300 years ......

Growing up?

This Wenqu Xingjun really doesn't regard him as a human being, purely as a ruthless breakthrough machine, right?

After practicing with his senior sister, Wang Sheng flew to the top of the Immortal Palace, thinking about how he could quickly improve his current realm.

Slash the gods.

The name given by Wenqu Xingjun to this strategy actually has several different meanings, and it is also a few different purposes that need to be achieved.

The first layer is to cut off the word Holy Spirit, which has been deified in ancient times;

On the second level, Wang Sheng must kill a Taiyi Golden Immortal in full view of everyone, preferably a well-known master among the great forces of the Immortal Saint Realm, in order to have enough impact......

But in any case, the most important thing is to do it, so that all the forces and powers of the Immortal Saint Realm believe that Wang Sheng has really fallen, and the Holy Spirit has really disappeared.

If this news is spread directly, I am afraid no one will believe it;

And if Wang Sheng is simple and makes a scene and fakes his death under the support of Wang Shan and others, I am afraid that few people will really believe it.

These powerful and supernatural beings are more powerful than one thief.

None of the great powers that can survive to this time is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Wang Sheng must make this scene real and practical, even if he pays some price and takes some risks for this, as long as he survives in the end, and the Immortal Saint Realm no longer pays attention to him, this is the best result.

How to implement this plan, how to implement it in several steps, how to mobilize manpower and material resources, Xu Zhongliang has already arranged it, and Wang Sheng was assigned the task of cultivation.

Emperor Qinghua will leave soon, this emperor has the road to death, even if he is besieged by many powers, he can come and go calmly, it is only appropriate for him to involve a part of the attention of the Immortal Saint Realm.

As for the reserves of the Little Immortal Realm, they also decided not to embezzle them for the time being, and kept them for when there was a real incident.

"Immortal ......"

Wang Sheng looked at the sword in his hand, got up and cast a set of pure yang sword songs, and the pure yang immortal power in his body was rapidly circulating, and he was also enhancing his cultivation.

But the increase is a bit too slow.

Half a day later, Wang Sheng was a little tired of practicing his sword, and stood quietly with his sword.

Senior Sister also meditated in the hall to restore the cultivation that had been lost by rescuing those immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court, and this kind of loss could not be replenished by the practice of fellow practitioners alone.

The harmony of yin and yang, the principle of heaven and earth.

Wang Sheng stood there quietly and breathed in, trying to see if he could have an epiphany a few times......

But soon, I couldn't help but smile.

Epiphany is an opportunity that can be met but cannot be sought, and pretending to be in a state before the epiphany is not purely funny.

"Take your time," Wang Dao Chang said softly, closing his eyes to feel the rotation of heaven and earth, and the immortal consciousness gradually spread on this star.

Half a month has passed, and this star has gradually calmed down, and the old gods of the Heavenly Court who have been rescued have also begun to retreat and practice.

Emperor Qinghua had quietly left, but he had left the Immortal Hall and his senior sister here.

As long as the Immortal Hall is here, Emperor Qinghua can sense whether this star has been attacked, and if it is attacked, the emperor can exert his magical powers, tearing the universe back here at any time to support, but he is not worried about Wang Sheng's safety.

It's just that the progress of the senior sister in collecting her own crippled true soul has been delayed a bit.

Every time Wang Sheng thought that he had practiced until this point, he still couldn't give his senior sister a stable 'Internet' environment, and he was helpless in his heart.

On this day, Wenqu Xingjun took the initiative to summon on the beach, and Wang Sheng saw that his senior sister was still practicing, so he flew over with the Spiritless Sword.

"Senior, are you looking for me?"

Xu Zhongliang said with a smile: "Well, the Dao marks left by the emperor are not ready for you, but I am also the founding patriarch of the Shushan Sword Sect, so it should be okay to guide you to practice." ”

Wang Sheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and he held his sword and said, "Thank you seniors for your advice!"

"You don't have to be so formal, I have to salute you," Xu Zhongliang made a casual move, and a handful of sand condensed into a sand sword, "Come, you don't need swordsmanship, you can try a few tricks with me." ”

"Yes," Wang Sheng did not shirk and cheered up.

Lifting qi and condensing, the spiritless sword in his hand contains immortal light, and the starting hand is the sharp sword move in the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.

Xu Zhongliang smiled when he saw this, the sand sword in his hand seemed to be weak and weak, but it was another ordinary and profound realm, it was actually fast and slow, and the sword moves were a little chaotic;

But Wang Sheng made several quick moves, but all of them were resisted by the sand sword.

After the Spiritless Sword blessed his immortal power at this time, it was already a sharp divine weapon, but it couldn't hurt this sand sword at all.

At this time, Wang Sheng's fighting method with others, in fact, it is rare to be able to find the enemy so closely, most of them directly use sword light and sword qi to hurt the enemy from a distance of hundreds of zhang, or use the sword technique.

When you get close, it's often the moment you can tell the difference between victory and defeat.

But at this time, he was learning from Xu Zhongliang, but he was just like when he had not yet become an immortal and did not have much advanced cultivation.

In order to allow Wang Sheng to perform happily, Xu Zhongliang used a skillful force every time he faced Wang Sheng's sword moves, giving Wang Sheng the same strength to counterattack.

After more than ten moves like this, all the sword intent in Wang Sheng's body was ignited, and the move became more and more rapid, and the sword shadow in his hand turned into a piece of starlight, enveloping Xu Zhongliang in it.

Wenqu Xingjun was also quite happy to see this, Wang Sheng's understanding of Ziwei Heavenly Sword exceeded his expectations a lot.

