The First Sword of the Earth

The sword crosses the wind and thunder!

No words, no need to hesitate, the induction between the breaths knows that each other is a strong enemy, and the response to the other party is a full blow to each other!

In the sky, two groups of figures collided head-on with no difference!

Between the lightning and the flint, in the place where the dark red and purple-gold rays of light erupted, a series of extremely fast fights seemed to have taken place, and powerful shock waves swayed in all directions, and the vitality suddenly boiled!

But from Mu Wanxuan's point of view, the junior brother and this formidable enemy are like two glass marbles flying across the sky, each of them was knocked upside down after a head-on collision.

The figure flying upside down towards the west, the proportion of the huge dark purple fleshy wings on the back is a bit exaggerated, but if you ignore the fleshy wings, the appearance of this blood prince is quite good.

He is slender and well-proportioned, with flowing blond hair scattered freely, a high nose bridge, sunken eye sockets, and light purple pupils exuding a certain natural charm.

However, inside the cuffs of his suit are two sharp claws exuding metal-like light, which, like his fleshy wings, are a bit destructive to the image.

At this time, although the blood prince was flying upside down, his eyes were fixed on Wang Sheng, full of fighting spirit and anger.

Of course, the fight that happened just now was not just a simple head-to-head collision...

On this blood prince, from the arm to the ribs to the waist and hips, there were more than a dozen sword wounds with deep bone visible, but there was no blood flowing from each wound, which was strange and abnormal.

With the flow of dark purple light one after another, these scars are rapidly recovering.

Looking at Wang Sheng again, the left side of his chest was sunken, leaving a clear fist mark, even Liuxian Robe couldn't completely counteract the opponent's ferocious punch.

They each flew about 100 meters backwards, and Wang Sheng was the first to stabilize his figure.

Wang Sheng's left hand was in the hollow of his chest. This Dao body, which had been tempered countless times by the Heavenly Tribulation in the past thirteen years, finally revealed its strength at this moment.

The pure yang mana has not yet surged, and the broken ribs have been connected by themselves!

The sunken fist print slowly bulged up, and Wang Sheng directly resolved the injury like smoothing out the wrinkles of his clothes.

Seeing that Wang Sheng had stabilized his figure, the blood prince on the opposite side also forcibly waved his wings to counteract the force of flying backwards.

Then he stood up straight in the air, waved his wings slowly, and faced Wang Sheng head-on.

Wang Sheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

Such a hard body.

Even if the Spiritless Sword hit the opponent with more than ten swords just now, it couldn't really seriously injure the blood prince.

Then, Wang Sheng's eyes were fixed, and the corner of the blood prince's mouth sneered a little, and the two figures rushed forward again!

They didn't even make a sound to confirm each other's identity, and a big battle broke out over a deserted industrial base somewhere in the Sharos Empire.

Call first!

For some reason, Wang Sheng was holding Wuling Sword, but he was using the Taiyi Golden Immortal Sword Jue inherited from Wudang Dao, with wisps of lightning attached to it. Although the moves were exquisite, it was not the Ziwei Heavenly Sword that he was best at.

Moreover, the swordsmanship that Wang Sheng exhibited at this time still has some sword moves that can be reduced to ten times with one force.

On the other hand, this 'young' blood prince didn't have a fixed attack pattern at all. He just relied on his own speed and strength to attack Wang Sheng's Dao body fiercely.

Once the speed breaks through a certain limit, and one's own strength can guarantee the power of punches and claws every time, this kind of disorderly attack becomes a kind of movement that no one can predict.

This kind of onslaught is actually the most difficult to deal with, and it can often produce unexpected results.

Wang Sheng's face is always calm. After the first fight just now, he already has a preliminary strategy to meet the enemy.

With a ray of light, the Spiritless Sword pointed directly at the opponent's forehead.

Stepping on the Feixia sword, Yukong's speed is almost the same as the opponent's. This no-frills sword has extraordinary power due to the relative speed of the two sides.

The blood prince trembled his wings, and heard a 'shua' sound. Just before the tip of the sword was about to pierce his forehead, his figure suddenly moved sideways, and a sharp claw scraped towards Wang Sheng's throat from left to right.

Immediately, the Wuling sword changed from stabbing to slashing. Wang Sheng pressed his left hand on his right wrist, and the momentum of the Wuling sword's slashing increased greatly, directly cutting towards the blood prince's elbow joint!

The latter already knew the power of the ancient sword in Wang Sheng's hand, so he didn't use his body to resist at this time, his fleshy wings trembled, the figure of the vampire suddenly turned around, and it kicked up to bring out afterimages, and kicked at Wang Sheng. Raise your waist and hips!

Such changes are all erupted between lightning and flint. If someone can observe the battle in the air at close range, they will find that they can only see the phantom of their family...

Wang Sheng's figure suddenly fell, and his left arm resisted the opponent's kick. The two figures trembled in unison, and the force of the countershock separated them from the left and right!

But almost in an instant, the two sides stabilized their figures again, and the two figures charged each other again!

Wang Sheng finally understood why his master and many masters of Taoism used two daggers to stick to the soles of their feet to defend against the sky. It was really inconvenient for him to step on the Feixia sword and turn around in the air.

The blood prince and Wang Sheng fought close to each other in the air, and the fight was indistinguishable for a while.

The closest to the battle group was Mu Wanxuan, who was 100 meters away. At this time, she was also slightly frowning, and she didn't understand what the junior brother was doing.

Could it be that he was brought into a certain rhythm by the opponent, so that he couldn't make the sword move smoothly?

