early stage formation such as the Tianyin Soul Locking Formation, could no longer be satisfied with Fang Xiu.
In other words, it is already very difficult for this kind of formation to trap a strong person in the early stage of King Wu. What he has to learn is at least the peak Yuan Pattern Formation of the sixth grade. Otherwise, how can he fight against a stronger one?
Where is the enemy?
The Canglan Diagram is ever-changing, and whether he can develop a stronger Yuan Pattern Formation can only depend on him.
What Fang Xiu wants to evolve this time is the sword formation, making changes on the basis of Wan Jian Gui Zong, and Wan Jian Gui Zong is also a Yuan pattern formation that Fang Xiu didn't expect. Its strength is entirely determined by the formation eye.
It is decided by the sword. Now the Tyrant Sword has reached the point of opening the front. It can kill the masters in the early stage of King Wu if it is used directly. Because the biggest increase of Wanjian Guizong is the formation eye, but Fang Xiu does not
Satisfied, he continued to improve and evolve. After a day and a night, he finally made the former Ten Thousand Swords return to his clan and made a qualitative leap.
"One sword turns ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords return to the clan. Ten thousand swords turn into one sword, and ten thousand swords turn into one! This is it, hahaha!"
Fang Xiu's understanding of swordsmanship is incomparably deep. Although he has only comprehended the first realm of the sword soul of Emperor Zhenwu, it is still too early for him to enter the realm of sword master. However, this level of swordsmanship has long been achieved.
It is beyond the ordinary people's sword intention. Ten thousand swords are unified, which allows Fang Xiu to have a deeper understanding of both the Yuan pattern formation and the way of swordsmanship. One sword turns ten thousand swords into one, and ten thousand swords return to one sword. This is the same as Taoism.
The principle of Dharma is the same. One is born with two, two begets three, three begets all things, and all things eventually have one. When all the power is condensed into one, that is the true meaning of the unity of ten thousand swords.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Fang Xiu stood up with his sword, swaying into the sky, thousands of swords united, breaking the sky with one sword, and a Dao Yuan pattern gathered between heaven and earth. Fang Xiu exerted all his power, and the fusion of 1,800 Dao Yuan patterns finally
Become one, and one is equal to ten thousand ways!
"Ten thousand swords unite!"
Countless sword shadows began to overlap and converge on the Tyrant Sword. The vitality exploded instantly. In the Tyrant Sword, not only the vitality exploded, but also the sprint of the Yuan pattern. One sword faced the sky and cut down the stars!
boom--
There was a loud noise, and the Yuan Pattern array that Fang Xiu had laid out before was finally broken by a sword. Fang Xiu's eyes became more and more fiery. At this moment, the Ten Thousand Swords Unity had reached the level of the seventh-grade Yuan Pattern Array.
However, Fang Xiu also fell down and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
At this time, his mental power was injured, and he suffered a huge backlash. He would definitely not be able to recover for a while. But at this moment, he forcibly evolved the Yuan Pattern Formation that unites ten thousand swords, and the damage to him was even worse.
It's unimaginable.
But Fang Xiu had to do this, because he had to make himself stronger and stronger. Only in this way could he feel that his life was fulfilling. Some people and things, once missed, would no longer exist.
So he can't wait!
Fang Xiu's earth-shattering sound also shocked the entire Fengbo City. Countless strong men began to secretly guess that such terrifying power was definitely not something that ordinary Martial King strong men could achieve.
"Who caused such thunder in the city? It's too scary!"
"Yes, I heard it too. Could it be that he is an extremely powerful person who is going to survive the tribulation here?"
"It's hard to say, but it seems that there hasn't been such a powerful master in Fengluo City for a long time."
"Isn't it the Lord of the City?"
"No, it's a place on the outskirts of the city. It looks like we have another expert coming to Fengbo City."
Countless people stared at the starry sky, and the terrifying shock aroused covetous attention from all directions. Even Fang Xiu did not expect that there would be such a big turmoil.
There was a storm in Fengbo City, undercurrents were surging, and countless powerful men had begun to move towards the courtyard where Fang Xiu was.