The First Sword of the Earth

Senior Sister is not a heavy hand, she didn't directly seal the cultivation base of these hermits with yin and yang, and didn't inflict much injury on them, just simply knocked them off.

These people reacted quickly when they were free falling in the air;

Most people released a kind of lock hook for climbing, and a few people crossed in mid-air directly based on their own cultivation bases and pasted them on the walls of tall buildings, like geckos.

These more than a dozen practitioners from the Sakurajima country are quite good, and it is obvious that the Sakurajima country has already prepared...

But at this time, they just raised their heads to look, apart from anger, there was deep fear in their eyes.

Just now, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness when facing that beautiful female sister from the Chinese nation who was as beautiful as the legendary goddess;

Even if it was only a moment, the female sister simply punched her, and this sense of powerlessness had already been carved into their minds.

Akyu Asashi rushed to the balcony and looked down. He was a little relieved when he saw that his teacher and others hadn't smashed into meatloaf directly.

"This is just a warning," Wang Sheng's voice floated from behind, "The original intention of our coming here this time was only to **** our four scientists, not to fight another battle with your Sakurajima country practice community.

But if you want to fight, we will accompany you, although we will be reprimanded by our master if you go back with the killing precept.

Officer Qiusheng, I think you fully understand some things; how things will evolve is often just a thought of that person in a key position. "

After that, Wang Sheng turned and walked back into the house, carried the empty sword case on his back, carried the inanimate sword, and the senior sister, greeted the surprised monk who had already carried Shi Qianzhang, and walked towards the door.

In the corridor, several scientists on their side had just passed by, and they entered the elevator under the protection of the three of the combat readiness team, Zhou Yinglong and Hao Ling.

Sister Xi Lian was already outside the tall building at this time, following the elevator down.

Wang Sheng Lingnian swept across, his left hand was placed on his chest, the fairy light surged in his palm, and the Feixia sword slowly formed.

"Senior Sister, be surprised, don't leave me too far."

Monk Huaijing frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, and whispered: "Feiyu, it seems that a large number of modern troops are coming towards us."

"Well, I saw it with my spiritual sense," Wang Sheng frowned slightly, "They came from a military base, like the armored troops of the country. Don't be careless later."

"This Sakurashima country really wears a pair of pants with the rice empire."

"Ha..." Shi Qianzhang yawned, and opened his eyes faintly on the shoulders of the monk Huai Jing, "They are like this. They have been like this for so many years, what happened to me? Why do I feel so sleepy."

Wang Sheng thought for a while, took out a pot of pill, and handed it to Shi Qianzhang.

"There is a pill to restore your spirits, just swallow one."

"Hey," Shi Qianzhang took it honestly, pouring a porcelain bottle directly into his mouth, chewing twice and swallowing it into his abdomen.

However, within two seconds, the guy's eyes widened, and he struggling away from the shoulders of the surprised monk, and the whole person became energetic.

That pair of tricks that were originally exhausted, Thief Liang!

"What the **** is going on with me? Brother Sheng, what did you eat for me?"

"Requiem for healing," Wang Sheng received the porcelain bottle in his treasure bag, and smiled, "You are the reason of the overdraft of the soul power. Just make up for it a little, and you are ready to fight."

"Good!" Shi Qianzhang grinned, and then scratched his head for a while, "What happened to me before? It feels like a dream. The dream is stunned, and I said a lot of absurd things."

Wang Sheng and Monk Huaijing looked at each other and smiled, while the senior sister blinked, a little unclear.

The four of them had already reached the elevator, and Wang Daochang pressed the down button.

The monk Huai Jing wondered: "Feiyu, shall we take the elevator down?"

"otherwise?"

"Just find a place to break the glass and just jump down to be handsome!"

Huai Jing said plausibly, Wang Sheng couldn't laugh or cry suddenly, and the elevator door opened in front of him, leading the senior sister to step into it first.

It's not making a movie, it's okay to be cool.

The actual combat proved that there is no point in playing cool and being cute. It is the kingly way to prepare more black technology and think about saucy routines.

In the elevator, Wang Sheng habitually began to allocate fighting resources, and distributed most of the pills he had just acquired within two days.

The senior sister also took out the ice glass sword, the monk Huai Jing grabbed the lowering magic pestle, Shi Qianzhang wrapped the talisman all over her body, and also took some precious talisman to the three teammates.

Shi Qianzhang chuckled, "Finally I can make trouble with Brother Sheng! These little cuties from Sakurajima, really understand his mind!"

"This time, it is obvious that Senior Xilian and Fairy Buyu picked up a magic knife and returned. It does not count that they took the initiative to find something," the monk Huaijing corrected. , Until they are convinced and can't find out what's wrong with us, otherwise it won't be called a win!"

"All right," Shi Qianzhang sighed with his hands behind his back.

Wang Sheng also nodded slightly, feeling that what he said with surprise makes some sense.

Not only must they beat them, they must also occupy righteousness and morality, so that the other party can only bow their heads and admit their mistakes afterwards, and they must be condemned by all parties...

