The First Sword of the Earth

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

"If you want to go, you have to go! We may not be able to escape our lives in his hands! We have finally come here, and we are already so close to the big formation ahead, how can we give up so easily!"

In a corner not far from the middle formation, two figures hid behind a treasure umbrella in the cracks of several prohibitions, and a figure flickered around them, shooting out sword shadows, and the bombarder's treasure umbrella cast fairy light.

Baosan obviously couldn't hold on anymore, the attack of the people around him was too tyrannical, and his footwork was extremely mysterious, sealing off all escape routes for these two people.

The opponent obviously didn't stop until they killed them.

And those sword shadows that were resisted by the umbrella and flew towards the surroundings actually created thin cracks in the restraints that could withstand the full bombardment of the cultivators in the Heavenly Wonderland for a long time!

It seems that after killing these two people, if the sword cultivator who is attacking is interested, he can take the treasures and herbs nearby at will.

It's not that no one has noticed the fighting skills here, but most of them were frightened by the strength of this sword cultivator after being swept by several immortal senses.

If you want to be a 'sorrel', you must have the ability to subdue a 'mantis'.

There was another rush of attack, and the sword cultivator of the Beihe Sword Sect was obviously a little impatient.

His name is Song Tongpu, and he is the closed disciple of a Supreme Elder of Beihe Sword Sect. His cultivation level is comparable to the elders of each peak, and he has extremely exquisite swordsmanship.

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. During the nine thousand years of practice, he never slack off for a day, and finally sharpened his swordsmanship that is superior to his peers. Only two steps away.

Song Tongpu had high hopes for entering the formation here this time, and he himself set the goal of bringing Qinghua Emperor Jun Daocheng back to their Beihe Sword Sect.

That's right, he didn't fight this Dao inheritance for himself, he has his own way of swordsmanship, and he has full confidence in his way of swordsmanship.

After entering the big formation, it was really difficult and dangerous. There were more than a dozen ambush encounters by monks alone, but each time they were resolved by the sword in his hand.

The same is true this time.

He has been chasing and killing these two people for a while, and the other party has several powerful defensive treasures, which have been seriously injured by him, but he has delayed his efforts for half a day.

Fortunately, these two people should have no choice but to break this precious umbrella, and I will surely take their lives.

Sure enough, the sword cultivator of the Northern River Sword Sect attacked again, and the senior brother of the couple shouted: "I am willing to take out all the treasures on my body! Senior, can I let my senior brothers and sisters go!"

"Hmph!" Song Tongpu just smiled coldly, and said calmly, "When you two ambushed me before, did you ever think about saving my life?"

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

"Brother, our skills are not as good as others, just admit it!"

"I'm the one who hurt you, junior sister..."

Rumble——

Where did the thunder come from?

Song Tongpu, who was maintaining his rapid attack, the men and women in the desperate situation, and many monks in the hundreds of miles nearby all looked at the source of the thunder.

Seeing that it doesn't matter, Song Tongpu's sharp sword eyebrows frowned suddenly.

A black cloud was slowly pressing down from not far away, and it seemed that they had spotted the three of them!

Song Tongpu's thoughts suddenly changed...

The master told me that these black clouds are large formations of activity, and there are phantom formations in them that make people lose their minds.

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

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

Then the figure retreated directly, flying back towards the area where the way of origin had been proven.

The man and woman were overjoyed immediately, but they didn't dare to put away the treasure umbrella for a while, they just put away the treasure immediately and left quickly when the deadly evil star was farther away.

However, Song Tongpu hadn't gone far, and the pair of mandarin ducks hadn't had time to deal with it.

The black cloud in the sky suddenly accelerated and pressed down, and the outer layer seemed to be roaring like blue dragons, dragging the black cloud and quickly covering the heads of the three of them, covering the nearby 'activated' prohibitions directly. .

Click!

A bolt of lightning flashed across the dark world, and then a series of silver-purple thunderbolts crashed down. The sky full of thunder looked like a waterfall from a distance!

Thunder?

It seems that it is not an ordinary thunder, but... the power of heavenly tribulation! ?

Seeing this situation, many monks around were surprised that this black cloud seemed to be different from the known black clouds, and then they all moved away from here.

Song Tongpu was not covered by the edge of the black cloud at this time, just now the black cloud suddenly accelerated, and he also displayed his escape speed, his body transformed into a fairy sword, and rushed forward extremely fast.

But Hei Yun didn't seem to let him go. First, dozens of lightning pillars slashed obliquely from the edge of the black cloud, and these dozens of thunder lights instantly merged into a thunder pillar!

Lei Zhu slashed horizontally, hitting the path ahead of the sword cultivator, smashing out a deep hole, and a little smoke and dust flew up.

Song Tongpu, who was rushing forward, stopped for an instant, and the celestial light dissipated. He stood three meters high in the air, holding the saber at his waist with his left hand, and the hilt with his right hand. Dead locked in that pit!

The spiritual sense is warning, there seems to be trouble ahead!

Whoosh!

The two celestial lights broke through the smoke, like two silver-white flood dragons entangled with each other, bringing gusts of wind and rushing towards Song Tongpu!

The way of controlling the sword?

Song Tongpu didn't dare to be careless, his right hand shone brightly, and the fairy sword took off its sheath and slashed horizontally, bringing out an incomparably bright arc!

This is the art of drawing a sword, and it is also a supernatural power, which can burst out its full strength in an instant; this circular arc rises in the wind, instantly turns into a kilometer in diameter, and swings forward like a shock wave missing half.

