The First Sword of the Earth

Long Aotian yelled angrily, vast immortal power filled the sky, immortal light surged in his claws, and all the vitality in a radius of ten miles was squeezed towards Wang Sheng!

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

At this time, Li Chang's forehead was already shining with a golden light, and it would soar into the sky at any moment.

But Wang Sheng walked away with his sword in the sky, the Liangyi sword intent was urged to the extreme, and four faint Tai Chi figures appeared around him. The Tai Chi figures rotated gently, and all the strong pressure around them dissipated, and the sword glow of Feiyun sword Huffing and puffing, the sword energy scattered all over the sky.

The two figures were circling in the air, and Long Ao was aggressive. Although Wang Sheng was dancing in front of the dragon's claws, he always felt calm and relaxed.

By this time, Long Aotian already regretted that he was too big, but at this moment he still felt that Wang Sheng could be easily taken down even without magic weapon, so he attacked fiercely in the air.

The dragon claws protruded forward, and the immortal power and vitality condensed into a phantom dragon claw with a diameter of tens of meters, and smashed down on Wang Sheng's head.

The sword intent turned continuously, Wang Sheng stepped on the lotus flower, and the lotus flower left a trace of seven stars, drifting dangerously beside the phantom of the dragon claw...

The hem of the robe and the collar of the clothes fall gently, and the swallows that flick the sword return to the dark fragrance.

Wang Sheng's fluttering long hair amazed many female cultivators, but this was only because his body skills were a little more elegant, and his fighting skills at this time were more dangerous.

That Long Aotian took the initiative to attack, but failed to achieve success with several consecutive moves. He was already annoyed in his heart. At this time, his strength revealed became stronger and stronger, and his offensive became more and more fierce. One palm smashed the entire Xinghai Gate Stance.

But Wang Sheng was holding his sword and heading east at this moment, and he had grasped Long Aotian's shortcoming that his moves were powerful but lacking in agility. With the help of Liangyi's sword intent, he was flying left and right in the air.

The fiercer Long Aotian's attack was, the more strength Wang Sheng had to borrow, and the more calm he was in dodging his attack.

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

In his heart, within a radius of a hundred miles, every turmoil of vitality, every burst of immortal power is so clear; the heart sword is stored in himself, the flying cloud is held in the right hand, and the left hand can even be carried on the back .

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

After dozens of moves, Long Aotian was also very angry.

He is a dignified late-stage Celestial Immortal, a veteran of the Tianfeng Sect, a thirteen-star superior who can be considered number one at any rate, and has some supernatural powers of his own. Today, he is so passive when fighting against such a true immortal.

It's just clenched fists, but it keeps hitting the air, and it's completely impossible to use it at this time.

The sword energy kept attacking, although it didn't hurt or itch, but Long Aotian would rather expend more immortal power to directly defeat the sword energy around his body, and didn't want to make himself look more embarrassed.

If today this little thief was just trying to humiliate the old man, this time he did as he wanted.

But how can he be humiliated lightly!

Suddenly, a phantom of a blue dragon raised his head and roared furiously behind Long Aotian. Long Aotian clasped his palms together and let out a low shout. The area within a radius of ten miles instantly became extremely dark!

The shadows of blue dragons sprang out from Long Aotian's palms, and in an instant, eighteen hundred-meter-long blue dragons covered in pitch black sprang out and slammed towards Wang Sheng.

But he has already started to use the supernatural powers and demons that he usually does not show lightly in front of people.

Wang Sheng frowned, and quickly dodged, but the eighteen phantoms of the blue dragons pursued him with even greater speed, trying to tear him apart.

Long Aotian kept holding his hands in circles, 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 around, maybe I can't kill this kid, but I still have to make him suffer! '

Eighteen pitch-black dragons soared up and down, blocking Wang Sheng's retreat in six directions and ten directions. Several black dragons swooped at Wang Sheng at the same time. If one of them hit directly, Wang Sheng would be seriously injured if he did not die.

This scene really made many Xinghaimen immortals sweat.

Wang Sheng's sword power suddenly changed drastically!

Holding Feiyun sword high,

A thunderbolt came from the void, and struck the Feiyun Sword in a blink of an eye, filling Wang Sheng's body with lightning.

However, this is just a false trick to deceive people.

Wang Sheng locked on to an oncoming blue dragon, and confronted it head-on with a series of electric lights, but his figure kept shaking in the air, leaving afterimages like a lotus flower gently swaying!

Qinglianjue?

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

But the trajectory of Wang Sheng's figure is indeed the situation before launching Qinglian Jue. That extremely mysterious dao rhyme, such a dazzling and unreal figure, seems to be about to collide head-on with Canglong at this moment.

At this moment, Long Aotian suddenly couldn't catch Wang Sheng's shadow in his immortal consciousness.

The eighteen blue dragons were originally his supernatural powers, and they naturally acted according to Long Aotian's thoughts. At this moment, they suddenly lost their target, and the blue dragons could only maintain their original path for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Sheng's figure appeared on the left side of the blue dragon. Long Aotian immediately urged the blue dragon to swing its tail, but Wang Sheng had already walked away with his sword in hand, dodging the attack of the blue dragon gracefully.

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

The immortal light of Feiyun Sword exploded, and with the speed of Yujian, with Wang Sheng's figure, he rushed directly to Long Aotian!

The speed at which one person and one sword erupt in an instant is no worse than Chiyu Lingtianjue!

Under the reminder of Daoist Qinglin, Wang Sheng finally began to face up to the potential of Yujianshu, and kept digging deeper.

The eighteen blue dragons had no time to catch up from behind, but Long Aotian just snorted coldly, his palms surged, and the eighteen blue dragons collapsed instantly, turning into strands of immortal power and returning to themselves.

