The First Sword of the Earth

"It's done?"

"It's alright, sir, can you see this?"

The man with the ghost face asked in Gran’s language, the two brawny men who were in charge of shooting walked forward, and several people around also came up and watched their latest works.

The ghost-faced man glanced hastily, with a satisfied smile, and said: "Notify the team that controls the drone, let them kill ten people at random, send back the clear image data, and publish the composite video together with this. The action is fast. ..."

puff!

With a soft sound, the ghost-faced man lowered his head in astonishment and looked at his chest.

On the almost transparent blade, a drop of blood slowly slipped, and the narrow curved surfaces on both sides of the blade reflected the stunned faces around it.

How is this going……

The sword tip quickly retracted, and Guimian Nan felt a breath rushing into his body, violently destroying his internal organs...

Then there was a glimmer of sword light, and the surrounding group of brawny men in camouflage uniforms fell to the ground one after another. The process was only half a second before and without a scream.

Instinctively wanted to escape from this place, but he could only stagger forward a few steps. The ghost-faced man held on to the iron fence, turned around and sat down weakly, his gaze was still unbelievable, and he looked for the traces of the long sword in a daze...

How come, all of a sudden...

The chest injury has been fatal, but he will not take his own life immediately. It seems that the opponent did it intentionally...

Who is the other party?

The ghost-faced man's eyes were beginning to blur, staring at the figure in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

This translucent figure, the iconic hairpin, the fairy sword in his hand...

"Wang, Wang Sheng?"

Wang Sheng, who was walking towards the missile, turned his head slightly and said nothing.

The interlaced sword light suddenly erupted, and the expensive medium-range missile in front of me was like a soft cake, which was directly cut into chunks...

The warhead of the missile slid down from above, was immediately wrapped in mana, and dragged towards Wang Sheng.

Grabbing the Crane Pouch containing the residue of the Blood God Sword in his hand, Wang Sheng tried a little bit, and successfully put the warhead into the Crane Pouch.

Thanks to the slightly larger internal volume of the current Crane Pouch, if it were replaced with the original version more than ten years ago, Wang Sheng would have to risk putting this thing directly into his pendant.

The Spiritless Sword burst out with a ray of fairy light, directly sealing the Crane Pouch; Wang Sheng was worried about wrapping several layers of mana on it, and then put it in the pendant.

The threat of thermonuclear was immediately lifted in half.

Sometimes, the solution to the problem is at hand, and it is very simple, depending on whether you can think of it.

Wang Sheng thought that using the storage artifact to mount the warhead itself would be able to shield the external signal; and then ask Yaoyun to take the initiative to seal the artifact, and it would be foolproof and would not give the enemy a chance to explode this thing.

Looking up, Wang Sheng finally looked at the dying ghost-faced man, and stepped forward holding the inanimate sword.

The situation happening here has been sensed by the opponent's master, and Wang Sheng did not dare to delay any more. He took a few steps without saying a word, and the spiritless sword pointed at this person's forehead.

"Do not kill me!"

The ghost-faced man who had been seriously injured and dying suddenly shouted, as if he had returned to light, "You can't kill me! Wang Sheng, I will definitely regret killing you! I have all the information you want to know! King!"

"Huh!" Wang Sheng's eyes revealed a little impatience, and the tip of the spiritless sword directly hit the man's forehead.

Yaoyun immediately used the method of searching for souls, and Wang Sheng seemed to be watching a film movie, and a piece of light and shadow appeared...

Within half a minute, Wang Sheng squinted his eyes, and the spiritless sword in his hand pierced forward without hesitation.

The man's ghost mask split from it, revealing the ‘young’ face full of horror and horror; those eyes that had been sluggish when the soul was searched, also quickly fell silent at this moment.

Wang Sheng had seen this face a long time ago.

