Traveling across the globe for the first time

Chapter 984 Number Two Arrives
A huge sword light was hovering not far away, and occasionally it would make some fancy moves, using the 10-meter-long giant sword to make sword flowers. The scene was very spectacular.

This shocked Fang Ping greatly. "Oh my god! Since when did Senior Brother Zhang become able to control the sword energy so freely?"

Just now, Fang Ping's heart was filled with resentment. This sword energy was a hundred miles long and so fast. It only began to change direction when it was thousands of miles away. It scared everyone. They were afraid that he would lose control and crash into the fake road.

Now that they saw that the sword energy was so flexible, they all breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that it was just a joke and not an operational error.

Fang Ping complained dissatisfiedly, "Senior Brother Zhang has always been steady and prudent in his work. He wouldn't make such a joke.

Could it be that he sent that unreliable clone here?"

A figure suddenly appeared in Fang Ping's mind. He was thinking of the second clone. That guy had an extremely eccentric personality and his brain circuits were not normal. If he was controlling the sword energy, he might really do such a thing.

Suddenly a voice came from the sword energy!
"Ding Dong! Your express delivery has arrived, please sign for it!"

A figure rose from the huge sword energy. He looked at Fang Ping with a smirk and said, "Hahaha!"

"Second Master is here to send you his sharp aura!"

"Long time no see! Did you miss me?"

The figure that appeared was clone number two.

"It really is this idiot!"

Fang Ping slapped his forehead and cursed inwardly, "Damn it! Why did Senior Brother Zhang send him here? Doesn't he know how unreliable this guy is? Isn't he afraid that he'll mess things up?"

Although Fang Ping complained inwardly, a pleasantly surprised smile appeared on his face. "It's you, boy! I knew Senior Brother Zhang wouldn't be so unreliable. Now that it's you, it's no surprise."

Number Two had worked with Fang Ping more than once, and each time he made a killing.

The key is that this guy is very easy to fool and doesn't care much about the spoils.

Fang Ping asked with some confusion, "Shouldn't you be possessing the phantom of my origin world?
Why did you come here in person?
He even controlled such a powerful sword energy, which really scared me just now."

Number Two said excitedly: "Your phantom is too weak and can't exert much strength.

This matter is of great importance, so of course I have to come here in person.

This time, I will not only give you a sharp edge, but also cooperate with you in the battle."

As he spoke, he patted the giant sword beneath him.

"Are you joining the war too?"

Fang Ping took a few glances at the second clone and found that his strength had indeed improved a lot, but he was only at the peak of the Saint level and could barely fight against the Six Heavenly Kings.

Joining the war is simply a hindrance!

This time he was going to go deep into the Dao Universe, intercept the Qi and Blood Gate, and might even encounter attacks from the Emperor. He didn't want to have a burden around him, but since the other person was here to deliver something, it wouldn't be appropriate to just chase him away.

"I think you should just join the battle! I don't need your fighting power..."

Fang Ping suddenly thought of something, his face darkening, and he glared angrily, "Wait! Did Senior Brother Zhang ask you to spy on me?

I've already said we'll split the blood we've earned equally, so I definitely won't embezzle anything. He even sent you here, which clearly shows he doesn't trust me. No! I'll have to ask him for an explanation later."

The second clone said in surprise, "Really? Did the original send me here to monitor you? Then why didn't he explain it to me clearly?

I was thinking of helping you break through the Qi and Blood Gate, and getting some True Blood so I can rebuild my body."

Number Two immediately realized that Fang Ping was judging others by his own standards.

If the main body really wanted to know how much true blood Fang Ping had harvested, he could spend some money to buy accurate information from the Wanjie Building, and there would be no need to send himself here.

However, Fang Ping could not know the secret of Wanjie Tower, so he did not explain it.

If you say you are monitoring me, then just monitor me. If you have the guts, go and settle the score with the original owner. It will be over if he punishes you or not.

Number two was very dissatisfied that the other party looked down on him.

He looked at Fang Ping with indignation and said, "Fang Ping! Don't underestimate me.

My strength is indeed not as good as yours, but the role I can play may not be smaller than yours.

Breaking the eighth level of lethality, can you unleash it now?"

Fang Ping said in surprise, "You can launch an attack that breaks through level eight? Why am I so unconvinced? Don't brag, kid! It could kill you."

He looked Number Two up and down, but didn't find any magical weapon on him. He asked doubtfully, "Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang has created some secret technique that he can lend you?"

