The First Sword of the Earth

Long Zhuotian shouted angrily, the vast celestial power filled the sky, the celestial light surged in his claws, and the vitality of the land within a radius of ten miles was squeezed towards Wang Sheng!

Not only the vitality, the universe is also shaking, and it is also trying to limit Wang Sheng's figure!

At this moment, Li Chang's forehead was already shining golden light, and it would rise to the sky at any time.

However, Wang Sheng held the sword and walked away in the air. The sword intent of Liangyi was urged to the extreme. Four faint Taiji diagrams appeared around his body. Hearing and vomiting, the sword aura was scattered all over the sky at will.

The two figures were spinning around in the air, and the weather was fierce. Although Wang Sheng danced in front of the dragon's claws, he always felt calm and relaxed.

By this time, Na Long Naotian had regretted too much, but at this time he still felt that he could easily take Wang Sheng down even without a magic weapon, so he attacked in the air.

As the dragon claw explored forward, the immortal power and vitality condensed into a dragon claw phantom with a diameter of several tens of meters, and slammed it down at Wang Sheng.

The sword intent turned continuously, and Wang Sheng stepped on the lotus flower. The lotus flower left the mark of seven stars, which drifted by the shadow of dragon claws dangerously and dangerously...

The robes and the clothes fell gently, and the sword swallows flicked back into the dark and fragrant.

The appearance of Wang Sheng's long hair fluttering is amazing, but it's only because of the more elegant body style, and the fighting style at this time is getting more dangerous.

That Long Naotian took the initiative, but failed to achieve meritorious service in a few consecutive strokes. He was already annoyed in his heart. At this time, his strength became stronger and stronger, and his offensive became more and more fierce. A big palm smashed the entire Xinghai Gate. Posture.

But at this moment, Wang Sheng was holding the sword and striving for the east, grasping the shortcomings of Long Yaotian's moves that were powerful but not agile. With the help of Liangyi's sword intent, his figure flew left and right in the air.

The stronger Long Naotian's offensive was, the more strength Wang Sheng borrowed, and the more calmly he dodged his offensive.

At this time, although Wang Sheng's eyes were bright, the image presented in his heart was not what he saw in his eyes.

In the bottom of his heart, within a hundred li, every turbulence of vitality, every burst of immortal power, is so clear; the sword of the heart lies in himself, Feiyun holds his right hand, and his left hand can even be carried behind his back. .

This is the function of perception, and it is also the only aspect where Wang Sheng has an absolute advantage in terms of his own hard power when facing Long Zhuotian.

After dozens of tricks, Long Naotian was also extremely angry.

In the late days of the dignified Heavenly Immortal, the veteran of the Tianfengmen, he was considered the number one person on the tenth three-star level. He also had some supernatural powers. He was so passive when he started working with such a real fairy today.

It was just clenching a fist, but always smashing it into the air. It was completely impossible to use it at this time.

The sword qi kept coming. Although it was not painful or itchy, Long Naotian would rather spend more celestial power to smash these sword qi directly around his body, and did not want to make himself look more embarrassed.

If today this little thief is just to humiliate the old man, it is exactly what he wants at this time.

However, how can he be humiliated if he stays in the air!

Suddenly saw a phantom of the blue dragon raising his head and roaring behind Long Aotian, and Long Aotian embraced his palms roundly, and with a low drink, the land within a radius of ten miles instantly became extremely gloomy!

The shadows of blue dragons sprang from the palms of Long Zhuotian, and in an instant, 18 black dragons of a hundred meters long sprang out and slammed into Wang Sheng.

But it has already begun to use the magical powers that are not lightly revealed to others in the weekdays.

Wang Sheng frowned, his figure dodged quickly, but the 18 phantoms of the blue dragon were chasing after him.

Long Zhuotian kept his hands in a circle, and a faint smile appeared on his short winter melon-like face.

In his eyes, Wang Sheng could only run away at this time.

‘With that Li Chang, you may not be able to kill this kid, but you have to make him suffer! ’

Eighteen dark blue dragons soared up and down, blocking Wang Sheng's retreat from six sides and ten directions. Several blue dragons pounced against Wang Sheng at the same time. As long as they were directly hit by one of them, Wang Sheng would be seriously injured if he did not die.

