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Wei Sheng walks on the street, the surrounding crowd throws by the vision of awe. Wei Sheng raises Demon World now, so far, he had not had a defeat.
Pours expert under his sword, already over 20.
And many people, are reputation illustrious, secludes generation of one side. The succession of victories, the Wei Sheng prestige is unprecedented.
initiative from the beginning invited the war, until now was challenged, he has only spent for several months.
Regarding Wei Sheng, Demon Race really does not have too many malice. He is uncommunicative, firm and resolute like iron, not slightly artificial, the attitude is impoverished, does not have the least bit arrogant extravagant wind, the pursue to the strength has is above rigid of average man, to sword made one change countenance devotionally. Moreover the manner is frank, although successive defeats 20 expert, but rarely has the human dead under his sword.
It looks like in proud Demon Race, on Wei Sheng has almost the merit that all Demon Race advocate.
So the character, is Demon Race, is difficult to give birth to the heart of detesting. Many Demon Race are sighing with emotion secretly, this grade of character, if Demon Race that this good.
He is so formidable!
Successive defeats 20 General Rank expert, many people were guessing, under Marshal Rank, he was again unpaired.
Wants Marshal Rank to go into action really?
However more people thought that this view what meaning, which Marshal Rank hasn't had great power? They are busy expanding and being busy the war at this time, who has the time to go to and Sword Cultivator competes with?
Perhaps Wei Sheng strength already infinite close Marshal Rank, even if separation, this disparity is unable to overstep.
The vision of great person, then more goes to war of Jiang Zhe and Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo). In their opinion, Wei Sheng such expert made certainly one appreciate, but his one day has not stepped into Void Return Stage, will then not have any true influence to the entire current political situation. Victory and defeat that but Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) this fights, will change directly the current political situation.
If Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) won, the prestige rises suddenly, will become the Demon World new generation Combat General first person. But decline of Xuan Kong Temple, is unable to prevent.
If Xuan Kong Temple won, Demon Race is dogged by defeat at every step in the battlefield, the Jiang Zhe prestige is heavier, Xuan Kong Temple will be more powerful. But Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) nowhere takes shelter.
This fights the attention degree of receiving, competition of far ultra Wei Sheng.
Wei Sheng had not been affected by this, these factors, never in his attention range. He ascends as usual on the stage, waits for oncoming of match peacefully.
He sits cross-legged to sit, Black Sword drifts in the side.
Who today's match is, he is not clear. He has never collected the material of any match, these do not have any significance to him. He to whet own sword essence, but not for victory and defeat, pure does not have the value to him successfully.
Heart such as void, during a black small sword is built on dangerous is void. Under examines carefully, will then discover that impressively is small edition of Black Sword. However is different from the Black Sword cruel bloodthirsty, this Lil' Black sword, initially has the impressive and dignified manner.
If sword endless void!
Vast, profound and infinite boundless!
Void Sword Essence!
His Void Sword Essence, has surpassed Void to send any generation of seniors, reaches an unprecedented altitude. sixth-grade Sword Scripture, in his hand, is having the transformation.
Suddenly, the Lil' Black sword trembles gently.
A wave pale to almost unobservable Void Sword Essence, is similar to flood ripples, swings to all around.
All around all, reappear in the Wei Sheng heart.
Among the dense and numerous crowds, a person is clear.
This person is monitoring itself!
The Lil' Black sword and Wei Sheng mind is interlinked, as if induces anything, sharply trembles.
sword essence!
This person is Sword Cultivator, moreover is Kun Lun Sword Cultivator!
His eye, passes the hostility that micro cannot be observed, but makes the Lil' Black sword so respond that is the flavor of lightly Kun Lun sword on him has, the naked eye is actually not able to distinguish, in the sword is void, this flavor, is actually so striking.
Kun Lun will not give up, he already understands.
However, Kun Lun has not thought probably that he will not give up.
Wei Sheng opens the eye suddenly, that pair of firm and resolute pupil, flashes through wipes the bone-chilling cold fine glow.
Since came, that do not want to walk!
Wei Sheng sets out, Black Sword seemed attracted, Zheng flies into him to hold.
Demon Race stunned under stage, their first time sees Wei Sheng before the competion, will have other movements. In the past competion, before the match arrives, Wei Sheng will look like a rock, closes one's eyes to sit, motionless.
What does he want to make?
Demon Race reveal the doubts expression.
In this time, then arrived to hear the Wei Sheng Qing to drink, spreads over the audience.
„Kun Lun does Sword Cultivator, when also turn into the generation of revealing only part of the truth?”
In the Wei Sheng hand Black Sword, direction hides Kun Lun Sword Cultivator in crowd quickly.
Kun Lun Sword Cultivator!
Under stage Demon Race in an uproar.
Kun Lun these two characters, for several thousand years, take to Demon Race, are the endless grief.
The Wei Sheng sword the place of referring , the crowd tide distributes sharp likely, reveals Kun Lun Sword Cultivator in crowd.
Stature medium, undistinguished appearance, seems with ordinary Demon Race not any difference, places in the crowd, will vanish rapidly does not see.
Other Kun Lun Sword Cultivator not movements, he already by sword essence locking of Wei Sheng.
„How am I very curious you to discover my?”
His sound hoarse dry, is very coarse, his whole body not imposing manner, like an average person. However his these words, acknowledged own status without doubt.
„My sword recognizes you.”
Wei Sheng lightly said.
The voice just fell, he and Kun Lun Sword Cultivator surrounding space, changed to a nihility, limitless void.
„Passed on a message Void Sword Sect to have sixth-grade Sword Scripture, named 【Void Sword Scripture】, Has not thought that you can another loom, the upper building, your Sect Master and Martial Uncle have the knowledge in the netherworld, thinks that also will feel gratified.” Kun Lun Sword Cultivator with a smile, selfish [say / way].
