The First Sword of the Earth

Originally, after Wang Sheng swallowed the original power of Emperor Wa from Li Chang, his perception ability has been greatly improved, his sense of immortality is also stronger, and his detection range is farther and more detailed than that of Yaoyun before.

But with the help of Lingxi, Yaoyun experienced some unclear and inexplicable changes, which made her perception ability at this time even surpass Wang Sheng and ordinary angels by a lot...

Seems stronger than she was before.

Wang Sheng galloped in the direction of the ancient battlefield. After flying for a long time with the Chiyu volley, his immortal sense found the traces of these two celestial beings...

The person who came should be the elder of Fenglimen, an old woman with gray hair, and a young girl with short hair reaching her ears... She looks like a young girl, her cultivation base is in the realm of celestial beings, and she may have lived for a long time.

These two came so fast.

It was only half a day before Qiuying and her party had an accident; flying from the stars of Fenglimen to this place, even if it is a fairy, it is impossible to make it by rushing all the way.

Unless they're already around here...

Wang Sheng couldn't help cursing: "This Fengli Sect is really so ruthless, to use one disciple's death and one injury as a cruel scheme?"

But Yao Yun reminded him from the bottom of his heart: 'Whether you want to take action against them, you should make a decision early. '

Shot?

At this time, although the realm can be temporarily improved by relying on the unity of human and sword, it is still the "false" strength of the heavenly realm;

Although the auras of these two people are not too strong, and they are only in the early stage of the Celestial Immortal Realm, Wang Sheng can even defeat one person one-on-one without relying on the combination of human and sword, but after all...

These are two heavenly immortals, no matter what, we must give this realm enough respect.

Although he was hesitating in his heart, Wang Sheng's body had already reacted:

He took out the dragon sword and put it on his back, and the dragon spirit was awakened by him, and surrounded him; holding the spiritless sword in his hand, strands of soft and perfect spiritual power merged into the immortal power of the Tao body, and his own realm Instant swell.

And all of this did not alarm the two Fenglimen Heavenly Immortals who were on their way.

'Try it. '

Wang Sheng said something in his heart.

If this matter is really calculated by Fenglimen, half use bitter tricks and half coercion, let Xinghaimen join forces with it to deal with Tianfeng... Next, the honest people of Xinghaimen will be bullied by Fenglimen's vipers and venomous women What is it like?

In this matter, I must not fall into a passive position!

Therefore, at this time, I took a risk and wanted to sneak attack these two angels.

He will not kill people directly, but just 'invite' the two of them to Xinghaimen as guests. After all, the combat power of the two angels is also very important to Fenglimen. If the strength of Fenglimen is weakened, it is equivalent to To bring warmth to the wind...

Calculating the flying speed of the two, Wang Sheng hid in the void, his own killing intent was reduced to the minimum, but his aura had reached the peak of his life.

The power of the stars slowly gathers on the Wuling Sword. At this time, this not-so-sharp spirit sword seems to have the power to cut through the universe and cut off the avenue.

Those two heavenly immortals had no idea at all, there would be someone in Thirteen Three Stars who would improvise and want to sap the two heavenly immortal 'masters' halfway...

...

'Caiwei, this matter is very important to my Fengli Sect. Whether or not Tianfeng can be destroyed depends on whether I can bring Lishang, Yao Xingzi, and Pikachu to my Fengli. '

Lan Huilin remembered very clearly that the master sitting on the futon said so in the somewhat dim quiet room.

Skin……

When she heard that name, she was a little flustered.

‘But, Master, can’t we directly form an alliance with his Xinghai Gate? Why do you have to use such calculations...'

'This move is precisely to form an alliance with them, but if there is no reason, Xinghaimen may find it difficult to comply.

What they think now is more about managing themselves, wanting us to fight Tianfeng, how can they take the initiative to fight Tianfeng to death?

The calculation this time is to force them Xinghai Sect to take action, and then a little trick will be used later, so that they can confront Tianfeng head-on; Destroying both of them in one fell swoop, Thirteen Three Stars has been invincible ever since.

If one or two people go to death today, it will be exchanged for thousands of people from my Fengli Sect to live tomorrow, why not?

