The First Sword of the Earth

The cultivators of the dark camp all over the city are a little confused now, are they villains, or is this monk from the Great Hua Kingdom the villains?

Regarding the professionalism of 'making opponents feel depressed', the group of them who claim to be the real masters of this world are completely inferior to this monk from the Great Hua Kingdom.

——Of course, the world in their eyes does not have the Great Huaguo.

They have been planning and preparing for a long time in the Duchy of Gangbi, and they have been waiting for today's feast.

But since last night, there have been news that the long-silent "Heavenly Tribulation Master" reappeared in the African prairie, madly targeting the Gallington Group, destroying one after another the kind that can gain strength by devouring human life. The magic knife of power.

This is nothing too surprising.

Although most of the monks in Dahua Kingdom rarely go out for activities, but as the "model of justice" who hates evil and hatred in the new era, the "Heavenly Tribulation Master" is completely expected to do this kind of behavior.

During the night, the Carrington Group asked the experts of the dark camp to help them through the high-level meeting of the dark camp, and kept emphasizing the importance of those 'magic knives' to the dark camp.

In order to maintain the dignity of the dark camp, as well as the generous promises given by the Gallington Group, plus the hatred for the 'Heavenly Tribulation Leader'... A female prince of the blood clan promised to stop this group of monks from the Great Hua Kingdom.

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.

She used some of her special relationships to invite the ancient prince who had been in contact with Wang Sheng. This is also the real top boss of the dark camp.

When the ancient prince appeared in the Duchy of Gamby, the practitioners of the dark camp who were about to enjoy the blood of the Duchy of Gamby had a similar thought in their hearts...

If even the ancient princes of the blood clan can't stop Wang Sheng, then the Gallington Group simply handed over the magic knives and let it go.

However, to the astonishment of all the forces of the dark camp, the monks from the Great Hua Kingdom "arrived as promised" and appeared above the city, making molesting, coughing, and provocative howls.

The blood clan seemed to have slipped their tongues, Prince Gu did not stop the 'Heavenly Tribulation Leader'.

In the dark camp, although most people regard their own interests as the most important thing, there are also "heroes" who have firm beliefs, but their beliefs themselves go astray.

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

Prince Gu was killed!

A prince and a duke were killed in the current generation of blood clan!

A duke escapes and is nowhere to be found...

At that moment, the person who wanted to rush out seemed to have roots under his feet, and he couldn't pull his legs up at that moment.

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

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

But the fact is here, the Dahua country cultivator who is in the limelight is standing in the air, holding the shining ancient sword.

It was so incredible.

In less than ten seconds after the news broke, orders were issued from the decision-making levels of their respective forces, all of which were all lurking or retreating.

They must avoid the sword of Dahua, give up the city's actions, wait for the opportunity, and retreat quickly...

Instead of rushing to die like the dozens of blood clan members before, it is better to put your dignity and face in your pocket, and save your life.

So, Wang Sheng stood in the air for a few minutes, and the whole city became a little quiet amidst the turmoil, but no attack 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 screaming sound.

Spiritual consciousness has already locked the position of the magic knife here, and Feixia sword went straight to that building;

Then Wang Sheng put the Spiritless Sword back into its sheath, and stepped forward in the air with his hands behind his back.

Every time he took a step, there would be shallow disk traces in the air, carrying his body, chasing Feixia sword step by step.

The Taoist priest with the sword on his back and his hair tied up, strolling in the air, this scene is engraved in the hearts of countless practitioners.

One step, two steps...

As Wang Sheng continued to move forward, many practitioners from the dark faction who were secretly observing Wang Sheng gradually collapsed.

Because they suddenly discovered that on the road they were walking at this time, they could not see any hope at all.

The fundamental pursuit of practice is to make oneself stronger; the same is true for the practitioners of the dark camp, but most of them can do whatever they can to voluntarily fall into the darkness.

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

Could it be that their purpose of becoming stronger is to have the qualifications for this man to take a look at them and kill them?

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

If they had the power as powerful as blood princes and dukes, they might have seen a bright and cold sword light at this time...

If Congxin had a color, it would be black...

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

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

Wang Sheng noticed a small detail. It was obvious that he killed the reformed people of the Gallington Group with his swordsmanship, but their blood and souls were all absorbed by the magic knife held in the hands of a corpse.

