When had Silly Bird been scolded like this before?
Zhen Ling Meng was both shocked and angry. She had been protected by the elders and shixiong in the sect. Anyone who saw her would have to tolerate her. When had she ever been humiliated like this! This talisman that Master had given her had followed her for many years. She treasured it but it was damaged today!
Such a vicious sword essence!
He started to learn from Teacher Wei and tried to make his mind not be affected by the sword essence.
A sure death killing move!
Tenth Grade's hair stood on end. His proud and cold little face was murderous.
From the moment he was born, his greatest wish was to become the strongest ling beast and live up to the name of Tenth Grade!
The fog within a radius of ten zhang disappeared into thin air.
Sister Bird was very angry and the consequences were terrifying.
Yet after seeing Wei Sheng's strength, Zuo Mo's dominance, A Gui's strangeness, Silly Bird's viciousness, Zong Ru's unpredictability, and Luo Li's falsehood, this guy became even more arrogant.
For the proud Tenth Grade, being sent flying into the air was a great loss of face.
His peck was different from before. Countless sparks seemed to explode from the tip of his beak. Each spark was the size of a grain of sand. These sparks did not fly in all directions but wrapped around the bird's beak and turned into spiraling fire scripts.
Come!
He did not know that the Black Gold Seal Soldier and Sunlight were looking at him with pity and sympathy in the mist.
The crimson flying sword in his hand was like a streak of fire as it flew towards Silly Bird.
Today, this habit had once again saved his life.
Welcome Tenth Grade's ultimate attack!
Yet the strength of the sword essence had reached an unprecedented level!
Zhen Ling Meng quickly calmed down. The flying sword in his hand swung. In a blink, twelve sword essences formed a twelve sword energy barrier in front of her!
Tenth Grade's little body was sent flying into the air.
Zhen Ling Meng jumped in fright at the ambush. If she didn't have a great treasure of the sect protecting her, she would have suffered from that blow. A crack appeared on the edge of the Bagua Heart Protection Mirror that Master had given her.
A peerlessly vicious power came from the flying sword. Zhen Ling Meng's blood roiled and he uncontrollably took two steps back.
He was Tenth Grade!
However, he quickly found a new target.
The burning light was so blinding that people could not open their eyes. The mist in the surrounding dozens of zhang was swept away. Dense collisions came from the burning ball of light and caused people's scalps to prickle.
Killing energy rolled through the air. The mist rippled. Tenth Grade's figure was like a thin black shadow that flickered in and out of sight. The small crescent moons were like tens of thousands of bolts of lightning. With shocking speed, they rained down on Zhen Ling Meng from all directions.
"He is dead." The black gold seal soldier shook his head and sighed.
Therefore, today's scene occurred. The crescent blade's sword essence pierced through the air. The vicious sword essence was like a fierce beast coming out of its cage. Yet, Tenth Grade's face was as cold and proud as usual.
Hearing the word "brute," the feathers on Silly Bird's forehead suddenly exploded and stood on end. His originally proud and arrogant eyes were immediately filled with blood, becoming ferocious and ruthless.
The Ghost Mist Child snorted coldly. He was discontent but he did not attack. Although he hadn't been involved in the secular world for a long time, he was still a good henchman who understood his superiors. He knew that he was only a newcomer now, so building a good relationship with the other brothers was the right way.
"Bagua!"
A clear and melodious voice resounded throughout the arena.
It was rumored that Wei Sheng held a blood red sword and his sword essence was savage and bloodthirsty. This made her feel that her guess was correct.
The feathers on its body were slightly disheveled, and its narrowed eyes were not as furious as before. However, one could easily feel that its anger had reached its limit.
His small body was born with lofty ambitions!
When he saw Silly Bird peck at his sword essence "fire," Tan Xu's eyes couldn't help but show smugness at the success of his scheme.
Murderous aura surged!
It revealed a proud and domineering bird shadow.
Tan Xu, who had a new lease on life, immediately went berserk. Especially when he saw that it was a spirit beast that ambushed him, he immediately flew into a rage. "What a bold beast!"
Who would have the confidence to escape unscathed from 3,600 sword rays?
The smug look on Tan Xu's face was revealed without a doubt. He was incomparably pleased with himself as he said with a snort, "A feathered beast also dares to make a move against this Little Lord? Tired of living! This young master will let you have a taste of what is called a plucked phoenix inferior to a chicken! "
This sword scripture that Wei Sheng had personally chosen was to his liking. He was naturally battle-hungry. This sword scripture was decisive in killing and was very suitable. He was also Teacher Wei's diehard fan. What Teacher Wei said was definitely correct. At the beginning, he found that cultivating this sword scripture was abnormally pleasurable.
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The blood color of the crescent moon became even deeper, and the blood shadow became even redder.
The fame of Wei Sheng's name could be seen!
The fire that he had sent out looked normal, but it was filled with murderous intent. That was not a flame, but an illusion formed by an incomparably pure Sword Will, shaped like a flame.
He worshipped Teacher Wei.
These three thousand and six hundred sword energies contained countless transformations. Once one was trapped inside, they could never escape.
