The First Sword of the Earth

The senior sister didn't count as a heavy hand, she didn't directly seal these hermits with yin and yang two qi, and didn't hurt them too much, just simply knocked them into the air.

These people have reacted quickly when they are in free fall;

Most of the people released a kind of locking hook for climbing, and a few people directly crossed in mid-air with their own cultivation, and stuck them to the walls of high-rise buildings, like geckos.

The strength of these more than ten practitioners from Sakurajima Country is pretty good. It is obvious that Sakurajima Country has been prepared for a long time...

But at this moment, they just looked up, and apart from anger, there was also deep fear in their eyes.

Just now, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness when facing the female cultivator from the Great Hua Kingdom who was as beautiful as the legendary goddess;

Even if it was just for a moment, this female cultivator simply punched her, and this sense of powerlessness was engraved deep in their minds.

Akio Mashiro rushed to the balcony and looked down, and he was a little relieved to see that his teacher and others didn't fall directly into meatloaf.

"This is just a warning," Wang Sheng's voice floated from behind, "Our original intention of coming here this time was only to escort our four scientists, not to start another war with your Sakurajima practice community.

But if you want to fight, we will accompany you, even if you kill and go back, you will be reprimanded by our master.

Secretary Qiu Sheng, there are some things I think you fully understand; how the situation will evolve is often just a thought of the person in the key position. "

After saying that, Wang Sheng turned around and walked back into the house, carried the empty sword case on his back, carried the Wuling sword, took his senior sister, greeted the monk Huai Jing who had already carried Shi Qianzhang, and walked towards the door of the house.

In the corridor, several scientists from our side just passed by, and they entered the elevator under the protection of three members of the combat readiness team, Zhou Yinglong and Hao Ling.

At this time, Sister Xilian was already outside the tall building, falling with the elevator.

Wang Sheng's spiritual thoughts swept over, and he covered his chest with his left hand, the fairy light surged in his palm, and the Feixia Sword slowly took shape.

"Senior sister, Huai Jing, don't stay too far away from me."

Monk Huai Jing frowned slightly, as if he had sensed something, and said in a low voice, "Feyu, it seems that a large number of modern troops are coming towards us."

"Well, I saw it with my spiritual sense," Wang Sheng said with a slight frown. "They came from a military base. They seem to be the armored forces of the rice country. Don't be careless later."

"This Sakurajima country really wears the same pants as the Rice Empire."

"Ha..." Shi Qianzhang yawned, and quietly opened his eyes on Monk Huai Jing's shoulder, "They've been like this for so many years, what's wrong with me? Why do I feel so sleepy?"

Wang Sheng thought about it, took out a pot of pills, and handed it to Shi Qianzhang.

"Here is the elixir to restore your spirit, just swallow one."

"Hey," Shi Qianzhang took it honestly, took a porcelain bottle and poured one directly to his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

In just two seconds, the guy stared and struggled away from Monk Huai Jing's shoulders, and his whole body became energetic.

That pair of tricks that were originally full of tiredness is really bright!

"What's wrong with me? Brother Sheng, what did you feed me?"

"Requiem Pill for healing," Wang Sheng put the porcelain bottle into his treasure bag, and said with a smile, "It's because you have overdrawn your soul power, just replenish it a little, and prepare to fight."

"Okay!" Shi Qianzhang grinned, and then scratched his head for a while, "What happened to me before? It felt like a dream. I was dazed and said a lot of ridiculous things in my dream."

Wang Sheng and Monk Huai Jing looked at each other and smiled, while the senior sister blinked, a little confused.

The four of them had already reached the elevator, and Wang Daochang pressed the down button.

Monk Huai Jing wondered, "Fei Yu, shall we go down by the elevator?"

"otherwise?"

"Find a place to break the glass and jump directly to be handsome!"

Huai Jing's words sounded plausible, and Wang Sheng couldn't laugh or cry. The elevator door opened in front of him, and he led his senior sister into it first.

It's not about making movies,

Nothing cool.

Actual combat has proved that it is meaningless to be cool and cute. It is king to prepare more black technology and think of some tricks.

In the elevator, Wang Sheng began to distribute combat resources habitually, distributing most of the elixirs he had just gotten two days ago.

The senior sister also took out the Bingli Sword, Monk Huai Jing grabbed the Demon Subduing Pestle, Shi Qianzhang put the talisman wraps all over his body, and also gave some precious talismans to the three teammates.

Shi Qianzhang chuckled, "Finally I can do things together with Brother Sheng! These little cuties from Sakura Island really understand my mind!"

"Senior Xilian and Fairy Buyu picked up a magic knife and came back this time, so it's not like they took the initiative to find trouble," Monk Huai Jing corrected, "Don't talk about it later, we must fight with a reason , until they are convinced and can’t find any fault with us, otherwise it’s not a victory!”

"Okay," Shi Qianzhang sighed with his hands behind his back.

Wang Sheng also nodded slightly, feeling that what Huai Jing said made some sense.

It is necessary to beat them, but also to occupy the righteousness and morality, so that the other party can only bow their heads and admit their mistakes afterwards, and be condemned by all parties...