This scene really made many Xinghaimen immortals squeeze a sweat.

Wang Sheng's sword power suddenly changed!

The Feiyun Sword was held high, and a shock of thunder came from the void, and slashed on the Feiyun Sword in a blink of an eye, causing Wang Sheng to be full of lightning.

However, this is just a cover-up trick.

Wang Sheng locked onto a blue dragon that had hit it, and he was confronted with the electric light head-on, but his figure was constantly shaking in the air, leaving behind the afterimages like a lotus flower!

Qinglianjue?

That's not the case. Wang Sheng doesn't have a small wooden sword in his hand, but that is his biggest hole card now. How can it be used here?

But the trajectory of Wang Sheng's figure was indeed the situation before Qing Lianjue was launched. The mysterious Taoist rhyme, such a dazzling and indistinct figure, seemed to collide with Canglong head-on at this moment.

At this moment, Long Naotian suddenly couldn't capture Wang Sheng's shadow in Immortal Consciousness.

The eighteen blue dragons were originally his magical powers, and naturally they acted according to Long Zhuotian's mind. At this moment, he suddenly lost his goal, and the blue dragon could only maintain the original path for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Sheng's figure appeared on the left side of the blue dragon, and Long Naotian immediately urged the blue dragon to wave his tail, but Wang Sheng had already walked away with a sword, and dodged the attack of the blue dragon gracefully.

Raise the fingers of the sword in the left hand, and use the sword technique to urge the Feiyun sword in the hand;

The fairy light of Feiyun Sword erupted, and at the speed of the imperial sword, with the figure of Wang Sheng, it rushed directly to Long Naotian!

The speed at which one person and one sword exploded in an instant was not worse than Akabane Ling Tianjue's!

Under the reminder of Dao Master Qinglin, Wang Sheng finally started to face the potential of Yujianshu and kept digging deeper.

The eighteen blue dragons couldn't catch up from behind, but Long Naotian just snorted coldly, his palms rushed, and the eighteen blue dragons instantly collapsed, turning into a wave of immortal power and returning to himself.

Then, facing Wang Sheng who was rushing with his sword, the demon dragon suddenly took a breath, and when Wang Sheng flew close, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared!

Roar!

I saw the clouds burst, vitality surged, and circles of shock waves erupted in front of Long Naotian!

Wang Sheng was the first to bear the brunt, and the primordial spirit who was directly shaken by the dragon roar lightly trembled, and his figure was directly beaten by the huge force in front of him.

Long Naotian sneered, opened his left palm, and squeezed Wang Sheng severely. A thousand-meter-long dragon claw appeared strangely and wanted to hold Wang Sheng in the dragon claw!

But Wang Sheng adjusted his figure very quickly, still using the force of Liangyi Jianyi to retreat, with a little blood in his ears, but his face was not happy or angry.

This old dragon... really hard to deal with.

Just like this, Wang Sheng's gaze burned with a bold fighting spirit, and the sword of man was ready to go, holding the sword to attack the dragon again.

But Long Naotian also rushed straight ahead, apparently at this time Jiu Zhan couldn't take Wang Sheng down, he was already a little anxious.

But after getting close, Wang Sheng's sword moves were too agile; although Wang Sheng's Ziwei sword intent and Heavenly Tribulation sword intent could not be used, but the mystery of the sword intent of the two yis alone could not be broken in a short time.

The two figures were fighting in the sky, Long Bootian to attack instead of defending, Wang Sheng to retreat from generation to generation, neither seemed to be at a disadvantage, but at this time Wang Sheng demonstrated the strength to let Tianfeng, The fairy of Xinghai was shocked.

The ability to fight Long Naotian is so incomprehensible, isn't this another Lishang who hadn't broken through the heavens back then?

The immortals of Xinghaimen are naturally very pleased, after all, the more masters in the door, the stronger their sense of security; but the immortals of Tianfengmen are quite dignified.

Now the two sects are feuding, and they are hostile to each other openly and secretly. A Tianxian Lishang has already made them feel heavy pressure. If this sword repairer also enters the heavenly fairyland, they Tianfeng...