Mu Wanxuan really didn't understand why Wang Sheng suddenly changed his fighting style, and even chose to resist the opponent's attack with his fists and palms when the Taiyi Golden Immortal Sword's sword moves were too late to change.

There is no sword shadow, no one-man sword array, only a 'quite exquisite' sword technique, as well as a reaction speed and physical strength that are not inferior to the opponent.

Even, the more he fights, the younger brother seems to forget that he is a sword cultivator, and the sharpness of the spiritless sword can't be displayed much. Instead, he starts to use his own magic power to fight the opponent's body hard, constantly exchanging injuries with this foreign monster .

He actually played the fighting style of his master Qing Yanzi.

The senior sister frowned slightly, and could only watch quietly there, trying to calm herself down as much as possible.

Believe me, brother...

The two groups of figures fought fiercely in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they attacked each other for more than a hundred rounds. The suit on the blood prince's body was already torn, which was cut by Wang Sheng's spiritless sword.

But the prince couldn't see any wounds all over his body. This amazing self-healing ability was the reason why he was always sneering.

Perhaps in his opinion, this Dahua country monk who can control thunder and lightning is nothing more than that.

The Liuxian robe on Wang Sheng's body is of extraordinary quality. Although he was hit by the opponent more than a dozen times, the Liuxian robe has never been damaged at all;

Another fierce attack and fight, Wang Sheng pierced the opponent's shoulder with a sword, but the fist clenched with sharp claws also chiseled Wang Sheng's shoulder.

The mana burst out from the Spiritless Sword, and amazing force also surged from the fist, and the two of them were sent flying!

This is the blood prince?

Wang Sheng showed a mocking smile on purpose, and the other party snorted coldly, and two balls of dark red light quickly condensed under the sharp claws.

It seemed that he was easily irritated by Wang Sheng.

This is a handsome blood prince, but his body is rapidly expanding, and all the cloth strips on his body have been torn off.

In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-tall vampire with explosive muscles appeared in front of Wang Sheng, with a bat-like face, and he was calm at this moment.

It said something in a low voice, its wings trembled, and afterimages appeared from its figure, it held the two groups of dark red light instead, and charged towards Wang Sheng!

In response, the Feixia sword under his feet blazed brightly, Wang Sheng let out a clear sword cry, and the Wuling sword in his right hand was wrapped in thunder in the blink of an eye.

It was still the Taiyi Golden Immortal Sword, and it was still the most basic sword move, but when the Spiritless Sword stabbed straight forward, the thunder and lightning pulled out a long trail, which made Wang Sheng look like a god.

The Vampire Prince, who showed his original appearance, looked a little dignified, and the dark red light ball in his left hand came out, and this light ball appeared directly in front of Wang Sheng strangely!

The ball of light shattered instantly!

Is this the method of moving the universe?

Before Wang Sheng could be surprised, the dark red light burst out, and an extremely cold and extremely tyrannical aura hit him in the arms. His figure was first hit by the frontal blow, and then was blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

However, before Wang Sheng came back to his senses, the figure of the vampire prince flickered several times in a row, and appeared directly in front of him, a few points faster than Wang Sheng was blown away!

Sweeping with fleshy wings, the vampire prince's figure was parallel to Wang Sheng's, and the second ball of light held in the sharp claw of his right arm was directly printed on Wang Sheng's chest!

At that moment, the eyes of the two met, and what Wang Sheng saw in the other's eyes was a little mocking.

There was a bang, and the berserk power in the ball of light exploded. Wang Sheng's figure was directly blocked by a dark red beam of light, and he was ruthlessly pushed to the ground!

There was another muffled sound, the ground seemed to be trembling, and the shock wave swayed far away against the ground.

Wang Sheng's figure smashed a 'meteor crater' on the ground, and there were still several broken walls around, but now they were all razed to the ground.

Mu Wanxuan who was in the distance was about to rush up to save her junior brother, but just as she took a step, she seemed to hear something, and the figure stopped again, looking suspiciously at the dusty place.

The Vampire Prince, who seemed to have won the victory, slowly fell in the air and stood quietly, his eyes had already begun to look at Mu Wanxuan who was not far away.

However……

Whoosh!

A colorful streamer suddenly appeared from behind the Vampire Prince, it was Feixia Sword!

I saw the Feixia sword approaching at a high speed, drawing a blood line behind the vampire prince, and the blood line turned into a transparent crack in the blink of an eye!

That's the area where its right wing connects to its body, and it's one of the few weak spots on its body.

The right meat wing was almost cut off by Feixia Sword!

The Vampire Prince raised his head and roared, his figure immediately fell from mid-air, and fell not far from the 'crater' that Wang Sheng hit earlier.

At the bottom of the pit, Wang Sheng's figure has slowly stood up, and the injuries on his body are slowly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Holding the Wuling Sword, he slowly walks out of the pit, watching the Vampire Prince who has temporarily lost the ability to fly.

The Feixia sword came whistling, hovering around Wang Sheng's body, and Wang Sheng clenched the unscathed Wuling sword. Although he was a little embarrassed and a little 'disgraced', at this moment, his eyes were extremely sharp.

The vampire prince endured the severe pain, and slowly stood up, his wings folded back, and he stared at Wang Sheng full of hatred and anger.

"Cough," Wang Sheng breathed out, holding a sword flower.

With one step, it was as if more than a dozen people rushed towards the vampire prince at the same time, and Wang Sheng's real body just disappeared from the vampire prince's sight!

As the sword shadow flickered, a large purple star slowly lit up!

Warm up, it's over.