World of Cultivation

Wei Sheng walked on the street, and the people around him looked at him in awe. Wei Sheng is now famous in the demon world, and so far, he has not lost a single defeat.

More than twenty masters have fallen under his sword.

Many of them are famous and powerful people. After winning consecutive battles, Wei Sheng's reputation was unprecedented.

It only took him a few months from the initial invitation to challenge to the current challenge.

The demons really don't have much ill feelings toward Wei Sheng. He is taciturn, resolute as iron, without any pretense, his style is simple and frugal, without any arrogance, his pursuit of power is extraordinarily persistent, and his devotion to the sword is moving. He was also upright and upright. Although he defeated twenty masters in a row, few people died under his sword.

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

It is difficult for such a person, even a demon, to feel disgusted with him. Many demons secretly lamented that it would be great if such characters were demons.

He is so powerful!

After losing to twenty general-level masters in a row, many people were already speculating that he had no opponent below the commander-level.

Is it really necessary for Shuai Jie to take action?

However, more people think this statement is meaningless. Which commander does not have great 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 level, but even if there is a thin line between him, this gap is insurmountable.

The eyes of the big shots were focused more on the battle between Jiang Zhe and Xiaomo Ge. From their point of view, a master like Wei Sheng is certainly admirable, but if he does not enter the Void Return Stage for a day, he will not have any real impact on the entire situation. But the outcome of Xiao Mo Ge's battle will directly change the situation.

If Xiao Mo Ge wins, his reputation will skyrocket and he will become the number one warrior in the new generation of demon world. The decline of the Hanging Temple cannot be prevented.

And if the Xuankong Temple wins and the demons are defeated again and again on the battlefield, Jiang Zhe's prestige will become stronger, and the Xuankong Temple will become even more powerful. Laughing Mogo has nowhere to go.

This battle received far more attention than Wei Sheng's competition.

Wei Sheng was not affected by this. These factors were never within his attention. He was on the stage as usual, quietly waiting for his opponent to arrive.

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

He didn't know who his opponent was today. He had never collected information on any of his opponents, and it meant nothing to him. He does it to hone his swordsmanship, not to win or lose. Pure victory is of 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 smaller version of the Black Sword. But unlike the violent and bloodthirsty black sword, this little black sword is beginning to take on a majestic appearance.

The sword is like endless void!

Vast, deep, and endless!

Wu Kong Sword Intent!

His Wu Kong Sword Intent has surpassed that of any predecessor of the Wu Kong Sect, reaching an unprecedented height. The sixth-grade sword art was undergoing transformation in his hands.

Suddenly, the little black sword trembled slightly.

A wave of Wu Kong Sword Intent that was so faint that it was almost imperceptible spread out in all directions like ripples.

Everything around him appeared in Wei Sheng's mind.

Among the dense crowd, one person stands out clearly.

This person is spying on me!

The little black sword and Wei Sheng were connected mentally, and seemed to sense something, trembling violently.

Sword intent!

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

His eyes revealed subtle hostility, but what made Little Black Sword react like this was the faint smell of Kunlun Sword on his body. It was indistinguishable to the naked eye, but in the void of the sword, this smell was noticeable. So eye-catching.

Kunlun would not give up, he had long known that.

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

Wei Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp gleam flashed through his determined eyes.

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

Wei Sheng stood up,

The black sword seemed to be attracted and flew into his palm.

The demons in the audience were stunned. This was the first time they saw Wei Sheng making other moves before the competition. In previous competitions, before his opponent arrived, Wei Sheng would sit on the ground with his eyes closed, motionless like a rock.

What does he want to do?

The demons all showed puzzled expressions.

At this moment, Wei Sheng's shout was heard and spread throughout the audience.

"When did the Kunlun Sword Cultivator turn into a hideous person?"

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

Kunlun sword cultivator!

The demon clan in the audience was in an uproar.

The two words Kunlun have brought endless pain to the demon clan for thousands of years.

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

He is of medium stature and has an unattractive appearance. He looks no different from ordinary demons. If he is placed in a crowd, he will disappear quickly.

The Kunlun sword cultivator made no other moves as he was already locked by Wei Sheng's sword intent.

"I'm curious how you found me?"

His voice was hoarse, dry, and very unpleasant. He had no momentum at all, just like an ordinary person. But his words undoubtedly acknowledged his identity.

"My sword knows you."

Wei Sheng said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around him and Kunlun Sword Cultivator had turned into nothingness, an endless void.

