Wei Sheng walked down the street, and the crowd around him cast awe-inspiring glances. Wei Sheng is now famous in the Demon Realm, and so far, he has not lost a single defeat.

There were more than twenty masters who fell under his sword.

Many of them are well-known and proud. After winning consecutive battles, Wei Sheng's prestige is unprecedented.

From the beginning of the initiative to fight, to now being challenged, it only took him a few months.

For Wei Sheng, the demons really don't have too much bad feelings. He is taciturn, resolute as iron, without the slightest pretentiousness, simple and frugal in style, without the slightest arrogance, with an extraordinary dedication to the pursuit of power, and a devotion to the sword that is moving. And he is a bright and upright person, although he has defeated twenty masters in a row, few people have died under his sword.

In the eyes of the proud demons, Wei Sheng has almost all the advantages that all demons admire.

Such a character is a demon, and it is difficult to give birth to a disgusted heart. Many demons secretly sighed, such characters, if it was a demon, how good it would be.

He's so powerful again!

After losing twenty generals in a row, many people are already speculating that he has no opponents under the commander rank.

Do you really want to be handsome?

However, more people think that this statement is not interesting, which commander is not in power? They are busy expanding and fighting at this time, who has time to compete with a sword cultivator?

Maybe Wei Sheng's strength is infinitely close to the handsome rank, but even if there is a line of separation, this gap is insurmountable.

The eyes of the big men were more focused on the battle between Jiang Zhe and Xiao Mogo. In their opinion, a master like Wei Sheng is certainly appreciated, but if he does not step into the period of resumption, he will not have any real impact on the whole situation. But the victory or defeat of Mogo's battle will directly change the situation.

If Laughing Mogo wins, his prestige will skyrocket, and he will become the first person in the new generation of warriors in the Demon Realm. And the decline of the Hanging Temple cannot be stopped.

And if the Hanging Temple wins, the demon clan will be defeated again and again on the battlefield, Jiang Zhe's prestige will be heavier, and the Hanging Temple will be stronger. And the laughing Mogo has nowhere to go.

The level of attention that this battle received far exceeded Wei Sheng's competition.

Wei Sheng was not affected by this, and these factors were never in the scope of his attention. He took the stage as usual, quietly waiting for his opponent to arrive.

He sat cross-legged, the black sword floating beside him.

Who his opponent is today, he does not know. He had never collected information on any of his opponents, and it didn't mean anything to him. He is to sharpen his sword intent, not to win or lose, and mere victory has no value to him.

The heart is like a void, and a small black sword hangs in the void. If you look closely, you will find that it is a small version of the black sword. But unlike the violent and bloodthirsty black sword, this little black sword has begun to take on majesty.

The sword is like an endless void!

Immense, deep, endless!

No empty sword intent!

His Voidless Sword Intent had surpassed any generation of predecessors of the Voidless Sect and reached an unprecedented height. The six-grade sword technique, in his hands, is undergoing a transformation.

Suddenly, the little black sword trembled slightly.

A wave of voidless sword intent, which was so faint that it was almost imperceptible, was like a ripple, swinging out in all directions.

Everything around him came to Wei Sheng's mind.

In the dense crowd, a person is very clear.

This person is spying on himself!

The little black sword and Wei Sheng's heart were connected, and they seemed to sense something, and they trembled.

Sword Intent!

This person is a sword cultivator, and it is a Kunlun sword cultivator!

His eyes were full of imperceptible hostility, but what made the little black sword react like this was the faint smell of the Kunlun Sword on his body, which could not be distinguished by the naked eye, but in the void of the sword, this trace of smell was so eye-catching.

Kunlun won't give up, he has long understood.

However, Kunlun probably didn't expect that he wouldn't give up.

Wei Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his resolute eyes flashed with a chilling essence.

Now that you're here, don't think about leaving!

Wei Sheng stood up, and the black sword seemed to be attracted, and flew into his palm.

The demons in the audience were stunned for a while, the first time they saw Wei Sheng before the competition, there would be other actions. In previous competitions, before the opponent arrived, Wei Sheng would sit on the ground with his eyes closed and motionless like a rock.

What does he want to do?

The demons all showed puzzled expressions.

At this moment, I heard Wei Sheng's clear drink, which spread throughout the audience.

"Kunlun Sword Cultivator, when will he become a hidden person?"

The black sword in Wei Sheng's hand pointed at the Kunlun Sword Cultivator hidden in the crowd.

Kunlun Sword Cultivation!

The demons in the audience were in an uproar.

The word Kunlun, for thousands of years, has brought endless pain to the demons.

Where the tip of Wei Sheng's sword pointed, the crowd parted like a tide, revealing the Kunlun Sword Cultivator in the crowd.

Medium in stature, not good-looking, it looks no different from ordinary demons, and when placed in the crowd, it will quickly disappear.

Kunlun Sword Cultivator didn't make any other moves, he had been locked by Wei Sheng's sword intent.

"I'm curious how you found me?"

His voice was hoarse and dry, very ugly, and he had no momentum in his body, just like an ordinary person. But his words undoubtedly admit his identity.

"My sword knows you. ”

Wei Sheng said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the space around him and Kunlun Sword Cultivation had turned into a void, boundless void.

