The First Sword of the Earth

"Brother, you go first! I will hold this evil spirit!"

"You are going to leave! We may not be able to escape our lives in his hands! We finally got here, we are so close to the front line, how can we easily give up!"

In a corner not far from the middle-level formation, in a few restricted gaps, two figures hide behind a treasure umbrella, and a figure keeps flashing around them, shooting sword shadows, and the fairy light cast by the bomber's umbrella.

Treasure Umbrella was obviously unable to hold on, the offensive of this person around was too tyrannical, and the footwork was extremely mysterious, sealing all the retreat of the two men to death.

The other party obviously didn't stop killing them.

And those sword shadows that were resisted by the umbrella and flew towards the surroundings, have actually pierced those who can withstand the full bombardment of the cultivators of the fairyland for a long time, and have made thin cracks!

It seems that after killing these two people, if the sword repairman who was attacking is interested, the nearby treasures and herbs can also be taken at will.

It's not that no one noticed the fighting technique here, but a few immortal consciousness swept through, and most of them were frightened by the strength of this sword repair.

If you want to be a oriole, you have to have the ability to live in a ‘mantis’.

It was another sudden attack, and the sword repairman of the North River Sword Sect was obviously also a little impatient.

His name is Song Tongpu, and he is a closed disciple of the Supreme Elder of the North River Sword Sect.

As a candidate for the peak master of one of the six veins in the future, Song Tongpu has always had extremely high demands on himself. In nine thousand years of practice, he never slackened in a single day, and finally honed a sword technique that is arrogant to his peers. Only two steps away.

Song Tongpu entered the formation here this time and was placed high hopes, and he also set the goal of bringing Qinghua Emperor Jundao back to their Beihe Sword Sect.

Yes, he didn't try to fight for this inheritance for himself, he has his own swordsmanship, and he has full confidence in his own swordsmanship.

After entering the big formation, it was really difficult and dangerous. The monk had encountered ambushes more than ten times, but each time it was resolved by the sword in his hand.

This is also true this time.

He has been chasing these two people for a while, and the other side has several powerful defensive treasures, and he has obviously been seriously injured by himself, and he has delayed his work for half a day.

Fortunately, these two people should have no future, and if they break this umbrella, they will surely take the lives of both of them.

Sure enough, the sword repairman of the North River Sword Sect attacked for a while, and the senior brother among the men and women shouted: "I would like to take out all the treasures in my body! Senior can let my senior brothers and sisters go!"

"Huh!" Song Tongpu just smiled coldly and said calmly, "When you two ambushed me before, did you ever want to save my life?"

The male cultivator was speechless, and the female cultivator's smile was full of sadness.

"Brother, we are not as good as others, just recognize it!"

"I am the one who tired you, Junior Sister..."

Rumbling--

Where does the thunder come from?

Song Tongpu, who was keeping a sharp attack, the men and women in desperate situation, and many monks in the area hundreds of miles nearby, all looked at the source of thunder together at this time.

It didn't matter at this sight, Song Tongpu's sharp sword eyebrows suddenly frowned.

A black cloud was slowly pressing from not far away, and it seemed to have identified the three of them!

Song Tongpu's heart suddenly changed...

Master once told himself that these dark clouds are large formations of some activities, and there are illusion formations that make people delirious, and they are trapped in a nine-dead life.

Although I have brought a few treasures that can keep my heart clear, I really don't want to risk it here. After all, there are two major formations ahead, and there will be more tricky arrangements.

Song Tongpu was very decisive, snorted coldly, and said: "It's really cheaper for you."

Then the back figure retreated directly, and flew back towards the area where the origin had been proven.

The men and women were immediately overjoyed, but they didn't dare to put away the umbrella for a while, only waiting for the terrible evil star to be farther away, they immediately put away the treasure and quickly evacuated.

