The First Sword of the Earth

The Jianzong Ancient Sword was actually just the icing on the cake. What really made Wang Sheng's breath soaring was the fusion of the spiritless sword sword spirit and Wang Sheng Yuanying.

When the Di Lingxianquan was reclaimed, Yaoyun and Wang Sheng had already merged with the immortal soul and the original soul; afterwards, Yaoyun turned into a sword spirit, and the spiritless sword and Wang Sheng had naturally reached the realm of human sword integration...

In the Thunder Punishment Hall of the Moon Palace, under Yao Yun's suggestion, the two of them fumbled for a while, and it was considered that they had completed one or two human sword integration.

Because Wang Sheng has not yet become a fairy, all this is dominated by Yaoyun, but Yaoyun does not interfere with Wang Sheng, everything conforms to Wang Sheng's ideas.

If Wang Sheng looked inside at this time, he could see that Yuanying had already held a "pocket version of the inanimate sword" made of fairy light, and Yuanying itself was almost transparent, with beams of light blooming in his eyes, mouth, and nose!

Yuan Ying raised his head and roared silently. Two circles of light white waves of vitality appeared under Wang Sheng's feet. The figure was pulled up straight, and there were 13 ancient people before correction!

The Wuling Sword pointed forward, the Jianzong Wuming Sword was hanging down to the left, and the powerful spiritual consciousness blessed by the sword spirit directly locked the thirteen ancient Xiu in front of him!

These 13 ancient repairs have different faces, some are already desperate, some seem to be desperate, and there are also those who have blinking eyes and want to put down their faces and beg for mercy...

Naturally, they are now thinking more about how to get out of the current predicament.

Only, Huashan Ancient Cultivation Sword took a step forward.

This lightly fluttering step caused this veteran who had lived for a thousand or a few hundred years to appear directly ten meters away, attracting all the attention of Wang Sheng for the time being.

Looking at this ancient cultivator, the cultivation level of the peak of the Tribulation Realm has been adjusted to the top, and the sword in his hand also has a trace of fairy light, which is obviously also an extraordinary grade.

Without saying another word, Huashan Ancient Xiu bent his legs slightly, his figure suddenly rushed forward, leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and in a blink of an eye he rushed to Wang Sheng less than ten meters!

The radiant masterpiece of the sword in Huashan Ancient Xiu's hand actually seemed to be holding a mountain and slashing at Wang Sheng!

Strike a thousand mountains!

Its power is fierce, its sword is hegemony, just like immortal gods!

There was a surging divine light in Wang Sheng's eyes, a masterpiece of immortal sword and immortal light with both hands, this light instantly engulfed him and the Huashan Ancient Xiu who had rushed forward!

The fairy light is so dazzling, the surrounding monks can barely see the sword shadows flashing out of it;

And the spiritual sense that originally locked Wang Sheng or Huashan Ancient Xiu was cut off at this moment!

The vitality suddenly rioted, and a wave of shock waves visible to the naked eye rippled towards the surroundings, leaning against the top of the venue, hitting the ridges in the distance, and blowing down patches of trees.

when!

There seemed to be swords against each other, and the sound was like Hong Zhong, and the entire Huashan Mountain seemed to tremble.

The strong fairy light suddenly converged, and two figures suddenly appeared in the air several hundred meters high, and the three sword lights staggered and chopped, and the sound of swords and swords was endless!

In this sword light, there seemed to be a few bloodstains splashing, but it was not conspicuous.

These two figures only appeared for a moment, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding between each other. At the same time, they flew towards the northwest, bringing out the afterimages, each afterimage was attacking each other with swords!

The group of monks below, including Qingyanzi, the old celestial master, and even a few of the twelve ancient cultivators, can’t understand who has the upper hand and who has the disadvantage...

They can occasionally see the light of blood floating in the air, but they don’t know who was beheaded...

After a fierce fight for an unknown number of rounds, Huashan Ancient Xiu suddenly uttered a loud shout, pulling out dozens of phantoms from the fairy sword in his hand!

All the phantoms showed the exquisite swordsmanship, and instantly swallowed Wang Sheng's figure.

The nameless sword that Wang Sheng held in his left hand burst into light, and several times the thunder slashed away at Huashan Ancient Xiu, and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent once again performed its prestige!

Wang Sheng flashed into the thunder, and rushed through dozens of phantoms. The two swords in his hand were rotated, and all the phantoms around him shattered!

