Could it be that this war slave who has been carving things... has been completely broken? Other war slaves are subconsciously protecting this person as if they are protecting their robes?

When fighting with the sword slave, Daozhu Wang couldn't help but have this absurd thought in his heart;

Then he shook his head slightly, and it was naturally impossible to be true.

War slaves should be similar to puppets, but they have the instinct to fight. If they determine the target, they will continue to act and kill the other party until they kill them. All their actions are also for this order.

But it is not that simple. They seem to support each other and rescue each other...

When I thought that these war slaves might not have completely destroyed their thoughts, they might have been immortals who came out of the earth. They wanted to die for the Heavenly Court, but were refined by the Tianfeng Sect to look like they are not human, not ghost, and not immortal...

Struggling for tens of thousands of years...

At this time, Wang Sheng actually didn't want them to have their own thoughts, and the pain they experienced was so painful.

He would rather these five corpses, five tools without any emotion, and today he tried his best to send them home where they should...

Wang Sheng suddenly felt that if the Tianfeng Sect was not destroyed in the future, it would be an obstacle to his Taoist heart.

The flying cloud sword passes by and remains clouds, and the purple emerald controls all stars!

Wang Sheng had fought with all his might. Except for the fact that Wu Lingjian was not here, he had already used all the power he could exert at this time.

Qing Lianjue can only kill one person, and then he will fall into absolute passiveness due to too much loss of immortal power; if one fights more, he still has to rely on the power of Ziwei Tianjian.

After fighting for a thousand moves, the sword slave was already a little terrible. He had more than a hundred wounds on his body, and his own movements were slightly affected as his injuries continued to worsen.

But Jiannu was still fighting, and there seemed to be more light in his eyes.

Guided by Wang Shengdao, the sword slave's sword path seems to be awakening and slowly awakening from his deep sleep!

Looking at Wang Sheng again, there were more than twenty or thirty wounds on his left arm, and there was also a shallow scar on his cheek.

He and Jiannu used fast attacks, and sometimes in order to cause injuries to the other party, they could only exchange their own injuries...

Wang Sheng dared to change the injury because he had the Kang Jinbao armor that the other party could not break; he only needed to protect the neck, as long as he could tolerate the injuries on his limbs, as long as he could not directly break the limbs, it would not affect his strength.

After all, he is practicing the Tao of the Yuanshen, and the Tao body is just a carrier, and the soul is the main one.

But this sword slave was completely unaware of his own injuries.

The heart vein was pierced by the Feiyun Sword, but it was just pressed down at will; the neck was almost penetrated by the Feiyun Sword, but it only stopped its meaningless breathing.

The two of them attacked wildly in this void, with their sword moves like an antelope hanging their horns, and their figures like two rapidly surrounding stars. Wang Sheng even missed the opportunity to get rid of this sword slave's entanglement several times.

Reason told Wang Sheng that he was going to kill the bow and gun battle slave or the wood carving battle slave; but at this time, Wang Sheng kept asking twice in his heart:

Why do you still have to persist?

Why haven't you fallen yet?

The two swordsmanship collided with each other at this time, and some mysterious resonance had occurred. Wang Sheng saw the painful, struggling, and extremely confused soul under the face of the sword slave...

So, new problems arose in Wang Sheng's heart, all of which were just various thoughts that came to an end when he and Jiannu fought fiercely.

Who is this sword slave?

Are the people in the heavenly court or the enemy in the heavenly court? The group of immortals who walked out of the earth more than a thousand years ago?

Don't know anything.

The opponent's footwork is not inferior to his seven-star steps. Although his sword skills are out of order, the sword realm is not even inferior to his current moment.

What Wang Sheng relied on was only Ziwei Tianjian and Kang Jin Treasure Armor to gradually suppress this sword slave. After all, the sword slave's cultivation was in the late stage of the True Immortal Realm, and the strength on the sword was much stronger than himself.

Finally, Wang Sheng's sword force completely overwhelmed the sword slave, and when Wang Sheng beat the sword slave to the continuous defeat;

The rhythm of this sword fight is completely in control.