However, Song Tongpu hasn't gone far yet, and the mandarin ducks have not had time to do anything. The black cloud in the sky suddenly accelerates and presses down, and the outer layer seems to have a blue dragon roaring, dragging the black cloud and quickly covering it. Over the heads of the three of them, the restrictions on the nearby buildings that had been'activated' were directly enveloped.

Click!

A flash of lightning flashed across the dim world, and then layers of silver and purple thunder fell, and the sky full of thunder light looked like a waterfall from a distance!

Thunder?

It seems that it is not ordinary Thunder, but...the power of heaven! ?

When many monks around saw this situation, they were surprised at first that the black cloud seemed to be different from the known black cloud, and then they were farther away from this side.

Song Tongpu was not concealed by the edge of the black cloud at this time. Just now the black cloud suddenly accelerated, he also showed his speed, his figure turned into a fairy sword, and he rushed forward extremely fast.

But Black Cloud didn't seem to let him off. First, dozens of thunder pillars slashed out from the edge of the black cloud, and these dozens of thunder lights instantly melted into a thunder pillar!

Lei Zhu slashed horizontally, smashing into the path that the sword repaired away, smashing a deep hole, and a little smoke was flying.

The forward Song Tongpu stood still for an instant, the fairy light dissipated, he stood steadily three meters in the air, holding the saber around his waist with his left hand, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were vigilant, and the immortal knew death. Dead locked in that pit!

Spiritual sense is warning, and there seems to be trouble ahead!

Whoosh!

Two celestial lights broke through the smoke, like two silver-white dragons entangled with each other, brought gusts of wind, and shot at Song Tongpu!

The law of the sword?

Song Tongpu didn't dare to be careless, the light in his right hand was brilliant, and the fairy sword was unsheathed and cut horizontally, bringing out an incomparably bright arc!

This is a sword-drawing technique and a magical power that can explode its full strength in an instant; this arc slash rises in the wind, instantly transforms into a kilometer diameter, and swings forward like a shock wave missing half of it.

The two dragons were extremely agile when they flew fast, flying up and down between the electric light and flint, exposing the appearance of two of the flying swords, but they flashed this arc directly, like two golden dragons cutting to Song Tong Pu.

Song Tongpu didn't panic at all.

In the rear, endless thunder crashed down, the sky and the earth shone for it, and it also obscured the sword light that erupted on the edge of the black cloud.

At this time, the smoke and dust around the pit dispersed, and a figure stood holding hands in the air.

He wears a mask carved from dead wood, and his whole body exudes an astonishing sword intent, and there are five fairy swords slowly circling around him.

It was Wang Sheng who came to attack Song Tongpu!

Song Tongpu narrowed his eyes lightly and snorted, not much to say, the fairy sword in his hand sprayed out a hundred-meter-long sword light, and he slashed across Wang Sheng.

However, Wang Sheng was not hurried, slow, and not hurried. His left hand raised his sword and his right hand was behind him. He swayed at the front at will, his body shining brightly with the fairy sword at the same time.

The burst of light from the Spiritless Sword is the most dazzling. The strength of the stars and the energy of the body and the stars are concentrated, and it turns into a hundred-meter-long giant sword, without any fancy straight stabs, it smashes the sword light from the opponent!

Song Tongpu retreated two steps in the air by the force of the counter-shock, glaring at Wang Sheng, but the warning signs in his heart suddenly came out, the two flying swords invaded from the left and the right, so he had to turn around to respond.

It was also at this time that Feixia Sword came through the air with three Feiyun Swords, interspersed left and right, pierced straight and slashed, and all six Feixia swords were in trouble.

For a time, if six master swordsmen appeared around Song Tongpu, cutting, stabbing, licking, tapping, chopping, and wiping, the sword skills displayed were concise and capable, but the position, angle, and strength made Song Tongpu unable to do so. Ignore.

Song Tongpu slammed with a sword, and several sets of exquisite swordsmanship were split at will. The sword beckoned by his hand, and the figure was left with shadows, and the six flying swords kept flying.