At the end of the thunderbolt, Wang Sheng rushed out, and the nameless sword in his left hand directly smashed the fairy sword in the hand of Gu Xiu, and the innocent sword pierced into the chest of Gu Xiu without any hindrance, but the sword light stirred. But he didn't feel much force...

Unexpectedly, this is another phantom, but it is as true as it is. Wang Sheng has been fully locked in the enemy during the fierce fight, and he did not expect to be deceived by the opponent.

At this moment, an astonishing wave of mana came from the top of his head!

Suddenly Wang Sheng raised his head, and the ancient Xiu Huashan above his head was holding the hilt in his hands.

The sword shape of this huge sword is somewhat similar to the strange peaks of Huashan behind him.

Huashan Ancient Xiu's beard was spreading, but bloodstains appeared all over his body. It was the sword wound left by the previous fight with Wang Sheng, and he has no intention of suppressing it at this moment...

The magical power around the body poured into the fairy sword in his hand, the ancient Huashan body shape merged into the hilt of this earth-colored giant sword, and he suddenly shouted:

"Suffer!"

Immediately push the giant sword, with the momentum of falling into the air, with the vitality surging from the sky, it presses against Wang Sheng with great strength!

Between the sparks and flints, Wang Sheng just gave a cold snort, instead of hiding with the sparkle of thunder, he lifted his swords into the sky~

Three sounds exploded, thunder flashes three times!

Wang Sheng's figure actually completed three accelerations within a vertical distance of less than forty to fifty meters, leaving three traces of vitality slowly swaying in the air!

Wang Sheng's figure looked so thin under the giant sword, and the spiritless sword sprang out a three-foot sword light, but this sword light was so bright!

Ziwei Heavenly Sword!

A sword overwhelms the sky!

The spiritless sword sword light collided with the tip of this earth-colored giant sword, and the rapidly falling giant sword was strangely still, while the vitality that was rolling down was directly rewinding at this moment!

Click, click—

Cracks suddenly appeared on the giant sword, and the cracks spread rapidly from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword;

Huashan Gu Xiu, who held the hilt in both hands, showed a bit of disbelief on his face, and forced a mana into the fairy sword he was holding, and the cracks closed instantly!

But at this time, Huashan Ancient Xiu's face was pale, and there was only surprise in his eyes.

Under the tip of the earth-colored giant sword, Wang Sheng, who held up the spiritless sword, suddenly shook his right arm forward, and the huge stone sword was hit and shot upward for more than ten meters!

Taking a breath, Wang Daochang rushed up again with his sword, the two swords were rotated, and the Pure Yang Sword Song came out. The seven or eight sword shadows blasted on the stone sword almost at the same time, directly smashing the sword tip of the giant sword!

Huashan Gu Xiu roared at the hilt of the giant sword, desperately pressing down the sword!

Wang Sheng counterattacked, the two swords of the fairy light masterpiece, the sword is more and more rapid, the mana and spiritual power surging crazily between the sword body and the Taoist body!

In an instant, I could only see the sword light shining in front of Wang Sheng. Every second I don’t know how many sword lights bloom and the sword shadow swung. That huge stone sword was in front of Wang Sheng...

The ruler broke!

The sky is full of sword shadows, the broken'stone chips', and the earth-colored giant sword that shortens quickly...

The scene that appeared in the air was imprinted in the hearts of many young monks!

In a blink of an eye, the body of the earth-colored giant sword shattered to half.

Wang Sheng's offensive suddenly changed, his figure and the inanimate sword merged into one, as if he had turned into a sword, digging into the body of the giant sword from bottom to top!

The earth-colored giant sword that was already unsupportable was blasted to pieces, and the pure sun sword intent blessed Wang Sheng's body!

The ancient repairman of Huashan flew upside down from the split hilt, his face was crazy, as if he was slashing with his sword.

But when the sword was halfway through, the spiritless sword was already in the middle of the blade of the fairy sword in Huashan Gu Xiu's hand. This fairy sword was blown to pieces with a ‘ping’...

Sword scraps, like crystal powder, dance with the wind;

At that moment, Wang Sheng seemed to hear a slight sob.

Huashan Gu Xiu's figure leaned back, his sword shattered for a moment, and his eyes were blank.

However, Wang Sheng didn't have any stagnation, and the movements that broke out in an instant were extremely smooth, as if he had been rehearsing countless times.

While the inanimate sword smashed the fairy sword, the unnamed sword in the left hand had already crossed the neck of Huashan Ancient Xiu, and the head of Huashan Ancient Xiu flew up...

The sword light flickered, and the solidified primordial spirit of Huashan Ancient Xiu instantly smashed into powder, and his body disappeared since then.

