Chapter 148 Fang Wang, Save Me!

The night was slightly cool, and the sea breeze blew through the fog and into Biyou Island.

The oil lamp was lit in front of the attic in front of Lingyan Lake, making the scenery here psychedelic.

Fang Wang, who was practicing, suddenly felt something and took out the yellow-lettered Sword Lord Order. Qu Xunhun's voice came from it: "Sword Lord, I found out Fang Hanyu's whereabouts. Now there are sixteen sword sects chasing him, and there are countless sword practitioners. He is fleeing in the direction of Tianzong. It is very likely that he wants to surrender to you. It is estimated that he will come to Biyou Island in two days."

Fang Wang heard it and immediately replied: "Okay, I know."

So many people are chasing Fang Hanyu?

Fang Wang is not afraid that Fang Hanyu will cause trouble for him. He can force Fang Hanyu to come to him. It seems that he is really desperate.

It has only been half a year since Zhu Li left, and Fang Wang is still a long way from the ninth level of the Crossing Void Realm, but he is confident that he can impact the Golden Body Realm within ten years, and he is only 112 years old now.

He closed his eyes and continued to practice.

The next morning, Fang Wang got up and went to the seaside. He condensed the Rainbow Sword, raised the sword and looked at the sea, closing his eyes.

He began to think about the integration of swordsmanship.

He wanted to integrate the Heaven and Earth Sword Intentions and the Jinghong Divine Sword Technique together. Perhaps he would not be able to succeed before Fang Hanyu arrived, but Fang Hanyu's troubles gave him the idea of ​​picking up the sword again.

Zhu Yan soared in the air, looking at Fang Wang's figure from a distance. After a while, he returned to Xiao Zi, who was teaching monsters on the beach on the other side of the island.

"How is the master's swordsmanship?" Zhu Yan asked curiously.

Xiao Zi snorted, "The young master's swordsmanship is naturally unparalleled in the world. His strongest is not his fist, but the sword in his hand. When he draws the sword, he is serious."

Zhu Yan was ashamed and excited when he heard it.

The stronger Fang Wang is, the more it proves that his choice is right.

"Forget it, I'd better practice the real fighting skills first."

Zhu Yan shook his head and laughed, turned and left.

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Above the vast sea, huge jade swords flew over the islands, leaving thousands of sword qi along the way.

The cloth-clothed man was still flying the sword, while his daughter, the blue-clothed woman, stood behind Fang Hanyu, manipulating the five swords. The five swords were swung, and countless sword shadows crisscrossed the sky. The surging sword qi ravaged the large number of sword cultivators behind with an unpredictable pattern.

Thousands of sword cultivators were chasing in a mighty manner, some were stepping on flying swords, and some were entangled in sword qi. The sword cultivators in the front chased while performing sword skills. Their sword qi could not break through the sword formation of the blue-clothed woman for the time being.

"Father, my spiritual power is almost exhausted!"

The blue-clothed woman said anxiously, her face full of fatigue.

Before the cloth-clothed man could answer, Fang Hanyu stood up and said, "Let me do it!"

The blue-clothed woman glanced over and scolded, "Nonsense, your injuries haven't recovered yet, be careful of the sword spirit's backlash!"

Fang Hanyu opened his heart-breaking evil eyes, as if a ghost was alive. He smiled and said, "Miss Qin, we have entered the territory of Tianzong. Biyou Island should not be far away. According to the man that Senior Qin caught before, it should take at most two hours to reach Biyou Island. Let me do it. Once we reach Biyou Island, we will be safe."

"But..."

"Let him do it!"

The cloth-clothed man interrupted his daughter's words with a heavy tone.

Hearing this, the blue-clothed woman could only retreat behind Fang Hanyu. Fang Hanyu's eyes condensed, and a huge sword shadow formed by sword energy stood in front of him to resist the countless sword energy that attacked.

The cloth-clothed man looked back at Fang Hanyu, his eyes full of meaning. He thought to himself: "Sword spirit, ten thousand years of sword soul, if this boy survives this catastrophe, he may really become my Qin Hong's greatest reliance in the future..."

Fang Hanyu raised his right hand, and sword energy overflowed from his palm. Looking carefully, it was like tiny sword shadows circling, and these sword energy quickly condensed into a blood-red broadsword.

Holding this sword, Fang Hanyu's right hand trembled violently, as if he was about to lose control.

"You have just entered the state of concentration. It is very dangerous to want to borrow the power of the sword soul!" Qin Tang said with a glare, her blue clothes fluttering violently in the wind, and even her hair was blown messy.

Fang Hanyu's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and said, "It has already submitted to me, so I should use it!"

He raised his sword suddenly, pointing it at the many sword energies chasing him from behind. The blood-red broadsword burst out a blood rainbow, sweeping across the sky, and directly dispersed the mighty army of sword cultivators in the distance.

But he could no longer retract the sword, so he had to hold the sword with both hands.

"What a mess!"

Qin Tang cursed in a low voice. She immediately sat in meditation and practiced. She had been chased for so long that her elixir had been eaten up. Now she wanted to restore her spiritual power, so she could only sit in meditation and practice.

"How dare you! Who dares to trespass in the land of Tianzong!"

A violent shout came, and a series of figures attacked from the front of the jade sword with extraordinary momentum.

Qin Hong immediately shouted, "We are close friends of Huang Zijianjun, and we want to visit Huang Zijianjun!"

