The heavenly power was bursting, and the Huashan Mountain, which was hundreds of miles away, was shrouded in a shadow.

Looking north from Mount Hua, one could faintly see the heavenly tribulation that was constantly splitting down in the sky, and as a monk, he felt the heavenly power that appeared in the north at this time.

Those who are not strong in the heart of the Tao are trembling;

And the thirteen ancient cultivators were looking at the north with complicated faces at this time, and their spiritual senses could roughly sense the situation of the tribulation there.

They were also looking forward to the fact that this increasingly tricky sword cultivator could be buried in the Heavenly Tribulation with the Maoshan Ancient Cultivator......

However, the Heavenly Tribulation was a bit anticlimactic, and only three thunderbolts broke out, and the Thunder Tribulation came to an abrupt end, and then the layers of Tribulation clouds in the sky disappeared, turning into pure vitality and scattered in the northern region of Dahuaguo.

How so?

The answer is simple, the monk who caused the catastrophe is dead.

A beam of fire flew from the northern sky, and the thirteen ancient cultivators all showed shocked expressions on their faces, and their eyes showed a strong sense of unease.

That sword cultivator didn't die, he broke into the Heavenly Tribulation Realm monk's Heavenly Tribulation, making the Heavenly Tribulation Realm more powerful; the Maoshan Ancient Cultivator of the Tribulation Realm couldn't resist the three waves of Heavenly Tribulation and his soul flew away, and the sword cultivator who was even lower in this realm flew back here with such a swagger......

If there is a serious injury, then forget it, at this time, the spiritual sense of these thirteen ancient cultivators can clearly sense that Wang Sheng's breath is stable and the surrounding vitality fluctuates violently, but it is not damaged at all, and it is even a little stronger than when he chased him out!

What kind of monster is this?

Could it be that the rumors of the spokesperson of the Heavenly Tribulation are not just exaggerated by the monks today?

Soon, amid exclamations everywhere, the three-legged golden crow swept into the air and rushed directly to the center of the venue, bringing up a puff of smoke and dust.

After the smoke and dust, Wang Sheng appeared, dressed in a tattered robe, his hair was scattered back, holding the Spiritless Sword in his right hand, and grasping the ankle of a tattered corpse in his left hand.

The audience was almost audible with a pin, and there was no voice or speech anywhere.

At this time, Xilian, who was being held by Xiao Miao, had opened her eyes slightly, and she could just see Wang Sheng's back and watch him walk away step by step.

Somehow, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of Xilian's eye and crossed her somewhat emaciated cheek......

Behind Wang Sheng, the blood stains dragged out of the ground were a little intermittent, half of the corpse had turned black, and the other half had more than a dozen transparent holes pierced by the spiritless sword.

Without saying a word, Wang Sheng stared at the thirteen ancient cultivators in the air, and the killing intent was the same as before, and he did not retreat.

With a wave of his hand, the body that had been unrecognizable and ragged was thrown in front of the rostrum.

The second.

Next......

Wang Sheng looked up at the white cloud in the air that had been made by the Dao Law, and the thirteen ancient cultivators standing on it also showed a bit of murderous intent towards him.

At this point, there is no need to say anything, and the positions of both sides are already very clear.

Wang Sheng's every move was telling these ancient cultivators that there could be no possibility of any slowdown today, they could only die endlessly, and they could only die without breaking the net.

The Huashan Ancient Cultivator's eyes showed a little light, and his right hand turned back, holding the long sword on his shoulder, and slowly pulled out the sword.

Let's listen to this Gu Xiu Lang said: "You and I are both sword cultivators, so it is better to pin a lot of past events on the First World War." ”

"Oh?" Wang Sheng responded, although he still had no expression, but there was also a light in his eyes that was different from the killing intent......

That's the fighting spirit, the thirst for the opponent.