The third.

Wang Sheng swept his gaze downwards, and allowed Huashan Ancient Xiu's body to fall from the sky, and the landing point was also in the venue.

From the shot of this ancient sword repairer to his death, the whole process happened too fast and too intense...

Whether there are twelve Gu Xiu left below, no one can intervene in the duel between the two sword repairs, and even they feel that Huashan Ancient Xiu died too quickly and suddenly.

Apart from Wang Sheng, I am afraid that only two sword spirits knew why this ancient Xiu Huashan had to use such a way of'compressing people with force' to make the last fight.

From the very beginning, Huashan Ancient Xiu and Wang Sheng fell into a disadvantage, and Wang Sheng suppressed the change of sword moves.

This has nothing to do with the cultivation base, it is purely because of the swordsmanship being suppressed by Wang Sheng.

The few waves where the two quickly confronted each other in the air, and the traces of blood that appeared constantly were actually from the ancient repairs of Huashan...

The ancient cultivator of Huashan tried to use all his mana to condense a giant sword, but he already knew that it was impossible to suppress Wang Sheng with the realm of kendo, so he could only try this way...

By the time the sword shattered and the people died, he also had no strength to fight back.

In the air, there is still a wave of mana remaining, and the vitality is constantly surging.

Wang Sheng's eyes were locked down, without any hesitation, before the ancient Xiu had made any response, he opened his hands and jumped down from the air!

How can the twelve ancient sin repairmen have fighting spirit at this time? But their way of retreat has been blocked by the immortals, and there is no way to retreat!

"You all shoot together!"

In an instant, the twelve ancient cultivators used their own methods, and at this moment, under the tremendous pressure of life and death, they also made concerted efforts to launch an offensive against Wang Sheng who fell from the sky!

There is a magic weapon longbow bowstring vibrating, a talisman master urges the sky to send talisman, and there are eighteen three-foot-high flags thrown by the ancient Xiu Taoist, and they are arranged into a large array in a blink of an eye. Borrowing vitality...

In the face of so many offensives, Wang Sheng didn't hide in the slightest, and slammed into this colorful streamer!

But then the sword light flashed, half of the streamers of various colors exploded and half flew around.

A thunder slashed diagonally from the air, and slashed straight to the height of more than 30 meters above the heads of the twelve ancient Xiu!

Wang Sheng wrapped the thunder light and flew out from it, his figure turned in the sky, facing the twelve sin repair below!

The nameless sword was held flat behind him, and the sword light surged like a river wave. Following Wang Sheng’s shining celestial light left arm, the sword light instantly solidified and turned into a tens of meters long azure sword. !

The right-handed Spiritless Sword instantly cut out the sword shadow in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, dozens of groups of Big Dippers appeared in the air, which completely covered the twelve crimes and sealed all their escape paths!

The twelve ancient sin repair methods were all out, but the hundreds of sword lights falling in the air did not give them a chance to counterattack at all, and the huge sword that was tens of meters long after the sword light slashed down was even more crushed. For their last struggle...

At that moment, the sky over the entire venue fell chaotically, and the sword shadow disappeared.

In an instant, the sword aura stretched for dozens of miles, and the blood of the immortal fell into Shura!

Fourth, fifth...

The ninth, tenth...

The twelve sinners struggled as hard as they could, and all kinds of life-saving methods were presented, but no one could resist the offensive of the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.

Every sword light is Wang Sheng's full blow, this is the Ziwei Heavenly Sword, this is the inheritance handed down by Emperor Ziwei!

I do not know how long it has been…

It shouldn't take long...

For all monks at this moment, time seemed to be walking slowly.

When a corpse fell in the air, the fairy light on Wang Sheng's body also converged towards the inanimate sword.

At this moment, Wang Sheng seemed to have been cramped and his marrow was pulled out, and there was a huge sense of weakness all over his body, and Dao Xin felt nothing but nothing.

This is the result of merging with the sword spirit, Dao Body and Nascent Soul have been under unprecedented pressure.

At this moment, a corpse that fell on the ground suddenly "deceived a corpse", the ancient Xiu Dao actually vomited blood, jumped up on his own, and stumbled to flee in the venue.

Wang Sheng slammed the Wuling sword out, barely keeping his figure standing near the devastated rostrum, his legs softened, and he couldn't help kneeling on one knee, and he held the Wuming ancient sword with his left hand.

After the Spiritless Sword, a phantom of a fairy appeared, and he slapped the ancient Xiu Dao on the ground with a palm in the air; Yao Yun was holding the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the sword touched the old Dao's neck.