"Remember not to hurt ordinary people, except for the soldiers who shot us," Wang Daochang instructed, and the three nodded lightly.

The senior sister looked up at Wang Sheng's profile.

Before I knew it, I was used to standing behind the younger brother. Although this was not a bad thing, it showed that the younger brother was getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of growth was gradually unable to keep up.

But after all, there is a slight loss in my heart.

The majesty of the elder sister disappeared...said.

...

When Wang Sheng took the elevator calmly, the top floor of the hotel, Wang Sheng's room.

Akiu Asashi was standing in front of the sliding door, watching the more than a dozen hermits who were dressed like him; they were looking at him like a blade, but they refused to back away.

A slightly hard Sakurajima voice was heard from the short man headed:

"Get out of the way, Akyu Asashiro."

"Teacher, are we really going to anger Dahua? Will there be a third spiritual war? Our vitality has not been restored until now!"

Akyu Asashi frowned and shouted, but his eyes were also very firm.

"Teacher, I still feel that the best way tonight is not to let the American army fight against the monks of Dahua, but to let them avoid conflict!

Even, we need to stop these increasingly unscrupulous rice empire troops!

They treat the practitioners of our Sakurashima country as if nothing, trampling on our dignity wantonly, and doing some shameful research with the lives of our people! US! "

"Enough!" The old man suddenly shouted, "Akiyo Asashiro, you have been brainwashed by the Dahua monks!"

Qiusheng Mashiro was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at the middle-aged man who had just passed fifty years old in front of him in disbelief, the strong man who came out of the four hidden villages.

At this moment, there are mountains in Qiusheng Mashiro's heart that are constantly collapsing...

"Get out of the way! Otherwise I will clear the door here!"

Behind this person, more than a dozen people simultaneously touched the hilt of the Shinobi sword behind him.

"Yes," Qiusheng Asayo lowered his head in pain, took two steps back, stepped aside, and slowly sat down on his knees.

"That's right, you are always my outstanding disciple," this person waved gently, and more than a dozen people behind him immediately rushed out of the room, rushed into the corridor, and searched the whereabouts of Dahua Guo's group.

"Teacher," Qiusheng Mashiro still yelled unwillingly, "The few young monks from the great Chinese nation here today are terrifying. Their strength is far beyond our imagination. Please don't regard them as the younger generation of Taoism. So simple!"

However, all he got was this answer:

"Qiu Sheng, your spine can no longer be lifted in front of Dahua Country."

There was a dead silence in Akiu's eyes. When he heard the sound of broken glass, he smiled bitterly and sat down on the side of the bed.

The glass shattered because the hermits found that Dahuaguo and a group of people had appeared in the lobby on the ground floor, they broke the glass and jumped out, and fell quickly by their own means.

The room was completely quiet, and the sound of wind, police sirens, and shouts about evacuation in the vicinity were like a lullaby.

Akyu Asashi closed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep here.

‘How things will evolve is often just a thought of the person in the key position. ’

Key position...

A thought...

Akyu Asashi seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were filled with light again, and he took out his mobile phone and shook the water. After turning on the phone, he immediately started to make calls.

...

In front of the hotel lobby, Wang Sheng's four people stood quietly, watching the two commercial vehicles brought by the investigation team drive away.

In fact, they just came out. Sister Xilian and most of her personnel have already left here; there are Xilian at ~www.readwn.com~ and they are not afraid that they will be attacked.

The next step is to temporarily attract the attention of these uninvited guests.

Wang Sheng looked in the other direction, and after two traffic lights, he could already see the shadows of a large number of armored vehicles, and a strong sense of science and technology was blown onto his face.

But before Wang Sheng lined up his troops, a group of black shadows fell from the sky with broken glass, and the dozen or so hermits landed steadily and stopped in front of them again.

Wang Sheng frowned. The cultivator of Sakurashima country really thinks that he is kind and deceiving?

The Spiritless Sword flipped slightly, and the blade moved forward. This had already moved the mind of a war.

"Several powerful monks from Great China," the middle-aged and elderly hermit headed by him said coldly, "please wait a moment here to cooperate with our work."

Wang Sheng was too lazy to speak, and gestured to Shi Qianzhang. The latter immediately understood and replied in Sakurajima:

"Work with you? What is your job? To be a dog or cannon fodder for the rice empire?"

"Your words, as always, are somewhat unacceptable," the hermit headed coldly snorted, and continued in Sakurajima: "Shi Qianzhang, today, regardless of other things, I want to settle the old accounts with you!"

"Yo, I am afraid of you?"

Shi Qianzhang sneered in reply, turned his head to look surprised, and whispered: "They just said they were going to burn your Tianlong Temple, unplug your network cable, and ruin your cupboard."

Monk Huaijing sneered immediately and dragged Jiang Mochu two steps forward.

"I'll take this battle. Bully me and don't understand Sakurajima's national dialect? You guy, it's more cute to be surrounded by holy light."

The monk let go of his momentum, the Buddha's light around his body was shining, his monk's robe bulged, and a delicate smile appeared on his delicate face.