The First Sword of the Earth

Although Jingyun was a little inexperienced at the beginning, but when she gradually found the state, she coped with it more and more smoothly.

The sword in his hand is extraordinary, and his own realm is even stronger than this old man. It is only a matter of time before he wants to take down the opponent.

But Wang Sheng secretly frowned while watching.

This demon's experience in the arena is far beyond what his uncle can compare to. At this time, the monster seems to be at a disadvantage, but in fact there is still room for it, and his eyes are somewhat wary of Wang Sheng.

Next, as long as this old man uses the young girl on the bed as a threat, or makes some strange moves, his uncle will soon fall into a passive position.

Sure enough, Daoist Jingyun quickly drew a spell with the short sword in his hand, and a golden character talisman appeared out of thin air, pressing the old Taoist head on.

The Yaodao sneered at the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth and spewed black air like ink, and broke the golden talisman in the blink of an eye. His left hand was used as a claw, and he shot a few cold palm shadows at Jingyun.

Daoist Jingyun dodged to the side subconsciously, and had no choice but to put down the offensive at this moment;

The old man's eyes were full of viciousness, and he grabbed the young girl sleeping on the big bed with his right hand, but just as he was about to rush over, he suddenly heard a slight whistling sound from the side.

Although this person is not known how old he is, his reaction is still alert enough.

It seemed that Ling Nian had sensed the threat from the side, and the Yin and cold true energy in Yaodao's body surged, and his figure froze for a short moment, and then turned back directly.

With a loud bang, three holes exploded at the head of the bed!

A strand of gray hair floated upwards, and a trace of black blood spurted out on the old man's cheek!

The old man glared angrily at the direction of the sword qi before he stopped his figure, but his expression changed.

He saw that young sword cultivator who had severely injured his useless apprentice was swaying his sword and spewing sword energy at him!

"Boy, how dare you!"

With a slightly stern shout, the figure of the old Taoist was hit by more than ten sword qi in an instant.

Although Yaodao managed to prop up a layer of "true yuan shield" with his real yuan, he was still injured by the sword energy. He had seven or eight shallow wounds on his body, and his figure was also blown away, and he fell heavily backwards. Hit the wall.

"Uncle, use force to suppress others, don't show mercy!"

Wang Sheng reminded that Daoist Jingyun, who was stunned by Wang Sheng's sword, finally came back to his senses, and the dagger in his hand contained her amazing cultivation, and slashed at the old Taoist obliquely.

This sword has power, but its speed and precision are far from enough.

The old man jumped up from the wall desperately, and rushed straight at Wang Sheng; Jingyun's sword slashed across the wall, but the old man couldn't be hurt at all.

Wang Sheng saw the old man's intention at a glance. The other party wanted to feint to attack him and then escaped.

Now stepping on the Seven Stars, Wen Yuanjian was on the defensive, in the corner of the wall and in the narrow area behind the door, a series of sword shadows were spotted, and they rushed straight at the old figure.

Jingyun hurriedly chased after her, her gaze finally showed some ruthlessness.

"Little thief, you are courting death!"

The old Taoist yelled at Wang Sheng, the shadows of his palms flew, his palms turned blue, and he took Wang Sheng's sword shadow with his bare hands, and a gust of cold air rushed towards Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng also just snorted coldly, his face was still extremely calm, he stepped back two steps, the sharp sword suddenly slowed down, the tip of the sword drew a picture of yin and yang twin fish, and with a push with his left hand, this one The cold breath turned into wisps of warm wind, rushing towards the opponent instead.

The sword intent changed suddenly, turning from the Big Dipper into Liangyi. Although the two sword intents could not be integrated, and the connection was somewhat imperfect, it was enough to stop the monster figure at this time.

In just a few seconds, this old way is nowhere to go, but beside it is the wide open door of the next bedroom.

Jingyun rushed from behind, his sword light was cold, and he wanted to take the life of this monster.

The old Taoist gritted his back teeth, knowing that today is a desperate situation, these two Taoist monks who appeared suddenly are enough for him to drink a pot,

What's more, at this time, one defense and one attack, as if to take his old life!

Before the vitality of heaven and earth recovered, he relied on his own moral inheritance to commit numerous crimes. I don't know how many women have ruined his murderous hands over the decades, and made him evil.

After the vitality of heaven and earth recovered, his evil skills improved by leaps and bounds, and decades of 'accumulation' quickly turned into a solid cultivation base.

In terms of true essence, he has not lost to the monks in the Void Core Realm;

In terms of spirituality, he even surpassed the late stage of Embryo Formation!

But there is a fatal flaw in my own kung fu, the yin cannot pass the yang, and the yang must be preserved to absorb the yin. To break through the emptiness, one needs to find the pure yin power of a woman.

And the pure yin body is rare, whether you can meet the pure yin body with the perfect body can only depend on chance.

If he had already achieved the Void Core Realm, how could he be in such a predicament today and be so bullied by this little sword cultivator!

Yaodao cursed furiously from the bottom of his heart, and was already planning to do his best, when a mark of ice-blue flame suddenly flashed on his forehead!

A strong spiritual thought gushed out from his forehead, turning into phantoms of spears, shooting towards Wang Sheng and Daoist Jingyun!

Wang Sheng was startled from the bottom of his heart, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. The cold and vicious thoughts mixed with spiritual thoughts made him gasp.

At that moment, he seemed to hear someone shouting sharply in his ear:

‘I’m going to kill you all over the place! Kill your whole family! Humiliate the female relatives related to you to death! '

Originally, this veteran's spiritual attack was to hurt the monk's Taoist heart, to make the sword cultivator in front of him fearful, and to give himself a chance to escape from the door.

