On an open space on the deserted island, a swordfish was placed on a bonfire and barbecued. Zheng Da and Li Mengjun each sat around the bonfire with a large wine gourd, tearing the roasted meat on the swordfish from time to time, eating and drinking. Neither of them were the kind of ascetic practitioners. Even though they were on the deserted island, they would not feel wronged.

After wiping his mouth, Zheng Da showed a sneer on his face and said, "Although I don't know what hidden breath they rely on, it doesn't look that perfect. It can escape with a slight fluctuation of spiritual power. When we eat and drink, go over and say hello."

In the cave, Fang Yi sat cross-legged, recalling the images that were still slightly remaining in his mind.

"Slashing the moon, the flying sword slashed out an arc, as if it had cut the void. The arc looked beautiful, or, in other words, perfect, and a bit obsessed with it." As the sea of ​​consciousness continued to comprehend and thought, Fang Yi unconsciously imitated his movements.

"Old dragon, old dragon." The little devil pulled Long Wanda with his claws and said, "Look at Fang Yi, look at Fang Yi's hands."

"Fang Yi's hand?" Long Wangda followed the little devil's eyes and saw Fang Yi's right hand sliding from time to time, with a faint misty light surrounding his hand.

"It should be the sword energy." Long Wanda said: "That layer of spiritual power is very sharp, it should be the breath of a flying sword. It seems that Fang Yi has mastered some sword technique and can already cover the sharp energy of his natal flying sword on his palm."

"What's the use of covering the palm of your hand? Can it be more powerful than using spiritual power to activate the flying sword?" The little devil curled his lips disdainfully, looked at Fang Yi and said, "It's better to think of a way to increase the power of the natal flying sword."

"hehe."

Long Wanda smiled and said, "You monsters have their way of promotion, mostly relying on bloodlines and ancestors' inheritance, and most of the battles rely on strength and natal magical powers.

But human cultivators are different. Many things need to be understood by themselves. You see, many human cultivators have their own unique fighting styles, which is because human cultivators often have many independent thinking during the process of practicing. The existence of this thinking has made many people take the initiative to give up or change, and evolve the techniques and moves handed down by their masters."

"It's just that Fang Yi's spiritual power has already overflowed from his body in this way. I'm afraid Zheng Da and Li Mengjun will come here soon." Long Wanda's eyes flashed, and he adjusted his spiritual power in his body, and was ready to fight.

"Hmph." When the little devil heard the names of Zheng Da and Li Mengjun, a sneered expression appeared on his humanized face and said, "Just those two guys, known as the late stage of foundation building, I think that's the case, and I can't do anything to us."

"But that's the case?"

Long Wanda smiled bitterly, "Little Demon King, we can draw with others, thanks to the advantages of the three of us who just complement each other. In addition, they can only barely draw with others. If you run away yourself, I believe they really can't do anything to you. Your movement at that moment is too perverted, but their target is not you, but Fang Yi."

"They are all practicing the natal flying sword. I think they are not as fast as Fang Yi in the sword flying speed." The little devil said, "When I practice this devil and I will kill them in minutes."

"You haven't swallowed that exquisite petal yet?" Long Wanda suddenly asked when talking about the little devil's advancement.

The little devil gave Long Wanda a blank look, "I feel that that thing has a great effect on me. I am afraid that I will fall asleep after eating it. In this situation, how dare I eat it?"

"That's right." Long Wanda said silently: "My doll hasn't tried it yet."

Each person and a beast were sitting on the grass chatting, always keeping vigilant, knowing that Fang Yi's practice had exposed his position and could be attacked at any time.

Fang Yi, who had closed his eyes and cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, looked at the hazy light on his hands, and his wrists shook, and the sharp edge drew an arc and slashed on the stone wall in the cave. The sword energy flashed along the stone wall, leaving a gap about an inch long and deep in unknown amounts.

"No." Fang Yi shook his head, his spirit was always immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, comparing it from the blurry image, and he didn't even pay attention to the little devil and Long Wanda.

The little devil and Long Wanda were shocked when they saw Fang Yi's sword energy released casually: "Old dragon, the power of Fang Yi's sword energy should be as high as 30% of his flying sword."

"It should be about 30%." Long Wanda swallowed, "Is this considered a casual blow?"