For a time, the thoughts in the hearts of the immortals were complicated, with killing intent and thinking.

"This one is deeply hidden, and it really makes you and I look away."

Xiao Ende frowned and spoke to the person beside him, and then slowly shook his head, "The sword intent of these two rites, and the trail of the green lotus before..."

"We preliminarily inferred that it should be good. There must be a strong man behind him. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for kendo to make such a leap in a few decades."

Wei Fu also replied: "Fortunately, you and I did not force him to go to my North River Sword Sect before, saying that it would be unpleasant for the person behind him."

"It is better to do more than to do less. This son is now just having trouble with the Tianfengmen, and has nothing to do with our Beihe Sword Sect."

"Speaking of it, the luck of Tianfengmen is a bit back."

"Well, Tianyao Master Nephew is not bad, but Tianfengmen doesn't have much potential at ten three stars. The rise of Xinghaimen is a fact, and Fenglimen can't understand you and I. On the contrary, it is Tianfeng. It has already begun to rot."

"It's not easy for a casual cultivator force to exist for hundreds of thousands of years."

While watching the battle in the air, the two of them kept chatting there, commenting on Wang Sheng's swordsmanship from time to time, but they would also say a few words about the situation in the future.

I don't know what Wang Sheng would think when he heard the voices of these two people.

There is indeed a "superior" behind him, and it has been confirmed that the ancestor Chunyoko who has not died in the battle; but this elder does not know where to live and be happy-of course it may be slumped to live, but Wang Sheng is only a bit of news. Nothing, most of them can only rely on their own groping along the way.

However, this misunderstanding of wishful thinking was not bad, at least it was a talisman to Wang Daochang.

Suddenly, the dragon in the sky let out a roar, but when he fought Wang Sheng up close, a second blood stain appeared on his cheek.

This bloodstain is very shallow, basically just at the level of just breaking the skin. After all, the Feiyun sword has a limited sharpness, and the Long Naotian cultivation base is placed here; under the blessing of Wang Sheng’s immortal power, the Feiyun sword cannot penetrate Long Naotian. The'skinny'.

But for Long Naotian, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is a great insult, an absolutely intolerable mockery!

This is equivalent to that, in addition to having an absolute advantage in his cultivation base, he is still inferior to this little sword repair!

What does his 200,000-year-old penance become? How should I speak about the immortal cultivation base I have cultivated!

Immediately, Long Zhuotian let out another roar, and Wang Sheng's figure was repelled by the dragon's roar again. The soul was shaken by the shock, but he quickly stabilized.

But seeing a purple-black demon gas gushing out of Long Zhuo's body, this somewhat chubby old man suddenly rose into the sky, waving his broad robe and turning his body, and a great-stretched blue dragon appeared out of thin air and opened to Wang Sheng. The huge dragon mouth!

In the dragon's mouth, a dark orb turned crazily, and a powerful suction enveloped the sky, as if to swallow the sky in one bite!

This situation, this supernatural power!

Wang Sheng experienced it once that year, when he lowered his posture and dropped his pendant, wanting to ask the dragon who was staring at him to let him go.

But what is waiting for me is the suffering of being trapped in a blood mine for hundreds of years!

In an instant, Wang Sheng's heart was full of anger, and his whole body exploded, trying his best to resist this pulling force.

And it seemed that he was attracted by his violently fluctuating thoughts, that small wooden sword appeared in front of the Yuanshen villain, shook it gently, and the suction power around Wang Sheng's body disappeared instantly.

Wang Sheng leaped up in one step, and the Feiyun sword directly threw the dragon's eye on the left side of the demon dragon, and the little wandering dragon around him uttered a dragon chant, and held the dragon sword with his backhand!

The figure dived, and then began to rotate with the momentum, the dragon sword was held in his hand, and the pure sun power was injected into it wide, causing it to ignite a pale golden flame!

At this moment, Wang Sheng, like a golden fire wheel descending from the sky, smashed into the center of the huge dragon head before the demon dragon was able to put away such supernatural powers!

Kill the dragon!