The First Sword of the Earth

What's this?

He, the prince of the noble blood family of the current generation Ferrard family, felt an incomparably depressed and angry at this moment.

There are sword shadows bursting out in every direction, and the figure of this Dahua country monk is everywhere; he, the prince, has a tyrannical strength, but he can't catch the opponent's trace at all.

He can only distribute most of his strength to all parts of his body, resisting the continuous attacks like ocean waves around him.

Just like sandbags.

In order to fight back, Gucci Ferrard kept drawing his own strength, throwing powerful scarlet energy balls at the surrounding figures, but half of the attacks he made were easily pierced by the sword shadow.

The remaining half of the offensive only bombarded the surrounding area of ​​three or four hundred meters, blowing up several abandoned factory buildings, leaving some potholes in this deserted place.

In this kind of 'unbalanced' duel, His Excellency the Prince felt like a stupid gargoyle!

But this only made the young prince feel depressed. Gucci Ferrard had heard about the various "spells" of the Dahua Kingdom for a long time. In fact, he fell into such a passive situation at this time because he was not prepared enough. The way of fighting is more ingenious.

It's not that he can't admit the strength of his opponent.

What made the prince feel angry was the huge difference in strength before and after Wang Sheng!

Just now, this Dahua country monk directly competed with him in speed and strength, showing a powerful force that he had to face up to.

Gucci Ferrard firmly believed at the time that there would definitely be a hearty battle next!

It was not in vain that he rushed from the border of Sharos to the capital of Sharos, and then took the initiative to welcome him to the wasteland where there were not many spectators.

Sure enough, Wang Sheng's performance in the first few minutes made Gucci Ferrard gradually excited.

Even, in order to show respect for this monk, and in order to allow this monk to die with dignity, Gucci Ferrard directly used his own bloodline's esoteric space flash jump when the two sides were still in balance, and successfully killed Dahua The monk in the country was 'heavily injured'.

Gu Qi Feilade knew the power of the two energy balls he condensed with all his strength. In his opinion, this monk would definitely suffer heavy losses.

And next,

It is to prove the nobility of the blood race and its own greatness, and to make a difficult choice between the options of 'kill this Dahua monk' or 'make this Dahua monk his slave'.

At this moment, a certain sword cultivator, who had already figured out the strength of his body, secretly urged Feixia sword...

When Gucci Ferrard, who was severely injured by the Feixia sword, fell from the air to the ground, he looked at Wang Sheng's figure in disbelief, and the only thought in his heart was 'this is impossible'.

The two energy balls I shot with all my strength, practiced the 'unique move' for two and a half years, and blasted firmly on this Dahua country monk. The round hole on the ground can prove how much effort I put in just now!

But in the end, the monk's clothes were not damaged, and he even looked at himself with an extremely calm gaze.

That look and that look, it was like, 'Hey, it's game over, little Gucci. '

This made Gucci Ferrard furious, feeling that his noble life had been insulted and slandered the most.

However, before he could heal the wounds on his back wings, the sword shadows filled the sky like a flood, directly surrounding him, the prince, followed by a violent attack like a storm.

Gucci Feilad had to spend most of his strength to protect his body, using the power of blood to block the damage of the ancient long sword to his body.

Otherwise, this Dahua country monk could dismember him in an instant!

At this moment, the blood prince found that his speed on land was completely suppressed by the opponent, and the opponent's fighting skills crushed him by an unknown amount!

That……

So what was the 'hearty' fight just now?

Is this monk from Great China testing his fists and wings? Just playing and juggling?

Unforgivable!

This is absolutely unforgivable!

"I will tear your body apart! Grind your bones into powder! Feed your dirty blood to the lowest slaves!"

Wang Sheng frowned, this bat demon...

Doesn't seem to be speaking Granish.

At this time, his poor Grean vocabulary reserve was completely useless, and he couldn't understand it at all.

But the other party's anger was conveyed accurately.

This prince-level vampire kept roaring, and the frequency of hitting dark red light balls with both hands became higher and higher, and the sky was full of smoke and dust within a kilometer radius.

Although Wang Sheng's mind was a little 'relaxed', he didn't actually have any carelessness. Such a relaxed state of mind made his actions smoother and his thinking clearer.

Compared with the duke-level vampire he had killed before, the prince-level vampire was indeed a notch stronger, and the information given by his wife was quite accurate.

But creatures like vampires seem to pursue speed and strength too much, and have no achievements in 'art' and 'law'.

At this moment, Wang Sheng had to admit two things in his heart.

Compared with this kind of blood lineage inheritance and other cultivation methods on the earth, the heavenly court inheritance passed down by the Taoist sect does have a greater advantage.

And, after thirteen years of bathing, Tian Jie has strengthened his Taoist body to the point where he can confront the Vampire Prince head-on.

Can this way of bathing benefit my master and sister?

Wang Sheng thought about it for a while, and decided to stabilize the opinions of his senior sister and master later. After all, Tianjie is also considered a taboo for monks.

‘Sister, take a bath together? The kind with thunder. '

This picture...