Number Two rolled his eyes in anger and said, "The original body can indeed use its consciousness to descend upon me. That's called will projection.

But he's chasing the treacherous emperor, so how can he have the time?"

Number Two slapped the giant sword beneath him fiercely and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months. How come your eyesight has improved? You can't even see such a powerful sword energy. Isn't this an attack that can break through the eighth level?"

Fang Ping sneered and said, "What good is a sword energy alone?
Do you still want to break the real gate with this sword energy?
If you really have this ability, why did you let us take the risk of entering the Great Dao Universe?"

Seeing Fang Ping's disbelief, Number Two quickly explained, "I'm here to act as a coordinate. There will be a constant stream of sword energy coming from behind, and these are all attacks that can break through the eighth level.

Only with my close guidance can we ensure that there will be no mistakes."

Zhang Haoran sent No. 2 here to serve as a coordinate. At the critical moment, he could perform a divine descent, mainly to prevent the emperor from taking action.

Of course, it also means getting real blood in advance through number two.

However, he didn't say these things explicitly, and Number Two thought he was asked to come and help Fang Ping.

He said proudly: "How about it, now I am qualified to fight alongside you, right?"

In fact, Fang Ping was not unconvinced. He just wanted to ask some questions to see how many cards Number Two had. This clone was indeed easy to fool. With just a few provocations, all the cards were revealed.

Fang Ping once again focused his gaze on the sword energy and immediately realized that since No. 2 could come here on a flying sword, he could naturally guide the sword energy to attack. This was truly an extra helper.

He could also tell from the other party's tone that he wasn't here to spy on him, which made Fang Ping feel much better. He smiled and said, "Haha! Since Senior Brother Zhang has already made arrangements, I agree to your joining."

What do we do next?
Let's combine now?

Then you add a layer of sharp energy to us and directly explode the Qi and Blood Gate?"

As he said this, Fang Ping's eyes began to light up. He had been coveting real blood for a long time.

As long as his basic energy and blood can be improved a little more, he will be able to burst out with the strength of the strongest person.

When the emperor cannot easily go down to the mortal world in his true form, he is the one standing at the top of the three realms.

Fang Ping's only worry was whether this Heavenly King Path could withstand the pressure from the Origin World. As a protagonist with a cheat code, Fang Ping finally had the opportunity to become a powerful figure in the Three Realms, instead of the seemingly inexperienced newbie everyone talked about.

Seeing Fang Ping's excitement, Number Two happily waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, come over and ride the sword energy with me.

I'll take you flying for a while, and then we'll reunite when we get close to the real gate.

After all, your time together is limited and cannot be wasted on traveling.

Furthermore, I can launch a sword attack first to test the strength of the Qi and Blood Gate, so that you can have a better idea of the situation."

Fang Ping said with satisfaction, "Going there on your flying sword? That would indeed save a lot of time."

The time they have together is limited, and every minute and every second is precious. If they can exist for one more second, they can gain one more piece of true blood.

It really shouldn't be wasted on the road.

Number Two said happily, "Do you want me to come pick you up? Don't worry, I can control the sword energy well and won't hurt Fake Dao."

He was obviously lacking in confidence when he said this. If he was really sure, he would not have lingered in the distance.

Fang Ping could naturally sense the man's guilty conscience and said unhappily, "You'd better stay put! It's only this short a distance, and I can still lead people there without merging."

The two sides were now tens of thousands of miles apart, but Fang Ping and his team didn't need to fly that far. If they were to fly five or six thousand miles away and make sure that the false path would not be destroyed, Number Two could come to pick them up.

The key is that they cannot merge, they need to rely on their own strength to fly over, which is also a big challenge for Fang Ping.

Without fusion, the physical body will definitely suffer considerable damage when entering the Dao Universe. It is estimated that the basic Qi and blood and the upper limit of mental strength will be greatly reduced.

However, compared with the real blood that will be obtained soon, these losses are nothing.

Fang Ping did not act immediately. He spread his mental power and transformed it into ropes to tie up several beginner warriors.

He reminded me, "Don't resist. I'll take you all with me so that we don't get out of sync with each other and someone gets left behind."

In fact, he felt that these novice warriors were flying too slowly and could not keep up with his speed. Every second they stayed in the Avenue Universe would cause them to suffer considerable damage. Now these novice warriors were also considered his own people, so Fang Ping would certainly not let them lose their strength in vain.

