1346 Small World

"Ho. Is this human breath? Impossible, how could there be such a powerful human warrior in the eighteen kingdoms of the North Sea? Ah..." the king-level dragon roared, but its eyes were full of tension.

Countless powerful fighters raised their heads from the 18 North Sea countries, both shocked and nervous.

One after another, the strong men showed unprecedented worries under the sudden pressure.

In the depths of the swamp of death, in the chambers of the underground palace.

Just when Fang Langhe and Yang Shaohua were shocked, a middle-aged man wearing a bloody coat and holding a bloody long knife suddenly radiated light from the portrait.

It seems that he is like a god from the illusory world to the real world. Although there is no strong smell, his arrival has frozen the space here.

Fang Langhe Yang Shaohua suddenly felt unable to move his body.

"This is……"

Although the two cannot move, their eyes are clear. Isn't the middle-aged man in front of them the blood demon sword king in the portrait?

Of course, the middle-aged man in front of me looks older and more mature than the Blood Demon Sword King in the portrait, but his blood red eyes are beyond doubt.

This is the Blood Demon Sword Prince.

"For thousands of years, I didn't expect that there would be 18 countries in Beihai, and some people still remember me. Hahaha!" The Blood Demon Sword Lord glanced at Fang Lang, his face lit up, and he said with a smile. As his voice fell, the frozen space around him suddenly disappeared, Fang Langhe and Yang Shaohua breathed a sigh of relief, they could finally move.

"Go and visit your master!"

"Meet the elders!"

Fang Langhe and Yang Shaohua saluted the two of them quickly.

"There is no ceremony, there is no ceremony. Since I know the old lady, I should know that the old lady is not used to these empty gifts." Before Fang Lang knelt down, the Blood Demon Sword King waved his empty hand, and Fang Lang and Yang Shaohua immediately I dare not continue to worship.

Fang Lang's heart moved. In the ancient books, the Blood Demon Sword Lord has a weird personality and is a strong man who is not used to etiquette, so once he offends many strong men, it seems to be true.

Others may not understand, but Fang Lang feels that such a blood demon sword prince is more free and at ease.

"Boy, since we met, it is fate. Although you are not my descendant, after all, you are a warrior from 18 countries in Beihai. Today, I pass on a kind of swordsmanship to you, which is also kind to the 18 countries in Beihai return."

The Blood Demon Sword King glanced at Yang Shaohua and said slowly.

Hearing this, Yang Shaohua jumped up excitedly. He is not a fool. Thousands of years have passed, and the Blood Demon Sword Lord must have surpassed Wu Jun's cultivation level, and he may have surpassed Huang Wu and Emperor Wu of Liang.

Such a strong man, since he passed on swordsmanship to them, is definitely a martial art skill above the ground.

"Child, remember, this is the sword technique of an old friend of mine at that time. Your child should practice hard and don't bury it." Blood Demon Sword Lord said, "The pointer is on Yang Shaohua's eyebrow.

When Yang Shaohua's body was shaken, it was immediately wrapped in a burst of bloody light. At the same time, he felt a huge flow of information pouring into his mind.

"Heavenly Rank Martial Arts!"

After receiving this huge information, Yang Shaohua's face was both shocked and excited. The swordsmanship passed to him by the Blood Demon Sword King turned out to be a heavenly martial art.

You must know that in the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, there is no one-level martial skill, even a king-level master can only practice high-level martial skills.

"With the martial arts skills I ordered today, sooner or later I will reach the top of the Five Heavens and the Four Kings." Yang Shaohua was very excited at this time, his face full of joy.

Tianjie's martial arts skills are very strong. Once he trains successfully, he will definitely become the strongest in the same class.

"Son, you go first." After the Blood Demon Sword King handed over the sword technique, he waved his hand slightly, and Yang Shaohua's body disappeared into the secret room.

At the same time, Yang Shaohua suddenly appeared on the square outside the palace.

"It's terrible! In this way, Wu Wang and Huang Wu are far away from each other. I really don't know what the elder Blood Demon Sword has achieved now." Yang Shaohua looked at the palace, shocked.