The next sword is the end of this sword slave...

Wang Sheng gave this sword slave enough respect. He moved with the sword and rolled out the galaxy in the sky. Among the Ziwei Tianjian, the "Xinghe River Wilderness" with the power of Ziwei's sword was the second only to Ziwei's sword.

The stars gathered like waves, rolling towards the body of this sword slave.

At this moment, the scarred sword slave reflected countless lights in his eyes, as if he had suddenly found himself...

At this time, the sword slave had no choice but to retreat. The archer and lancer soldier was still seriously injured and could not shoot arrows to stop Wang Sheng. Although the war slave holding the two axes rushed towards Wang Sheng at this time, he was forced to retreat by the sword shadow in the starlight.

As for the female war slave holding the piccolo, she seemed to be just staring at this moment, and the piccolo in her hand was slowly lowered. A hint of fatigue and relief seemed to be revealed in her empty eyes...

Only the war slave who carved wood carvings still just lowered his head and carved wood carvings, completely irrespective of the war.

'who I am……'

Wang Sheng seemed to hear a low murmur in his heart.

This is the sound of the great way, the resonance of the Tao, and it is also the moment when he was about to destroy this sword slave, the heart of Tao trembled.

But the next scene made Wang Sheng stunned and Dao Xin thrust hard!

The moment before the starlight swallowed the sword slave, the sword slave completely gave up dodging. He took half a step forward, allowing a few scars to add to his body;

But the fairy sword in Jiannu's hand shines brightly again, but it is even brighter than when he first fought fiercely!

A set of sword techniques was quickly used in the hands of the sword slave.

That was just the last three moves of this sword technique, but it shouldn't appear on this sword slave at this time, nor should it appear in front of Wang Sheng's eyes!

He recognized this sword and has been impressed since he saw it from the Seventy-Two Forbidden Lands of the Swords!

The sword moves gently, and the sword dances drunk and still strong.

Why do you come to the sun and the moon? Drinking and laughing at the breeze!

A sword light splits the stars, and in the sword light, a full moon rises, and a red sun hangs on the sky. There seems to be an endless land under the sun and moon, and mountains, rivers and rivers are all displayed in this sword!

Shushan Sword No. 1!

The breeze makes the sun and the moon!

But the person who uses this sword technique is ultimately at the end of his strength.

The sword light just appeared and then shattered.

After all, the sword slave drooped the fairy sword in his hand powerlessly, and was swallowed by the sword light that Wang Sheng shot. Forty-nine sword marks appeared on his body instantly. The fairy sword in his hand slipped down weakly, and his remaining body floated in the void...

At this moment, Wang Sheng actually had time to take the move.

But Wang Sheng's choice was to let the sword slave die, and to let him get rid of the pain of becoming a war slave in Tianfengmen...

The sword moves.

Wang Sheng's figure appeared behind Jian Nu, but he couldn't help but turn around to feel the little remaining energy of Jian Nu.

When he saw the faint smile on the corner of Jiannu's mouth, Daoxin was out of anger, his fingertips pierced into his palms, and his teeth were almost shattered.

He held the sword and wanted to kill the sword slave's last chance, so that he could leave, and then packed up his body and sent it back to his hometown...

But Wang Shengdao's heart was trembling, and he could not cut the sword at all; he didn't know where his feelings for the sword slave came from. This should have been a simple relationship with his fellow countrymen, but at this moment it seemed like a brotherhood of life and death.

Jiannu's face was completely unfamiliar, and his body was covered with scars, so he could not know who he was.

He held the sword and fell down again.

At this time, time should not be delayed. He and Li Shang are still in danger. Li Shang seems to have fallen into a disadvantage. After all, her magical powers are not invincible and cannot be sustained.

A strong wind suddenly came from the side, Wang Sheng turned his head suddenly, murderous intent burst out from his eyes, and a low growl came out of his mouth.

The war slave holding the giant axe came over, but Wang Sheng did not dodge and directly hit him head-on. The lightning flashed again, but the end of the lightning hit the war slave's chest and actually repelled the war slave!

