The First Sword of the Earth

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"return!"

The ‘Master’ in the Sakurashima delegation screamed with a dark face, and the ‘disciple’ who was obviously still a little dissatisfied glared at Wang Sheng.

When Wang Sheng received the sword, he still nodded and chuckled, but this time he didn't do any courtesy.

The young swordsman bowed to Wang Sheng, then turned and walked towards the path, his fighting spirit still did not fade.

I heard a weird voice of Yin and Yang in the field, and Shi Qianzhang was speaking from the side:

"Tsk, at this level, I still have to compete with Brother Sheng. I still don't recognize it if I lose. This face is really powerful. I am really ashamed of the Dahua National Taoist monk."

The monk Huai Jing sighed softly: "Don't say so. This is not a denial of loss. This is a perseverance and will never give in."

"The Zen master is right, but let's stop studying, so as not to be expelled from the teacher's door."

This one-to-one singing is really like a cross talk.

Several translators in the field hesitated and did their job well. The Sakurajima delegation suddenly became a depression, and the other two delegations were quite happy.

"Don't be so rude," Qing Yanzi said, then he arched his hand to the Sakurajima country and said: "The young disciples are a little bit naughty, please don't take it to your heart. The visitors are all guests. I am very generous with this. China should have it.

Ladies and gentlemen, the poor disciples were lucky enough to win this round, but they have to continue. "

Wang Sheng stood holding the sword, his eyes calm and peaceful.

There was a crisp shout from the side, and a blonde girl spoke a few words; she was speaking in a foreign language that was rather inscrutable, but Wang Sheng had passed the fourth grade of university in his previous life...

Still don't understand what it means.

The young girl who just stood up in the Gran Empire has already ran into the arena carrying the knight's sword.

She is not tall, and she wears light white lock armor, which perfectly sets off her exquisite figure; her long golden hair is tied into a ponytail, and her fair skin is also considered a natural geographical advantage, standing in more than ten. Meters away, he gave Wang Sheng a decent fist.

Follow the local customs.

Wang Sheng bowed his hand in return, still stepping back a few steps, and did not stand in the middle of the field.

A lady interpreter immediately said to Wang Sheng: "Please let me meet this powerful swordsman. This superb swordsmanship is so different from our pursuit of ultimate strength and speed. It makes me feel quite excited."

Wang Sheng said: "Please advise."

Then the long sword flicked lightly, and his own breath slowly rose, this time using 20% ​​more strength.

Because the girl in front of me does not seem to be very old, and the path of cultivation is ‘very different’ from the Taoist Daocheng, it seems to be a physical exercise, which is biased towards some extreme horizontal exercises in the monastic world.

But the feeling she gave to Wang Sheng at this time was almost equivalent to the realm of the late stage of pregnancy.

From the general comparison of the strength of the practitioners of various countries, it is not difficult to find that the Gran Empire should send a batch of top practitioners in its own country. Among these people, there is an uncle, and Wang Sheng can't see through the realm.

Although it's only the degree of being slapped by the slap of my master...

The girl knight shouted: "Siri Shelley."

This doesn't need to be translated, the name Wang Sheng can still understand.

"Wang Sheng."

When Wang Sheng just reported her name here, the ponytailed knight girl suddenly yelled:

"what!"

I saw the golden light gleaming in the lock armor on her body, holding the long sword in both hands and placing it upright in front of her, the long sword shining with dazzling golden light!

Wang Sheng has been very calm from beginning to end. Although the other party's momentum is good, it is actually only mobilizing the peculiar power circulating in her body.

He even wondered about where these practice systems outside of Dahua Country came from...

Upon seeing this, Monk Huai Jing couldn't help but whispered: "This buff state is brushed...Warrider?"

Before the monk Huaijing had finished speaking, the sister knight had already raised the big sword in her hand, and the golden light suddenly jumped out more than three meters high into a sword shape; at the same time, she rushed forward against Wang Sheng, slashing with the big sword in her hand!

The knight girl yelled a few words, and the courtside interpreter immediately yelled at Wang Sheng aggressively:

"Adhering to the Valoran Trial Sword of Justice!"

Wang Sheng almost laughed.

This two has blonde hair and cough. Although this heroic knight girl runs very fast, she doesn't care about footwork.

As long as Wang Sheng used the seven-star step, this girl could not touch the corners of his clothes with a big sword, but on such an occasion, such an opponent, on the premise that he was confident that he could defeat the opponent head-on, he did not want to lean. Dodge to win.

The nameless sword was wrapped in true essence, and Wang Sheng tapped his toes lightly, his figure resembling an arrow from the string, and he greeted him head-on again!

The big sword in the hands of the knight girl swung at him face to face, its momentum is mighty and domineering, and its offensive is like fire and thunder!

The long sword in Wang Sheng's hand was lifted without fancy, and the true essence burst out of light on the sword, which was actually pale gold!

Originally it was just like the Pure Yang Immortal Art of "Warm Sunshine", but at this time it showed an unusually strong and domineering side!

when!

