The First Sword of the Earth

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He, the prince of the noble blood clan, the current generation of the Ferrard family, felt an incomparable depression and anger at this moment.

There was a rapid explosion of sword shadows in all directions, and the figure of this great Chinese monk was everywhere; he, the prince, had a tyrannical power, but he couldn't catch the other's shadow at all.

Most of the power can only be distributed all over the body, resisting the continuous offensive like the waves around it.

Just like a sandbag.

In order to counterattack, Gucci Ferrard continued to extract his own strength, throwing powerful scarlet energy **** at the surrounding figures, but half of his offensive was easily pierced by Jian Ying.

The remaining half of the offensive only bombed the surrounding area of ​​300 to 400 meters, blowing up several abandoned factories, leaving some traces of potholes in this deserted land.

In this kind of ‘unbalanced’ duel, Lord Prince feels like a stupid gargoyle!

But this just made the young prince feel depressed. Gucci Ferrard had long heard of the various "spells" of Dahua Country. At this time, he fell into such a passive situation. In fact, it was just that he was not prepared enough. The way of fighting is more ingenious.

It is not that he cannot admit the strength of his opponent.

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

Just now, this great Chinese monk directly competed with him for speed and strength, showing a powerful force that he had to face.

Gucci Ferrard was convinced 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 took the initiative to welcome a 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 to make this monk a decent death, Gucci Ferrard directly used his bloodline to make a leap in the space of profound meaning when the two sides were still in balance, and succeeded in bringing Dahua down. This monk from the country'heavily wounded'.

Gucci Ferrard knew the power of the two energy **** he had condensed with all his strength, and in his opinion, this monk would inevitably suffer severe damage.

And the next step is to prove the nobleness of the blood race and its own greatness, and to make a difficult choice between the options of ‘kill this majestic monk’ or ‘let this majestic monk become his own slave’.

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

Gucci Ferrard, who was hit hard by the Feixia Sword, looked at the figure of Wang Sheng when he fell to the ground from the air.

The two energy **** that I shot with all my strength, I practiced the ‘trick’ for two and a half years, and slammed into this great Chinese monk solidly. The round pit on the ground can prove how hard I just hit!

But as a result, the monk's clothes were not damaged, and he even looked at himself with a calm gaze.

The look and expression seemed to say: ‘Hey, the game is over, Little Gucci. ’

This made Gucci Ferrard angry, feeling that his noble life has been the most serious insult and slander.

However, before he could repair the wounds on his back wings, the sword shadow over the sky surrounded him, the prince, like a flood, followed by a stormy storm.

Gucci Ferrard had to expend most of his power to protect his body, using the power of blood to block the destruction of his body by the ancient sword.

Otherwise, this great Chinese monk could dismember him instantly!

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

That……

So what is the ‘hearty’ matchup just now?

Is this monk from Dahua country testing his fists and wings? Are you just playing and playing?

Unforgivable!

This is absolutely unforgivable!

"I want to rip your body! Crush your bones into powder! Feed your dirty blood to the lowest-ranking slaves!"

Wang Sheng frowned, this bat demon...

It doesn't seem to be Granny.

My poor Gran language vocabulary reserve, at this time, can't play a role at all, and I don't understand it at all.

But the other party's angry emotions were conveyed accurately.

This prince-level vampire kept roaring, and the frequency with which the dark red light **** were shot with both hands became higher and higher, and the smoke and dust filled the sky within a kilometer of a radius.

Although Wang Sheng's mind was a little'relaxed', he didn't actually have any intentions. Such a relaxed state of mind would make his moves more smoothly and his thoughts clearer.

The prince-level vampire, compared to the Duke-level vampire that he had destroyed before, was indeed stronger by a notch, and the information given by the teacher was fairly accurate.

But creatures like vampires seem to pursue speed and power too much, and they have nothing to do with ‘skill’ and ‘law’.

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

The Celestial Dao inheritance passed down by the Daomen does have a greater advantage compared to this bloodline inheritance and other cultivation methods on earth.

And, the thirteen years of the robbery bathing has strengthened his Taoist body to the point where he can face the vampire prince.

Can this way of bathing benefit my master and sister?

Wang Sheng thought about it in his heart, and decided to wait and stabilize the opinions of Senior Sister and Master. After all, the catastrophe is a taboo of the monks, and he has nothing to do with him.

"Sister, take a bath together? The kind with thunder robbery. ’

This picture...

