The First Sword of the Earth

Vol 4 Chapter 795: Backhand

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The moment True Monarch Erlang was squeezed out of the black domain, the atmosphere of the somewhat low world of the Nether World suddenly changed.

The immortals in the realm of cultivation who thought that they had won a lot of victory, the hearts of all the immortals were sinking, Mu Wanxuan’s pretty face instantly paled, and she was more worried, her eyes had not been moved to the black area before, and her slender figure was already subconscious. Rushed over.

The well-known Erlang Zhenjun did not hesitate, and immediately returned with his gun as soon as he was blocked.

But Zhenjun Erlang’s figure rushed to the edge of the black region and paused, and the celestial light burst around her body.

Can’t get in?

“Humph!”

True Monarch Erlang has a calm face, handed his gun to his left hand, his right hand clenched his fist, and pushed forward rather ‘slowly’. The wisps of blood that seemed to contain infinite power permeated, and the universe of the Nether world was broken every inch!

But the black domain remained motionless, as if the endless force exerted by Zhenjun Erlang had nowhere to fall.

There is always a sense of power but nowhere to make it.

The power of rules.

To be precise, it is a force different from the abnormal rules of the universe.

They form a radius of their own, and forcibly created a ‘dimensional trap’ to isolate the universe and prevent outsiders from entering.

Unless these rules can be destroyed, it is difficult to step into them.

At this moment, the streamer came flying in.

Those who flew from behind True Monarch Erlang were all masters from the earth-cultivation realm; although Mu Wanxuan set out the earliest, it was a dark shadow, the incarnation of Emperor Qinghua, who rushed over first.

Without saying a word or saying a word, the avenue was manifested, and the fairy light burst forth, and the fairy light suddenly broke out in this low world, as if it was about to tear this black domain apart.

“How come?”

Xu Zhongliang frowned, just about to say something more, dozens of streamers blasted from the side, and a large number of Fengjiu masters came to block them, and they fought chaotically with their own masters.

Mu Wanxuan moved forward anxiously, but also knew that rushing over was just to add chaos, her bare hands fluttered again and again, her figure dancing like a **** of butterflies, and she tried her best to hold the enemy Daluo and Jinxian.

The avatar of Emperor Qinghua received the most offensives and was quickly dismantled;

In the battle between Emperor Qinghua and Hei Di and other masters, his eyes were always staring at the direction of the black domain.

Zhenjun Erlang opened his forehead and eyes, and his figure turned into a ball of light and shadow to shuttle quickly around the black area, his spear swept and jabbed forward, the offensive was fierce, and the world was shaking.

As a result, the aftermath of Zhenjun Erlang’s bombardment of the black domain forced the masters of both sides to retreat in all directions, and those with weaker cultivation bases could not see where the true body of Zhenjun Erlang was.

This is the strength of the strongest immortal in the Hou Tian Ting Era.

But the more so, the more tense the hearts of the immortals involved in the earth repair world.

Wang Sheng was trapped alone.

The Sword Immortal who came from the realm of cultivation, carrying the mission given by the Great God Nuwa, was imprisoned for a long time by the Immortal Emperor and Feng Jiu, and finally stood up again. At this moment, he is facing the unclear concreteness by himself. The strength of foreign visitors.

If true monarch Erlang was driven out, Wang Sheng had the advantage, why should the true monarch Erlang be in a hurry at this moment?

Brother…

Mu Wanxuan’s fists were clenched, her eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and a shadow of a sacred tree appeared behind her, and the rich vitality was rippling in a dead place like the Netherworld.

She slowly pushed forward with her left fist and right palm, and a black-and-white Tai Chi picture directly swept the enemy around her under the tree, suppressing it with boundless vitality.

In the blink of an eye, the opponents were motionless, their breath condensed, and light green saplings grew all over their bodies, and their eyes were dull and motionless.

Without waiting for Mu Wanxuan to disperse to the sacred wood phantom, dozens of streams of light surged around her, stopping her figure again.