Almost being ambushed, Tan Xu was both shocked and furious. He always had a cultivation habit that no one knew about. No matter the time, he would always leave a part of his mind to prepare for a battle that could occur at any time. Because the first time he had gone out to carry out a mission, due to his carelessness, he had almost lost his life.
Sword essence spread from the sword energy that was like black lightning. An invisible power wrapped around Zhen Ling Meng like thousands of spider threads.
"No." Sunshine shook his head. That warm and sunny face was full of pity. "Offending Sister Bird, it is not so easy to die."
An imperceptible smugness flashed through Tan Xu's eyes.
A killing move that even the other Children of Kun Lun feared like tigers and scorpions. Wouldn't it be easy to deal with a feathered animal?
When one was at the top, how could one be mediocre and ordinary?
She was very strong to begin with, and in her anger, she did not hesitate to use her killing move.
Every time Tenth Grade neared the God-Killing Blood Sword, his blood would roil, and he would feel bloodthirsty. Yet Teacher Wei seemed to be unaffected. That vicious God-Killing Blood Sword was docile in Teacher Wei's hands.
The dark red crescent moon suddenly shot downwards like lightning.
Was it Wei Sheng?
The fighting spirit in his body seemed to boil and ripple. His natural desire for battle caused Tenth Grade to show off his abilities.
Countless sword essences exploded and swallowed Silly Bird.
Knowing that the enemy could be Wei Sheng, she rationally chose to defend.
This thought flashed through Zhen Ling Meng's mind. She only knew one person in Mo Cloud Sea who had such skill in sword essence, Wei Sheng!
Zhen Ling Meng's heart shook. It was the first time she had encountered such a vicious and decisive sword essence. The other's skill in sword essence was also very deep and not lacking compared to her.
Like the crescent moon drinking blood!
Facing that streak of fire, it pecked again!
Tenth Grade threw a disdainful and disdainful gaze.
As the top fighter of Mo Cloud Sea, Wei Sheng was no longer that unknown youth of the past. He was a top expert that came from a side sect but seemed to be aiming for the holy land of sword xiu.
The sword energies dissipated.
Three thousand and six hundred sword energies exploded at the same time. The scene was spectacular!
In his eyes, Teacher Wei was the strongest sword xiu in the world.
[Sword Flame]!
Behind the crescent moon, the bloody afterimages were like muslin. Countless incomparably savage phantoms flickered. They constantly changed, moving and moving, appearing and disappearing!
A dark red color suddenly appeared on the crescent blade.
Hundred Sacrifice Soul Killing Sword!
He felt as if there was a raging flame burning in his chest. His black windbreaker fluttered without any wind, fluttering incessantly. He raised his hands high above his head. The crescent blade seemed to be attracted and flew into the air above his raised hands.
Ding!
Tenth Grade's ambush was blocked. The little Tenth Grade immediately howled and charged towards Zhen Ling Meng!
However, she quickly calmed down. While the other had not used his full power in that attack, she had not used her full power either. While she was shocked at the viciousness of the other's sword essence, she would not be shocked if it was Wei Sheng.
Tenth Grade's eyes suddenly blazed like flames. His entire body's strength surged. His still proud face carried disdain that came from his bones. His arms abruptly pressed down!
Teacher Wei's heart was harder than the hardest steel!
With Tenth Grade's cold and proud personality, if he interfered, it would not be good.
It was like the short and suffocating calm before the storm.
A small hole suddenly appeared on his shen equipment. The shen power protecting his body had been completely destroyed. If it wasn't for the shen equipment blocking it, there would have been a bloody hole on his body.
Tan Xu warily looked around. At this time, he could not be ambushed by anyone else.
As expected, just like usual, the moment the two touched, his thread of fire suddenly exploded!
Even when he had fought with the other shixiong in Kun Lun, every time he used this killing move, the shixiong would avoid it. No one had ever been able to withstand this move.
Twelve cold sword energies criss-crossed. The sword essence within formed a solid whole. Anything that came close would be torn to pieces by the countless sword energies, even the mist.
This trick of his was extremely deceptive, and many people had suffered greatly from it.
This seemingly normal "fire" contained three thousand and six hundred fine sword energies. Under the organization of the sword essence, these sword energies were shaped like flames.
The mist below was scattered by Zhen Ling Meng's sword essence. His field of vision also widened. Layers of sword energies flashed with beautiful light.
From then on, he persisted in this cultivation habit.
Buzz!
He did not know that even his expression was unconsciously imitating his idol, Wei Sheng Daren.
Correspondingly, he had higher requirements for himself. Even the God-Killing Blood Sword could not shake Teacher Wei's mind. Could a mere Hundred Sacrificial Soul Killing Sword shake his mind?
Even the proud geniuses of Kun Lun put away their arrogance when they faced Wei Sheng.
As expected, a furious howl came from the sky. The vicious and brutal killing essence was like thunder that roiled and shook the mind.
The peerlessly ferocious aura was accompanied by ear-piercing screeches, as if thousands of ghosts were howling at the same time, causing one's mind to be shaken.
There was no insanity on Tenth Grade's little face. He was as cold and proud as usual.
A cold sword energy suddenly tore through the mist. Like lightning, it met the sword net made from Tenth Grade's crescent blades!
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