The sound of the collision shook the field, and the blonde girl's big sword flew away from her hand; the knight girl leaned back a few steps and sat down on the ground.

The delicate little face was full of surprise, and he looked up at the young Taoist priest in the mysterious country in front of him.

The big sword was thrown high and smashed directly at the Sakurashima country delegation, while Wang Sheng's left hand lightly grabbed the flying big sword, and the big sword immediately flew back here.

Wang Sheng held the knight's sword and handed it forward.

The girl knight blinked, blushed, got up quickly, took her knight sword back, gave Wang Sheng a thumbs up, and said a foreign language.

The interpreter on the sidelines said immediately: "I have learned, my strength is far inferior to you, but I will challenge you again one day, Dahua practitioner, Wang Sheng."

"Waiting at any time."

Wang Sheng said, the knight girl glanced at him again, and ran back to her delegation's position with her big sword in her arms.

The delegation of the Gran Empire applauded to welcome her back, and the other three also gave sparse applause.

The third challenger slowly entered the arena, the ‘monk’ from Jinta Kingdom.

He had dark skin and full of tattoos. As soon as he came on stage, there were gusts of cold wind blowing around the venue, and a pair of black poisonous scorpion tattoos on his arm were shining brightly.

Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows lightly and declined to comment on Jinta Country's practice, but his expression was already very solemn.

This person reports his name to Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng can only report it once again. Regardless, he must respect his opponent.

Then, the man took a breath, and the tattoos on his body seemed to come alive. Two black scorpions jumped out of their backs, and their bodies immediately swelled. They turned into two big scorpions more than two meters long, swiftly facing Wang Sheng. Rush.

Is this Jinta country's spell so powerful?

Wang Sheng didn't dare to be careless, so he swept out a few sword auras, but only made two small dings, and the two black scorpions were not hurt at all!

The poisonous thorn that seemed to be able to penetrate people was lifted up, and Wang Sheng was about to be fiercely attacked and killed immediately!

wrong!

Wang Sheng suddenly closed his eyes, and a sword sound suddenly sounded inside his body. When he opened his eyes again, the stars flashed in his eyes!

Behind him, it was as if nine shining stars appeared, and above these nine stars, a large shining star rose slowly, and stars were lit up one after another around him!

The sword power of the Ziwei Heavenly Sword!

In an instant, the entire field was suppressed by this sword force, Qing Yanzi smiled a little at the corner of his mouth, and several Taoist leaders on the side were shocked.

During the Fairy Dao Conference, Wang Sheng almost touched the threshold of sword power, and he could not perform steadily.

Now, Wang Sheng has been able to urge his own sword power as expected!

The two black scorpions that had rushed in front of Wang Sheng actually shrank quickly like leaking balloons, and finally disappeared.

At the same time, Wang Sheng said softly, as if Chunlei exploded.

The monk trembled twice as if struck by lightning, his eyes and pupils reflected the sky full of stars, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Wang Sheng took a step forward, the stars disappeared, and the monks of Jinta Nation were relieved, and sweat was all over them. When they bowed to Wang Sheng, their bodies trembled a little.

However, except for more than a dozen people from Jinta Kingdom, or those with slightly higher levels of practice, all the other practitioners were a little at a loss.

They only saw Wang Sheng swinging the sword, the dust on the ground was flying, and they felt an aura bursting out of Wang Sheng's body, and the others... but they didn't know what was going on.

Seeing that Shi Qianzhang and Liu Yunzhi both looked dumbfounded, the monk whispered in surprise: "The practitioners of the Jinta Kingdom are best at illusionism, and there are written in the information."

The two suddenly smiled in embarrassment.

Then, Wang Sheng stood in the field and looked at his master.

Qing Yanzi smiled and said, "Come back."

"Yes, Master," Wang Shenggong replied, taking a photo of the scabbard he had inserted on the ground just now, and slowly returning the long sword to its scabbard, and walked back behind the several Taoist leaders.

He has already played one round and won all three games. Except for the third game, there is nothing to watch. The other two games are considered ‘winning beautiful’.

Looking at each other with her senior sister, Mu Wanxuan's mouth showed a somewhat joyous smile~www.readwn.com~ and she shook her thumbs up.

Wang Wenfa smiled softly and sat in the armchair beside the senior sister.

Laoshan Road Chengheng Chu Dao Chief asked: "Next, should we invite the delegation of the three countries to come first?"

"No," Qing Yanzi said, "Dear friends come from afar to have discussions and exchanges with our Dahua monks. How about this, the five young disciples behind me, each family can choose one person at will. how?"

Several Taoist leaders lightly nodded, and the five people behind immediately cheered up. Seven or eight people from the three-nation delegation immediately stood up.

However, before they could speak, Shi Qianzhang yelled: "That! Don't say a lot! Can I introduce myself first!"

Qing Yanzi smiled and said, "Naturally."

A Taoist chief in Ge Zaoshan glared Shi Qianzhang, for fear that this guy would make some moths here.

It is a pity that although they are the same as the three sects of Fulu, there is still no such proficient control skills as the Daoist of Longhushan...