Cough, turn your attention back to the powerful enemy in front of you.

A prince-level vampire is almost considered to be the top of the vampire family, and its strength cannot be said to be weak.

If you want to face the prince vampire head-on, a "normally developed" Taoist monk will almost have to produce a Nascent Soul to be sure of victory. The opponent's speed and strength are indeed a bit tricky.

Even for Jindan monks, this kind of enemy would be an unspeakable nightmare.

However, the strength of a monk cannot be completely defined by the realm of cultivation. Among the inheritance of Taoism, most of them are spells that do not require melee combat.

Wang Sheng imagined in his heart, if instead of fighting this blood prince himself, he was replaced by other monks in the Tianfu realm...

A cultivator in Tianfu Realm who is good at using talismans can completely suppress prince-level vampires with talisman formations;

Those who are good at array arrangement can even trap the vampire prince to death in the array;

A cultivator of the Heavenly Abundance Realm of the Sword Sect can surely defeat this vampire prince by relying on his swordsmanship alone...

All Daoists and Daoists who are good at different schools of magic should be able to suppress this kind of foreign monster without being attacked by the foreign monster.

Of course, monks in the Tianfu Realm, who are good at spells, are restrained by the straightforward fighting style of vampires, and they must back down when encountering them.

At this time, Wang Sheng was able to completely suppress this prince-level vampire, relying on the subtlety of the Ziwei Heavenly Sword and the sharpness of the Spiritless Sword;

Now he only needs to wait for a while, exhaust the strength of the opponent's defense, and easily end the battle...

Because of the need to maintain this constant pressure, Wang Sheng couldn't use Ziwei's sword.

But it doesn't matter, this place is deserted and uninhabited, and I am not afraid of being disturbed by others.

The seven-star sword array, the sword technique that led Wang Sheng into the gate of kendo, is even more powerful at this time; and the cultivation base of the peak of the Tianfu state and the excellent quality of the golden core, so that Wang Sheng does not have to worry about his mana power not being able to continue.

Although consuming this foreign demon to death is a little bit "smooth", but there is no need to take risks if you can win steadily.

Wang Sheng never forgot to observe the wound on Gucci Ferrard's flesh wing. The flesh wing that was almost cut off by Feixia sword had already been stitched "mostly" at this time.

A prince-level vampire's self-healing ability is against the sky.

Of course, Wang Sheng's Taoist body is already beyond common sense. Simply speaking of 'resistance to the catastrophe' completely crushes the opponent.

This vampire was secretly repairing the wounds on its fleshy wings. Although it could really feel the anger and depression of the other party, Wang Sheng didn't think the other party would stand still.

If I were myself, I must be trying to escape at this time.

As a blood prince, his way of escaping is definitely not comparable to other vampires; and with the lesson of the "Prince's Eye", Wang Sheng did not dare to be careless.

The more the opponent showed signs of decline, the more vigilant Wang Sheng became in his heart. Fei Xiajian was also waiting by the side, ready to stop the opponent at any time...

Hundreds of meters away in the air, Mu Wanxuan had already shown a faint smile, and she no longer worried.

At this time, the situation was already one-sided. After the junior brother 'remembered' that he was a swordsman, he had already firmly suppressed this powerful enemy...

Even, Senior Senior Sister leisurely took out her mobile phone at this time, while searching everywhere with her spiritual thoughts, she took pictures of the situation below, made a small video and sent it to Master and Mistress.

It is a pity that this battle, apart from the video data left by Mu Wanxuan, no one else recorded or witnessed it.

Otherwise, the name of Wang Sheng, this young Taoist priest with a sword, might shake the entire earth's cultivation world within a few hours.

One minute……

three minutes……

Wang Sheng's offensive did not stagnate at all, but the blood prince seemed to be at the end of his battle, and his own strength seemed to be exhausted.

Gu Qi Feilade understood that if he didn't fight for his life at this time, in two minutes, he might really be "dismembered" by the monk of the Great Hua Kingdom.

Proud, self-sufficient, and noble blood are actually nothing in front of 'alive'. Especially the vampire family known as 'immortal'.

At the moment when the wounds on his wings healed, a strong blood light suddenly burst out around Gucci Ferrard's body, and the blood light condensed into hundreds of arrows, which shot indiscriminately at the surroundings.

However, Wang Sheng seemed to have expected it long ago. The sword shadow erupted, the power of the Seven Star Sword Array was full, and forty-nine sword lights converged towards Gucci Ferrard. Half of these blood arrows were directly crushed by the sword light!

Gooch Feilade suddenly raised his head and let out a scream, and a strange wave surged from his body. Before the forty-nine sword lights from Wang Sheng converged, the figure disappeared with a bang, and appeared directly in Wuliu Ten meters away in the air!

teleport?

With a shake of his fleshy wings, the blood prince ran away without looking back, and cursed angrily:

"I will definitely make you pay the price! Just wait!"

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, and his left hand slid lightly. The Feixia sword, which he had been waiting for for a long time, appeared on the road ahead of Gucci Feillard without a sound, and directly hit the blood prince with swaying colorful streamers.

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