Then, facing Wang Sheng who was rushing towards him with a sword, the monster dragon suddenly took a deep breath, and when Wang Sheng flew close, he suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar!

Roar!

I saw the clouds and mists breaking, vitality surging, and circles of shock waves erupting in front of Long Aotian!

Wang Sheng was the first to bear the brunt of this, and the primordial spirit that was directly shaken by the dragon's roar was trembling slightly, and his figure was also directly knocked away by the huge force coming from the front.

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

But Wang Sheng adjusted his figure very quickly, and he was still retreating with Liangyi sword intent, with a little blood on his ear, but no joy or anger could be seen on his face.

This old dragon... is really difficult to deal with.

Just like this, Wang Sheng's eyes burned with a heroic fighting spirit, and his swordsmanship was ready to go, and he once again attacked the dragon with his sword.

However, Long Aotian also rushed straight at the head, obviously he was a little anxious because he couldn't take Wang Sheng down after a long battle.

But after getting close, Wang Sheng's sword moves are too nimble; although Wang Sheng's Ziwei Sword Intent and Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent can't be used, but the profoundness of the Liangyi Sword Intent alone cannot be broken by Long Aotian in a short time.

The two men were fighting in the sky, Long Aotian used offense instead of defense, and Wang Sheng used transfer instead of retreat. Neither side seemed to be at a disadvantage. The Star Sea Fairy was quite shocked.

The fight with Long Aotian is so inseparable, isn't this just another Li Chang from before he broke through to the immortal?

The immortals of Xinghaimen are naturally quite relieved, after all, the more masters there are in the sect, the stronger their sense of security will be; but the immortals of Tianfengmen are quite dignified.

Now that the two sects are feuding, and they are hostile to each other in the open and in the dark, a fairy Lishang already makes them feel heavy pressure, if this sword cultivator also enters the fairyland, they Tianfeng...

For a moment, the thoughts in each fairy's heart were complicated, with killing intentions and thoughts.

"This son is deeply hidden, really let you and I miss it."

Xiao Ende frowned and spoke to the people beside him, then slowly shook his head, "These two forms of sword intent, and the trajectory of Qinglian before..."

"Our previous inference should be good. There must be an extremely strong expert behind him, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to make such a leap in swordsmanship within a few decades."

Wei Fu also replied via voice: "Fortunately, you and I didn't force him to go to my Beihe Sword Sect before, maybe it would cause displeasure to the person behind him."

"One thing more is worse than one thing less. This son is just having trouble with Tianfengmen now, and has nothing to do with our Beihe Sword Sect."

"To be honest, the fate of Tianfengmen is also a bit back."

"Well, nephew Tianyao is not bad, but Tianfengmen doesn't have much potential in the 13th star. The rise of Xinghaimen is a fact. Then Fenglimen, you and I can't see through it. On the contrary, Tianfengmen, the root It's starting to rot."

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

While watching the battle in the air, the two kept chatting there, commenting on Wang Sheng's sword skills from time to time, but they also talked about the future situation of the Thirteen Stars.

I don't know how Wang Sheng will feel when he hears the voice of these two people.

There is indeed a "superior" behind him, the patriarch Chunyangzi who has been confirmed not to die in battle; but this big guy doesn't know where to live happily - of course, he may be living in poverty, but Wang Sheng is not at all. There is no news, and most of them can only rely on their own groping along the way.

However, this wishful misunderstanding is not bad, at least it can be regarded as a talisman for Wang Daochang.

Suddenly, Long Aotian let out a roar in the air, but when he was fighting Wang Sheng close to him, a second bloodstain appeared on his cheek.

The bloodstain is very shallow, basically at the level of just breaking the skin. After all, the Feiyun sword has limited sharpness, and Long Aotian's cultivation is here; with the blessing of Wang Sheng's immortal power, Feiyun sword can't break through Long Aotian The 'face'.

But to Long Aotian, this is a great insult and an absolutely intolerable ridicule!

This is equivalent to, except that he has an absolute advantage in cultivation, nothing else can compare to this little sword cultivator!

What is the self-cultivation of 200,000 years old? What should I say about the immortal cultivation that I cultivated myself!

At that moment, Long Aotian roared again, Wang Sheng's figure was repelled by the dragon's roar again, and the soul was shaken to this side, but soon forcibly stabilized.

But he saw a purplish-black evil spirit gushing out from around Long Aotian's body. This somewhat pudgy old man suddenly soared into the sky, waving his toga and turning around, a mighty black dragon appeared out of nowhere, and opened his eyes towards Wang Sheng. Huge dragon mouth!

In the dragon's mouth, a dark orb twirled wildly, and an incomparably powerful suction enveloped the sky, as if it wanted to swallow the sky in one gulp!

This situation, this supernatural power!

Wang Sheng experienced it once in the past, when he lowered his posture, dropped his pendant, and wanted to ask the blue dragon who was staring at him to let him go.

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

All of a sudden, Wang Sheng's heart surged with anger, and his whole body burst out with immortal power, trying his best to resist this pulling force.

And as if attracted by his violently fluctuating thoughts, the small wooden sword appeared in front of the little man of Yuanshen, and with a slight shake, the suction around Wang Sheng's body disappeared instantly.

Wang Sheng jumped up, and threw the Feiyun sword directly at the dragon's left eye of the monster dragon. The little wandering dragon around him let out a dragon cry, and held the dragon sword with his backhand!

The figure swooped down, and then began to spin with the momentum. The dragon sword was held in his hand, and the pure Yang immortal power was poured into it, causing a pale golden flame to ignite on it!

At this moment, Wang Sheng was like a golden fire wheel falling from the sky. Before the monster dragon could put away such supernatural powers, it smashed into the center of the huge dragon head!

Dragon Slayer!