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

Prince-level vampires are almost at the forefront of the strength of the vampire family, and their strength cannot be said to be weak.

If you have to face the prince vampire head-on, a ‘normally developed’ Taoist monk will almost have to bear a Nascent Infant to be sure of victory. The opponent’s speed and strength are indeed a bit tricky.

Even to the Golden Core cultivator, 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 Taoist traditions, the most common is the spell that does not require close combat.

Wang Sheng imagined in his heart, if he hadn't faced the blood prince himself, he would have replaced him with other monks in the heavenly realm...

The monks of the Tianfu realm who are good at using talisman can completely suppress the prince-level vampire with the talisman array;

Those who are good at array layout can make this vampire prince trapped in the array;

Sword Sect’s Tianfu realm cultivator can win this vampire prince steadily by relying solely on swordsmanship...

All the sects who are good at different genres of magic, deal with this kind of foreign monster, and should be able to achieve higher order suppression without being sneaked by the foreign monster.

Of course, the monks in the Tianfu realm who are good at spells are restrained by the vampire's straight-forward fighting method, and they must retreat when encountering them.

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

Now he only needs to wait for a while, consume the opponent's power to protect himself, and end the battle easily...

Because he wanted to maintain this kind of continuous suppressing power, Wang Sheng couldn't use the sword of crape myrtle either.

But it's okay, this place is deserted, and you are not afraid of being disrupted.

The Seven-Star Sword Array, the sword technique that led Wang Sheng to the gate of the sword, increased in power at this time; and the cultivation base of the peak of the Tianfu Realm, and the excellent quality golden core, let Wang Sheng not worry that his mana would not be able to continue.

Although this foreign demon is exhausted, it is somewhat unhappy, but why bother to take risks if you can win.

Wang Sheng never forgets to observe the wound on Gucci Ferrard's fleshy wing. The fleshy wing that was almost cut off by the Feixia Sword has already been patched up by ‘mostly’ at this time.

Prince-level vampires, their self-healing ability is very against the sky.

Of course, Wang Sheng's Dao body already exists outside of common sense, and simply saying ‘resistance to heaven’s calamity’ will completely crush his opponent.

This vampire was secretly repairing Flesh Wing's wounds. Although he could actually feel the anger and depression of the other party, Wang Sheng did not think that the other party would be left alone.

If you are yourself, you must be trying to escape at this time.

As the prince of blood, the way to escape is definitely not comparable to that of other vampires; and with the lesson of the ‘prince’s eye’ ahead, Wang Sheng did not dare to care.

The more the opponent showed signs of decline, the more alert in Wang Sheng's heart, Feixiajian was also waiting on the sidelines, ready to stop the opponent at any time...

In the air hundreds of meters away, Mu Wanxuan had already shown a faint smile, and she was no longer afraid.

At this time, the situation is already lopsided. After the junior ‘remembered’ that he himself was a sword repairman, he had stabilized and restrained this powerful enemy...

Even, Master Sister still took out her mobile phone leisurely at this time, and while exploring various places with her spiritual mind, she filmed the following situation and made a small video and sent it to Master and His Madam.

Regrettably, this battle was not recorded or witnessed by anyone other than the video materials left by Mu Wanxuan.

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

One minute……

three minutes……

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

Gucci Ferrard understood that if he didn't fight for his life at this time, in two minutes, he would really be ‘dismembered’ by the monks of this great Chinese nation.

Pride, self-sufficiency, and noble lineage are actually nothing in the face of ‘alive’. Especially the family of vampires known as ‘immortality’.

At the moment when the wounds on his back wings healed ~www.readwn.com~ Gucci Ferrard suddenly burst into a strong blood, and the blood condensed into hundreds of arrows, shooting at the surroundings indiscriminately. .

However, Wang Sheng seemed to have expected that the sword shadow burst, the power of the seven-star sword array was full, and forty-nine sword lights converged towards Gucci Felad, half of these blood arrows were directly smashed by the sword light!

Gucci Ferrard suddenly raised his head with a scream, and a strange wave surged from his body. Before the forty-nine sword lights shot by Wang Sheng converged, the figure disappeared with a shriek and appeared directly in Wuliu. Ten meters away in the air!

Teleport?

Flesh wing shook, and the blood prince ran away without looking back, and he uttered an angry curse:

"I will make you pay! You wait!"

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, his left hand slid gently, and the Feixia sword that had been waiting for a long time appeared silently on the front road of Gucci Ferrard, swaying colorful streamers and directly hit the prince of blood.

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