The First Sword of the Earth

"Die!"

In the void beyond Fengli Star, the figure of the ten thousand zhang long monster dragon kept surging, chasing the figure like a grain of rice.

The monster dragon roared again and again, and shadows of its claws kept falling towards the figure flying in front of it, but the figure in front kept shooting out thunderbolts, and its figure appeared at the end of the thunder almost in a blink of an eye, so as to dodge the monster without any danger. The supernatural powers of dragons.

After Long Aotian regained his original shape, he seemed to be more angry, and the offensive continued, as if he wanted to directly scratch the void.

"The little thief will die!"

The monster dragon opened its huge mouth, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of purple demon fire; the demon fire rushed behind Wang Sheng almost in a blink of an eye, trying to engulf him inside.

Wang Sheng, who had been galloping forward to dodge, suddenly turned around!

The Wuling Sword sprang out a hundred-foot sword light, held the sword and slashed forward, and the demon fire that was coming from the sky was cut off directly.

A slowly rotating Taiji diagram appeared under Wang Sheng's feet, and he bent his legs and kicked, a circle of ripples appeared on the Taiji diagram, Wang Sheng's figure rushed towards the demon dragon!

The corner of the demon dragon's mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm, and suddenly opened its mouth wide. Without any fancy moves, it directly used its strongest supernatural powers!

Big dragon eats the sky!

The monster dragon, which was already ten thousand feet long, had its head soared ten times in size, and even the dragon's torso disappeared, leaving only the huge dragon head!

The dragon's mouth opened wide, as if it could swallow a star directly!

And there was a purple flame burning near the mouthpiece of the dragon's mouth, and the thousands of miles in front of the dragon's mouth were all surrounded by a black aura; these auras then retracted, and Wang Sheng immediately felt two extremely powerful forces acting on him , push and pull!

For just a moment, Wang Sheng seemed to be restrained by the surrounding space, and fell towards the dragon's mouth. No matter how his immortal power surged and the spiritless sword trembled, he couldn't move a single bit!

However, Wang Sheng didn't panic, his expression was just indifferent.

Since the dragon's mouth opened, Long Aotian displayed his strongest supernatural power, and Wang Sheng was only a few seconds away from the edge of the dragon's mouth.

And just when Wang Sheng was about to fall into the dragon's mouth, Long Aotian's big mouth began to close quickly, and a small wooden sword suddenly emerged from Wang Sheng's chest.

With just a light movement of the wooden sword, the strength around Wang Sheng disappeared in an instant, while the Wuling sword in his right hand trembled violently, and the Liangyi sword intent was activated. Tai Chi diagrams appeared in front of him, and Wang Sheng rushed forward again. His figure kept breaking through!

Bumping through twelve Taiji diagrams in a row, and rushing forward for thirty-six meters, Wang Sheng's body that was falling rapidly was completely still. His left hand urged the lightning, and his figure appeared at the end of the thunder, and escaped from above without any danger. The upper jaw of the smashed dragon's mouth!

This star-like dragon head closed its big mouth, but Wang Sheng's figure didn't stop. He had already used the red feather volley technique, and his eyes flew quickly when he found the dragon head!

Long Aotian was startled, he wanted to open his mouth again.

At this time, Wang Sheng's practice of human-sword fusion is equivalent to the cultivation base of the heavenly fairyland. The Chiyu Lingkong Jue is an improvement of the ancient Golden Crow royal family's secret method. At this time, it is really like a killer move!

Like a silk thread condensed by flames, it erupted from the tip of the nose of this huge dragon head, and rushed directly in front of the left eye like a big lake!

Wang Sheng's rushing figure kept swaying, and Long Aotian's huge dragon head was moving backwards desperately, but it didn't help at all!

Where is there any truly flawless magical power?

Even Ziwei, the lore sword in Ziwei Tianjian, has the disadvantage of being too long forward and difficult to catch the opportunity.

Long Aotian's Dashi Tianjue in this form is infinitely powerful, and can even devour smaller stars—as long as he is not afraid of the karma caused by killing living beings.

Its disadvantage is that it cannot move freely, and it must wait a little time before returning to its real body.

Naturally, Wang Sheng didn't know about this, and he just took the opportunity to try, but he seized the fleeting opportunity!

This dragon head is too huge, even the Chiyu Lingkong Jue is not a method of moving the universe, it must take a short time to fly to the front of the dragon's eyes; if Wang Sheng's forward charge is delayed for a moment, Long Aotian can withdraw and retreat.

pity,

The time for the battle is fleeting, and there are not many expectations and assumptions.

Wang Sheng came to attack with a sword, opened his right hand, and the spiritless sword flew forward by itself, while the small wooden sword was already clenched at the tip of his right finger, his body suddenly swayed up and down, and the shadow of the sword in his hand turned into a flower. The silhouette of the lotus!

Qinglian is absolutely amazing!

All Long Aotian can do at this moment is just one action - close your eyes!

As if a curtain of sky had fallen, the huge eyelids drooped rapidly!

The Wuling sword fell, but was directly bounced off by the eyelids; but the lotus flower that flew over did not have any sense of sharpness, but ignored the thick dragon skin eyelids, and instantly 'melted' to open a path !

Wang Sheng's figure followed closely behind, and all of his immortal and spiritual power poured into the small wooden sword. The lotus flower spun faster and faster, and the dragon's eyelids were almost pierced in an instant, leaving a long hole!

The lotus flower bloomed, revealing a shadow of a sword within it, shooting towards the front!

Wang Sheng reached forward with his left hand, and his figure suddenly retreated. Six snow-white fairy lights lit up all over his body, and six flying swords flew out. With a wave of Wang Sheng's left hand, he slashed at the surroundings!