He didn't know what the relationship between Huang Zijianjun and Tianzong was, but Huang Zijianjun could choose to live in seclusion in the sea area of ​​Tianzong, so it was estimated that the relationship was not bad.

Hearing this, the group of Tianzong cultivators immediately gave way and did not dare to stop them.

They wanted to stop the army of sword cultivators behind them, but those people did not announce their sects and directly attacked, trying to force their way in!

On the way forward, Fang Hanyu and the other two met Tianzong cultivators from time to time. Qin Hong drove straight in without stopping for a moment on the pretext of knowing the Yellow Sword Lord. With the help of the Tianzong cultivators, they temporarily got rid of the enemy's pursuit.

Qin Hong did not slow down for fear of being caught up.

Fang Hanyu wanted to retract the sword, but he couldn't. He could only hold the sword with both hands, with the tip of the sword tilted downward, trying to save spiritual power.

"Since you recognize me as your master, why don't you obey me?"

Fang Hanyu roared in his heart, extremely angry.

A sinister voice sounded in his heart: "I was born ten thousand years ago, and I have seen so many sword cultivators. You want me to obey you, boy, you are not qualified. Release your murderous intent and kill everyone you have seen. It is better to start with the father and daughter behind you. The five sword spirits of the woman are delicious. Let me devour them!"

"Impossible!"

Fang Hanyu refused in his heart. He had long realized that he had developed a murderous intent that was difficult to control, but this murderous intent did not change his character.

Qin Hong and his daughter saved him when his life was at stake. Even if he committed suicide, he would never kill his savior!

"Only by indulging your killing intent can you become the strongest sword cultivator. A sword is a weapon, and a weapon is used to kill. The sword cultivator who created me has killed more than tens of millions of lives in his life. You have the hope of becoming the next one. Don't waste your talent, get started!"

The sword soul continued to seduce Fang Hanyu. Fang Hanyu gritted his teeth and stopped answering. He could only suppress his treasure spirit as much as possible.

"Hold on for a while. When we get to Biyou Island, I will help you suppress him!"

Qin Hong said without looking back. He accelerated again, and the speed of the jade sword increased sharply.

He had little spiritual power left. Now he could only trust Fang Hanyu and get to Biyou Island as soon as possible!

An hour passed quickly.

There were no pursuers behind the jade sword, only the air flow phenomenon of the jade sword, and the blood-red sword energy left by Fang Hanyu's treasure spirit.

In just one hour, Fang Hanyu's spiritual power was about to be drained, and his figure was already shaky.

"Is that Biyou Island ahead? That person said before that Biyou Island is surrounded by fog."

Qin Hong's voice sounded, and Fang Hanyu's eyes widened. He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Fang Wang, save me!"

This roar shook the earth, and even Qin Tang, who was taking in air, was startled.

Qin Tang was about to speak when Qin Hong's voice sounded again: "The fog has dissipated, it seems to be Biyou Island!"

Qin Tang turned his head and looked immediately.

There was an island surrounded by fog ahead. As the fog dissipated, the outline of the island appeared.

Qin Hong was about to open his mouth and wanted to ask Fang Hanyu, but suddenly a gust of wind hit him, startling him and widening his eyes. He vaguely saw a white rainbow light. He subconsciously turned his head to look, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He immediately slowed down the jade sword.

Qin Tang noticed her father's eyes and turned back. Before she turned her head back completely, she heard a voice: "Why are you yelling so loudly? Are you afraid that I'm sleeping?" Qin Tang looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in white standing next to Fang Hanyu. His white clothes fluttered, his black hair fluttered, his profile was so handsome, and he had a faint smile. If it wasn't Fang Wang, who else could it be? Fang Wang's right hand went around Fang Hanyu, holding his hands and pressing down the blood-red broadsword. Huh? Fang Wang seemed to feel something, and his eyes changed slightly. Fang Hanyu gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "My treasure spirit is possessed by the ten thousand year sword soul and is out of control. Be careful... it will..." Fang Wang's eyes were stern, and his right hand exerted a little force. In an instant, the blood-red broadsword's arrogance instantly dissipated, and then the sword turned into a shadow and dissipated. Before Fang Hanyu finished speaking, he suddenly felt his hands empty, and the sword spirit power that was almost suffocating him suddenly shrank into his body, and he felt relieved.

He widened his eyes, looked at Fang Wang in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "You..."

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows and said: "A mere sword spirit makes you so uncomfortable. It seems that your swordsmanship is not strong enough. When can you catch up with me?"

Fang Hanyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped.

Qin Tang widened her eyes, not daring to believe her eyes. Along the way, she was closest to Fang Hanyu and knew the power of the ten thousand year sword spirit best.

This person subdued the ten thousand year sword spirit as soon as he appeared?

Qin Hong also turned his head and looked at Fang Wang in shock.

Fang Wang glanced at Qin Hong and smiled softly, "Let's go to the island and recuperate for a while."

Qin Tang came back to his senses and said, "There are many sword cultivators chasing us!"

Fang Wang's right hand supported Fang Hanyu's arm, pulled him around, and said calmly, "A lot? I wonder if their corpses can fill this sea area?"

Hearing this, Qin Tang didn't know how to answer, just thought this man was so crazy.

Qin Hong looked at Fang Wang and found that Fang Wang was somewhat similar to Fang Hanyu. He thought Fang Hanyu was a genius before, but now standing next to Fang Wang, even if he had the heart-breaking evil eyes, his temperament was completely suppressed.

Fang Wang had a temperament that he couldn't understand or describe, but this temperament made him look at it once and it was difficult to look away.