The First Sword of the Earth

In the stone gate, a white-haired old man with a slightly fuzzy face floated out holding a sword, and the green lights sank into the old man's somewhat empty body, and the blue lightsaber in his hand became more and more solid!

The phantom in front of the fifty-three levels is just a rough silhouette. At this time, the white-haired old man is very clear except for his face, which seems to be no different from a real person.

This has already indicated that in this battle, Zhenling will try its best to prevent Wang Sheng from taking Shushan Yujianshu.

Fortunately, the phantoms that appear in each level are only half a small realm higher than Wang Gao in terms of cultivation, and the same is true for this white-haired old man at this time.

This is the rule of the place where the sword is tested, and it cannot be changed by the spirits at will.

Even so, Wang Sheng still felt the coercion emanating from the old man, his Dzogchen Seven Star Sword Intent was faintly suppressed by the opponent's sword intent at this time.

This is because his sword state is far inferior to the opponent's, and it has nothing to do with the sword intent itself.

As long as the cultivation bases of the two sides are similar, they will compete with swordsmanship and sword moves. The spirits in this formation are not human, they are just the spirits of the formation guarding the 'Sword Seventy-two'.

Even if it was left by the Patriarch of Shushan, how could he not be able to overcome a piece of spiritual thought as a living person?

——Wang Sheng had to deliberately underestimate the other party to cheer himself up.

To be honest, this was the most stressful time he had held the sword so far, and it was also the time when he was most unable to see through his opponent.

"Please enlighten me!"

Wang Sheng yelled, and threw out several sword qi from the sword in his hand. The white-haired old man just swung the sword, seemingly casually, and the sword moves were chaotic, but stopped all the sword qi from Wang Sheng.

Then, the old man slowly fell to the ground. Although his body was nothingness, he really made a soft 'da' sound.

Zhen Ling spoke slowly, still using the old tune, which sounded somewhat similar to the local dialect.

"The twelfth Shushan Sword Art, Qiu Li."

Wang Sheng held his breath and did not rush to attack, but observed any weak movement of the old man;

At the same time, Wang Sheng felt the gaze of those sharp eyes again. The spirit elders just stood quietly and did not make any moves.

This group of spirits must have observed Wang Sheng's sword for a long time,

At this time, he was obviously a little jealous of the 'Ziwei Tianjian', and was waiting for Wang Sheng to show his flaws;

And Wang Sheng didn't want to make a move first, to give this spirit a chance to break through his sword moves; the opponent must be proficient in all the Shushan sword techniques, and the exquisite sword moves are so exquisite that it is difficult for him to fight.

If you want to make full use of your strengths and avoid your weaknesses, you must pull the opponent into the confrontation of sword intent, and you must not reveal the flaws in your sword moves!

At this time, the two of them didn't move, but they already made moves!

Qi machine hedges, spiritual thoughts collide!

The slightest mistake in a master's fight will affect the ownership of the initiative; Wang Sheng only listened to this as a joke in his previous life, but at this moment he has a deep understanding.

Time passed by, Wang Sheng and Zhen Ling hadn't started to compete in sword intent and sword moves, but they had already begun to fight for patience.

After more than twenty minutes, Wang Sheng's left foot trembled slightly, and the Qi around his body immediately became slightly unbalanced!

The old man's body lit up with a strong green glow, and he charged forward with a sword in his hand, and the lightsaber in his hand was even more radiant, engulfing Wang Sheng in the blink of an eye!

However, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Wang Sheng's mouth.

That smile is a little bit treacherous, and it also has a bit of relief and relief after the pressure is released, but the most rare thing is that bit of faint confidence!

Sword to Seven Stars!

The diffuse blue light was suddenly pierced by a few white lights, and then white lights shot out, like stars falling in the night sky, forcefully suppressing the skyrocketing green lights back!

The sound of swords clashing can be heard all the time!

After all, the formation spirit was left by the Patriarch of Shu Mountain. Even if his cultivation was suppressed to the foundation building stage at this time, the Qiuli swordsmanship he held still exploded with extremely ferocious power!

Its sword intent is like the bleak autumn wind, or the continuous autumn rain, and there is a bleak and desolate artistic conception that breaks people's mood, which affects Wang Sheng's state of mind.

In order to prevent Wang Sheng from obtaining Shushan Yujianshu, this group of spirits has already revealed the realm of swordsmanship above swordsmanship-sword power!

Wang Sheng retreated sharply to relieve the pressure of the opponent's sword, and the sword moves of Ni Qixing Sword kept swaying, colliding with the blue light sword attacking from all directions.

The sword power of the old man Zhenling increased, and the autumn rain changed from continuous drizzle to squally torrential rain!

Wang Sheng let out a soft drink, and stepped back in a hurry, but the sword moves in his hand became faster and faster, resisting all the attacks of the formation spirit!

In just one minute, the two have already fought against each other with hundreds of moves!

Wang Sheng suddenly felt that the air flow behind him was strange, but he had retreated to the vicinity of the stone wall.

Seeing that there was no way out, he still didn't panic. The long sword continued to fight against the spirits, even urging himself to 100% of his cultivation, and threw rows of sword shadows at the spirits. The sword shadows were all in the direction of the Big Dipper arrangement!