This matter is only entrusted to you as a teacher, because I don't want you to have any mistakes, here is a life-saving elixir, you take it in advance before the incident, it will protect you from death. '

panacea...

The master's words were still turning in her heart, Lan Huilin slightly opened her eyes, and looked at the small brocade box in her magic treasure storage, her eyes were quite complicated at this time.

She was lying on the bed, turned inward, covered with a thin quilt, and her breath was rising and falling; after all, she had walked back from the gate of hell, and serious injuries were inevitable.

She didn't swallow that panacea ahead of time, but she wanted to be the one who went to death by herself, saving the sisters who were about to be sacrificed by the master.

Even if it saves one person.

But she was too late, the ambush came too suddenly, and she was sent flying too quickly, but she could only follow the plan and lead the matter to Xinghaimen...

"Jiang He..."

There was a murmur between his lips, and a tear slid from the corner of his eye.

The three Xinghaimen elders who were protecting the surroundings looked at each other with a little sympathy in their eyes, and continued to protect the female disciple of Fenglimen without saying a word.

Encountered in such a catastrophe, this Fairy Caiwei lost her mind.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps came from outside the hall, and the three elders looked up at the same time, but saw that it was Elder Pikachu inside the door, so they got up from the futon at the same time, and greeted each other with cupped hands.

"Why is there blood on Elder Pi's Taoist robe?"

A female elder had sharp eyes and found the blood stained on Wang Sheng's Taoist robe.

"Before I went out, I met two monsters fighting with each other, so I went up to persuade them to fight."

Wang Sheng replied with a smile, the three elders were all confused for a while.

"Can the three of you let me be alone with Fairy Caiwei for a while?" Wang Sheng said, "We are old acquaintances, and I want to comfort her."

"Of course, Elder Pi please, let's wait outside the hall."

"Thank you three elders," Wang Sheng bowed his hands, the three elders returned the salute, and left the small hall together.

Wang Sheng walked to the bed in the corner, and casually took an armchair beside him. After sitting down, he breathed a sigh of relief...

Lan Huilin gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but she didn't know how to turn around, she just lay there quietly.

Wang Sheng snapped his fingers, and the Spiritless Sword emitted a ray of celestial light, covering the hall.

Afterwards, Wang Daochang put his elbows on the armrest of the armchair, crossed his fingers, and stared at this one of the thirteen fairies of Fenglimen who was also considered a beauty.

He opened his mouth, first bringing up the old matter again, "Thank you also, for keeping the secret for me after leaving the blood mine, and not reporting this matter to your master."

Lan Huilin's thin shoulders trembled slightly. Wang Sheng thought she would continue to pretend to be asleep, but she replied in a low voice, "I made an oath before, and I can't go back on it."

Wang Sheng asked: "Do you think your master, the master of Fengli Sect, is a good person?"

"Naturally, Master has a kind heart, and he has been kind to us in nurturing and evangelizing us," Lan Huilin responded in a low voice, "No matter what outsiders say, Master is always a...good person in the hearts of us disciples."

"Really? Then why did she send you to the blood mine to die?"

Wang Sheng's voice gradually became deep and powerful, "You, who have suffered under the blood mine for a hundred years, should be able to understand some things."

"That's because I did something wrong, so Master punished me for it," Lan Huilin turned around and coughed a little weakly, but there was a bit of pleading in her eyes.

She was begging Wang Sheng not to continue talking.

Wang Sheng was silent for a while, looked at Lan Huilin, and said slowly, "Is this the same?"

Lan Huilin trembled slightly, but immediately shook her head, "What do you mean by that?"

"The farce directed and acted by Feng Limen this time caused a disciple to die, and you were seriously injured to come to Xinghaimen for help, pulling Xinghaimen into the water... It's the same as last time, you did something wrong with that Jianghe, Your master punished you like this, and by the way, also cleared up the rebellion in the twenty-six sects?"

Wang Sheng's eyes suddenly became aggressive, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You never thought about what you disciples are in your master's eyes?"

Lan Huilin tried her best to maintain a stable expression, but her slender hands were tightly grasping the bedding, "I...I don't know what you are talking about."

"I used to hear people say that you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. I always thought it was nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be quite reasonable."

Wang Sheng looked at the blood on the hem of his Taoist robe, and said calmly, "In your Fengli Sect, there are two elders named Zi Mo and Zhao Fenfang, right?"

