Firmament Sword Lord

Chapter 112

“Hahahaha !mortal !mortal !渺小mortal! Good! Good! Good!”

Wang Cheng smiled and laughed.

Until now, Bai Daosheng is still a small mortal to him, a ant that can be crushed by hand!

Good mortal! Good one ant! A good Star Refiner!

it is good! it is good! it is good!

“Good!”

“bang!”

The land of Wang Cheng’s foothold suddenly burst.

As the dirt flew, his whole person seemed to be a flow of light.

aims……

Pointing to Bai Daosheng!

Bai Daosheng is still standing, watching Wang Cheng, who is mad like a madman, looking for death, expression indifference, aloof and remote, the wind is light.

opponent……

Just mortal.

“It really deserves to be Sir Bai Daosheng. This style… is so handsome, a mortal is so high that as long as Sir Bai Daosheng shoots, he can shoot it directly.”

“Kill! Sir Bai Daosheng, directly slap him to death!”

Each and everyone Sword of Flame’s Star Cultivator shouted excitedly, especially Lin Yiren, and even more excited, he was constantly shaking, and the pretty face shouted: “Master, catching, catching, playing, playing Breaking his limbs, we want them to understand that those who offend our Sword of Flame must survive and cannot die!”

“Liang Meng, this is the so-called North Moon Sword God in your mouth? See clearly, mortal is mortal, then powerful mortal, just mortal in front of our Star Cultivator, can slap dead ant, moved towards a Star Refiner Launching an attack, this courage, should I say that he is ignorant, ignorant, or an idiot?”

Ge Yun shook his head and glanced at Liang Meng, and straightened Liang Meng bowed his head.

Compared with many Star Cultivators of Sword of Flame, Ji Yayi and Su Bai are somewhat unbearable. Some of them have a sympathetic Warrior for Wang Cheng. They can’t bear to see him being Bai Daosheng. The appearance of flesh and blood is blurred.

However, all of this Wang Cheng has not been seen.

No roar, no roar, no jealousy, no madness.

Everything is suppressed, suppressed, and constantly suppressed, just waiting for the last moment of the explosion.

Everything in heaven and earth, all beings, all in nothing, there is only one left in his eyes.

With only one person in sight.

There is only one person under the lock of the air machine.

With Spirit locked, there is still only one person.

Bai Daosheng ……

And the distance between the two is constantly being drawn…

Six ten meters, five ten meters, four ten meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters…

“weng weng! ”

The sword is humming!

Pure Splendor Sword felt the anger, killing intent, and the violent shock that had already reached the limit in the owner’s mind.

Catharsis!

It feels, this time it has been bred to the extreme! Already tempering to the extreme!

Now it doesn’t need to be repressed, no need to tempering, no need to polish, no need to breed again, no need to do anything, just vent!

ten years!

Life, there are several decades!

Ten years nurturing a sword ! Ten years tempering a sword ! Ten years concealing a sword ! For this, it is this moment, the sword is pulled out!

The anger, depression, killing intent, and suffocation that have been tempering in the past ten years have all turned into a peerless sword light, a sword, and world-shaking!

Hold the sword!

Draw a sword!

Out of the sheath!

“Hey!”

The bright swords are full of Void.

“kill!”

A world-shaking Sword Intent is accompanied by a scream of indulging in venting, and it rises through the clouds!

I will hold the sword and live up to the sky!

……

Complexion greatly changed !

Ten years in a sword, the sword is amazing!

At the moment when Pure Splendor Sword finally pulled out the sword, the first second was still light and the Bai Daosheng suddenly complexion greatly changed!

Sword Intent !

Sword Intent!

World-shaking Sword Intent!

The strength of this Sword Intent is as if a tear has been torn in everyone’s Spiritual World. All the witnesses who witnessed this sword’s cultivator feel that there is a sword light in their minds, soaring, and everything is roaring, just like the rising sun. The world is shining and shining.

asphyxia!

This sword, let everyone suffocate!

“what is this!?”

Star Refiner Bo Yu of Sword of Flame has shriveled.

“This kind of sword technique… This kind of sword technique…mortal can make such a sword!?”

Glory Knight Ji Yayi stared wide-eyed, previously sorrowful.

“How can it be……”

Gu Taizhen was amazed.

“My goodness……”

Su Bai is stunned.

“kill!”

Wang Cheng has not completely dissipated, and the screams filled with endless catharsis and sizzling are echoing in Void.

At the moment, Bai Daosheng is full of unstoppable fears about a voice.

“Do not!”

The handsome Bai Daosheng shouted in horror, and his face became distorted by fear.

“bang! bang! bang! bang! bang! ”

All of the Star Marks on his body, simultaneously excited, turned into a stream of 璀璨 streamrays.

Giant Dragon Star Mark, Divine Wind Star Mark, Flame Star Mark, Earth Star Mark, Diamond Star Mark…

“weng weng! ”

A sly Star Palace casts a phantom in Void, and it shines constantly. The Stars Strength is surging and rolling, and a Defensive Star Technique has been formed and released in the blink of an eye to form a Defensive Forcefield that hangs over him. Body…

Block!

At this time, Bai Daosheng screamed in horror, inspiring all means, just block this sword!

How could he not imagine that a mortal could pull out such a terrifying sword.

just……

Blocked?

Can’t stop it!

This is a sword of Spiritual Level!

This sword, simply can’t resist!

……

“bang!”

Bai Daosheng has wide eyes.

fear! fear! fear!

There is only fear in his face, full of incredible fear!

In this fear, his Spiritual World did not have any resistance to the hole and pierced a huge hole, from the inside out, constantly collapsed, collapsed, collapsed…

In the process of collapse, the light in his eyes gradually faded…

Dead.

The same silence as death!

The last second, all still ridiculed, dismissive, stupid, arrogant, arrogant Warrior, Star Cultivator, and even Glory Knight Ji Yayi and Star Refiner Bo Yu, at the moment of Wang Cheng’s sword, while Lost sound and lose color.

Everyone, as if in the body-fixing technique, with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, staring at the sword and pulling out the sword, Wang Cheng, who took out the sword, had a blank in his mind.

Their Spirit, their will, their souls, seem to be taken away by this rising sword light, and they are too late to return.

Draw a sword.

Sheathing.

This is the sword of Wang Cheng.

This is the sword of North Moon Sword God.

This is the sword that Wang Cheng has been in for ten years, tempering for ten years, and hiding for ten years.

A sword!

Peerless Sword !

Shocking the firmament !

Dazzling the earth !

I have lost all beings!

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