Long Aotian shouted angrily, and the vast immortal power filled the sky, and the fairy light surged in his claws, and the vitality of the ten miles was squeezed towards Wang Sheng!

Not only the vitality, but also the universe is shaking, and trying to limit Wang Sheng's figure!

At this time, Li Shang's forehead was already flashing with golden light, and it would soar into the sky at any time.

But Wang Sheng walked towards the air with his sword in hand. The Liangyi sword intent was induced to the extreme. Four faint Tai Chi diagrams appeared around him. The Tai Chi diagram rotated gently, and all the pressure around him disappeared. The Feiyun Sword Sword Light was sucking and spitting out the sword energy in the sky.

The two figures were circling in the air, and the dragon's weather was fierce. Although Wang Sheng was dancing in front of the dragon's claws, he always felt calm and composed.

At this time, Long Aotian was already a little regretful and too arrogant, but at this moment he still felt that even without magic weapons, he could easily take down Wang Sheng, so he attacked fiercely in the air.

The dragon claws were exploring forward, and the immortal power and vitality condensed into a phantom of dragon claws of dozens of meters in diameter, and smashed it down at Wang Sheng.

The sword intent rotated, Wang Sheng stepped on the lotus, and the lotus left the marks of the seven-stars, floating by next to the shadow of the dragon claw...

The robe and the clothes and rings fell gently, and the sword swiped back and the fragrance came back.

Wang Sheng's long hair was dancing, which surprised many female cultivators, but this was just because his body was a little more elegant, and his fighting was becoming more and more dangerous at this time.

Long Aotian took the initiative to take action, but failed to achieve success in several consecutive moves. He was already angry. At this time, his strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his offensive became more and more fierce. He had a gesture of slamming the entire Xinghai Gate with one palm.

But Wang Sheng was holding the sword and east at this moment, and grasped the shortcomings of Long Aotian's moves that were heavy but not flexible enough. With the help of Liangyi's sword intent, his body was flying left and right in the air.

The more powerful Long Aotian's offensive was, the more force Wang Sheng used, and the more calm he would dodge his offensive.

At this time, although Wang Sheng's eyes were bright, the images presented in his heart were not what he saw.

In his heart, within a radius of hundreds of miles, every turbulence of vitality and every burst of immortal power were so clear; the Heart Sword was contained in itself, Feiyun held it in his right hand, and his left hand could even carry it behind him.

This is the role of perception, and it is also the only aspect that Wang Sheng has an absolute advantage in his own hard power when facing Long Aotian.

After dozens of moves, Long Aotian was also extremely angry.

He is a late-stage Tianxian, a veteran of Tianfeng Sect, and is considered a number one figure on the Thirteen Stars. He has some skills and supernatural powers. Today, he is so passive when fighting with such a true immortal.

He just clenched his fists, but he kept smashing the empty space. He was completely unable to use his cultivation at this time.

The sword energy kept coming. Although it was not painful or itchy, Long Aotian would rather spend more immortal power to directly defeat these sword energy around him, rather than make him look more embarrassed.

If this little thief is just to humiliate me today, he will do what he wants at this time.

But how could he, Long Aotian, be humiliated lightly!

Suddenly, a phantom of the dragon was tilted behind Long Aotian, and Long Aotian hugged his palms round, and with a low shout, the area within a radius of ten miles became extremely dark instantly!

Shadows of the Cyan Dragon rushed out from Long Aotian's palms, and in an instant, eighteen long black dragons with a total black body rushed out, and rushed towards Wang Sheng.

But I have already started to use the magical powers and magic that I usually show in front of others.

Wang Sheng frowned and quickly dodged, but the eighteen shadows of the dragons were chasing him relentlessly, and their speed became faster and faster, and they acted to tear him apart.

Long Aotian kept holding his hands round, and a faint smile appeared on his face like a short winter melon.

In his eyes, Wang Sheng could only run away at this time.

‘With that Li Shang here, maybe he can’t kill this kid, but he will suffer!’