In this endless starlight, Wang Sheng's offensive was continuous and sharp;

Sometimes like a meteor crossing, a comet falling, sometimes like a yang star exploding, the galaxy rushing, the sword moves are mixed with the artistic conception of pure yang, the artistic conception of Liangyi Taiji, and the Wenqu Xingjun who played was amazed again and again.

This is actually the result of practicing swords with several 'teachers' such as Jingwu Lao Dao in the recent years.

The sublimation of Wang Sheng's kendo is accumulated little by little.

"Alright, let's get here first!"

Xu Zhongliang said a word, and Wang Sheng jumped after putting away his sword as if he had just woken up from a dream, and stood quietly on the beach.

Suddenly feeling the eyes of the Dao Dao converge, Wang Sheng turned his head to look, but saw that there were more than a dozen of Wang Shan's subordinates, more than a dozen old gods of the Heavenly Court, Wu Tianjia and several masters he brought in the forest next to the beach.

And, of course, there's the little white tiger with good luck.

Wenqu Xingjun was inhumane: "You have more than a dozen flying swords in your body, and you can use your swordsmanship to take a look with me." ”

As he spoke, the ancestor of the Shushan Sword Sect snapped his fingers, and nine flying swords condensed from the surrounding sand;

Wang Sheng didn't dare to hold it up, and nine bright lights lit up everywhere in his body, but he also took out nine flying swords.

Among the nine flying swords, only five of the Feiyun Swords were made of Lingxi's treasures, and the other four were of slightly inferior quality, but they were also high-grade immortal treasures.

Wang Sheng's long sword in his right hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and his left hand pinched the sword finger, quickly drawing a series of sword marks.

Wenqu Xingjun squinted and smiled, the same as Wang Sheng, the same sword mark was drawn on the sword finger in his left hand, but the nine sand flying swords around him were faster than Wang Sheng's flying swords.

Well?

Wang Daochang quickly discovered this, and was slightly surprised in his heart.

At this time, he could clearly feel that the immortal power used by Wenqu Xingjun's imperial sword was the same as the immortal power he used.

And these sand swords were temporarily condensed, but Wang Sheng's flying swords were continuously cultivated by his own bloodline......

The speed of the flying sword determines the power of the flying sword to a certain extent, which is also a sign of whether the flying sword is running as expected.

Why, the flying sword that he has cultivated in meditation is not as good as the sand sword that this star monarch has condensed casually?

Could it be that this is ......

Bugs in programs written by pioneers?

Ahem, could it be that there is something else?

Wang Daochang's heart was filled with curiosity, and his finger pointed a little ahead, and the nine flying swords turned into the Nine Palaces Heavenly Evil Array, and roared away at Wenqu Xingjun.

Wenqu Xingjun smiled slightly, and his fingers were also a little bit, and it was also the Nine Palace Heavenly Demon Array, and it was facing Wang Sheng's flying sword head-on.

In an instant, the sound of sword roaring broke through the sky, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal all over the beach, and the sword qi was scattered in all directions.

Eighteen flying swords are attacking head-on, like eighteen invisible people with incomparably good skills fighting on the beach, the sword formations of both sides are broken, and the similar sword moves of both sides look even more gorgeous.

After a while, two drops of cold sweat broke out on Wang Sheng's forehead.

He felt a little strained.

Wen Qu Xing's Sand Flying Sword is constantly getting stronger, and this is when the other party does not provide additional immortal power, it is getting stronger and stronger!

Gradually, Wang Sheng's nine flying swords fell into passive defense, and Wang Sheng's sword finger in his left hand kept waving in order to change his moves, but he was always suppressed back by Wen Quxing's nine sand flying swords.

After a while, Wenqu Xingjun was sure that Wang Sheng had felt the gap between the two of them, and with a slight tilt of the sword finger in his left hand, nine sand and earth flying swords suddenly erupted, turning into nine streamers to break through the defense of Wang Sheng's flying sword and rush in front of Wang Sheng.

Xu Zhongliang naturally wouldn't hurt Wang Sheng, the nine sand flying swords were shattered in an instant, and the power on them quietly dissipated, scattering Wang Sheng's body of sand.

The spectators were all thoughtful;

Wang Sheng scratched his head, his face was a little embarrassed, he was actually quite confident in the sword technique.

However, when he thought that he was facing the founding patriarch of the Shushan Sword Sect, he didn't depreciate himself much in his heart.

"Got it?"

Xu Zhongliang asked with a smile.

Wang Sheng nodded slowly and said, "I feel it." ”

"What do you feel?"

"Hmm......" Wang Sheng groaned for a while, but he couldn't say why, so he could only say: "The gap between the method of the sword." ”

"Hahahaha!"

Xu Zhongliang suddenly burst into laughter, walked forward with his hands down, made a gesture of invitation to Wang Sheng, and said with a smile: "Let's talk while walking, this is my unique secret book, and I can't be listened to by these people." ”

Those spectators on the side also knew the rules, and saluted the two and dispersed.

"Actually, this is the new sword method that I have realized in the last tens of thousands of years," Xu Zhongliang opened his left hand, and wisps of sand flew in, converging into a sand flying sword.

But with a slight shock of his palm, all the sand and dirt dispersed, but in the palm of his hand, there was another flying sword that was almost completely transparent.

"It's ......"

"Sword Soul," Xu Zhongliang sighed, "This is the last piece of the puzzle of the Imperial Sword Technique, but it was not sorted out back then and passed on to my disciples and grandchildren, otherwise they would have survived a few more people." ”

Wang Sheng was silent for a while, staring at this sword soul, a little unclear.

But he knew that Xu Zhongliang took it out to teach him.

Thinking of the power of the Sand Flying Sword just now, combined with the sharpness of his Flying Cloud Sword......

Wang Sheng's heart was also quite moved.

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