Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

The men behind him also knelt to the ground one after another: "I have seen the saint of Tianmeng."

"Yeah." Tianmeng nodded, pointed at Wang Shuo and said, "In the early days of Quansheng, you forcibly seized the ore vein, but you are still fighting with others. Fortunately, Qiuying, you are a master at slaying two corpses, and there are two other corpses under your hand. Corpse disciple, tell me, how did you guard the mines?"

In the face of the saint's questioning, Qiu Ying did not dare to refute the slightest. This was his fault and his omission. Even if the saint executed him, it should be.

"Disciple deserves death for sin, and I ask Master to punish him." Qiu Ying kowtowed.

Tianmeng sage shook his head helplessly: "He is only in the early stage of the quasi-sage, and you send someone to kill him. I am a sage and should not take action. Unless Qinghong is there personally, it will be humiliating."

"Yes! Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely kill him and take back the ore vein." Qiu Ying nodded, then glanced at the two disciples who had cut a corpse behind him, and said, "Go and bring back the head of others."

Chapter 172 The Sage's Doubts (four more)

Neither Tianmeng Sage nor Qiu Ying did anything. Perhaps for them, killing a quasi-sage early monk was an insult to them.

Only the two disciples who beheaded one corpse, one black and one white, wearing two colors of clothing, among them the man in black said: "This person is only in the early stage of the quasi-sage, and the killing is simple, so I will do it."

The man in white nodded, not fighting.

In the hands of the black-clothed man, a dark green luster slowly emerged, and a short knife in the shape of fangs appeared in his hand, which was a congenital treasure.

Holding a short knife, the black-clothed man stepped into the void. He was just a cultivator in the early stage of quasi-sage. The entire city of saints was as numerous as the hair of a cow, everywhere.

Even a monk of the same rank who cut a corpse was not his opponent. To be honest, he did not take Wang Shuo seriously.

His speed, as the number of steps increased, became faster and faster, turning into a black streamer, and the short knife in his hand burst into a brilliance!

"In the early days of the quasi-sage, even daring to steal the sage's mineral veins is simply courting death!"

boom!

The breath of killing a corpse erupted, and the whole body of the black-clothed man, along with the riot of the streamer, turned into a beam of light, coming straight towards Wang Shuo.

That breath, continuous, very strong.

Cut a corpse!

Wang Shuo felt the law of surging and galloping, and the four swords of Zhuxian had already appeared in his hands, and the four swords turned into sword lights and went straight to the man in black.

The short sword and the Four Swords of Zhuxian collided, causing waves in an instant.

The man in black sneered: "No wonder you dare to shoot with me, there are four innate treasures! Now it belongs to me!"

The white-clothed disciple, who had previously let the black-clothed man take the first shot, was suddenly moved when he saw these four spiritual treasures, and some regretted letting the black-clothed man do it.

If he kills this kid, these four magic weapons, according to the rules of the city of saints, will be his.

Tianmeng saints have always paid attention to rules, and they will not open their mouths to come.

Regardless of whether it is a disciple in white, Qiuying, or a saint of Tianmeng, he never thought that Wang Shuo would win. In the early days of the quasi-sage, he was four realms away from beheading a corpse. !

Boom~

The sword light exploded again, and the two collided again. Wang Shuo did not show the Four Immortal Execution Diagrams, but used the Four Immortal Execution Swords to entangle, while waiting for the opportunity.

The reason why the four-array map is not used is because the power of the array map is too strong, and it will attract the prying eyes of the saint of heaven.

The two kept colliding in the void. After dozens of confrontations, the man in black finally became impatient, and the short sword Guanghua in his hand skyrocketed again, as if he was planning to kill.

Wang Shuo also saw the opportunity, his eyes flashed a hint of coldness, and his face showed a hideous look!

At the moment when the black man's dagger fell, a seven-colored cloud enveloped Wang Shuo's body. With a bang, he blocked the light of the sword from the outside. After the four swords of Zhuxian blocked the man's retreat, only a body , rushed up.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed man couldn't help but sneered: "How dare, just relying on the flesh, dare to come and fight with me, I don't know whether to live or die!"

Boom~

But when Wang Shuo's fist was thrown out, the man in black finally changed his face.

The power on this fist...

Kind of scary!

With this punch, even the dagger in the black-clothed man's hand was bent. With the terrifying force released, he felt that the tiger's mouth was faintly cracked. It was completely unimaginable, how could a normal person's body be so perverted?

Is it...

Thinking of somewhere, the black-clothed man opened his eyes wide and said in shock, "The law of strength? You... actually use strength to prove the Dao? How is this possible."

As far as he knows, in this ancient flood, there is only one person who proves the Dao with strength, and it is still the existence of the ancient saint, one of the most powerful saints who was invincible in this world in the ancient times.

And in front of him, there is an alien who proves the Tao with strength. Although this person is only a quasi-sage cultivation base, he is enough to fight against him!

"No! Even if you prove the Dao with strength, you may not be able to beat me. After all, the level of cultivation is too different!" The man in black looked gloomy and collided with him again.

This time, Wang Shuo still punched the short knife!

when~

In the roar of the law of power, the deep depression on the short knife bent in, as if it would break at any time.

And Wang Shuo's fist continues to punch!

Two punches, three punches, four punches...

When the fifth punch came out, there was only a bang, and the black-clothed man flew out backwards, vomiting blood non-stop, and the tiger's mouth cracked open and let out a muffled groan.

This scene made the sage Tianmeng couldn't help being a little surprised. He used his strength to prove the Tao, and there were five innate treasures nearby. Although this person is only the cultivation base of the quasi-sage early stage, he had to make the sage Tianmeng think of something. .