The First Sword of the Earth

The practitioners of the dark camp all over the city are a little confused now, are they villains, or are the monks of this great Chinese nation a villain?

Regarding the professionalism of ‘making opponents feel depressed in the heart’, this group of them pretends to be the existence of the real masters of this world, and they are completely willing to bow down in front of this great Chinese monk.

——Of course, the world in their eyes does not have a great Chinese nation.

They have planned and prepared for a long time in the Principality of Gangby, and have been waiting for today's feast.

But since last night, news has continued to spread. The long-silent “ruler of the heavens” once again appeared in the African savannah, madly targeting the Garrington Group, and continuously destroying the kind that can gain strength by devouring human life. The magic knife of strength.

This is nothing too surprising.

Although the vast majority of the monks in Dahua seldom go out for activities, the ‘ruler of the heavens’ as the ‘righteous example’ of hatred and hatred in the new era, this behavior is completely expected by them.

Over the night, the Garrington Group, through a high-level meeting of the dark camp, asked the masters of the various forces of the dark camp to help them, and constantly emphasized the importance of those ‘magic knives’ to the dark camp.

Out of preserving the dignity of the dark camp, as well as the generous promises given by the Garrington Group, plus the hatred of the'ruler of the heavens'... a female prince of the blood race promised to take action and will stop this line of Dahua monks.

There is a lesson learned from a certain unlucky blood prince, this self-proclaimed resourceful female prince will definitely not go directly to Wang Sheng to single out.

She took advantage of some of her special relationships to please the ancient prince who had been in contact with Wang Sheng, who was also the real top boss of the dark camp.

When the ancient prince appeared in the Principality of Gangby, the practitioners of the dark camp who were about to enjoy the blood of the Principality of Gangby, a similar thought came up in their hearts...

If the ancient princes of the blood clan couldn't stop Wang Sheng, then the Garrington Group would simply hand over all the magic knives, and just admit it.

However, what shocked all the dark camp forces was that the monks of the Great China ‘arrived as promised’, appeared in the sky above this city, and uttered long screams like molesting, coughing, and provocation.

The blood family seemed to have lost their words, and Prince Gu did not stop the ‘ruler of the heavenly calamity’.

In the dark camp, although most people value their own interests the most, there is no shortage of ‘heroes’ who have firm beliefs, but the beliefs themselves go astray.

Just as these people were going to besiege this rampant Dahua country monk, they suddenly received a very magical news...

Prince Gu was killed!

One prince and one duke of the blood family have been killed in this generation!

A duke fled and disappeared...

At that moment, the person who wanted to rush out seemed to have roots under his feet, and he could not pull his legs out for a while.

The ancient prince of the blood family, a super master who has existed for more than two thousand years, the secret ruler of the blood family, and one of the few giants in the dark camp, just died?

It's too easy to die, so that many people think that the blood race is just a vain name...

But the fact is here, the Dahua monk who is in the limelight is standing in the air, carrying the ancient sword that gleams with light.

It was so incredible.

Only more than ten seconds after the news broke, orders were issued from the decision-making level of their respective forces, all of them lurking or retreating.

They must avoid the swords of Dahua, abandon their actions in this city, wait for the opportunity, and retreat quickly...

Rather than rushing to death like the dozens of kinship members before, it is better to put your dignity and face in your pocket, because it is important to save your life.

As a result, Wang Sheng stood in the air for a few minutes, and the whole city became quieter in the riots, but no offensive fell on him at all.

With a soft snort, the Feixia sword under Wang Sheng's feet sank half a meter, and then flew out with a sharp scream.

The spiritual sense had already locked the position of the magic sword here, and the Feixia sword went straight to the building;

Afterwards, Wang Sheng returned the Spiritless Sword to its sheath and volleyed forward with his hands behind his back.

With every step taken, there will be shallow disc marks in the air, carrying his body, and chasing Feixia sword step by step.

The Taoist priest with his sword and hair back and wearing a Taoist robe wandered into the sky.

One step, two steps...

As Wang Sheng continued to step forward, many of these dark camp practitioners who were observing Wang Sheng in secret, gradually collapsed in their mentality.

Because they suddenly discovered that they couldn't see any hope at all on the way they were walking at this time.

The fundamental pursuit of practice is to make yourself stronger; the same is true for practitioners in the dark camp, but most of them are free to fall into the darkness by unscrupulous means.

But now, the ancient prince, who was as strong as the blood clan, died in the hands of this monk.

Their purpose of becoming stronger, is it to have the qualifications to let this man take a look at himself and kill himself?

At this time, the Dahua monk, who seemed to be in his early twenties, ignored them because he didn't pay attention to them at all.

If they had the power of a blood prince or duke, they might have seen a bright and cold sword light at this time...

If there is color from the heart, it should be black...

Slowly, Wang Sheng had already walked several blocks in the air, approaching the building where Feixiajian had disappeared.

This should be a stronghold of the rebels, a six-story hotel, the magic knife is in a room on the third floor, and more than a dozen brawny men in camouflage uniforms are lying on the ground.