Lan Huilin immediately asked: "Have they come to Xinghai Gate?"

"It can be regarded as coming," Wang Sheng said, "it was just kidnapped by me."

Lan Huilin's eyes showed a little bit of astonishment, but she quickly calmed down and smiled sadly, "Why are you joking with me?"

Wang Sheng didn't speak, he took out a blood-stained whisk from his sleeve, and threw it on the bed.

Then his hands quickly formed seals, and in front of Lan Huilin, he performed the method of returning to the light and tracing the source of the dust, and a wisp of gray air swayed away, and a little picture appeared on the dust.

In the picture, it can be clearly seen that an old woman and a young girl are galloping under the starry sky, and the whisk is held by the old woman.

A flash of sword light erupted without warning in front of the left. The sword light was instantly brilliant, as if implying some kind of peerless avenue. In a very short period of time, the two of them were shrouded in the shadow of the sword!

The two angels reacted quickly and fought back quickly!

This whisk was also sacrificed, and the silver thread on the whisk turned into a giant net, but with the sword light stirring, the whisk was broken immediately!

The figure that appeared behind the sword light flickered slightly, as if it had separated into seven clones, instantly 'surrounding' the two of them, successive exquisite sword moves erupted from seven directions at the same time, the two rushed to fight, but after a few moves, they were directly defeated Forced to disperse...

The old woman was pressed against her throat with a sword, and the fairy light burst out from the sword sealed her soul;

The girl took this opportunity to turn around and run away, but she couldn't escape for half a mile because she was already entangled by two flying swords, and the sneak attacker took the old woman and chased after him calmly...

The picture dissipated slightly, and Lan Huilin's eyes were a little dull.

Wang Sheng said calmly: "I didn't bring the two of them here directly, I just wanted to give you some escape routes.

You don't say it, but they have already said it, this time they attacked their own disciples, they just wanted to brew a tragedy that would affect Xinghaimen, and then Fenglimen came to the door to ask the crime, forcing Xinghaimen to send troops to deal with Tianfeng.

Your role in this is crucial, because someone has to bring the Xinghai Gate down, and you're in charge, right? "

Lan Huilin's eyes were full of gloom, she closed her lifeless eyes, the smile on her mouth was full of bitterness, and two lines of tears kept falling.

"These two elders also said something very interesting," Wang Sheng said, "They said that the so-called head disciples and the thirteen fairies are just used to win over the masters;

Such disciples can be trained in less than a thousand years, and they were originally born for Feng Li. "

"How could..."

"The chief disciple of Fengli Sect three thousand years ago does not seem to be called Qiu Ying."

Lan Huilin bit her lower lip, a bright red dripped from her lips.

"You still don't understand Jiang He's death today?" Wang Sheng said, "Would you like me to recall your dying appearance?"

"No, I'm different. Master treats me differently than Qiu Ying and the others," Lan Huilin said in a trembling voice, as if to prove something, she took out the brocade box directly, "Master has already given me the soul to save my life." Dan! She didn't mean to kill me!

It's because I don't know how to face Jiang He, it's because I want to accompany her, but I was saved by you again! "

"I'm really sorry for saving you without authorization," Wang Sheng opened his left hand, and the brocade box fell into his hand immediately, and he took out the elixir.

Yao Yun reminded him from the bottom of his heart, Wang Sheng frowned slightly, and handed the elixir to Lan Huilin, "You should give up on your master...take it."

Lan Huilin looked a little puzzled, but subconsciously obeyed Wang Sheng's words, raised her head and swallowed the elixir.

Immediately, the vitality in her body began to fill up, and the serious injuries seemed to be getting better quickly...

Lan Huilin stood up from the bed, her light clothes slipped slightly, but she didn't care about it at all, looking directly at Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng waited quietly, the atmosphere in the hall was a little stalemate.

Half an hour later, Lan Huilin suddenly turned pale, clutching her chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her body quickly softened behind her; while Wang Sheng's hand was like lightning, and raised his hand to touch Lan Huilin's neck.

"This elm head is going to waste another pill of mine."

Wang Daochang muttered, and with a flick of his sleeves, he already laid Lan Huilin flat on the bed.