“Of course, after you inherit my inheritance, you must avenge me.” “My enemy is the’s Heavenly Demon Lord. If he’s still alive, I hope that you can help me take revenge. If he’s dead, then everything will vanish into thin air.”
The hero who fought against the Huangquan Sect back then had now fallen to such a state.
Fang Chen sighed, one day, would he also become a Pu Yun Grandmaster, disappearing from the face of the world, slowly dying.
At the same time, Fang Chen gradually fell into a coma. The power of the sword in his mind began to circulate automatically as the mnemonics of the Tai Yi Beam Blade appeared in’s mind.
In that moment, Fang Chen felt that his head was in pain, as though there was a lot of information in his head.
“It hurts.”
Fang Chen rubbed his head in pain and started to comb through the information in his head.
“Tai Yi Beam Blade?”
The Tai Yi Splitting Sword could allow a martial artist to cultivate to the peak of the Qi Hai realm.
Fang Chen reached out his palm and gently gripped onto the wooden sword. The moment he grabbed onto the wooden sword, an elderly voice suddenly entered Fang Chen’s ears.
Just as Fang Chen was about to leave the palace, a rumbling sound came from behind. Fang Chen turned to look, only to realize that the palace had collapsed.
“Fang Chen, I want you dead.” Dong Kun looked at Fang Chen who was in front of him, and his heart was filled with anger.
From the tip of Dong Kun’s sword, a dense amount of spirit energy appeared. This spirit energy, under the control of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique, had actually turned into numerous lightning dragons.
The seventy-two sword lights directly shattered as the lightning dragon shattered Fang Chen’s Tai Yi Beam Blade with a devastating momentum.
“Fang Chen, what other abilities do you have?” Dong Kun’s face was filled with a bloodthirsty smile, as he said sinisterly.