Wang Sheng's figure appeared at the end of the lightning, under the giant axe, and was almost face to face with this somewhat thin war slave!

He let go of the Feiyun Sword with his right hand, and the dragon sword on his back flew up on his own. Wang Sheng raised his hand and held it, and then his arm was shocked!

The sword edge passed over the heads of the two men and cut the two arms holding the big axe from their forearms together!

Blood was spilling, and Wang Sheng kicked the war slave away with his feet, his eyes were covered in coldness, but he turned his head to look at the wood carving war slave.

At this time, the female war slave was already standing beside the wooden carved war slave, and it seemed to be a guardian.

The wind...

The wind!

Wang Sheng shouted silently in the void, holding Feiyun in his left hand and dragging the dragon sword in his right hand, and rushing towards the last two uninjured war slaves.

At this point, the Bow Gun Battle Slave was the first to be seriously injured. The sword slave who had fought with Wang Sheng for nearly two thousand moves was also dying. The giant axe battle slave was cut off with both hands, leaving only the Piccolo female battle slave whose magic was restrained by the Dragon Sword Sword Spirit, and the wood carving battle slave who had never known what he was doing...

Overall, Wang Sheng actually solved most of the threats of the Five War Slaves excellently and quickly.

As he rushed forward, the sword intent of the heavenly tribulation was ready to go, and Wang Sheng was in a strong murderous intent in his heart.

However, changes suddenly arise.

The lightning flash was about to be displayed, but the lightning was about to gather, but Wang Sheng stopped in the void without warning. The forward momentum disappeared, and he was even more motionless, as if time had been suspended.

Looking at the war slave who had been keeping his head down to carve wood carvings, he stopped his movements at this time, staring at Wang Sheng with his godless eyes, holding a puppet in his left hand, which was facing Wang Sheng's place.

Ancient witchcraft!

Wang Sheng was shocked and angry. He suddenly could not sense the location of most of his Taoist bodies. The soul seemed to be imprisoned in his body. Although his entire body's immortal power was still flowing normally, he just couldn't control his Taoist bodies to do anything.

Even the soul could not even leave the body, and was completely locked in the Taoist body.

Although my eyes are open, they are like blindness.

My heart is still beating, but I can't feel any force...

Only the immortal consciousness can also explore the surroundings, which is no different from before.

The seriously injured bow and gun battle slave seemed to be waiting for this moment. He had already gotten up and pulled out the longbow. A green arrow gathered inside the longbow, aiming at Wang Sheng's forehead.

The female Piccolo War slave also sacrificed a treasure tripod at this time, and a black light shone out from the tripod, directly slashing towards Wang Sheng's neck...

It turns out that this is the spell of the fifth war slave. No wonder the other war slaves were seriously injured and did not let themselves get close to this person.

but……

Wang Sheng snorted coldly in his heart, and the soul sat cross-legged in the sky mansion. Five sword intents slowly circling around the soul, and a mysterious Taoist rhyme bloomed from his inactive Taoist body!

Where is the Heart Sword!

I saw a colorful glow surging in Wang Sheng's chest, and the flying glow sword slowly flew out, but it contained Wang Sheng's heart sword.

Invited by the Feixia Sword, Wang Sheng's shoulders and knees flowed with immortal light. Four Feiyun Swords slowly flew out, and the Feiyun Sword in Wang Sheng's hand was also trembling gently.

Although the Taoist body is restricted, Wang Sheng can still control the sword with his heart!

Although the soul was trapped in the Taoist body, it also raised its sword fingers and quickly pinched the sword seal. The soul's low shout kept shaking in the void.

"The sword name has no beginning, the sword name has no end! The Qiankun borrows the method, and the two swords chase the wind!"

In an instant, two flying cloud swords shot away at the wooden carving war slave, bringing out two circling and interlacing trails.

The remaining three flying swords hovered over themselves, first repelling the black light, then protecting Wang Sheng's forehead, and knocking away the incoming arrows.

This is Wang Shengliu's last hand, Shushan...

"Sword-controlling technique..."
Chapter completed!