"It is rumored that the Wukong Sword Sect has a sixth-grade sword art called [Wukong Sword Art]. I didn't expect you to come up with another Ji Zhu and take it to a higher level. Your sect master and uncles are aware of it under the spring, and they must also feel it. Be happy." The Kunlun sword cultivator smiled and thought to himself.

Wei Sheng's body trembled.

A look of deep sorrow gradually appeared in his eyes as solid as iron, and the knuckles of the palm holding the black sword turned white from too much force and trembled slightly.

The endless void trembled, and there were faint signs of instability.

Kunlun Sword Cultivator had a slight smile on his face and walked slowly, as if he were strolling in a leisurely garden, calmly.

"It's a pity that you didn't get to see them again. Even your senior brothers fell into the hands of the demons and became their prisoners. The Wukong Sword Sect has also been passed down for hundreds of years, and it has been annihilated so far. regret."

Wei Sheng said nothing, but the color on his face faded little by little with the other person's words.

The Kunlun sword cultivator looked at Wei Sheng with a half-smile but not a smile. According to the intelligence, Wei Sheng's character is as resolute as iron and extremely tenacious, but he attaches great importance to friendship. This is his biggest weakness!

The meaning of the sword is eternal and will last forever. Friendship is nothing more than worldly things. If the meaning of the sword is contaminated by it, it will never reach its peak.

What a pity for a good man!

The Kunlun sword cultivator still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.

A small transparent sword as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in his palm at some unknown moment.

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly felt a flash of fear in his cold eyes.

The aura of Wei Sheng in front of him suddenly changed shockingly.

The distant and desolate atmosphere, carrying deep sadness, surged from the endless void, turned into strands, and disappeared into the black sword in his hand.

The black sword suddenly let out a deep cry!

Like the roar of an ancient desolate beast, the aura of violence and ferocity is overwhelming, and the strong smell of blood seeps out from the sword body and blends into the surrounding dark void.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the dark void was stained with a dark red color.

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 as motionless as a rock.

The Kunlun sword cultivator suddenly raised his head, and he suddenly saw a huge blood sword floating motionless like a mountain behind Wei Sheng.

Threads of blood dripped down the blood, and the violent and bloody smell made his sword heart tremble instinctively.

This is……

Wei Sheng's red eyes turned deep red, then dark red, until they turned black again.

Black as deep as the endless void before.

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

Only the bloody void around him made people know that the scene just now was not an illusion.

The Kunlun sword cultivator opened his mouth wide and looked behind Wei Sheng in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

"God-Killing Blood Sword...how is it possible..."

He muttered to himself, looking pale.

Wei Sheng's expression returned to normal. The black sword in his heart was blood red, and the surrounding void was also dyed a bit red. On the Blood Sword, there is a smaller baby sitting cross-legged, with a look very similar to Wei Sheng's.

Nascent Soul!

At this time, he successfully broke through Nascent Soul!

Wei Sheng's sword intention realm has always been above his cultivation realm. Even those demons who were defeated by him never imagined that the opponent they faced was just a Golden Core sword cultivator.

Until today, when he suddenly heard the bad news about the headmaster and his uncles, the grief and anger in his heart resonated with 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 had ominous speculations in his mind before, he still had some hope since he had not received any definite news from the leader or the others. Until the other party revealed it, Wei Sheng, who was heartbroken and heartbroken, lost his last obstacle and scruple. The last barrier between him and Black Sword was also broken.

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

Kunlun Sword Cultivator wanted to use this to expose a flaw in Wei Sheng's mind, but he never expected that it would become an opportunity for Wei Sheng to break through.

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

Wei Sheng stroked the black sword in his hand and murmured to himself. The black sword felt the sadness in Wei Sheng's heart, and the murderous intention became more intense. It hummed and trembled, and strands of blood seeped out from the sword body. In the blink of an eye, the sword body was stained with blood.

The blood on the sword seemed to have a strange aura.

If Zuo Mo were here, he would definitely find that this kind of breath is the breath of divine power! Incomparably pure divine power!

These strands of blood are all the blood of the strong totems of all races that it drank thousands of years ago!

The Kunlun sword cultivator finally regained consciousness, but his face soon turned even paler. He was completely suppressed by Wei Sheng!

The crimson void around him was like a huge iron pincer, suppressing him tightly.

impossible!

Even the God-killing Blood Sword can never be so powerful!

Could it be...

A terrible thought flashed through his mind.

At this moment, Wei Sheng raised his head.

In an instant, the Kunlun sword cultivator felt that Wei Sheng and the crimson void around him merged into one.

Sure enough...he broke through!

"Master and uncle are above, under the Wu Kong Sword Blood Realm, my disciple Wei Sheng is sacrificing the blood of Kunlun!"

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