The long sword in Huashan Gu Xiu's hand roared softly, and it seemed to be also a spiritual sword;

At this time, this old Taoist looked at Wang Sheng below, and said indifferently: "The sword path you showed just now seems to be the sword of heaven and the sword of man to practice together, the sword of the poor road specializes in cultivating the earth, cultivating six out of fifty sword techniques, and comprehending eighteen sword intents.

Today's cultivation is far above you, but you also have the help of the fairy sword, and the victory or defeat is unknown. ”

Wang Sheng was silent, and the Spiritless Sword was slowly put down, as if he had agreed to the other party's appointment.

This Huashan Gu Xiu nodded slowly, and said: "You are really a good sword person, if you and I change places, Poor Dao will also make such a choice for you."

A sword gall, a heavenly sword body, only twenty or thirty years of practice, you have entered the realm of rebirth, your future achievements are far from what the poor road thinks, but today, the poor road and you bet on the covenant of life and death.

If this battle is won by chance, and the poor Dao does not kill you, today's matter will be revealed, and the poor Dao will return to the mountain to practice with all your Taoist friends, and no longer ask about the world.

If you lose this battle, you can dispose of it, what if you do it?"

Wang Sheng still didn't answer, but there was a little thought in his eyes.

This Huashan Gu Xiu thought that Wang Sheng was thinking about his 'proposal', and waited quietly for a while.

On the side of the venue, the Taoist masters and Taoist elders of various families were also whispering there, as if they were considering the feasibility of this matter.

In the command hall of the investigation team, Chi Aya was contemplative, and stopped talking several times, but finally decided to wait and see.

Although from the perspective of the overall situation, it can be regarded as a mutual restraint for these forces that are beyond the combat readiness group to maintain a certain balance, but considering the reactions of the Dao Sect and the reckless behavior of these ancient sin cultivators before the cultivation, we cannot simply look at how they will be laid out in the future.

In the venue, Qing Yanzi was observing Wang Sheng's state at this time, I am afraid that only he, the master, will not care about other things, and he is simply afraid that Wang Sheng will be strong at this time.

The head of the Huashan Sect suddenly spoke out on the side, but he showed a little smile, and said slowly: "Feiyu, my family ancestor just doesn't want the cultivation world to consume too much combat power, and he has a heart for you, so he has such a ......."

"Shut up. ”

Wang Sheng's gaze swept away, and his voice was also very calm, but the old Taoist who had previously pointed fingers at the Heavenly Master, Qing Yanzi and others was flushed.

It was like some kind of spell that really made this man unable to say a word.

On the clouds, Huashan Gu Xiu said coldly: "Why, do you really think that you can kill the thirteen people of the poor Dao today?" If we join forces to make a difficulty, I'm afraid that just these two seniors won't be able to ......."

"Hmph," 'Meng Po' sneered, but her sneer quickly faded away, and she just quietly watched the backs of these ancient cultivators.

Suddenly, Wang Sheng opened his mouth and said: "When you attacked Xilian and my sister, did you think that they had nothing to do with you. ”

The faces of these thirteen ancient cultivators were gloomy, and the meaning of Wang Sheng's words could not be more obvious.

"Fei Yu," the Heavenly Master sighed lightly on the side, "Don't be reckless." ”

"Thank you Heavenly Master for your care," Wang Sheng bowed his head slightly, then glanced at his master, and saw the worry in his master's eyes.

Wang Sheng said suddenly: "Master, Senior Sister will come back soon, she is flying behind." ”

Qing Yanzi showed a gentle smile, nodded slowly to Wang Sheng, and said: "Do what you want, don't think too much, there is a teacher for you in everything."

Naturally, at this time, I have worsened you for the teacher's cultivation, if you can't hold it for the teacher, it doesn't hurt for the two of us to explain it together.

Cultivation is for immortality, and what immortality desires most is leisure, if your mind is not smooth, how can you mention the word leisure? Why bother cultivating this immortal. ”

"Hmm," Wang Sheng nodded with a smile, then looked down at the Spiritless Sword in his hand, sighed lightly, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

That Huashan Gu Xiu said coldly: "Then there is no need to talk about it?"