Eighteen black dragons soared up and down, locking Wang Sheng's retreat path from all directions. Several dragons rushed towards Wang Sheng at the same time. As long as one of them was directly hit by them, Wang Sheng would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

This scene really made many immortals in Xinghaimen sweat.

Wang Sheng's sword momentum suddenly changed drastically!

The Feiyun Sword was raised high, and a thunder came from the void, slashing on the Feiyun Sword in a blink of an eye, making Wang Sheng's body filled with lightning.

However, this is just a false trick to hide one's own will.

Wang Sheng locked a Canglong that was hitting him, and he actually faced him with lightning lights, but his body kept shaking in the air, leaving behind a series of afterimages like a lotus swaying gently!

Qinglian Jue?

That's not the case. Wang Sheng didn't have a small wooden sword in his hand. That was his biggest trump card now. How could he use it here?

But Wang Sheng's body trajectory was indeed the situation before the Qing Lianjue was activated. The extremely mysterious Taoist rhyme, such a dazzling and unreal figure, seemed to be about to collide with Canglong head-on at this moment.

At this moment, Long Aotian suddenly could not capture Wang Sheng's shadow in the immortal consciousness.

The eighteen Canglongs were originally the magical powers he used, and they naturally acted according to Long Aotian's thoughts. At this moment, they suddenly lost their target, and Canglong could only maintain his original path for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Sheng's figure appeared on the left side of the Canglong. Long Aotian immediately urged Canglong to swing his tail, but Wang Sheng had already walked away with his sword and avoided the Canglong's attack.

He raised his sword with his left hand and used sword-controlling techniques to urge the Feiyun Sword in his hand;

The Feiyun Sword Immortal Light burst out, and with the speed of the sword control, he rushed directly towards Long Aotian with Wang Sheng's figure!

The speed of the instant burst of one person and one sword is not worse than that of the Red Feather Ling Tianjue!

With the reminder of Taoist Qinglin, Wang Sheng finally began to face up to the potential of sword control and continued to dig deeper.

The eighteen Canglong dragons had no time to chase after them from behind, but Long Aotian just snorted coldly, his palms surging, and the eighteen Canglong dragons collapsed instantly, turning into a stream of immortal power and returning to themselves.

Then, the demon dragon faced Wang Sheng who was rushing towards him with a sword and suddenly raised his breath. When Wang Sheng flew closer, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared!

roar!

I saw the clouds and mist breaking, the vitality surging, and circles of shock waves burst out in front of Long Aotian!

Wang Sheng was the first to be attacked, and his soul was trembling slightly by the dragon roar, and his body was directly knocked away by the huge force rushing from the front.

Long Aotian sneered, opened his left palm, and clenched it hard at Wang Sheng. A thousand-meter-long dragon claw appeared strangely, trying to hold Wang Sheng in the dragon claw!

But Wang Sheng adjusted his figure very quickly, and he still used the Liangyi sword intent to retreat. There was a little blood in his ears, but his face was not filled with joy or anger.

This old dragon...is really hard to deal with.

Just like this, Wang Sheng's eyes burned with a high fighting spirit. The sword of man was ready to go, and he held the sword and attacked the dragon Aotian again.

However, Long Aotian rushed towards him. It was obvious that he could not take Wang Sheng down at this time when the long battle was not allowed to take down Wang Sheng, so he was already a little anxious.

But after getting close, Wang Sheng's sword moves were too agile; although Wang Sheng's Ziwei sword intent and Tianjie sword intent could not be used, the mystery of Liangyi sword intent could not be broken in a short time by Long Aotian.

The two were fighting in the sky, Long Aotian used attack instead of defense, and Wang Sheng used transformation instead of retreating. Both sides seemed to be at a disadvantage, but the strength shown by Wang Sheng at this time had already shocked Tianfeng and the immortal of the Star Sea.

It is so difficult to fight with Long Aotian. Isn’t this Li Shang who had not yet broken through to the celestial immortal?

The immortals of Xinghai Sect were naturally quite pleased. After all, the more masters there were in the sect, the stronger their sense of security; but the immortals of Tianfeng Sect had a serious face.