"The outsider that Senior Blood Demon Sword Lord gave me is a heaven-level martial skill, so for Fang Lang, it is probably a more powerful martial skill. Oh, how envious!"

Yang Shaohua was very envious of Fang Lang at this time. He knows that from today onwards, the 18 countries in the North Sea will have great power. "Fortunately, Brother Ye and I have a very good relationship. After returning this time, I will let our Yang family go to Dayan to communicate with Brother Ye's family. If we can form a fighting alliance, our Yang family will be able to fight against 18 people in the future. This North Sea country will have a huge impact." Yang Shaohua thought to himself.

In the secret room of the palace.

After Yang Shaohua disappeared suddenly, Fang Lang was a little uneasy, and looked curiously at the Blood Demon Sword in front of him.

Prince Xuedao was also looking at Fang Lang. He was full of smiles, not like the legendary blood knife prince who killed without blinking an eye, but like a kind elder.

"Boy, your name is Fang Lang, right! Since you have given me the gift of kneeling three times and kowtow nine times, and they are all passed down by me, you are the only disciple I will sit down with from today." The Demon Sword King spoke first, and recognized Fang Lang's identity.

Fang Lang nodded, with such a powerful master, he would not object.

The Blood Demon Knife Prince continued to look at Fang Lang. His eyes glistened with blood. His deep eyes seemed to look Fang Lang up and down. He nodded with great satisfaction: "Very well, although what you have learned is complicated, you have cut the blood department to an advanced level at a very young age. Even if you are a teacher, you can't compete with your talents

China matches. "

Fang Lang's heart shuddered, and the Blood Demon Sword Lord was as expected, and he could see his martial arts cultivation at a glance.

"Huh. There is still the breath of war spirit, you boy..." suddenly. Lord Blood Demon Knife frowned slightly, showing surprise, then he widened his eyes and stared at Fang Lang in shock.

"Master..." Fang Lang felt a little uneasy when he was seen by the Blood Demon Sword Lord.

"You kid is so lucky. You got the incomplete fighting spirit of a strong man in Wushen. Unfortunately, this warrior god is not the warrior god of our Daoyi Daomai." The Blood Demon Sword Lord shook his head, for this disciple's luck Very amazing.

"Master, isn't the strong man in the Valkyrie an immortal? Why did he die?" Fang Lang didn't know that the Blood Demon Sword Lord was so strong, so he couldn't help asking.

"Ha! Wu Shen, who dares to say that there is no death or extinction between heaven and earth? This is just the beginning. The road of martial arts is vast, and it is worth pursuing in our lifetime." Blood Demon Sword King sighed.

"Master, what achievements have you made now?" Fang Lang couldn't help being curious. In fact, he had been guessing in his heart.

As a teacher, I cultivated an immortal body and gained the status of Wu Sheng! Hearing the words, Lord Blood Demon Knife raised his head proudly, his eyes glowing with confidence.

Wu Sheng!

hiss.

Fang Lang took a deep breath. When he learned from Wu Tao that Wu Sheng-level powerhouses are very rare, Hua Xian is so powerful that his ancestor is only half a saint.

"Boy, the road of martial arts can only be traced by yourself. I can only be your guide."

"Although I can make you reach a very high level in a short period of time, even if Huang Wu and Liu Yu don't participate, I won't help you. Your achievement depends on yourself." "Once you master the old skills, you You will practice to the current level. Then I will give you another chance today, and you will continue to practice."

"If one day you become Wu Zun, I will give you another great gift and let you join the army."

Blood Demon Sword Lord said slowly, "A point is on Fang Lang's eyebrows.

Like Yang Shaohua, Fang Lang was shocked, and a huge wave of information flooded into his mind.

Huge information, like a flood, thundered in Fang Lang's heart. His brain is like a sponge, absorbing all the information.

"Hunger will not die!"

Fang Lang's heart skipped a beat.

The exercises passed down to him by the Blood Demon Sword King have reached the holy level, including holy martial arts, holy internal skills, holy body skills, etc. It is all-encompassing and flawless.

"Hungry immortality is an advanced skill of blood magic. When you are promoted to Martial King, you can change this skill. At that time, this skill will be enough to promote you to Martial King."

