The First Sword of the Earth

In the sky above the snow field, two figures stepped on their swords, one in front and one behind.

The person in front sometimes flies an 'S' shape, and sometimes flies out a 'Z' shape. It is obvious that Yukong's speed is a little faster, and he is using this method to increase the search range of his spiritual thoughts.

This is naturally Wang Sheng and his senior sister.

Because Wang Sheng asked her to lead someone to chase after her before, the senior sister seemed to be in a little mood, and she was depressed while stepping on the ice glass sword, carefully looking for the strong enemy that the master said, and ignored the junior brother.

The first batch of rescue teams were almost wiped out. The official decision-makers should bear some responsibility for this matter, but the culprits are naturally these foreign practitioners who set up this murderous situation.

It is also an overseas cultivator dominated by the European vampire family.

The second batch of combat preparation team elites who entered the territory of Sharos has already started a carpet search, and more than a thousand Taoist monks and combat preparation team elites gathered in six areas on the northern border of Dahua Kingdom have also rushed into this place in a mighty force. A big snowfield.

But the other party's reaction was not slow.

According to the data fed back from the monitoring satellites, hundreds of foreign evil cultivators who participated in the ambush of the Dahuaguo rescue team have retreated west, north, and east.

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan were chasing towards the west at this time, while Master Qing Yanzi rushed north with several Taoist masters.

If Qing Yanzi hadn't wanted to save people first, he might have caught up with these practitioners from all over the earth to fight to the death and ask for an explanation.

Wang Sheng actually felt a little absurd.

This involved the killing of more than 600 foreign monks...

Hundreds of innocent lives...

The sacrifices of more than a dozen Taoist monks and more than 70 elite combat preparation teams from the Great Hua Kingdom...

It was actually just to give Da Huaguo a so-called 'warning'.

When did human life become so cheap?

Perhaps, it's because I have lived in the peaceful and prosperous age of the Great Hua Kingdom for too long, and I have some "ivory towers".

Wang Sheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, his spiritual thoughts swept everywhere, and he had already found one or two fighting places where vitality fluctuated.

But they are all dead.

He couldn't bear to look at the death of those ambushed monks from Dahua Kingdom, so someone would escort them back to Dahua Kingdom, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan just kept going.

The mobile phone vibrated a few times, Wang Sheng held the 'moon cake', and a three-dimensional map appeared in front of him. There were more than ten flashing red dots on the western edge of the map, and there was a line of flashing small characters beside the red dots.

'Target Locked'

"Senior sister, let me do the killing."

Wang Sheng said softly, and Mu Wanxuan nodded meekly, with a little worry in her eyes.

This time, Wang Sheng didn't leave his senior sister behind, but instead turned to mana to pull him through the air together with his senior sister.

A few minutes later, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan rushed to the sky above a pine forest.

How to kill a chicken with a butcher's knife, Wang Sheng raised his sword fingers with his left hand, jumped behind the senior sister, stepped on the Bingli sword, and completely released his fairy flying sword.

The name of the sword has no beginning, and the name of the sword has no end!

The universe is boundless, destroying the soul and destroying the soul!

A stream of pure yang mana disappeared out of thin air at Wang Sheng's fingertips. The radiance of the Feixia Sword first flared up, and then all the purple-gold rays of light converged and condensed on the sword body!

With a rapid sound of piercing through the air, Feixia sword fell into the forest, and a scream came out in response.

However, this is not the end.

Wang Sheng closed his eyes, where his spiritual thoughts swept across, all the figures running fast in the forest were projected in his heart.

A line of blood was drawn from the trail of the Feixia sword, and it quickly shuttled among these figures, 'connecting' them one by one.

Mu Wanxuan pursed her lips lightly, and silently withdrew her spiritual thoughts.

The sword finger of Wang Sheng's left hand kept sliding, with a little golden glow on his fingertips, and he drew sword symbols one after another out of thin air, and the magic power in his body was drawn away section after section.

Suddenly, two primitive men dressed in simple fur jumped up from the pine leaf forest; roar.

Two spears were thrown out violently, turning into two blood lights and rushing towards Wang Sheng.

With a wave of Wang Sheng's left hand, the cuffs of the Taoist robe fluttered, and two palm shadows were taken, and the two spears exploded in mid-air.

call out

The sound of breaking through the air came from the forest, and a golden stream of light rushed over, and at the moment when the figures of the two foreign men started to fall, it streaked across the necks of the two men.

The blood arrows spewed out, but the blood drops did not splash on the Feixia sword, because the Feixia sword had already returned to the forest, chasing those foreign practitioners who had already started howling.

Two minutes later, the forest was completely quiet. Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan stood above the exit of the forest. Fei Xiajian patrolled the forest for another week, and then slowly flew over and landed at Wang Sheng's feet.

"Let's go, keep chasing forward, there should be more."

"Um."

Wang Daochang said something in a deep voice, and Mu Wanxuan obediently responded, stepping on the ice glass sword to move forward actively, wrapping Wang Sheng's waist with yin and yang energy, and she also fully urged her mana to fly in the air.

Small emotions or something, naturally also depends on the timing.

...

The Golden Core monks who came with the senior sister were not useless. They had already escorted the wounded to the territory of Dahua Kingdom.

And among those wounded, there was Yan Zhengnan, who was seriously injured and dying, this master's friend, who was the fuse that made master angry.