The number advantage of Fengjiu’s side became more and more obvious as the fierce fighting continued.

While the true monarch of Erlang was blocked, the masters of Fengjiu’s side worked harder and were already grabbing merit.

However…

“True Monarch!”

Xu Zhongliang yelled: “If you can’t get in, except for these phoenix and nine minions! Otherwise, there is no chance of winning today!”

True Monarch Erlang frowned slightly and stared at the inaccessible black region.

Asking him to give up standing alongside his comrades-in-arms is against his code of conduct.

But the situation at this time does not allow him to hesitate or try.

At the moment, Zhenjun Erlang turned his head to look at the place where Emperor Qinghua was, slightly bent his legs and stepped in the air, his figure soaring into the sky with a golden peng spreading his wings!

In the next instant, the enemy camp was in chaos, the besieged Emperor Qinghua turned his offensive, and the black energy surged around him, as if he was about to wrap the entire Netherworld.

“Don’t retire!”

“The master is about to take the first-level appearance of the sword immortal!”

“The hero of the new heavenly court can enjoy countless years of stability!”

Suddenly several female fairies on Fengjiu’s side kept making noises, and wisps of light red aura flowed into all directions, and many of the fairies on Fengjiu’s side gradually became ferocious.

Many fairy gods have been blushing in this battle between the court and the palace.

The corpse continued to fall in the air, smashed onto the dark ground of the Nether Realm, igniting a blue-white flame.

The casualties have begun to spiral out of control.

at the same time;

In the black domain.

Outside, I saw a black field that was pitch-black like a black hole, but inside was a vast expanse of whiteness; various roads appeared, and countless colorful and incomplete ribbons fluttered in the sky.

Between these ribbons, the two groups of light and shadow are constantly entangled and touched;

You can see sword light flying, sword energy, mountains, palaces, and all kinds of visions.

In the blue light and shadow, Wang Sheng was fighting with his sword.

The inanimate sword in his hand was swaying with colorful streams of light, and the sword intent behind him evolved into the heavens and stars; the eyes with a little anger were still clear, and the left hand kept pinching and making all things, and constantly greeted the opponent.

On the other hand, the group of red shadows was Feng Jiu in a red dress.

She used the figure of the ancient heavenly queen mother, she was beautiful and beautiful. At this moment, her figure kept shining. A pair of almost transparent jade hands pushed forward and swayed, seeming to resist Wang Sheng’s offensive effortlessly.

At this moment, Wang Sheng’s sword power was like a gust of wind and rain, but Feng Jiu’s figure was constantly moving back and forth, and there were not many palm shadows that he could wield.

But with a faint smile at the corner of Feng Jiu’s mouth, his eyes were a bit strange, as if he was looking at Wang Sheng.

During the fierce fight, Feng Jiu’s lips opened and closed, and a ray of sound pierced into Wang Sheng’s ears.

“There are only you and me, so it’s better to stop discussing one or two.”

Wang Sheng seemed to have not heard of it, Yuan Tu Jian encircled his body with several top-quality fairy swords, and he had already urged the swordsmanship, with all his heart and energy, and full offensive.

Feng Jiufeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth smiled more intensely, as if looking at some kind of artwork.

This made Wang Sheng a little uncomfortable.

In fact, at this moment, Wang Sheng’s heart is also a little bit bottomless. Although the offensive at this time is strong, it lacks a little sense of continuity.

There really should be no bottom.

It was Zhenjun Erlang who confronted the enemy Fengjiu together with him. After stepping into the black realm, Zhenjun Erlang looked at each other, each of them understood each other’s eyes, and tried their best to make a quick life.

One is the Heavenly War God, who embarrassed and helpless the immortal emperor in those days, but now the Feng Jiu forces dare not even provoke a peerless master of collective cultivation;

One is that the Great God Nuwa entrusted the Great Dao of Good Fortune, with a three-foot sword rising from the weak, causing two waves of wind and waves between the heaven and the earth, and was regarded by the elders of the heavenly court as the person who rejuvenated the heavenly court.