Although he seems careless at ordinary times, he is still very reliable at critical moments.

The Hell God said solemnly: "Don't worry! During wartime, all actions must be carried out under command. We understand this principle.

You are now the Human King, and we are all your subordinates. From now on, you can give orders directly without having to explain anything to us."

Several novice warriors were already prepared to sacrifice themselves and certainly didn't mind being restrained. They also cooperated very well by storing their mental power within their bodies so as not to interfere with Fang Ping. This was essentially handing their lives over to him.

Fang Ping was very pleased with this. He first pulled a few people to his side, then began to gather Qi and blood at his feet, reminding them, "Follow closely. If anyone falls behind, if you're close, return to the false path. If you're too far away, wait where you are. I'll return to pick you up once I've infused my sharp energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out. Several novice warriors were tightly bound by their mental power behind him. Only then did Fang Ping understand what it felt like to enter the Dao Universe with a physical body.
The feeling of physical and mental strength being decomposed bit by bit is extremely terrifying, and an extreme fear rises uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.

Every second they stay here, they will lose hundreds of calories of their health.

Fang Ping was shocked and said, "Damn, it's so dangerous! No wonder Senior Brother Zhang told me to merge before entering the Great Dao Universe.

I hope this harvest can make up for my losses, otherwise it will be a huge loss."

At this moment, Fang Ping suddenly thought of Li Changsheng, a powerful man who could enter the Dao Universe with his physical body without any problems within ten seconds.

Now, he finally understood how perverted Li Changsheng's avenue was.

In the Dao Universe where even the emperor would be severely damaged, he can stay safely for 10 seconds.

This is because his current cultivation level is only at the peak level.

If Li Changsheng could be promoted to the emperor level, he should be able to roam freely in the avenue like a cang cat!
"Now is not the time to think about these things. I have to hurry up."

Fang Ping shook his head, throwing away all those messy thoughts. His blood and energy surged, and he used all his might to activate the Gentleman's Thousand Miles Movement Technique, flying towards the giant sword in the distance.

Fang Ping had just flown over a thousand miles when he suddenly felt a sharp sensation coming towards him.

Looking closely, it turned out to be several balls of silver sharp energy approaching rapidly.

The second clone smiled and said, "Haha! Don't resist. Once you are enveloped by this sharp energy, you won't be broken apart by the Great Dao Universe anymore!

I'll pull you over later."

Number Two doesn't know much about the fake way, and wonders if it repels the sharp aura?
So at first I didn't dare to send it directly, but now Fang Ping and the others have gone thousands of miles away, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

This wave of assists came just in time, making Fang Ping very satisfied.

He and Number Two get along really well, probably because both of them have unusual brain circuits.

Whenever he was working with Fang Ping, Number Two always behaved very attentively.

Fang Ping nodded to Number Two, then allowed the sharp aura to envelop him.

Sure enough, the moment his body was completely covered by the sharp aura, the mysterious power disappeared.

This made Fang Ping breathe a sigh of relief. Every bit of his basic Qi, blood, and mental strength was cultivated through hard work, and any loss would make his heart bleed.

And the feeling of watching yourself being disintegrated without being able to resist is also very uncomfortable.

In front of the Great Dao Universe, he, a broken Seven Heavenly Kings, seemed so weak, and he didn't want to continue experiencing that feeling of powerlessness.

"Hahaha!"

Number Two laughed heartily as he dragged Fang Ping and the others towards the massive sword energy. With a malicious look on his face, he asked, "Fang Ping, how do you feel now? Do you feel safe?"

Fang Ping relaxed as his basic Qi and Blood no longer decreased. He then groaned and said through gritted teeth, "It doesn't feel good, like I'm wearing soft armor backwards.

There are countless fine needles constantly pricking my body.

By the way, is this the insurance that Senior Brother Zhang prepared for me?

That's too unreliable!

"Hiss! This is so painful and itchy, so uncomfortable! It will distract me from the battle."

Although the novice warriors were very cooperative, they were not Wang Jinyang after all, and did not have that much tacit understanding with Fang Ping. After merging, he still needed to devote some of his energy to controlling their qi and blood.

If he is distracted by the sting again, it will be difficult for him to exert his full combat strength.

However, Fang Ping also knew that it was not that easy to shield himself from the invasion of the Great Dao Universe. This was a price that had to be paid.

(End of this chapter)