As he moved forward to fight against the sky, Wang Sheng kept taking out his mobile phone to see if there was any new news, and by the way, to see how far he was from the western border of the Great Snowfield.

The investigation team had previously sent a message to remind him that he could not enter the main cities of the Sharos Empire. When he was about to rush out of the snow field, he had to contact the official to ask if he could continue to hunt down.

Wang Sheng suddenly remembered the video file given to him by the two young officers of the investigation team before he set off from the national border.

They said that the source of Master's anger lies here...

So with one mind and two minds, Ling Nian continued to search everywhere, fiddled with the phone in his left hand for a while, and found the video.

As soon as he clicked on it, Wang Sheng turned his head and looked at the Senior Sister who was looking over here on tiptoe...

"Senior Sister, I'll just send you a copy."

"Yeah," Mu Wanxuan immediately nodded and waited quietly with her same phone.

Wang Sheng operated for a while before successfully sharing it with his senior sister, and then he clicked on the video to watch with confidence.

But within a few seconds, Wang Sheng frowned.

This video was automatically shot by the real-time feedback system on members of the rescue team, and was cut out by the investigation team for a few minutes...

At the beginning of the video, dozens of figures surrounded the surroundings, several corpses fell on the ground, and Wang Sheng was so familiar with the camouflage uniforms on them...

The elite combat readiness team of Great China.

In the middle of these corpses, there was another figure standing there covered in blood. His body riddled with holes was shaking and might fall down at any time, and the long sword he was leaning on was already full of cracks.

Wang Sheng could only vaguely recognize from his side face that this was Yan Zhengnan, the instructor of the combat preparation team who had a feeling of giving him a sword back then...

The figures around, including vampires standing with their arms folded in the air, as well as the 'non-identical troops' that Wang Sheng had seen and hadn't seen in the Xuepo Battle before, were all foreign practitioners.

A figure wearing a ghost mask walked forward. His black hair and black pupils seemed a bit eye-catching among these foreign practitioners.

His well-spoken Mandarin came out clearly:

"Yan Zhengnan, an excellent instructor of the Dahua Kingdom's special combat readiness team, and a Daoist monk ranked 62nd in the heaven list, do you want to die or live?"

Yan Zhengnan sneered, bowed his head and spat out blood, and clenched the hilt of his sword with his bloody right hand.

"I want you to die, I live alone."

"Then you're thinking too much," the man wearing the ghost mask sneered, "as long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, it's not like these adults can't spare your life."

Yan Zhengnan raised his head slightly, and said calmly: "I am covered in bruises, but unfortunately my legs and spine are not injured.

If you fight, I will die in battle. With such insults, do you really think I don't know what tricks you are playing? "

"Death in battle? How can it be so easy," the ghost-faced man sneered, "We have worked so hard to plan this time, and you are the only big fish."

Then, he turned around and said a few words in Gran language to the rear, and more than a dozen black shadows rushed towards him, swarming up.

Yan Zhengnan let out a roar, his eyes were full of determination, and he was about to detonate his golden core immediately, but a puff of white smoke flew from the side... It was vaguely seen that it was a thin old man, shaking the small ones in his hands. Small skull.

Wrapped in white smoke, Yan Zhengnan's last magic power capable of detonating the golden core was blocked. He roared unwillingly, his eyes were about to burst, and he was thrown to the ground by more than a dozen black shadows that were half-human and half-beast.

These black shadows bit and tore with their sharp claws, the scene was so bloody that even a cultivator like Mu Wanxuan's pretty face turned pale.

Killing is nothing more than nodding, but these people...

"Yan Zhengnan, you don't have to endure the pain of dismemberment if you just ask for mercy," the ghost-masked man walked forward slowly, "is it difficult to ask for mercy? We just need a video material for publicity.

Tsk tsk, the Dahua Kingdom is really in the limelight, but in this world, there is not only the Dahua Kingdom as a powerful country, the wood is beautiful and the forest wind will destroy it, and the Qi veins are the lead for you to be attacked by groups, understand?

Hahaha, I will repay everything that Dahuaguo and Daomen have done to me.

This is just the first step, just watch it with confidence, how the ancient Manchukuo knelt before the Nine-Power Allied Forces, today's Dahuaguo will kneel down again! "

Yan Zhengnan, who was being pinned down by more than a dozen black shadows on the ground and constantly destroying his body, raised his head and cursed: "I kneel to you!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

The video stopped abruptly amid the laughter of the man with the ghost face, Wang Sheng closed the playback interface, and Mu Wanxuan bit her lower lip.

"Senior Sister, just as Master said, this is already a war."

Wang Sheng said calmly, "Since it's a war, blood will inevitably flow into rivers. After this incident, you can stay with my parents for a while. I don't want you to commit murder."

The senior sister obviously hesitated, but still nodded submissively; Wang Sheng didn't say anything more, just flew with his head down.

The phone vibrated a few times again, and a batch of red dots appeared on the three-dimensional map again...

Taking a deep breath, even though these red dots were about to rush into a big city of the Sharos Empire standing on the snowfield, Wang Sheng still had no intention of stopping.

Why draw the sword?

For this heart, for this thought!

For Dahua, no one dares to commit crimes!

Worry-free for the younger sister in the family, and a peaceful old age for the parents in the family!

Heavenly Tribulation Sword!

A green cloud gathered around Wang Sheng's body quickly, and then more and more green clouds gathered, rushing towards that foreign city!