Chapter 177 The Name of the Sword God

"Sword God Ling Sheng!"

"Kill Ling Sheng!"

Suddenly, there were two whispers coming from a distance.

Ling Sheng looked up and saw two escapes flying towards him.

It must be the people who can ride the wind and drive the clouds.

Fortunately, the person is not from the soul refining sect, and his breath is very messy. He must be a scattered monk in southern Xinjiang. Both of them are about 40 years old, with similar breaths, and they are about brothers who have learned the same inheritance.

Without saying a word, one of them hit *, instantly rose to a radius of ten feet, and fell from the top of Ling Sheng's head.

The other one is not slow, raising your hand is a spear, shooting over.

Ling Sheng played a sword spirit and blocked the spear. The * above the sky was crushing down. Before he arrived, Ling Sheng slapped the bird on the head.

Feather birds will fall to the mountain and fall into the forest.

"Want to escape?"

A Yunang Sanren held it*, sneered, and landed in the mountains and forests.

Another Yunguang Sanren's spear was damaged, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he was as fast as an aurora and fell into the mountains and forests in an instant.

"It is said that Ling Sheng is known as the god of swords, and his skills are extraordinary, but he didn't expect to be a hidden person. In other words, even if he is a disciple of immortals, where can he go?"

The Yunang scattered man holding * laughed loudly and also landed.

Suddenly, the white light flashed in the forest.

I saw a figure flying up in the sky.

It is the Yunang Sanren who chased away before.

Just flew more than 20 feet high and fell down again.

"Brother?"

The Yun Gangsan man holding * can see clearly that his brother has been out of breath. The front and back of his chest and abdomen are transparent, and the internal organs are completely gone. Immediately his eyes are about to crack and quickly fall down.

The forest is quiet, and the wind is silent.

A huge bird, lying on the ground, trembling and frightened.

Yun ang Sanren only glanced at the bird, then withdrew his eyes and glanced around.

The bird has a huge body, but it does not dare to be presumptuous. He lies low on the ground and is very frightened. Previously, the young man on his head just raised his hand and hit eight white light swords and gathered in one place to penetrate the chest and abdomen of the person who is comparable to a big demon. The residual power is even more powerful, which actually made the body high. Dozens of feet fell into the forest again.

However, Ling Sheng fell into the mountains and immediately flashed into the depths of the forest and disappeared.

The bird also wanted to hide its own home, but it was huge and was about to spread its wings and escape first, but it was intercepted by the Yunang Sanren who held down.

The feather bird scolded endlessly, but did not dare to act rashly.

Yun Gang was furious. The two brothers practiced together for more than 70 years. They got the same inheritance and finally became Yun Gang. Together, they were really famous in southern Xinjiang. Unexpectedly, they lost their hand in the hands of a royal junior. How can the two brothers not hurt people?

Yunang scattered people glanced at each other and finally couldn't find a trace of Ling Sheng. He said coldly, "Jior, don't you dare to come out? In that case, I will smash the mountain forest dozens of miles and see how you can be invisible.

The * in his hand rose again, overwhelming many trees.

This Yunang scattered man slowly rose to the air, and his hand * rose to more than 20 feet, but it still rose.

"I flattened this area. Let's see how you hide!"

When the words fell, I heard a faint voice saying, "The time limit has passed. Since you can't find me, it's my turn to find you."

Yun Guangsan was slightly stunned, and the corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of a figure jumping on the treetops, jumped again, and then more than ten feet higher.

"Ling Sheng?"

Somehow, this Yunang scattered person felt a chill in his heart.

Then, the * held above his head immediately weighed more than ten times, crushing him down.

Ling Sheng was full of energy, stepping on * and exerting force.

Yun Gangsan was blocked by *, but he also knew that Ling Sheng was on top of *, but * suddenly became more than ten times heavier, which made him unable to stand in the air. Although he tried his best to push up, his body could not stop falling and slowly.

* has risen to more than 30 feet at this time. Although the mana injection has stopped and no longer rises, this Yungang Sanren is trying his best to fight against Ling Sheng and has not recovered his mana, so * is more than 30 feet in size.

It is more than 30 feet in radius and covers many trees.

* Under pressure, many trees are being pressed down.

There was a noise in the forest, and many treetops broke one after another.

Then * pressed down again, many thick trees burst into pieces, and only a few special trees with solid torso, unstable roots and slightly soft soil were crushed into the ground to avoid the end of the tree bursting.

Yunang San's face was sweaty and finally landed.

With a foothold, there is a chance to breathe.

He supported his arms, just like supporting the sky.

Ling Sheng stepped on top of *, and the pressure fell.

The two were in a stalemate for a while.

"Break!"

Ling Sheng suddenly drank, and two swords were released under his feet, penetrating* and stabbing the Yunang Sanren's arms.

*There was a lot of pressure, and he immediately pressed down and pressed the scattered man into the ground.

Unfortunately, Ling Sheng emitted two sword spirits, and his body could not form nine sword spirits. The remaining momentum of the swords could not reflect each other and could not converge into a qi. Otherwise, the pressure of the qi would be enough to crush this life.