The Wei Sheng tiger body shakes.
Is congealed such as in the iron eye to float off gradually the deep sorrowful color, grips the palm knuckle of Black Sword, because makes an effort to turn white, shivers slightly.
Endless void shivers, has not the steady sign faintly.
On the Kun Lun Sword Cultivator face is hanging the smiling face, strolls to crawl, just likes strolls, calm utmost.
„Was only a pity that you cannot say goodbye their one eyes, your Senior Brother younger brother, all completely falls into the hand of Demon Race, becomes the Demon Race captive. Void Sword Sect also inherited for several hundred years, hence the annihilation, making one regret.”
Wei Sheng did not say a word, was only on the face scarlet along with the words of opposite party, removed little.
The Kun Lun Sword Cultivator faint smile looks at Wei Sheng, in information, Wei Sheng disposition firm and resolute like iron, is extremely tenacious, but extremely heavy friendship, this is he biggest weakness!
sword essence is ancient, ten thousand th exists forever, the thing of friendship common custom, if sword essence were contaminated by it, forever is unable to reach the pinnacle.
What a pity a good son!
On Kun Lun Sword Cultivator face smiling face as before, but in the pupil sheet ice is cold, does not have a sentiment.
A transparent small sword of Bo Ru cicada wing, when does not know, appears, in he holds.
Just wanted to begin, he fainted from fear suddenly, in the ice-cold pupil flashed through one to palpitate suddenly.
Present Wei Sheng, the aura has the astonishing change suddenly.
The distant desolate aura, is pinching the deep sadness, wells up from endless void, changes to the faint trace continuously, submerges Black Sword in his hand.
A Black Sword suddenly sinking cry!
If ancient times Wasteland Beast neighed, the cruel savage aura was dreadful, the strong smell of blood, seeped out from the sword blade, integrates the surrounding darkness to be void.
Almost suddenly, catches dark void wipes the garnet.
The body of Wei Sheng shivers fiercely, the face whiten, seems the whole body blood is found time. However he is shaking the hand of Black Sword, actually likes the rock, is entirely still.
Kun Lun Sword Cultivator gains ground fiercely, he just likes sees Wei Sheng behind, one like the mountain peak giant blood sword, drifts motionless.
Faint trace blood continuously, trickles following blood, the cruel bloody aura, making his sword heart instinct tremble.
This is......
The Wei Sheng flood red eye, turns dark red, turns again dark red, until turns into the black again.
Before being similar, endless void general profound black.
Dreadful killing intent and smell of blood, as if suddenly vanish, Wei Sheng behind giant blood sword, is similar to the illusory image vanishes does not see.
Only then periphery is bringing scarlet void, making the human know that a moment ago that was not an illusion.
Kun Lun Sword Cultivator opening mouth, cannot believe looks at Wei Sheng, that appearance like damn general.
„Murdering Divine Blood Sword...... how possible......”
He muttered, the look was pale.
The Wei Sheng facial expression restores as usual, Black Sword in his heart, all over the body blood red, but surrounding void, catches several points of red. But on the blood sword, a young 1st baby, sits cross-legged to sit, among the features and Wei Sheng are very similar.
Nascent Soul!
At this time, he succeeded breakthrough Nascent Soul!
The Wei Sheng sword essence boundary, in his cultivation is above the boundary. Then is these by Demon Race that he defeats, cannot think, match who they face, unexpectedly is also only Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivator.
Until today, hears Sect Master and Martial Uncle sad news suddenly, in the heart the grief and indignation, causes in the hand the Black Sword resonance, killing intent that in Black Sword rushes, breaks through the hindrance of his within the body instantaneously.
Before although he in heart also some unlucky guesses, but has not obtained Sect Master their definite news, but also had several points to hope. Until was divulged by the opposite party, Wei Sheng that heart Bei Ruo dies, actually loses the last hindrance and scruples. Between he and Black Sword last barrier, was broken.
The long-time accumulation and perceiving through meditation of these days life and death edge, making his breakthrough successful.
Kun Lun Sword Cultivator wants to make the Wei Sheng mind expose weaknesses, but he has not thought absolutely that actually becomes the Wei Sheng breakthrough turning point.
„Murdering Divine Blood Sword, you called this name.”
Wei Sheng caresses in the hand lightly Black Sword, muttered. Black Sword feels in the Wei Sheng heart sad, killing intent is even more blazing, humming sound the play trembles, faint trace blood continuously, infiltrates from the sword blade, in an instant, the sword blade bloodstain is motley.
The blood on sword blade, as if there is unusual aura.
If Zuo Mo in this, will certainly discover that this type of aura, is the Divine Power aura! Pure incomparable Divine Power aura!
This faint trace continuously blood, is it Bao Yin various clan Totem powerhouses' blood ten thousand years ago!
Kun Lun Sword Cultivator finally restores soberly, but his quick complexion is paler, he unexpectedly by the Wei Sheng comprehensive suppression!
Surroundings crimson void, like giant pincers, stubbornly is suppressing him.
Is impossible!
Even if Murdering Divine Blood Sword, is impossible so tyrannicalally!
......
A fearful thought flashes through in his mind.
In this time, Wei Sheng gains ground exactly.
In an instant, Kun Lun Sword Cultivator only thinks that Wei Sheng and surrounding report are crimson, merge into one organic whole.
Really...... His breakthrough!
„Master Martial Uncle on, under Void Sword blood, disciple Wei Sheng, by the Kun Lun blood sacrifice!”
This is last few words that Kun Lun Sword Cultivator hears.
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