He heard a dragon's roar coming from all directions, and then Wang Sheng felt the sudden violent fluctuation below. The Qinglianjue shot out pierced the demon dragon's eyelids and pierced the dragon's eyes!

The purple-black demon blood poured in from below like a dam breaking, Wang Sheng quickly raised his figure, and six flying swords hovered around his body, unscrupulously cutting the thick dragon skin around him.

In the void, the huge dragon head let out roars, the opened right eye was bloodshot, and the tightly closed left eye first had a flash of fire flying out, and then pools of monster blood flowed from the left eye!

A faint sword shadow shot out from behind the dragon's head at this time, and exploded a terrifying blood hole like a lotus flower!

penetrated?

Wang Sheng was also secretly speechless in his heart, but his hands did not stop at all.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

The figure soared into the sky, and the figure turned around. The Chiyu Lingkong Jue briefly charged, and then grabbed the dragon sword on the back and pulled it out violently.

Thirty-six cuts to kill the dragon!

Wang Sheng's figure spun rapidly, and he fell fiercely with the momentum, hitting the dragon head's forehead like a hot wheel.

At this moment, the huge dragon head shrunk instantly, like a deflated balloon. From being as magnificent as a star, it directly turned into a diameter of a hundred feet, and the dragon body appeared again, but this time it was only a thousand feet long.

It was precisely because the dragon's head suddenly shrank that it was far enough away from Wang Sheng that the monster dragon swung its tail and retreated extremely quickly, as if it wanted to flee in the direction of the ancient battlefield.

However, under the extreme speed of Chiyu Lingkong Jue, without the suppression of a large realm of cultivation, the demon dragon can only see Wang Sheng's mood if he wants to leave.

He didn't expect that he could gain the advantage so easily. He thought it would be a tough battle, and he was mentally prepared to kill the old monster dragon even if he was seriously injured.

Really did not expect...

In order to make a quick victory, Long Aotian directly displayed his strongest supernatural power 'Shitian';

But how did the old dragon know that Wang Sheng had a strange little wooden sword for protection? Don't say it's the natal supernatural power of a demon cultivator in the fairyland, even the superhuman powers of Jinxian and Taiyi can be easily broken by the little wooden sword.

That is to say, the small wooden sword is too small. If it is three feet long, it can be called "ten thousand dharmas do not invade", "a hundred gods do not disturb", and it may be able to suppress one's own luck and avoid endless disasters.

Long Aotian's miscalculation and Wang Sheng's decisiveness directly caused this battle to quickly turn into a pursuit.

Looking at the demon dragon at this time, the back of the head is continuously flowing out with blood, and the blood hole that has been opened cannot be closed at all; while the dragon's eye on the left is pressing tightly, and countless blood flows down from his eyelids.

If Wang Sheng's cultivation at this time can really reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm, under the blessing of the combination of human and sword, the sword just now is enough to make one of the three heavenly dishes that the Immortal Emperor loved quite a bit——

dipterophyll.

Of course, the Immortal Emperor and his elders used to eat honest dragons. This kind of monster dragon has mottled and demonic energy, so the taste must not be good.

Long Aotian was not only hurt by his demon body, but also by his demon god; that sword Qinglianjue directly pierced his Demon Court Tianfu. down again.

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The Golden Crow attacked from behind, Long Aotian could only dodge sideways, but what greeted us was the bright sword light and the criss-crossing sword energy.

The dragon scales of this monster dragon erupted with a strong purple demonic light, and all the attacks from Wang Sheng were resisted by the dragon scales.

But the six fairy swords seem to be flying around, but they are actually looking for the vital points of the demon dragon. The Feiyun sword began to accurately penetrate the gaps between the scales of the demon dragon's body, and Wang Sheng also began to look for the demon dragon under Yao Yun's reminder Where the reverse scale is.

Under the reverse scale is the demon dragon primordial spirit!

At this time, Wang Daochang was holding two swords, the spiritless sword in his right hand was the main attack, and the dragon sword in his left hand kept making powerful and heavy moves, shaking the body of the demon dragon constantly.

The demon dragon's speed of escaping the air kept decreasing, and Wang Sheng's moves became more and more violent;

Just as Wang Sheng intended to repeat the old trick, he went to the front of the monster dragon and performed Qinglian Jue. The monster dragon opened its mouth and sprayed out a banner.

The demonic aura roared above the banner, and purple pythons flew out of the banner and rushed towards Wang Sheng.

Could it be that this monster dragon was cultivated by snake essence?

The dragon sword slashed, Wang Sheng's body was like a whirlwind, one after another sword blades flew forward, and those purple snake shadows instantly shattered.

The two Feiyun swords appeared on the left side of the banner at some point, and Wang Sheng held the Wuling sword and drew a complicated sword symbol, and said softly:

"The name of the sword has no beginning, and the name of the sword has no end. The universe borrows the law, and the second sword chases the wind!"

The two flying cloud swords flashed with light, smashing the banner almost instantly; Wang Sheng rushed forward, and the demon dragon took advantage of Wang Sheng's distraction to pull away a distance.

However, this is just in vain.

Akabane volleys!

The flames shot up into the sky, and Wang Sheng's figure didn't stop rushing forward, the killing intent in his eyes had reached its peak!

Long Aotian groaned secretly in his heart, and the dragon's mouth continuously sprayed out pieces of treasures, which turned into streamers and smashed at Wang Sheng, intending to win the chance of escape for himself.

As long as he fled to the ancient battlefield, he would have a little more vitality.

However, none of these various treasures could stop Wang Sheng for a moment. The dragon sword was already lit up with a cold light, and the scales under the mane on Long Aotian's neck were already slightly cold...

Could it be that he would really be beheaded here by this little thief today?

How is this possible, obviously I have a strong cultivation...

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