Qiu Lijian mourns for Qiu's life, and the Seven Star Sword slays demons and suppresses stars!

Wang Sheng changed his move suddenly, the Ni Qixing sword array stopped suddenly, and the blue light sword immediately covered his figure.

Seven stars move!

Leaping up with one step, his body tilted, Wang Sheng actually took seven-star steps on the smooth stone wall, and his body rushed to the side, narrowly dodging dozens of sword shadows that attacked almost at the same time.

A faint green glow appeared on the stone wall, and the power of those sword moves was all bounced back by the formation, and the sword of the formation spirit was suddenly blocked!

Even if it is the formation spirit, if it appears to fight Wang Sheng at this time, the sword moves will still be blocked by the formation, and the sword moves on the stone wall here cannot be hurt.

This is the moment!

Wang Sheng bent his legs and kicked fiercely, and his body went straight to the old man transformed by the spirit formation. With the long sword in his hand, he tried his best to make the most fierce three-stroke offensive!

The sword worships Ziji!

Intersect the galaxy!

Seven Stars Kill Demons!

Even with the blessing of the sword power, that array of spirits can only fall into the defensive position at this time!

At the transition of offense and defense, Wang Sheng attacked fiercely with the Zheng Qixing sword array; the array spirit kept resisting with the Qiuli sword, and his figure began to retreat continuously.

At this time, Wang Sheng didn't have any satisfaction or half joy in his heart. If someone could see through his mind at this time, he could see that his heart was empty, and there were only sword moves and sword shadows that flashed like shooting stars.

Abandon everything and 'I', only this sword and 'enemy' remain.

In an instant, the hall was full of sword light and sword shadows, and sometimes sword energy whizzed past, and the flames in the braziers kept shaking everywhere.

It's a pity that only Wang Sheng personally experienced this fierce battle, no one was watching, and no one could bear witness.

With the seven-star sword intent and the three-foot green blade in his hand, Wang Sheng was inseparable from the Qiuli sword intent of Zhen Ling, and the two sword intents began to collide continuously.

The two figures sometimes retreated and advanced, and sometimes sprinted side by side. The sword moves were always reckless, and the light curtains on the surrounding stone walls could no longer fade away, and they kept flickering.

It seems that there are really two swords appearing above the battle group, and at this time they are at each other's stalemate!

I don't know how long the fierce fight lasted, but the two sides have already passed thousands of moves with fast attack.

Wang Sheng bit the two elixirs on the back molars, changed his sword move again, but after a few fierce attacks, he voluntarily gave up the advantage of suppressing the opponent, stepped on the seven stars, and rushed more than ten meters to the side.

Although such an all-out fight was enjoyable, Wang Sheng's true essence was consumed too much;

But here, the cultivation base of the formation spirit is inexhaustible and inexhaustible, and there is no decline at all at this time.

He can no longer be satisfied with the back and forth with this group of spirits, he must fight with all his strength.

Facing the spirit, Wang Sheng couldn't use any means other than sword moves. The opponent is the 'landlord' here, and he must win with integrity, and he must win with the sword.

Winning or losing depends on the last move.

"You're not bad," Zhen Ling said slowly, already concentrating on the sword's momentum again, and the feeling of the autumn wind was pervasive.

Zhen Ling said: "As long as you enter the seventy-two swords, your understanding and aptitude should be among the top ten. If you are my disciple of Shushan, I should have let you pass the test, but unfortunately, you are not."

"This junior still has a sword," Wang Sheng took a light breath, "Today, I dare to present it to my senior!"

"Go ahead, let me see where your limit is."

Zhen Ling's words fell, but his figure rushed towards Wang Sheng. The autumn rain started again, but this time there were more lightning and thunder!

Wang Sheng raised his true essence vigorously, without retreating or advancing, he swung the sword in his hand on the spot, and unleashed the sword moves of Ni Qixing Sword Formation one after another. His sword was so fast that it left afterimages around his body!

But before Wang Sheng could fully unleash his sword move, the formation spirit had already charged, and the long sword in his hand swept out dozens of light shadows, directly attacking the vital points around Wang Sheng's body!

Wang Sheng didn't seem to realize it, he was just immersed in his sword moves, his cheeks were covered with bean-sized sweat.

As soon as Zhenling was about to rush towards him, bright stars suddenly burst out from around Wang Sheng's body, and the sword shadows seemed to come alive, and shot towards Zhenling!

Zhen Ling changed his move in an instant, Qiu Li's sword intent was fully activated, and there was another sound of tinkling, ping, ping, and ping-ping weapons, and Zhen Ling was forced back more than ten meters!

At this moment, Wang Sheng's sword move has come to an end!

Hundreds of sword shadows shot towards Zhenling, as if the stars were falling from the sky; Zhenling retreated at his feet, but he couldn't escape!

Starlight is like a sea, suddenly gathering on a sword, the sky full of stars is just an illusion!

Zhen Ling's blurred face seemed solidified for a moment, and his face was full of astonishment!

Ziwei strikes a sword!

Today, no one can stop Wang Sheng from taking Shushan Yujianshu!