The blood-transforming sword that I encountered in Sakurajima country before will only devour the dead who died under this sword.

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

When destroyed.

While Wang Sheng was thinking deeply, more than a dozen rebels suddenly stood up on the roof, and someone roared in a foreign language and fired directly at Wang Sheng who was in the air.

But the gunshots just started, and the colorful rays of light flashed across, and the roof instantly fell silent.

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

The Wuling sword came out of its sheath by itself, and Wang Sheng grabbed the hilt and chopped it down. A moon-like celestial light flashed on the Wuling sword and disappeared!

The building in front of him was split open, and the reinforced concrete building was slowly collapsing on both sides!

Smoke and dust fluttered in all directions, and a magic knife appeared in midair. The blade was surrounded by blood, and it kept trembling there, as if provoking the Wuling sword.

The Wuling sword burst out with a sword cry, and Wang Sheng heard a cold snort from the boss Yaoyun in his heart, and then Wang Sheng felt himself being dragged forward by the Wuling sword.

That magic knife seemed to have a spirit, but it also came across, bringing out a whistling sound, and stabbed straight at the Wuling sword!

Just behind the hilt of the magic knife, Wang Sheng seemed to see a huge blood skull, but before he could take a closer look, the end of the sword collided with one place.

Ding!

With a soft sound, the light of the Wuling Sword flashed lightly, and the bloody light on the magic knife was all shattered.

Immediately afterwards, dense cracks appeared everywhere on the blade of the magic knife, and there was another soft 'ping' sound, and the magic blade shattered directly.

Wang Sheng withdrew the Wuling Sword, and couldn't help lowering his head in thought.

'I didn't expect that they had already refined the blood-transforming knives to such a high level,' Yao Yun said, 'since they have already made a move, let's finish their work in one battle and finish all the blood-transforming knives.

You can't always procrastinate on these small things, the right way is to become a fairy earlier. '

"Well, don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long."

Wang Sheng replied calmly, turned around and walked towards the way he came, and flew away slowly stepping on the Feixia sword.

The target here has been eliminated, and it is time to rush to the next location.

As for those ordinary people fighting on the streets with all kinds of hot weapons, Wang Sheng didn't care too much. He just walked towards his goal step by step, and observed if there were any practitioners from the dark camp who jumped out to attack him.

Unfortunately, none.

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

Just like that, Wang Daochang unlocked the achievement of 'Suppressing a City by One Man' without relying on the might of the Heavenly Tribulation, and went to the edge of the city to join his teammates.

Monk Huai Jing and Shi Qianzhang were thinking of a big fight and rushed after Wang Sheng, but after Wang Sheng dealt with the group of vampires, they were not attacked at all.

Although Shi Qianzhang really wanted to make troubles and blow up some foreign evil cultivators to come out to brush up his achievements, but the monk Huai Jing stopped Shi Qianzhang, and after they turned back to join Liu Yunzhi and Dai'er, they also started to help some innocent people.

After all, Huai Jing is a compassionate monk, so he can't see this.

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

The few people didn't say much, and each prepared to fly. Monk Huai Jing glanced at Dai'er, and thought it would be more appropriate for him, a monk, to take it with him.

"Wang Daoist!"

Dai'er suddenly yelled, and the girl asked with anticipation in her eyes, "Can you take me to fly for a while? It's just this time... just once."

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

Jianwan turned into a flying sword, appeared behind Dai'er with lightning speed, and stuck to her back.

Strands of pure yang mana bound the girl to the flying sword, and before Dai'er could complain, Wang Sheng pointed the sword forward with his left hand, and the girl flew out in an instant.

True Royal Girl Flying to the Sky.

"Brother Sheng, isn't your way of refusing too straightforward?"

Shi Qianzhang complained for a while, dumbfounded.

But Wang Sheng just smiled calmly, and said: "Since I have no intentions, why should I remember it? I have a senior sister as a confidante, and a sword in my hand as a confidant, so there is no need for more."

The other three men felt relieved at the same time, worrying about Senior Sister along the way, with Daoist Wang's statement...

Eh, wait.

Sword in hand? Is there still a bit in the sword...

"Let's go," Wang Sheng snapped his fingers, stepped on Feixia sword and followed.

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