In the beginning, it was the night that the Holy Fire was killed. This man took two of his men to hunt and kill Shi Qianzhang, but he also wore a mask at the time;

Later, before the First Immortal Dao Conference was held, in the back of Sanqing Mountain, this man deliberately pretended to be a ‘funny’ disciple, trying to get close to himself and the senior sister...

After that, there are the last two ‘meetings’.

First on the snowy field, this person participated in the siege of Yan Zhengnan and insulted Yan Zhengnan;

This time, after the previous dark camp started taking hostages, in the video sent to the Dahua Country Monastic Circle, it was this person who left the country.

He is the young master of the Yin-Yang Wanwu Sect, his surname is Yin, and his name is Yangning, and he is the only son of the Yin Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Wanwu Sect.

When the Yin-Yang Sect was in its heyday, Yin-Yang was rather unobtrusive, mixed into the Huashan Taoist school, and planned a series of actions to create chaos, but it was always secretly commented by some elders of the Yin-Yang Sect as being too mediocre;

Yin and Yang Wanwu Sect was beaten out of Dahua Nation, and after retreating to Sakura Island, the Yin Sect Master spent most of his time in retreat seeking a breakthrough, Yin Yang Ning began to take over the Yin and Yang Wanwu Sect in an all-round way.

Then, the Yin-Yang Wanwu Sect began to speed up the death, constantly provoking the monastic world, and finally caused the monastic world to cross the sea to clear the way.

Under the strong attack of the monastic world, the Yin-Yang Wanwu Sect quickly fell apart, the masters in the clan walked and died, and Yin Yang Ning fell into despair every day.

When the Yin Sect Master was beheaded by the monks of the Great China Kingdom, the Yin Yang Sect of All Things officially collapsed, and Yin Yang Ning took the remnants of the Yin and Yang All Things Sect to withdraw from Sakura Island, crossed the oceans, and went to the western dark camp that had already risen.

After that, this person tried his best to persuade all forces in the dark camp to promote the threat theory of the monastic world, and successfully mobilized several giant forces in the dark camp, making the dark camp regard the monastic world of Great China as a powerful enemy.

In addition to these, Yin Yang Ning directly planned and participated in the Daxueyuan ambush plan, as well as this dark turmoil...

"Unfortunately, I can only kill you once."

Wang Sheng muttered to himself, his left fist was clenched and slowly loosened, and then in the memory picture that appeared in his heart, he kept searching for the whereabouts of the second nuclear warhead.

On the main street of Xiaocheng, a white truck parked on the side of the road...

The nuclear bomb was already hidden in the area where the hostages were concentrated, and the detonator was in the hands of a vampire ancient prince named ‘Galina’.

This female vampire named Galina is the ancient prince with the longest lifespan and the strongest. It is said that she has the bloodline closest to the ancestor of the vampire. It seems that it is not that simple to grab the detonator from her. .

and……

Da da……

From the left channel, there was a soft sound of the heel of the high-heeled shoe colliding with the steel plate, and a slender one had appeared at the entrance of the silo, slowly walking towards this side.

This female prince Gu has come uninvited.

At this time, because of the light, he couldn't see the specific face of this person, but Wang Sheng's spiritual sense was already warning.

‘Be careful,’ Yao Yun reminded him from the bottom of his heart. Wang Sheng clenched the inanimate sword and nodded slightly.

Dispelling distracting thoughts, Dao Xin regained clarity, Wang Sheng made a sword sound in his body, his aura slowly increased, and he no longer had to cover it up.

The footsteps stopped, and the visitor was already standing in a brightly lit place, no more than ten meters away from Wang Sheng;

Wang Sheng didn't attack, just looked at each other.

In most cases, whether it is in the monastic world or overseas, the female powerhouse has a good appearance and temperament. This is also true of the blood prince who has lived for more than 2,600 years.

She has light brown curly hair, fair skin, delicate face, her azure blue eyes and pupils are fascinating with light, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth will make her have shallow dimples when she is not smiling;

Her figure is also quite hot, generously exposed, and the little dress on her body seems to be broken at any time.