Wang Sheng noticed a small detail. It was obviously that he used the sword to kill these Garrington Group reformers, but their blood and soul were absorbed by the magic knife held in the hands of a corpse.

The blood-changing sword that I encountered in Sakurashima country before will only swallow the deceased who died under this sword.

Obviously, this blood transforming sword here has either been transformed by the other party, or it has entered the next stage of growth.

Destroy it.

When Wang Sheng was thinking about it in his heart, more than a dozen rebels stood up on the top of the building. Someone shouted wildly in foreign languages ​​and fired directly at Wang Sheng in the sky.

But the gunshots just started, and the colorful glow passed, and the roof of the building became quiet for an instant.

At this time, the rebels in the building were basically wiped out, and ordinary people had long gone without a trace.

The spiritless sword came out of its sheath, and Wang Sheng grasped the hilt of the sword, and cut it down with his hand. There was a moonlight on the spiritless sword and disappeared!

The building in front of me was split directly, and the reinforced concrete building was slowly collapsing toward both sides!

Smoke and dust fluttered in all directions, and a magic knife appeared in the air. The body of the knife was surrounded by blood and light, and it kept trembling there, as if provoking the spiritless sword.

The Spiritless Sword burst out with a sound of swords, Wang Sheng heard Dao Yaoyun's cold snort from the bottom of his heart, and then Wang Sheng felt that he was being dragged forward by the Spiritless Sword.

The magic sword, as if it had a spirit, also turned sideways, with a whistling sound, and stab at the spiritless sword!

Just behind the hilt of this magic sword, Wang Sheng seemed to have seen a huge blood skeleton, but he didn't have time to take a closer look, and the end of the sword had already hit a spot.

Ding!

With a soft sound, the sword light of the inanimate sword flashed lightly, and the blood on the magic sword was all shattered.

Immediately afterwards, dense cracks appeared throughout the body of the magic knife, and there was a soft bang of ‘ping’, and the magic blade shattered directly.

Wang Sheng withdrew the Spiritless Sword and couldn't help but lower his head to think.

‘Unexpectedly, they have refined the Blood Transforming Sword to this level of fire,’ Yao Yun said, ‘Since they have already taken the shot, finish their work and solve all the Blood Transforming Swords.

You can't always delay in these trivial matters. Becoming an immortal earlier is the right way. ’

"Well, don't worry, I won't let you wait too long."

Wang Sheng answered calmly, turned around and flew away slowly, stepping on the Feixia sword.

The target here has been eliminated, and we have to rush to the next location.

As for the ordinary people who fight on the streets with all kinds of hot weapons, Wang Sheng didn't take much care. He just walked towards his goal step by step, and by the way, observe if there are any dark camp practitioners who jumped out to attack him.

Unfortunately, none of them.

Even if Wang Sheng deliberately flew very low and slowly, there was no other offensive except for a group of rebels who wanted to bomb him with anti-tank missiles.

In this way, without taking advantage of the power of the sky, purely relying on his own combat power, Daochang Wang unlocked the achievement of "One Person Suppresses One City" and swaggered to the edge of the city to find his teammates.

The monk Huai Jing and Shi Qianzhang originally wanted to fight a battle and rushed after Wang Sheng's figure, but after Wang Sheng solved the group of vampires, they were not attacked at all.

Although Shi Qianzhang wanted to make trouble and explode some foreign evil practitioners to brush his record, the monk Huai Jing stopped Shi Qianzhang. After the two returned to meet with Liu Yunzhi and Dai'er, they also began to rescue some innocent people.

After all, Huai Jing is a compassionate monk, and this is not to be seen.

When the team assembled again, the information from the investigation team was sent over in time. The transportation provided for them was more than ten kilometers away, and they needed to fly in the air to rush over, bypassing this battlefield, and rushing to the next target area.

The few people didn't say much, and each prepared their royal objects to fly; the monk Huai Jing glanced at Dai'er, and felt that it was better to take him as a monk.

"Master King!"

Dai'er suddenly yelled, and the girl looked expectantly, and asked, "Can you take me for a while? This will be fine this time...one time."

"Of course," Wang Sheng promised quite decisively, and took out a sword pill in his arms.

Jian Maru turned into a flying sword, appeared behind Dai'er with lightning speed, and stuck it on her back.

Strands of pure Yang mana bound this girl with Feijian~www.readwn.com~ Before Dai'er could spit out, Wang Sheng pointed his left sword to the front, and the girl flew out instantly.

Really, the imperial sister Feitian.

"Brother Sheng, your refusal is too simple, right?"

Shi Qianzhang murmured in a dumbfounded manner.

Wang Sheng just smiled calmly, and said: "Why don't you take it away if you don't have the intention? I have a senior sister in Hongyan, and I have a sword in my hands, no more."

The other three men were relieved at the same time. On the way, they were worried for the senior sister. There is a statement by Wang Daochang...

Eh, wait.

The sword in the hand? Isn't there still a bit in the sword...

"Let's go," Wang Sheng snapped his fingers and stepped on the Feixia Sword to follow.

The remaining two Taoist priests and a monk looked at each other, and became a little worried for the senior sister.