"It is rumored that there is a six-grade sword technique in the Wukong Sword Gate, called [Wukong Sword Technique], I didn't expect you to be able to take another opportunity and go to the next level, your head and uncles know about it under the spring, and they must also feel gratified. Kunlun Sword Cultivator smiled and groaned, taking care of himself.

Wei Shenghu's body was shocked.

A deep look of grief gradually appeared in his eyes that were as solid as iron, and the knuckles of the palm holding the black sword turned white and trembled slightly because he was too hard.

The Endless Void shuddered, and there were faint signs of instability.

Kunlun Jianxiu had a shallow smile on his face, strolling slowly, like a leisurely stroll, calmly.

"It's a pity that you didn't be able to see them again, and even your senior brothers fell into the hands of the demons and became prisoners of the demons. The Voidless Sword Gate has also been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is regrettable that it has been annihilated so far. ”

Wei Sheng didn't say a word, but the blood on his face faded little by little with the other party's words.

Kunlun Jianxiu looked at Wei Sheng with a smile, in the intelligence, Wei Sheng's character is as resolute as iron, extremely tenacious, but extremely affectionate, this is his biggest weakness!

The sword intent is eternal, eternal and eternal, love and righteousness are just worldly things, if the sword intent is contaminated, it will never be able to reach the peak.

It's a pity that a good boy!

The smile on Kunlun Jianxiu's face was still the same, but his eyes were cold, and there was no trace of emotion.

A small transparent sword as thin as a cicada's wing, at some point, appeared in his palm.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly realized that a trace of throbbing suddenly flashed in his cold eyes.

Wei Sheng in front of him, his aura suddenly changed amazingly.

The distant and desolate breath, carrying a deep sadness, surged from the endless void, turning into wisps of black sword that sank into his hand.

The black sword suddenly roared!

Like the roar of an ancient desolate beast, the violent and ferocious aura was monstrous, and the heavy smell of blood seeped out from the sword body and melted into the surrounding dark void.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the dark void was dyed a dark red.

Wei Sheng's body trembled violently, and his face turned pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained. But his hand holding the black sword was like a rock, and it didn't move.

Kunlun Jian Xiu raised his head suddenly, and he suddenly saw a huge blood sword like a mountain peak behind Wei Sheng, floating and not moving.

Wisps of blood dripped down the blood, and the violent and bloody breath made his sword heart instinct tremble.

This is......

Wei Sheng's reddened eyes turned crimson, then dark red, and then black.

Black as deep as the Endless Void before.

The monstrous killing intent and the smell of blood seemed to disappear suddenly, and the huge blood sword behind Wei Sheng also disappeared like a phantom.

Only the blood-colored void around it let people know that the scene just now was not an illusion.

Kunlun Jianxiu opened his mouth wide and looked behind Wei Sheng in disbelief, looking like a ghost.

"God-killing Blood Sword...... How could it be ......"

He muttered to himself, his face pale.

Wei Sheng's expression returned to normal, the black sword in his heart was blood-red all over, and the surrounding void was also dyed a little red. On the blood sword, a baby one size smaller sat cross-legged, and his eyebrows were very similar to Wei Sheng.

Yuan Baby!

At this time, he successfully broke through the Yuan Baby!

Wei Sheng's sword intent realm has always been above his cultivation realm. Even those demons who were defeated by him couldn't imagine that the opponent they faced was just a Jindan stage sword cultivator.

Until today, when he suddenly heard the bad news of the head and his uncles, he felt sad and angry in his heart, which caused the resonance of the black sword in his hand, and the surging killing intent in the black sword instantly broke through the obstacles in his body.

Although he also had ominous speculations in his heart before, he still had some hope that he had not received the confirmed news from the head of the house. Until he was told by the other party, Wei Sheng, who was sad to death, lost the last bit of obstacle and scruples. The last trace of the gap between him and the black sword was also broken.

The long-term accumulation and the understanding on the edge of life and death during this period of time made his breakthrough a matter of course.

Kunlun Sword Cultivator wanted to use this to expose Wei Sheng's mental flaws, but he definitely didn't expect that it would become an opportunity for Wei Sheng to break through.

"God-killing Blood Sword, that's your name. ”

Wei Sheng stroked the black sword in his hand and muttered to himself. The black sword felt the sadness in Wei Sheng's heart, the killing intent became more and more intense, buzzing and trembling, wisps of blood seeped out from the sword body, and in the blink of an eye, the sword body was mottled with blood.

The blood on the sword's body seemed to have a peculiar aura.

If Zuo Mo was here, he would definitely find that this kind of breath was the breath of divine power!

These wisps of blood are all the blood of the totemic powerhouses of all races that it drank ten thousand years ago!

Kunlun Sword Cultivator finally regained his senses, but his face soon turned even paler, and he was completely suppressed by Wei Sheng!

The crimson void around him was like a huge iron pincer, suppressing him to the death.

No way!

Even if it was a god-killing blood sword, it would never be so strong!

Don't......

A terrible thought crossed his mind.

At this moment, Wei Sheng raised his head.

In an instant, Kunlun Sword Cultivator only felt that Wei Sheng and the surrounding crimson void were fused into one.

Really...... He broke through!

"Master and uncle are above, under the Voidless Sword Blood Realm, disciple Wei Sheng, sacrifice with Kunlun blood!"

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