Dao heart shook suddenly, but what Wang Sheng felt was not fear, nor was the idea of ​​dodge.

On the contrary, the figure of his mother and his senior sister appeared in Wang Sheng's heart, and the vicious thoughts contained in this demon spirit reverberated in his heart, his eyes were round, and there were several bloodshots in them.

At this moment, how can he maintain his clear mind!

If you can't protect them even if you practice the Tao and sword, what's the point of doing it all over again!

Not only did Wang Sheng not give an inch at this moment, the Wenyuan Sword trembled in his hand, and two sword intents erupted in his body!

All these changes were just in the blink of an eye, the Yao Dao who was erupting with spiritual thoughts faintly heard two sword cries, and felt that there was not a figure in front of him, but a long sword standing upright!

Sword Yun Beidou Zang Liangyi!

The invisible sword swept across, and all the phantoms of the spears were chopped off, and then a flash of sword light burst from Wang Sheng's forehead, pressing towards the old Taoist's forehead!

Spiritual thoughts fight!

Forced by this old way, Wang Sheng forcibly used the way of hurting people with spiritual thoughts, and now he has touched the threshold of the "sword power"!

The old Taoist body immediately slammed to the side, but narrowly avoided Wang Sheng's spiritual counterattack, and rushed to the next bedroom where his apprentice fell down.

He picked up his beloved apprentice from the ground and threw it outside the door like throwing a rag sack; the old man raised his head and stared at Wang Sheng with horror in his eyes.

This sword cultivator is young, but has just stepped into the realm of embryo formation, why is it so difficult to deal with?

Although Yaodao didn't want to admit it, but at this moment, he felt a little fear of the king.

Although Wang Sheng's intention to kill was strong, he just knocked the fainted young evil cultivator away with his palm, and his eyes were locked on the old Taoist body.

Daoist Jingyun rushed to the side, but he was not as quick as Wang Sheng!

True essence erupted, his figure was like lightning, at this moment he was the sword of murder!

The old Taoist was distracted, and seeing Wang Sheng rushing towards him with a sharp sword intent, he didn't dare to take it head-on, and hurriedly retreated to the window.

After all, this person is also a ruthless person, he shattered the thick window with one palm, and a gust of wind came from outside!

He glared at Wang Sheng fiercely, and urged a dozen or so claw shadows at Wang Sheng, turning directly towards the window;

But just as he turned out the window, a black shadow chased after him, and he rushed out of the window without hesitation, holding the curtain with his left hand, and fell straight down!

Regardless of the fact that this is the eighteenth floor, it is more than sixty meters above the ground!

The one who rushed out after him was naturally Wang Sheng!

The demon will not die, he is uneasy, and must kill this demon today!

"Non-yu!" Daoist Jingyun yelled, rushed forward but was slow for a moment, the curtain had been torn by Wang Sheng, she could only rush to the window and look down.

Wang Sheng's body was parallel to the ground, and his legs were still running on the walls and windows of the tall buildings!

The old Taoist fell face down, ready to use his real energy to slow down; if he dared to jump down, he would be sure to escape with his life, and at most he would suffer minor injuries.

But in this short period of one or two seconds, when he suddenly heard the whistling sound behind him, the old Taoist was shocked, turned his head and widened his eyes involuntarily.

The sword pierces the sky!

Wen Yuanjian came out, carrying Wang Sheng's killing intent, the full amount of real energy that Wang Sheng injected into the sword, the seven big stars, and the aura of aura...

Like an incomparably bright horse, from top to bottom, across the two casements, it penetrated into the back of this old man!

"you……"

The sound of the wind was too fast, the blood was too fast, and the words of the monster were directly drowned out.

Wang Sheng slammed his palms downwards, and his true energy gushed downwards regardless of the loss. His legs kept rubbing against the wall, and the speed of his fall decreased again and again!

But it seems that it is too late!

An upward pulling force acted on Wang Sheng's shoulders, weakening Wang Sheng's downward force a little, but the effect was minimal, and Wang Sheng's eyes were still not panicked.

His feet that had been walking up and down the wall exploded with strength, and he kicked with all his strength. One second before he landed, his figure finally rushed upwards!

But he heard two soft cracking sounds, and two sharp pains in his ankles, but Wang Sheng didn't even groan, his true energy penetrated his whole body, and his figure slowly fell from a height of more than ten meters.

He didn't dare to stand on his feet when he landed, so he simply knelt and sat on the asphalt road in the parking lot, looking at the old Taoist who had been smashed into mud in front of him, and Wen Yuanjian, who had only half of the blade left.

This sword that has been with Wang Sheng for a short time, but has helped Wang Sheng fight against evil spirits and evil cultivators, is now broken...

"Feel sorry."

Wang Sheng's lips twitched, his eyes flashed a little guilty, and he took Wen Yuanjian and held it in his hand.

With a pain in his forehead, Wang Sheng only felt weak all over, knowing that it was because his spiritual sense was too exhausted, and he was hit hard when he was fighting with this monster before.

His figure was precarious, and he fell backwards holding onto the hilt of Wen Yuanjian; a figure floated down from above, hugging Wang Sheng in time.

"Feiyu, what's wrong with you, Feiyu?"

Before he fell into a coma, the thought in Wang Sheng's heart was like this...

Uncle Jingyun is not only too inexperienced against the enemy, but also lacks the cultivation of mental state, why is he so anxious to infuse true energy into his body, we are not practicing the same kung fu, big sister...

"Wang Sheng!"

"Wang Daoist!"

On the side, Daniel rushed over with a few armed policemen, and Shen Xilin was so frightened that her face turned pale.