The two of them shot with all their strength, Feng Jiu was also somewhat unable to resist at the beginning, and quickly fell into a passive defense situation, wrapped himself with countless weird avenues, turned into a cocoon of the Tao, and resisted for a while.

The initial situation was quite favorable for Wang Sheng and Erlang Zhenjun, and Feng Jiu also had a little thought in his eyes, as if he was thinking of a way to break the situation.

But for a moment, Feng Jiu’s cocoon of Dao Ze began to appear damaged, a little anger crossed between her eyebrows, and the celestial light around her body burst, and she snorted coldly. It seemed that she had paid a certain price to combine Wang Sheng and Erlang Zhenjun at the same time. Rush away.

But when the true monarch Erlang disappeared, it was a single match between Wang Sheng and Feng Jiu.

Wang Sheng didn’t hesitate at all, nor did he think of retreating back, raising his sword and rushing forward. The Shenshu Xianshu was urged to the extreme. With a quick attack, he established his advantage, and all his own methods used to force Feng Jiu to suppress.

All this seems quite normal.

Although Feng Jiu is the “reincarnated” body of the Heavenly Emperor Immortal Emperor, he is also an extraterritorial demon, possessing the unpredictable supernatural powers of ghosts and gods;

However, this foreign demon was injured by the great **** Nuwa in ancient times and was taken by the side to serve. On the eve of the collapse of the heavenly court, due to fighting with the three sages, he was obliterated by the three sages with one finger, and his vitality was greatly damaged. Can show people like a queen mother.

-If the immortal emperor’s strength was the peak of the year, the earth cultivation world combined would not be enough for him to fight.

But why…

Why did Feng Jiu’s expression become… quite interesting after Zhenjun Erlang was sent out of this field.

There is a kind of calmness that everything is in her control, and there is also a kind of pity that looks like a fool.

Even though she kept retreating, she didn’t show much pressure and anger anymore. Her beautiful figure was like wearing a flower and attracting a butterfly. Gradually, she even played with Wang Sheng.

“Wang Feiyu, why don’t you talk to me?”

Feng Jiu asked warmly, “There are only you and me at this time and here, are you not interested in me at all?”

Wang Sheng:…

As long as I think of this beautiful aunt in front of me, in her bones she is actually a male fairy who once ruled the fairy sacred world, I always feel a little…

After all, this is Yaoyun’s parents, and he still needs to be polite.

“You can divide life and death.”

Wang Sheng’s words were clear and indifferent, and his swords never stopped. The sword blade seemed to have the ability to cut off the avenue, but it was always short of a line.

This line requires endless years of insight, and Wang Sheng’s background is still somewhat inadequate.

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, and slowly shook his head. With his left hand behind his back, and the right hand raised two sword fingers, he calmly moved forward. Wang Sheng paused, and one curve after another appeared around his body.

Time is time!

Feng Jiu’s aura around her body suddenly changed. Although the male posture used by the female face was a bit strange, at this moment, the expression, the gaze, and the voice were indeed the existence of the person who had stood at the apex of all living beings.

“Wang Sheng, do you have any other players? If not, I should be disappointed.”

The earth-yellow light in Wang Sheng’s right hand slowly unfolded, the curved surface in front of him continued to melt, and a light yellow light enveloped Wang Sheng.

All laws do not invade, and all evils evade.

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Hum—

The Spiritless Sword quivered slightly, and Wang Sheng lifted the sword, the tip of the sword pointed at Feng Jiu.

This second eldest aunt.

Feng Jiu smiled and shook his head, and suddenly raised his sword finger in his hand.

Wang Sheng was about to rush forward immediately, but his figure was just as aggressive, his eyes suddenly rounded, and the hilt of the sword he held in his right hand was inexplicably blank.

puff!

The familiar blade suddenly burst from Wang Sheng’s chest, leaving only the hilt behind to tremble.

No, no spirit sword?

“Yao… Yun…”

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