On the clouds, the thirteen Gu Xiu released their own momentum at the same time, they were all putting pressure on Wang Sheng, and they also made up their minds that if Wang Sheng did not agree to fight against the strongest among the Gu Xiu, they would kill them from this place with all their might.

On the side, Qingyanzi, the old heavenly master, the simple real person, and the Qinglong Dao chief...... A contemporary monk of the Taoist Sect revealed his own aura.

Even if their aura was in front of Gu Xiu, it was like a swimming fish in a river compared to a blue whale in the deep sea, but they still rose from the air, trying to compete with Gu Xiu.

"Let me do it. ”

Wang Sheng suddenly spoke, and the coercion in the sky and the aura around him were stagnant.

All the eyes of the audience once again converged on Wang Sheng, looking at this sword cultivator who was staring at the Spiritless Sword in his hand and whispering at the Spiritless Sword.

In fact, Wang Sheng's actions today are enough to shock the Quartet, and enough to write his name into the history of the monastic world. - A history from ancient times to the present, not just to the present.

After breaking out of the earth spirit ban, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, leveling foreign enemies and fighting against the strong men of the dark camp, and then he stopped for three years, and made a strong comeback again when the ancient sin cultivator intended to disrupt the cultivation realm, killing two ancient cultivators in a row......

From a disciple who does not speak to the elders, to the honorary elders of the Sword Sect, to the cultivation 'heroes' who sacrificed their lives to seal the earth spirits, and then to the 'spokesperson of the Heavenly Tribulation' who terrified the earth cultivation world......

Who would have thought that this was just a 'young generation' monk who had only been on the mountain for half a year when the vitality of heaven and earth was restored?

At this time, in the face of the thirteen ancient cultivators who were going to fight together, and in the face of a bloody battle that could occur at any time, he was still just a simple sentence.

Let him come.

The boy who once held a wooden sword in the snow and deduced the seven-star sword formation is now standing in front of all the monks of the present generation.

Face the ancient sins and cultivate, with your own sword, protect the Qingming and prosperous times!

Nahuashan Gu Xiu showed a little relief, he obviously understood the four words Wang Sheng as a promise to fight him one-on-one.

But when this Huashan Ancient Cultivator was about to fall, Wang Sheng looked up at the clouds, but his gaze moved away from the Huashan Ancient Cultivator and swept over the other twelve people.

The qi released by Wang Sheng also locked the thirteen people at the same time.

With his left hand brushing the Spiritless Sword, Wang Sheng whispered in his heart:

'Yaoyun, I may have to borrow your spiritual power. ’

The Spiritless Sword trembled slightly, and streams of spiritual power flowed from the hilt of the sword into Wang Sheng's palm, and wisps of immortal light floated out from the sword body, completely wrapping Wang Sheng's arm.

In fact, Wang Sheng had always been very resistant to borrowing Yaoyun's power, let alone such a thing as 'merging with the sword spirit'.

He just felt that he was a sword cultivator, and he shouldn't be controlled by the sword, nor should he rely too much on the fairy sword in his hand.

But now, in this situation, such a strong enemy, this anger and hatred in the bottom of my heart......

Wang Sheng's figure slowly levitated, the light of the Spiritless Sword shone, and a fairy phantom appeared behind Wang Sheng, slightly higher than Wang Sheng, and turned into Dao Dao Immortal Light, covering Wang Sheng's Dao body.

Man and sword in one!

The Lord is in harmony!

Wang Sheng's eyes bloomed with an astonishing divine light, and his own aura soared wildly!

At this moment, there was another sword roar behind him, and the simple-looking fairy sword flew quickly, levitating in front of Wang Sheng, trembling slightly.

Wang Sheng stretched forward with his left hand, holding the hilt of the sword, his own aura skyrocketed, and the vitality in the venue ran wild, turning into a raging wind!