* Lost mana manipulation and dissipated in an instant, leaving only a small palm-sized*.

The house was more than 30 feet, and the ground was in a mess. The trees collapsed, and the broken trunks were all pressed into the ground. However, after heavy pressure, the earth looks extremely flat.

Ling Sheng stood in the middle of the ruins and looked under the soil.

A embarrassed figure struggled out of the soil and was kicked down by Ling Sheng.

Ling Sheng asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

The people of Yunang instinctively drove into the clouds and were spotless, but the man in front of him was full of dust and fell into the ground. Then he got out and was kicked down again. His heart was incomparable humiliation. He turned his head and did not speak.

"I have no grudge against you and I don't know each other. Why did you kill me?"

This person still doesn't want to speak.

The black monkey smiled and said, "There was no resentment in the past and no hatred recently, but after this time, you will have a big hatred with them."

Ling Sheng said, "I'm not good at forcing questions, or you come."

The monkey grinned and said, "Look at Master Monkey's means."

Ling Sheng hummed, looked for a place and sat down cross-legged.

In the air, the frightened feather bird fell again.

Ling Sheng raised his hand and threw out a bottle of grass essence and said, "I have no choice but to leave you. This is a compensation for the time being. This time I enter the interior of Zhongtang Mountain, you can go by yourself."

The feather bird calmed down for a moment and suddenly shook its head.

Ling Sheng was stunned and thought that the monkey's means were powerful. He not only subdued the bird, but also made him loyal. In addition to his admiration, he couldn't help laughing and said, "In this case, you can wait for me to come out of Zhongtang Mountain."

The feather bird nodded and sang in a low voice.

Ling Sheng took out a maggot from the wooden house and handed it to the bird.

The bird opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"This worm has a mother. You just swallowed the worm and have a feeling with the mother worm. In the future, I will look for you, or you will come to find me, and it will be much easier." Ling Sheng said, "At this moment, the battle between good and evil in the middle of the mountain is bound to be chaotic. You are a monster, especially large and easy to be injured. Leave first, and I will look for you in the future."

The bird nodded gently and spread its wings away.

Ling Sheng released the black Xi brother in the wooden house and said, "This place is already Zhongtang Mountain. I can see more than 300 miles of the mountain, and I'm afraid that the battle will turn upside down inside. Even on the outside of the mountain, there is also a lot of fighting. In my opinion, it is to keep my brother in the wooden house."

Hei Xi shook his head and smiled, "Brother, I understand your kindness. But it's not easy to disobey the master's edict. I still have to show up.

When Ling Sheng saw his look, he knew that this steady brother's cultivation soared after refining his body, and his mentality was also different. It seemed that he intended to fight with others and consider the results of his practice. Ling Sheng thought, "That's not bad. You can't hide your brother in the wooden house forever?"

At this moment, the black monkey summoned the red wolf, and the red wolf opened its mouth to bite the scattered man into two pieces and swallowed it.

After receiving the red wolf, the black monkey's face was broken.

Ling Sheng's heart is not good.

Sure enough, the black monkey said, "It's troublesome."

Hei Xi was also shocked when he heard it.

"The Soul Refining Sect issued an edict, but all the disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, if they kill the sword god Ling Sheng, can get a volume of fairy family classics and worship the ancestors of the immortals. If an elder kills Ling Sheng, he can get a volume of fairy family classics and extend his life for 30 years.

"If you are outside the sect, no matter who you are, as long as you take Ling Sheng's head, you can exchange it for a volume of fairy family classics, a fairy elixir, and you can also worship the soul refining sect."

Hei Xi listened and immediately took a breath of cold air.

Fairy classics are rare in the world, even within the immortal sect, and they are also core true disciples that can be taught. It is a great blessing to worship under the immortal gate.

Thirty years of longevity, needless to say. I'm afraid that many old monsters approaching Shouyuan are searching for Ling Sheng's traces, especially those old monsters that are expected to break through but are limited by Shouyuan. Once they can live for 30 years, they are expected to break through.

The scattered practitioners groped for the way of practice by themselves, sometimes making mistakes and difficult to walk an inch, and the soul refining sect is comparable to the immortal sect. If they can worship the soul refining sect, there will be hope in this life of practice.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of many people, Ling Sheng is a living opportunity. Once this edict is issued, Ling Sheng is afraid that it will be difficult to walk within the southern border.

Ling Sheng lowered his head and was silent. After a long time, he raised his head and asked, "Sword God?"

The black monkey also had no smile and looked solemn. He nodded and said, "The Soul Refining Sect gave you the name of Sword God."

"It's the old man in gray." Ling Shenghan said, "Before he left, he gave me the name of Sword God."

I heard that the old man in gray, the black monkey's face is also cold.

Brother Heixi's heart was as shocked as earthly. I never thought that my younger brother had made such an amazing achievement, which made the Soul Refining Sect also issue an edict to take his head.