The two dragons were extremely nimble when flying fast, flying up and down between lightning and flint, revealing the appearance of two of the flying swords, but they dodged the circular arc directly, like two golden scissors cutting towards Song. Tong Pu.

Song Tongpu didn't panic at all, the fairy sword in his hand flew up and down, and he could beat two flying swords into the air.

In the rear, endless thunder crashed down, the sky and the earth shone brightly, and also covered the sword light that erupted at the edge of the black cloud.

But at this time, the smoke and dust around the deep pit dissipated, and a figure stood in midair with hands behind their hands.

He wore a mask carved from dead wood, exuding an astonishing sword intent all over his body, and five immortal swords hovered slowly around his body.

It was Wang Sheng who came to attack Song Tongpu!

Song Tongpu narrowed his eyes lightly, snorted coldly, and said nothing, the fairy sword in his hand spewed out a 100-meter-long sword glow, and slashed at Wang Sheng, and the cultivation base of the Celestial Immortal in the later stage exploded with all his strength!

Wang Sheng, however, was unhurried and unhurried. He raised his sword fingers with his left hand, and put his right hand behind his back.

The burst of light from the Wuling Sword is the most radiant. The power of the stars around the body gathers and the vitality condenses, turning into a giant sword with a length of 100 meters. Without any fancy straight stabs, it disperses the sword light from the opponent!

Song Tongpu took two steps back in the air after being hit by the counter-shock force, and glared at Wang Sheng, but the warning signs in his heart suddenly rose again, and the two flying swords attacked one from the left and the other from the right, so he had to turn around to deal with it.

At this moment, Feixia sword came through the air with three Feiyun swords, piercing left and right, piercing straight and vertically, and the six flying swords attacked together.

All of a sudden, it was as if six master swordsmen appeared around Song Tongpu, chopping, stabbing, licking, pointing, splitting, and wiping. The sword moves shown were concise and capable, but the position, angle, and strength all made Song Tongpu unable to move. ignore.

Song Tongpu slammed with the sword, dismantled several sets of exquisite sword techniques at will, and the sword strokes were easy to grasp, and the figure left afterimages, knocking the six flying swords into the air.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng also nodded slightly. This man's swordsmanship is indeed not weaker than his own, and the fairy sword in his hand is not extraordinary.

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

The thunder light is still erupting, and the threat of catastrophe scares away many people, and also attracts more immortal consciousness to pay attention to this place.

Wang Sheng didn't want to delay for too long, he showed up ahead of time to snipe these 'wizards', in fact, it was more to test the sword, and the Beihe Sword Sect was a bit distasteful.

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

The Feixia sword stabbed straight forward, and was knocked away by Song Tongpu, but the five Feiyun swords suddenly retreated a few meters away, and then began to circle at high speed, changing their positions constantly, which made Song Tongpu feel uneasy for a while. I don't know how to get rid of it.

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

Song Tongpu's eyes shone brightly, the immortal sword was as fast as a phantom, the sword light swept across a thousand meters, and his figure circled around like a spinning top, causing whirlwinds!

However, bloodstains still appeared in the whirlwind, and the Feiyun sword pierced wantonly, causing Song Tongpu to burst out of immortal power, but he still couldn't catch the real trace of the five flying swords.

Yujianshu does not blindly pursue the number of Yujian, just use different sword arrays to deal with different opponents.

This Song Tongpu's sword is sharp, sharp, fast, and fast, but it lacks a bit of 'power'. It should be changed from the way of the human sword to the way of the earth sword, resulting in missing the realm of the heart sword.

At this time, the main purpose of the five flying swords was to harass the enemy, which already made Song Tongpu lose an inch.

It has to be said that Yu Jianshu is getting smoother.

And Song Tongpu has been observing Wang Sheng's movements. He is already planning to attack Wang Sheng, the "sword controler", but at this time he has not broken through the surrounding sword formations, and he saw that the opponent actually raised his right hand .

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

Song Tongpu said in his heart, "Here we come", and resisted the sword shadows attacking from around him, but his eyes were fixed on this masked and black Taoist robed person.

Wang Sheng took a step forward, and his figure flew forward leisurely.

A drop of sweat suddenly broke out on Song Tongpu's forehead, the vigilance in his eyes reached the extreme, and the sword in his hand was held tighter than usual.

He seemed to see the stars in the sky, and saw a lotus flower appearing in the stars.

Raising the sword, the Wuling Sword buzzed, and Wang Sheng used the Wuling Sword to cast Qinglian Jue directly.

This sword move seemed to be in no hurry, and the figure seemed to be shaking from side to side casually.

Song Tongpu let out a roar, and a burst of blood burst out from the immortal sword in his hand. The veins on his forehead popped up, and it was as if a giant was slashing with a sword behind him!

The five Feiyun swords were instantly forced back, and an incomparably bright sword light attacked and killed Wang Sheng's neck!

However, Wang Sheng's pace and rhythm remained unchanged. He seemed to be like no one else, and drew a lotus flower with his body shape. When Qinglian appeared and bloomed, Wuling Sword led him out of the flower core. It just happened to be on top of this sword light.

Ping——

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

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

Looking at the position where he was standing, he was behind Song Tongpu, and there was still a pool of blood on the ground, while six immortal swords flew from all over, surrounded the body of this person, cutting off the immortal consciousness around him.

There seemed to be a roar in the wind:

"Who are you!"

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