Saint Ancestor of All Demons

The momentum and knife skills of this knife are different from the knife skills that Wang Sheng used before. The previous knife skills were like a slowly burning flame, advancing slowly.

At this moment, it suddenly broke out, just like a mountain fire that was difficult to extinguish suddenly met with a strong wind. The fire broke out instantly with the wind, and the power was multiplied.

Yamashita Mu's face changed in shock, and he was horrified. He just thought he had caught the opponent's weakness and slashed that knife. Who knew that the weakness just now was deliberately left to him by the opponent.

The swift knife light, the knife momentum was like an eruption of strong wind and mountain fire, and it swept in front of him instantly. Yamashita Mu had no other idea except to use his body skills to avoid such knife skills.

Suddenly, a lightning fell from the sky behind him, and the lightning actually made a sound of a knife ringing.

It turned out to be Yamashita Mu's Cang Lei samurai sword. The knife light was like lightning, and it was chopped instantly at a speed that exceeded the speed of light by many times.

Wang Sheng's face changed slightly. When did the opponent's Cang Lei knife appear in the void behind him?

This guy's reaction was also extremely fast. How could such a swordsmanship be ranked outside the top 100?

What Wang Sheng didn't know was that after becoming Xiang Chen's servant, Shanxia Mu had been beaten by Xiang Chen countless times over the years, and his swordsmanship was also improving at a rapid speed amidst the constant attacks.

Although there were many perverted beasts in Luoying Country, their learning ability was really strong.

Wang Sheng's thoughts were flowing in his mind, and his body's reaction speed was faster than his brain. His footsteps suddenly burst out with power and took a step forward, breaking through the sky like lightning, and suddenly distanced himself from Shanxia Mu. Shanxia Mu's Cang Lei turned into lightning and chopped into nothing, and the sword light almost chopped Wang Sheng.

Shanxia Mu couldn't help but sigh that Wang Sheng's strength was indeed strong. He was worthy of being a swordsmanship master who had lived for tens of millions of years. If he competed with the masters on the current young generation of masters, the opponent's strength might also be ranked in the top 70.

When Wang Sheng and Shanxia Mu were pulling away, his body suddenly turned into a flame and shot over, and his sword turned into red lightning and chopped at Shanxia Mu to counterattack.

Yamashita Mu shouted angrily, swinging his sword to face the enemy head-on, as fast as lightning, as strong as thunder, and his sword skills were as majestic as thunder and rain, with lightning flashing everywhere.

Wang Sheng was not willing to be outdone, and he fought back, sometimes like a sky fire, sometimes like a dormant earth fire waiting for a fatal blow.

Both of them fought with all their strength, and this powerful sword skills shocked some first-class masters of Yuehua Sect in the distance. It is worthy of being a figure at the level of a grandmaster. Such sword skills are really like immortals.

Many first-class masters asked in their hearts that if they went up to meet the sword, they would probably be killed instantly.

"Thousand Tribulations One Sword Flow!"

Suddenly, Yamashita Mu's sword skills changed drastically, and the whole person burst out with a sword intent that defied the heavens.

Originally, he followed the will of heaven and earth and borrowed the thunder of heaven and earth to become his own sword!

At this moment, he was going against the will of heaven and forcibly demanding the thunder power of heaven and earth for his own use. His sword skills instantly became overbearing and unlike his style.

This sword gathered countless thunderbolts like divine punishment, and its momentum was irresistible and too fast to defend.

The void where the sword light passed through appeared a trace of lightning, condensing and flashing between heaven and earth.

Boom boom——!

The momentum of the sword technique suddenly exploded like a clear sky splitting the earth, shocking people. The sword light gathered to form a thunder dragon, and countless lightning sword qi condensed to form a thunder dragon, which fell with a domineering and unmatched momentum.

Wang Sheng's pupils shrank, and the sword technique was swung out. The power of heaven and earth condensed into countless sword lights, interweaving to form a sword light barrage to resist.

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This piece of sword light intertwined, wrapped like a huge sky net, trying to block, trap, and restrain the thunder dragon. The hot sword qi and sword light burned every part of the world.

The blue lightning blade ripped the sky apart, and the lightning in the sky was like a silver dance. This thousand calamities of thunder actually came from Xiang Chen's Wanjie Lei Dao, but this Shanxia Mu was a man who would flatter his master. His master was Wanjie, so as a subordinate, he naturally could not be more domineering than his master, and he was also called Wanjie or Wanwanjie.

He named this sword technique the Thousand Tribulations One Sword Flow.

This sword was fierce and domineering, and the sword intent also got some of the true teachings of Xiang Chen's Wanjie Immortal Dao. The sword force was domineering and fierce, and it fiercely impacted the sword curtain formed by the opponent's sword light, breaking through all obstacles.

"Cut!!"

Boom——!

Shanxia Mu's clothes were shattered by the thunder sword energy and sword light that he burst out. The lightning and lightning surrounded all gathered in the sword, and he attacked with all his strength.

This roar was also like a thunder explosion, carrying a majestic momentum, shaking people's hearts.

In the flame sword curtain, a lightning sword light penetrated the defense, overlapped and intertwined, and cut Wang Sheng's body.

Wang Sheng's protective heaven and earth energy was broken, and the lightning blade light was bright, and the dazzling lightning illuminated the dim world, which was actually somewhat beautiful.

Grandmaster Wang Sheng only felt a burning pain in his chest. Looking down, the flesh on his chest had been torn apart, a piece of charred black, the bones were cut off, and the person was struck backwards.

Yamashita Mu instantly turned into eight-sided lightning, swinging his sword from eight directions to kill at the same time.

"Eight mountains surround the sea!"

Wang Sheng blocked five of the eight swords, and was hit by three swords, and his body was torn open by three wounds.

"This is impossible!!"

Wang Sheng roared in his heart. He had been immersed in swordsmanship for tens of millions of years, but he was not as good as Yamashita Mu, a vassal grandson of a small country who was not even in the top 100 of the young grandmaster list?

In the following fights, Wang Sheng fell into a disadvantage and was almost suppressed by Yamashita Mu.

"Old Zhang, help!" Wang Sheng yelled. He saw multiple wounds all over his body, and blood was flowing out of his seven orifices. He was extremely embarrassed.

Buzz!

A ray of sword light came in an instant, penetrating and killing Yamashita Mu's head.

Yamashita Mu swung his sword in a circle to resist, and deflected the sword. Then countless sword lights appeared in the void, and they attacked him densely.

Yamashitagi wielded his Cang Lei katana and kept blocking the rapid attacks.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing gray clothes, one hand clasped to form a sword finger, and he could continuously move the magic power of the world. His cultivation level was at the late stage of the eternal world, and his sword skills were powerful.

The master of swordsmanship, Zhang Xuanming!

Zhang Xuanming's sword skills saved the siege, and Wang Sheng got a chance to breathe. When the opponent attacked fiercely, he also swung his sword to kill the mountain tree.

Yamashitagi had to face the attack of two strong men and immediately fell into a difficult situation. Wang Sheng was not much weaker than him in the first place, and it took a hard battle to gain the upper hand.

Now there is another kendo master named Zhang Xuanming whose fighting power is comparable to that of a great master. The pressure on the mountain has skyrocketed. This kind of pressure is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"How can this tree under the mountain reach the top 60 in the list of young masters in terms of combat prowess? Did he hide his strength in the past?" He Yuehua, who was paying attention to the overall situation on a tall building, was secretly surprised.