The little sword circled around Fang Chen, jumping up and down, acting very active and lively, looking like he was seeking credit.

Fang Chen looked relieved.

Xiaojian did not disappoint him. Fireball Technique and Ice Technique could not hurt him at all. Even the lower-grade purple electric talisman could only cause certain damage to the zombie in front of Xiaojian, the fragile one was like tofu.

"Smell, smelly..."

While seeking credit, Xiaojian expressed his dissatisfaction.

Obviously, it was smelled by the corpse of the walking corpse.

"It's a little smelly."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

"Hungry, hungry... so hungry..."

"Hold on it first, I'll give it to you immediately if you have any food."

Fang Chen comforted.

The communication between the two only exists on the spiritual level, so everyone cannot see this scene.

But what they saw was Fang Chen smiling lightly, the dusty aura on his body became heavier, and a silver flying sword about an inch long was tangled around him.

Just now, this flying sword killed two zombies!

A hint of horror flashed in Senior Brother Zhou's eyes. Even he didn't expect that the two zombies would be killed so easily by Fang Chen's flying sword.

"This flying sword...is it a middle-grade yellow-grade one!?"

He denied this thought as soon as it arose.

"Impossible, the middle-grade magic weapon with a middle-grade yellow level is heavy. How can a mere Qi Refining Cultivator drive it? Besides, there are not many such magic weapons even in the Blood Corpse Sect..."

Senior Brother Zhou's eyes gradually became horrified. If it weren't for the middle-grade magic weapon of the yellow level, it could burst out with such a terrifying and fierce power, and even the zombie could not resist it. It was like a legendary sword cultivator!

Could this casual cultivator in front of me be a sword cultivator with his natal flying sword?

He felt more and more that this speculation was very close to the truth.

No wonder the other party has always been so indifferent and has no fear at all.

Sword cultivator itself is an extreme in the world of cultivation. Such a monk practices swords throughout his life, devotes all his energy to the sword art without practicing unnecessary magic.

This has made the destructive power of the sword cultivator always at the top of the world of cultivation. The sword in their hands... can break all the methods!

The only disadvantage is that the sword cultivators are too persistent in fighting and too warlike, which leads to their longevity being much smaller than that of cultivators of the same level...

What does a monk seek? What he seeks is immortality! Even if an ordinary monk has the opportunity to become a sword cultivator, he may not choose this path.

This road is too boring and too single, and has little life span.

Not to mention the inheritance of sword cultivators... too few too few.

The Hanshui Kingdom, who were sure to win, saw this scene, their faces became a little pale, and they subconsciously looked at Senior Brother Zhou, but they found that Senior Brother Zhou's expression was not right.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you haven't taken action yet!? He destroyed two of my zombies and made me burn my efforts for many years!"

Senior Sister Wang came back to her senses from the confusion. Without thinking about it, she shouted loudly to Senior Brother Zhou.

"Junior sister..."

Senior Brother Zhou smiled bitterly, "Your opponent... may be a sword cultivator..."

Sword cultivator!?

Senior Sister Wang was slightly stunned, her expression gradually became a little unbelievable. She subconsciously looked at Fang Chen, and the thoughts in her mind continued to hover.

Of course, she was not stupid to become a monk. She also noticed the clues that Senior Brother Zhou discovered. She suddenly took a breath in her heart, and even the resentment in her eyes was a little less, and in turn, she was frightened.

"Sword cultivators? They seem to be afraid of such monks?"

Fang Chen's thoughts moved slightly, and he looked at the expressions of Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Sister Wang, confirming his thoughts.

But he didn't know the difference between a sword cultivator and an ordinary cultivator. Could it be that if there is a natal flying sword as a magic weapon, it is considered a sword cultivator?

"Your Excellency, I have had many misunderstandings before."

Senior Brother Zhou suddenly hugged Fang Chen and said, "I don't know that you have the inheritance of sword cultivator. I think your master... is also a generation of sword cultivator, right?"

When the Hanshui people saw this scene, a hint of panic appeared on their faces.

Admitted!?

A monk from the sixth-grade empire actually admitted his defeat!?

"call……"

Ji Congyun breathed a long sigh in his heart. The overall situation was settled. He looked at the Emperor of Hanshui Kingdom with a smile and found that the other side was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were constantly oozing out. A faint contempt flashed through his eyes.

"I said that I am a casual cultivator."

Fang Chen smiled.

"I understand."

Senior Brother Zhou nodded and no longer tested Fang Chen's origin.

The sword cultivator has a strange temper. After all, he has been facing a sword for decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. He is either fighting or preparing to fight every day. Such people cannot be treated as ordinary monks.

The most important point... All sword cultivators hold grudges very much, not the kind who hold grudges!

He once heard a rumor.

A monk who had just stepped into the path of sword cultivator was slapped to death by a master monk, and ended up provoking the teacher behind the other party, but the teacher was not an opponent and was injured by the master monk.

Then... a group of sword cultivators descended from the sky and slaughtered the great monks and the sects behind him overnight. Even if the backers behind the great monks came forward, they could not solve this problem.

The battle between the two sides lasted for several years, with stronger people constantly participating in the battle.

In the end... the great monk's backer and his backer led people to apologize to the group of sword cultivators, and paid an extremely heavy price to make this matter stop.

"Senior Brother Zhou...is he really a sword cultivator?"

Senior Sister Wang's face no longer had the arrogance she had before, and now she looks more like a frightened little girl, even her tone is softer...

"If it weren't for the sword cultivator... how could your corpse be defeated in one move? This is the sword breaking all the methods... The sword in the sword cultivator's hand is really invincible..."

Senior Brother Zhou smiled bitterly, and while explaining, he flattered Fang Chen.

Sword breaks all the methods!?

Everyone looked at Fang Chen blankly, and was described by monks from the sixth-grade empire in these four words... They could hardly imagine how terrifying Fang Chen's true strength was.

Regret, endless regret.

The Emperor of Hanshui Kingdom looked pale and only regret was left in his heart. If he had known this, what would have happened to him to give the throne to the Ji family with a decent look?

At least... Han Qin won't die...

Thinking of this, he felt very distressed. Han Qin was the only martial artist in the royal family who had entered the Tianxuan Realm at a young age... and died like this...

"Since it's a misunderstanding, what do you think should you do next?"

Fang Chen smiled.

What to do next?

Senior Brother Zhou said tentatively: "I will take my junior sister away. We will no longer ask about the matters of Hanshui Kingdom... Originally, we should not ask about it. After all, Daxia and Hanshui are of the same lineage, both of the White Tiger Empire and the Qinghu Kingdom..."

The Qinghu Kingdom he mentioned was the country where he was, governing more than a dozen seventh-grade empires, and the White Tiger Empire was one of them.

"This is not possible."

Fang Chen smiled.

Senior Brother Zhou's expression changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "What do you think?"

He just hopes to take his junior sister away from here quickly and don’t want to have any connection with Fang Chen anymore. Sword cultivator is really too troublesome. If he is stuck...

The person in front of him is fine, but he is afraid that the other party will have an unmatched enemy. If the Blood Corpse Sect is attracted to the Blood Corpse Sect, they will probably be the first to be killed by the Blood Corpse Sect leader.
Chapter completed!