Now the two sects have become enemies and are hostile to each other openly and secretly. A celestial immortal Li Shang has already made them feel heavy pressure. If this sword cultivator also enters the celestial fairyland, their celestial wind...

For a moment, the immortals had mixed thoughts, murderous intentions, and thoughts.

"This child is hidden in a deep way, and I really took you and I'm missing."

Xiao Ende frowned and sent a message to the people beside him, and then slowly shook his head, "There are the sword intents of the Liangyi, and the previous trajectory of the green lotus..."

"We should have a good reason before. There must be a strong master behind him, otherwise it would be impossible for the sword to make such a leap in a few decades."

Wei Fu also sent a message back, "Fortunately, you and I have not forced him to join my Beihe Sword Sect before, so I may be displeased by the person behind him."

"It's better to have less things than more. Now this guy is just unable to get along with Tianfeng Sect and has nothing to do with our Beihe Sword Sect."

"To be honest, Tianfengmen's luck is also a bit unfamiliar."

"Well, Master Tianyao is pretty good, but Tianfeng Sect has no potential in the Thirteen Stars. It is a fact that Xinghai Sect has risen. You and I can't see through Fengli Sect. Instead, Tianfeng has already started to rot at the root."

"It is not easy for a casual cultivator to exist for tens of thousands of years."

While watching the battle in the air, the two of them kept chatting, commenting on Wang Sheng's sword skills from time to time, but also talking about the future situation of Thirteen Stars.

I don’t know what Wang Sheng would feel when he heard the sounds of these two people.

There is indeed a "expert" behind him, and the ancestor Chunyangzi, who has been confirmed to have not died in battle; but this boss doesn't know where to live happily and may be living in a miserable life, but Wang Sheng has no news at all, and most of the time he has to rely on his own to explore.

However, this wishful misunderstanding is also good, at least it was given a talisman to Prince Wang.

Suddenly, Long Aotian in the air roared, but when he was fighting with Wang Sheng, a second blood mark appeared on his cheek.

The bloodstain is very shallow, basically the level of just breaking the skin. After all, the Feiyun Sword is limited in sharpness, and Long Aotian's cultivation is here; with the blessing of Wang Sheng's immortal power, the Feiyun Sword cannot break through Long Aotian's "skin".

But this was a great insult to Long Aotian and a sarcasm that he would never endure!

This is equivalent to being able to compare with this little sword cultivator except for having an absolute advantage in cultivation!

What does my 200,000-year-old hard work mean? What should I say about the cultivation level of the immortal that I have cultivated!

At that moment, Long Aotian let out another roar, and Wang Sheng's body was repelled by the dragon roar again. His soul was shaken to the point of being shaken, but it quickly stabilized.

But there was a purple-black demonic aura gushing out from around Long Aotian's body. The short and fat old man suddenly soared into the sky, waved his wide robe, and turned his body. A thousand-foot-foot-sized dragon appeared out of thin air, opening his huge dragon mouth to Wang Sheng!

In the dragon's mouth, a dark orb turned wildly, and an extremely powerful suction force enveloped the sky, as if it was about to swallow the sky in one bite!

In this situation, this magical power!

Wang Sheng experienced it once, when he lowered his posture and left his pendant, wanting to ask the Canglong who stared at him to let him go.

But what awaits oneself is the pain of being trapped in the blood mine for hundreds of years!

In an instant, Wang Sheng's heart was filled with anger, and his entire body of immortal power burst out, trying his best to resist the pulling force.

As if attracted by his violent fluctuating thoughts, the small wooden sword appeared in front of the little soul of the soul. With a slight wave, the suction force around Wang Sheng disappeared instantly.

Wang Sheng jumped up with one step, and the Feiyun Sword threw directly at the dragon's left eye of the demon dragon. The small dragon around him let out a dragon roar, holding the dragon sword in the back hand!

The body dived, and then began to rotate with the momentum. The dragon sword was held in his hand, and the pure Yang Xianshi power was injected into it, causing a light golden flame to ignite!

At this moment, Wang Sheng was like a golden steamer falling from the sky. When the demon dragon had not yet been able to put away such magical powers, it hit the center of the huge dragon head!
Chapter completed!