In their opinion, Fang Yi just stood up and waved his hand casually, and a sword energy gushed out. But in fact, Fang Yi deduced it in the sea of ​​consciousness for many times and time to prepare before he opened his eyes and experimented in the real world.

"Where is the problem?" Fang Yi was walking in the cave with his own eyes, frowning and thinking deeply.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire Shandong trembled. Then, the entrance of the cave was immediately blocked by rocks. The spirits of the little devil and Long Wanda were always vigilant. As the changes were made, the little devil turned into a golden light, instantly rushing the rocks blocked at the door, and Long Wanda also flashed out.

Only Fang Yi kept frowning and paced back and forth in the cave, as if he didn't realize what was happening outside. He waited until the little devil and Long Wanda rushed out, and then sighed lightly, then smiled again, and said to himself: "Okay, I happened to find someone to practice my skills and see where there was something wrong."

"Three, don't be fine." Zheng Da greeted with a smile, as if he had met an old friend.

"You are anxious, you're anxious before you even have a day." Long Wanda said, "Are you trying to have a conversation?"

"Trial? You are worthy!" Li Mengjun sneered and said, "It's just because you have a yin energy, otherwise you can be our opponents? You can still play with it, and you will really put a gift on your face."

"Ha, life and death are all based on your ability." The little devil said: "You two can't even beat us in the later stage of foundation building. If you tell me, see if they will ask you why you can't beat us."

"You little thing really deserve to be sharp-tongued."

Zheng Da looked at the little devil. This little thing was also a headache. Its speed was too fast, and even their spiritual sense could not keep up with the speed of this little thing. That is, its cultivation level is average now. If this little thing reaches the late stage of the demon pill, it is probably enough to kill them.

"Little thing, why don't you think about following me? Following these two foundation-building stages will not be comfortable following me. As long as you make a promise to be loyal to me, I promise not to blame you, what about it?"

"Don't urinate and take a look." The little devil said with disgust: "It's just like you, I'm a burden to be a younger brother. If you want to, you can beat me, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Hmph, it's amazing to argue." Zheng Da looked at Fang Yi again and found that Fang Yi was not paying attention to them at all, so he saw his right hand keeping tossing and turning.

"Fang Yi." Zheng Da asked Fang Yi: "I guess you know our purpose too. Our problem is not something that can be solved by fighting and killing, do you think so?"

"Then how do you want to solve it?" Fang Yi glanced at Zheng Da sideways: "I took the black jade sword right away from the auction hall. You just want to go back with an empty mouth and white teeth. Do you think there is such a good thing in the world?"

"You bought it for 1,900 top-grade spirit stones. How about this? I will buy 2,500 top-grade spirit stones. You can buy it for me and tell me what it is for?"

Zheng Da said, as if he remembered something again, and said, "And it seems that besides the Black Jade Sword, there should be other similar small swords in your hand. In this way, I will buy at the price of 2,500 top-grade spirit stones for how many you have. How about it?"

Facing Fang Yi, Long Wanda and the Little Demon King, Zheng Da and Li Mengjun are also difficult to gain the upper hand, let alone take Fang Yi, it is better to draw out the secret of the Black Jade Sword before making plans.

Fang Yi tilted his head and pretended to think carefully for a while, then smiled with some fun, "It seems quite fair, but this thing belongs to me now. I should have the final say on what price to sell."

"How much do you want?" Zheng Da asked.

"I do know the secret of this little sword. Let's do this. This black jade sword, together with the secret, I will collect you one million high-grade spirit stones."

"One million?" Zheng Da glared and said with a grim smile: "That's nothing to talk about?"

"I didn't want to talk about it at first." Fang Yi smiled, with his palm on his back, and he stood up to form a sword. The hazy light appeared and faintly appeared on his palm. He said, "I have studied some new things, you guys try it?"

"Slay!" Fang Yi shouted lightly, swung his right hand left and right, and drew a cross. Two sharp sword lights cut through the sky and slashed towards Zheng Da and Li Mengjun.

"Um?"

Since Fang Yi said that he had studied some new things, Zheng Da and Li Mengjun became alert. Although the boy in front of him only had the early stage of foundation building, his natal flying sword was powerful, especially the sword that killed Guan Tong at that time, which was extremely powerful and was enough to threaten them.