Of course, female vampires will always transform, and the more beautiful they are, the more scary they will be after transforming.

In Yin Yang Ning's memory, Yin Yang Ning fantasized about the female prince many times, but in addition to desire, Yin Yang Ning still wanted to conquer more.

Although the ancient prince had never seen this bereaved dog.

"Wang, Sheng?"

Some jerky Chinese language came, but Wang Sheng did not answer. Instead, he turned his head slightly and glanced behind him.

There, a brawny man who looked like an iron tower slowly walked over, and his whole body began to wrap with fire. Judging from the other's breath, he was also a master at the same level as the ancient prince.

"You killed the king of Yin and Yang," the ancient prince Galina pointed to Yin Yang Ning's body, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and continued to say in jerky, majestic language: "You also killed my nephew."

Wang Sheng frowned slightly, not because of Galina's words, but directly above him, to the left, and across the mountain or steel plate, two other ancient prince-level masters stood still.

I have been surrounded.

Although this situation had been anticipated when Wang Sheng started to severely injure Yin Yang Ning, but it did happen, and it still gave Wang Sheng a lot of pressure.

"I know, you are very strong," Galina took two steps forward, her blue eyes exuding intoxicating light, "and you can become stronger in the future, so I will be desperate. Kill you here."

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, his left hand and his sword fingers were raised together, wisps of cyan clouds enveloping his figure, and strands of hair-thin electric light surrounded him.

The spiritless sword was raised flat, the tip of the sword pointed at the opponent's throat, but Wang Sheng still did not attack.

At this time, if you pull a start and move your whole body, you are already an enemy, let alone any misjudgment.

Galina sneered, and two fleshy wings slowly stretched out from behind, and the two fleshy wings were wrapped with blue light.

Behind Wang Sheng, the upper body of the brawny man had been swallowed by the cold blue fireworks. Wang Sheng felt threatened by the flames and seemed to be able to burn his own body.

Behind the wall on the left, the old woman that Wang Sheng had encountered before was wrapped in black air and turned into a shadow of five or six meters high, with an appearance close to the classic demon image in Western mythology.

The ancient prince of the blood clan above his head has even completely transformed, with tyrannical power brewing all over his body.

Wang Sheng didn't dare to be careless, the four of them were also a little nervous, after all, Wang Sheng's record is here;

He felt the pressure on himself from the opponent's four powerhouses, and similarly, these four powerhouses also felt the threat from the sword in Wang Sheng's hand.

The scene seems to have reached a stalemate.

On Wang Sheng's chest, the little Yuan Ying emptied both hands, the Ziwei Heavenly Sword in his right hand and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent in his left hand were already ready to go.

Need to provoke yourself?

As soon as Wang Sheng had this thought in his heart, he heard a roar behind him!

The brawny man wrapped in ice-blue flames roared, and grabbed Wang Shengxu with his left hand. In a blink of an eye, the flames condensed into a spear and shot towards Wang Sheng's neck!

The wait is now!

Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent!

Thunder flashes!

Electro-optical burst ~www.readwn.com~ Wang Sheng's figure followed the upward-burst of electro-optical and jumped at an extremely fast speed!

At this moment, Galina burst into trouble, her figure resembling a phantom, with a blood-colored knight's long sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword pierced Wang Sheng's heart!

The wall on the side was blasted open, and the demon engulfed in black gas rushed forward quickly;

The steel plate above his head was broken, and the vampire opened his sharp claws;

And directly below, the cold flame exploded and swept in all directions, the flame condensed into more spears...

At this moment, Wang Sheng stood still, slowly closing his eyes, and everything around him was reflected in his heart.

The spiritless sword trembled lightly, the sword intent in his body groaned, and Wang Sheng's sword burst into stars!

Then his figure shook, and seven stars stepped out of the sky!

Ziwei Heavenly Sword!

Inverse Seven Star Sword Array!