The voice of Blood Demon Sword Lord.

Fang Langwen was very excited. This is a skill that can lead to the realm of martial arts. Its value is immeasurable. Even in real, this is very rare.

"Hmm. Unite hunger to make them immortal, and turn ten worlds into one world?" Fang Lang was shocked when he suddenly saw a place in the message when he was receiving the message.

You know, the strongest part of blood magic is that the field has nine more small worlds than other places. When others have one small world, he has ten small worlds. In this case, Fang Lang's true energy is naturally ten to a hundred times higher than others, allowing him to leapfrog the enemy.

However, this blood will never die, but it needs to integrate ten small worlds into one and develop into a unique world. This made Fang Lang a little puzzled. Are ten small worlds worse than one?

This is obviously impossible, because for many years, Fang Lang has relied on the power of ten small worlds to defeat enemies stronger than him one after another.

"Tuesday, what are you thinking?" At this moment, Lord Blood Demon Knife noticed Fang Lang's puzzled expression and asked aloud.

Fang Lang immediately expressed his doubts.

"Hahaha..." The blood demon sword lord laughed when he heard this. He said: "Silly apprentice, when I was a teacher, I thought that ten worlds were far better than one world, but when I left the eighteen countries in Beihai, I met a very strong opponent. He and the teacher are in the same position At the same level, but with the power of a small world, he defeated the teacher, and he was also a strong loser, because the teacher could not hold ten steps in his hands."

"Ah... how is this possible! Master, has that elder practiced a strong martial arts?" Fang Lang asked.

"No, although his martial arts skills are good, he is not bad for a teacher. The reason for my failure is that I got lost in his small world. The power of his small world is far greater than that of a teacher with ten small worlds." Blood Demon Sword Lord smiled and shook his head.

Fang Langwen was shocked. One small world is worth ten small worlds. It is simply unimaginable. "Disciple, later on, as a teacher, I also met an opponent. This opponent, like my teacher, has multiple small worlds. But he is stronger than the teacher, because he has a hundred small worlds. At first glance, it is almost impossible Victory." Blood Demon Sword Lord continued:

"What! A hundred small worlds!"

Fang Langwen didn't say anything. As expected, it is true that any kind of genius can be born.

"But Tuer, do you know? Even a genius with 100 small worlds will eventually lose to a strong man with only one small world, and both sides are still in the same field." Blood Demon Sword Lord said.

psst. Fang Lang immediately began to suspect that the power of one small world should exceed the power of ten small worlds. He was curious about what kind of small world this is.

The voice of Blood Demon Sword Prince continued: "Disciple, I tell you this is for

Just to let you know, with more worlds, it's better to have a strong world. After years of teacher training, I finally understood the meaning of the only real world and built a strong one. In your opinion, the teacher has only one small world, but in fact, the teacher's small world has gathered the power of hundreds of small worlds. "

"Master, I understand what you mean. You are letting me enter a small world with the power of ten small worlds. This is turning ten into one, not one at nine." Fang Lang's eyes lit up, his face full said excitedly.

"Well, a boy can be taught, hahaha!" Prince Blood Demon Sword laughed heartily. He was very happy, but he unexpectedly accepted a talented apprentice unexpectedly.

You know, it's not that Blood Demon Sword Lord doesn't want to bring some disciples over the years. However, first, he has high vision, and second, he has a very strange personality, so although he is a martial arts saint, he did not accept any disciples.

This time, Fang Langhe and Yang Shaohua paid tribute to his portrait and left some of his thoughts in the portrait, which caught his attention.

Then Prince Blood Demon Sword saw that Tian Ye had not only refined the saber of the year, but also practiced his skills in the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai, so he began to collect disciples.

And Fang Lang just gave the Blood Demon Sword King a gift of three knees and nine knocks. This gift is ten percent. The Blood Demon Sword King didn't want to test Fang Lang, so he accepted his disciple directly.

I have to say that Fang Lang was very lucky. If he didn't kneel down, how could he run to accept him as a disciple with the temper of a gentleman with the Blood Demon Sword. ..