"No, don't kill me! Forgive! Fairy, forgive!"

This old man trembled all over, screaming there, "I am willing to redeem my merits. I am only instigated by them to do such ridiculous things! I am willing to publish all their nasty tricks to the public!"

Spare my life! God, spare my life! I don’t know the true gods! The ghost is obsessed with the heart, dare to hurt Granny Fox Fairy! "

Wang Sheng waved his hand, Yao Yun raised the sword in his hand, another head was thrown away, and another semi-finished soul was annihilated.

"Uh, I mean forget it... alright."

Wang Sheng shook his head and slowly stood up with the nameless sword, a little vain at his feet, but after a few steps he recovered a bit of strength.

At this moment, the audience was still so quiet, all eyes focused on this monk, and Wang Sheng walked straight to Qingyanzi and the others, took the nameless ancient sword, and handed it to the head of the sword sect, Qinglong Dao. .

The latter made a daoist first, then held the ancient sword in both hands, and smiled kindly at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng said something to his master, and Qing Yanzi hurried forward to help him. For a while, he had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

"Master, disciples go to find a place to rest for a while... These ancient cultivators may still have the primordial spirit still in existence.

Master, don't leave behind troubles. "

"Okay, don't worry," Qing Yanzi nodded in response, but could only watch her apprentice walk away, and just said, "The next thing is to be done by the teacher... It's hard work."

Wang Sheng slowly shook his head, and then bid farewell to the masters and masters of Taoism, then turned and walked towards the place where Xilian and Wang Xiaomiao were.

"Brother Sheng!"

A loud shout came from the passage of the stands next to him. Shi Qianzhang rushed out with a group of acquaintances of the investigation team. Wang Sheng smiled and nodded, but he didn't have the energy to respond.

This group of people almost rushed to Xi Lian and Wang Xiaomiao with Wang Sheng, but "Meng Po" was nowhere to be found.

Wang Sheng leaned over to check the state of Xilian, and found that Xilian was awake with strong support at this time, and said in a dumb voice: "Sister, let's rest first, it's all right now."

"Um…"

Xi Lian answered, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep in Wang Xiaomiao's arms.

Wang Sheng sat down on the ground, Shi Qianzhang quickly stuffed a futon with his hands, and smiled at Wang Sheng.

When Wang Daochang saw this guy, he was inexplicably relaxed, he took a sigh of relief, took out a porcelain bottle in his arms, and handed it to Shi Qianzhang.

"Here, the elixir, for your exclusive use, to consolidate the foundation."

Shi Qianzhang's eyes glared, and he hugged the porcelain bottle, suddenly he couldn't restrain his ecstasy, and jumped up and down beside him for a while.

"Non-language," Liu Yunzhi yelled from the side. Wang Sheng just wanted to take out a few healing and mana-recovering elixir to make a gift, but Liu Yunzhi suddenly knelt on the ground in front of Xilian and said nothing.

Wang Sheng quickly got up, pulled Liu Yunzhi up forcibly, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"I…"

Liu Yunzhi's voice trembled, his eyes turned red.

Shi Qianzhang sighed, put away his exclusive elixir, and walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Speak from another place," Shi Qianzhang whispered.

Wang Sheng nodded, and urged a mana, scabbard and inanimate sword, and Feixia sword hiding outside the field to intercept the fish that slipped through the net, and returned at the same time.

Wang Xiaomiao's size is also considered to be a monk, and he won't be struggling to hold Xi Lian's body, so he stood up next to his brother.

On the side, several people from the investigation team came up to say hello to Wang Sheng, but Mou Yue, the highest-ranking officer, stood behind these people with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"That's right," Wang Sheng paused with his sword and swept to the side of the investigation team, and found a small brocade box in the pendant in his arms. Uukanshu.com threw it away.

Mou Yue reached out to catch the brocade box subconsciously, and Wang Sheng waved his hand without saying much. The few people in the investigation team could only stop and watch them leave.

"Yunzhi, what's wrong with you?" Wang Sheng asked in confusion.

"Ugh…"

"Hahaha, Brother Sheng, let me talk about this, and I'll find a place where no one is."

Shi Qianzhang's loud voice turned into a background sound, and Mou Yue's eyes flickered slightly. After hesitating several times, she opened the brocade box, and her face became pale.

In the brocade box, a small shield-shaped medal was lying quietly, and the ancient sword carved on the front was eclipsed at this moment.

The sword medal was returned.

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