Upon seeing this, Wang Sheng nodded slightly. This man's swordsmanship was indeed not weaker than his own, and the fairy sword in his hand was not of extraordinary quality.

But in front of Yu Jianshu, he was still directly locked.

The thunder light was still erupting, and the menace of Heavenly Tribulation had frightened many people back and attracted more immortal consciousness to pay attention to this place.

Wang Sheng didn't want to delay too long. He showed up in advance to sniper these ‘wizards’. In fact, he was more to try the sword, and the Beihe Sword Sect was a bit unpleasant.

The name of the sword has no beginning, the name of the sword has no end, the universe borrows the law, the five elements are lost!

The Feixia Sword pierced forward and was knocked into the air by Song Tongpu, but the five Feiyun Swords suddenly withdrew a few meters back, and then began to hover rapidly. I don't know how to get rid of it.

Suddenly the sword light flickered, and five Feiyun swords burst out together, as if hundreds of sword shadows burst out at the same time.

Song Tongpu's eyes flickered, the fairy sword was as fast as a phantom, the sword's light swept across thousands of meters, and the figure was like a top spinning around in place, actually bringing up a whirlwind!

However, bloodstains still appeared in the whirlwind, and the Feiyun sword wore wantonly so that Song Tongpu continued to explode with immortal power, but he could not capture the true traces of the five flying swords.

Yu Jianshu is not blindly pursuing the number of royal swords, just use different sword formations against different opponents.

This Song Tongpu's sword is sharp, sharp, fast, and swift, but it has a bit less "power". It should be the way of the earth sword that was changed from the way of the sword of man, leading to the miss of the realm of sword of the heart.

At this time, the main purpose of the five flying swords was to trap the enemy and disturb the enemy, which had already caused Song Tongpu to lose his square inch.

I have to say that Yu Jianshu has become easier.

Song Tongpu has been observing Wang Sheng's actions. He is already planning to attack Wang Sheng, the "sword-controller"~www.readwn.com~, but he has not broken the surrounding sword formations yet. See you again. The opponent raised his right hand evenly.

The huge sword dissipated, and the hilt of the spiritless sword was firmly held by this person.

Song Tongpu said'coming' in his heart, resisting the sword shadow from the surrounding area, but staring at the man wearing a mask and a black robe.

Wang Sheng took a step forward, his figure flying forward leisurely.

A drop of sweat suddenly appeared on Song Tongpu's forehead, and the vigilant expression in his eyes reached the extreme, and the sword in his hand was tighter than usual.

He seemed to see the stars of the heavens, and a lotus flower appeared among the stars.

When he raised his sword, the Spiritless Sword buzzed, and Wang Sheng directly used the Spiritless Sword to use Qinglianjue.

This sword move seemed to be in no hurry, and the image of this figure was swaying left and right at will.

Song Tongpu let out a roar, a burst of blood bursting from the immortal sword in his hand, the blue veins on his forehead violently, as if there was a giant holding a sword behind him!

The five Feiyun swords were instantly forced back, and a brilliant sword light attacked Wang Sheng's neck and killed them!

However, Wang Sheng's pace and rhythm remained the same. He looked like no one else, drew a lotus with his figure, and when the green lotus appeared and bloomed, the spiritless sword took him out of the flower core, the tip of the sword. It happened to be on top of this sword light.

Ping-

The sword light was shattered, the light flashed, the universe seemed to be slightly distorted, and all the immortal knowledge around disappeared.

But when the light receded, those immortal consciousness chased after him again, but there was no shadow of Song Tongpu at all, only the figure in the black Taoist robe stood holding the sword.

Seeing where he stood, it was behind Song Tongpu, there was still a pool of blood on the ground, and six fairy swords flew from everywhere and surrounded the person, cutting off the celestial consciousness that was explored around him.

There seemed to be a roar in the wind:

"Who are you!"

It should be the mark left by the two previous swords. ,