Seeing Fang Yi's right hand gently slashing, bringing up two sword lights, both of them showed a look of surprise on their faces. Both of them were also practicing the flying sword in their native world. As cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, they also practiced the method of controlling swords.

In their perception, it is not difficult to swing the sword energy by hand, but this method consumes much more spiritual energy than using flying swords. They have fought with Fang Yi in the previous two battles. They can feel that Fang Yi has a great attainment in sword control and should not make such a mistake.

The spiritual sense swept over, and the two of them immediately discovered that the two sword energy that Fang Yi slashed out was actually not powerful. They snorted coldly, their bodies remained motionless, and the flying sword penetrated their bodies and slapped in front of them, allowing the two sword energy to pass by.

Only 30% of the power of the natal flying sword, naturally it will not cause any harm to the two. Fang Yi looked at his palm and muttered alone: ​​"No, it's still wrong. It's just like a shape, and there is no feeling of perfection, let alone being addicted to it."

"That's all." Li Mengjun shook his clothes without any damage, and said to Zheng Da: "Brother Zheng, I'll deal with those two." After that, he flashed his body and flew into his body and attacked Long Wanda.

The little devil was ready, and a flash appeared in the attack trajectory of the flying sword. He opened his mouth and spit it. The sky thunder bead flashed with lightning lights and blasted towards Li Mengjun's natal flying sword. But he knew that Li Mengjun's natal flying sword turned and rushed towards Fang Yi.

At the same time, Zheng Da's flying sword also attacked from another direction.

"mean."

The little devil missed a blow and took back the Thunder Spirit Pearl. The space trembled and appeared again before Li Mengjun. The lightning flashed and surrounded Li Mengjun. The gloomy black fog immediately surrounded Li Mengjun with the lightning.

Even if Li Mengjun was prepared in the later stage of foundation building, he was greeted by the little devil's thunder and the Dragon Wanda soul-summoning banner at the same time.

He barely avoided the little devil's claws and flickered his body to escape from the space covered by the soul-summoning banner. The little devil appeared accurately in his flying trajectory, opened his mouth and spit out the sky thunder beads and banged it over, forcing Li Mengjun back to the middle area of ​​the space covered by the soul-summoning banner.

Looking at the two flying swords controlled by Li Mengjun and Zheng Da, Fang Yi sighed slightly: "It's really rough."

Even compared with sword control, Li Mengjun and Zheng Da's flying sword control is a little rough. What's more, Fang Yi has seen the four almost perfect sword techniques of the sloppy middle-aged man at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness. When he looks at the flying sword controlled by Li Mengjun and Zheng Da, he can't see it anymore.

However, no matter how rough it is, the two of them are cultivators in the late stage of foundation building. The power and speed of the flying sword cannot be underestimated, and they are about to pierce Fang Yi's body.

Fang Yi's heart moved, black, white and blue light covers all over his body, and the three-color lights intertwined and rotated. The flying sword in his body broke out and was held in his hand. He recalled the artistic conception of the sloppy middle-aged man slashing the moon, and waved the short sword in his hand.

There were only two crisp sounds of "Dangdang", and two flying swords that barely penetrated the three-color light shield were blocked by Fang Yi. Then the short sword returned to his hand and drew an arc in the direction of Zheng Da.

A sharp sword light roared with the sound of breaking through the air, and lightning was shining all over the sword light. Zheng Da was startled. This power was much stronger than the sword energy that Fang Yi waved with his hand just now, almost equivalent to the original attack power of Fang Yi's natal flying sword.

"What kind of martial arts has this kid learned?"

Zheng Da was shocked. When he first fought, although Fang Yi's sword-controlling technique was indeed extraordinary, the power of the flying sword was only similar to that of an ordinary intermediate and intermediate cultivator. This should be because his natal flying sword was promoted to the level of spiritual weapon, otherwise it would be just a little stronger than the early stage of ordinary foundation building.

During the second fight, Fang Yi's natal flying sword suddenly increased, and he fought head-on with Li Mengjun to a draw.

And this was the third move, and Zheng Da felt that he could no longer resist it.

"The Black Jade Sword, yes, it must be the change brought by the Black Jade Sword." Zheng Da was not surprised and happy: "It seems that there is indeed a big secret hidden in this Black Jade Sword."
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