"Remember not to hurt ordinary people, except for soldiers who attack us," Wang Daochang instructed, and the three nodded slightly.

The senior sister looked up at Wang Sheng's profile.

Unknowingly, I have gotten used to standing behind my junior. Although this is not a bad thing, it shows that my junior is getting stronger and stronger, and I am gradually unable to keep up with the speed of growth.

But all in all, there is a little loss in my heart.

The majesty of the big sister is gone... said.

...

When Wang Sheng and the others took the elevator calmly, it was Wang Sheng's room on the top floor of the hotel.

Akio Mayo was standing in front of the sliding door, staring at the dozen or so hermits who were dressed similarly to him standing in front of him; even though they stared at him with blade-like gazes, they refused to step back.

A somewhat cold Sakurajima language came from the mouth of the short man at the head:

"Get out of the way, Akiu Mayo."

"Teacher, are we really going to anger Dahua? Will there be a third practice war? Our vitality hasn't recovered yet!"

Akio Mayo frowned and shouted, but his eyes were also very firm.

"Teacher, I still feel that the best way tonight is not to let the army of the rice country fight with the monks of the Dahua country, but to let them avoid conflicts!

Even, we need to stop these increasingly unscrupulous Rice Empire troops!

They turned a blind eye to the practitioners of our Sakurajima country, trampled on our dignity wantonly, and even used the lives of our people to do some shameful research! us! "

"Enough!" The old man suddenly shouted: "Akio Asai, you have been brainwashed by the monks of Dahua Kingdom!"

Akio Mashiro was taken aback, and looked at this middle-aged man who had just passed fifty years old in front of him in disbelief, a strong man who came out of the four hidden villages.

At this moment, the mountains in Akio Asai's heart are constantly collapsing...

"Get out of the way! Or I'll clean up the portal here!"

Behind this person, more than a dozen people touched the hilt of the ninja knife at the same time.

"Yes," Akio Mayo lowered his head with some pain in his eyes, took two steps back, stepped aside, and slowly knelt down.

"That's right, you have always been my outstanding disciple," the man waved lightly, and a dozen people behind him immediately rushed out of the room, rushed to the corridor, and searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the Dahuaguo group.

"Teacher," Akio Mayo shouted unwillingly, "the few young monks from Dahua Kingdom here today are very scary. Their strength is far beyond our imagination. Please don't regard them as the younger generation of the Daoist sect. So simple!"

However, all he got was this answer:

"Qiu Sheng, your spine can no longer be lifted in front of the Great Hua Kingdom."

There was a dead silence in Akio Asai's eyes, when he heard the sound of broken glass, he smiled wryly and sat down beside the bed.

The sound of glass shattering was because the hermits found that Dahuaguo and his party had appeared in the lobby on the ground floor, they broke the glass and jumped out, falling rapidly by their own means.

The room fell completely silent, the sound of the wind, sirens, and shouts about evacuating the surrounding area, like a lullaby.

Akio Mayo closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep here.

'How the situation will evolve is often just a thought of the person in the key position. '

Key position...

a thought...

Akio Mashiro seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were filled with light again, he took out his mobile phone and shook the water, and immediately started making calls after turning it on.

...

In front of the hotel lobby, the four of Wang Sheng stood quietly, watching the two commercial vehicles brought by the investigation team drive away.

In fact, they had just come out, and Sister Xilian had already left this place with most of her own personnel; with Xilian here, they were not afraid that they would be attacked.

The next step is to temporarily attract the attention of these uninvited guests.

Wang Sheng looked in the other direction. Across two traffic lights, he could already see the shadows of the large number of armored vehicles, and a strong sense of technology came over his face.

But before Wang Sheng formed his formation, black shadows descended from the sky with broken glass, and the dozen or so hermits landed steadily and stopped in front of them again.

Wang Sheng frowned. Do the practitioners of Sakura Island really think that he is kind and deceitful?

The Wuling Sword turned slightly, and the blade moved forward, which was already the intention of fighting.

"Several powerful monks from the Great Hua Kingdom," said the middle-aged and elderly hermit who was the leader, coldly, "Please wait here for a while and cooperate with us in our work."

Wang Sheng was too lazy to speak, so he gestured to Shi Qianzhang, who immediately understood, and replied in Sakurajima dialect:

"Work with you? What is your job? Be a dog or cannon fodder for the rice empire?"

"Your Excellency's words, as always, are not very pleasant," the leading hermit snorted coldly, and continued in Sakurajima language: "Shi Qianzhang, regardless of other matters today, I also want to settle the old score with you!"

"Yo, I will be afraid of you?"

Shi Qianzhang responded with a sneer, turned his head to look at Huai Jing, and said in a low voice, "They just said they were going to burn your Tianlong Temple, unplug your network cable, and destroy your cabinet of handicrafts."

Monk Huai Jing snorted immediately, dragging the subduing magic pestle two steps forward.

"I'll just take this battle, bully me, can't you understand Sakurajima's dialect? You guys, surrounded by holy light are cuter."

The monk let go of his aura, the Buddha's light shone around his body, his monk's robe bulged, and an elegant smile appeared on his delicate face.