Chapter 4747

Ding Beichun grinned, and his eyes never left the Tai Luo sword. "Don't worry, there is no real sword that Ding Beichun can't handle in the world."

"In other words, if you can use such a real sword, I'm afraid brother Jian has realized his swordsmanship."

The little emperor smiled, and then picked his eyebrows and said, "Beichun, if I say his Kendo sword meaning, the future will not be under your master, do you believe it?"

Ding Beichun raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang with disbelief. "Surpass my master? Brother Yan, don't laugh. So far, I haven't seen anyone who can surpass my master in kendo."

"Then you just see it now." Said the little emperor.

Ding Beichun's eyes became brighter and brighter. "Brother Jian, are you a sword fairy?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Jianxian can't talk about it. At most, it's just that he has his own perception of Jiandao."

"That's great. I practiced Kendo with my master earlier, and then I began to cast my sword when Kendo stopped," Ding Beichun said. "Brother Jian, how about we have a duel? I haven't duel with others for too long."

"Nonsense, we come here," the little emperor was stopped by jianwushuang before he finished speaking.

He said, "we just don't have anything to do. It's OK for brother Beichun and I to have a duel here."

"I'm going to prepare now." With these words, Ding Beichun rushed to the furnace tripod which was tens of thousands of feet high.

Manipulating Juli to turn the tripod cover, Ding Beichun directly threw the Tarot sword in in a hurry, and then quickly returned to the two men.

"I said, you just threw the sword in like this. It's okay?" The little emperor was puzzled.

"Don't worry, if you want to cast the sword again, the first step is to melt the sword embryo. I have my own discretion." Ding Beichun was already a little impatient, "brother Jian, let's start?"

Jian Wushuang smiled and nodded. A slight step away was a hundred feet away, and the formation had already been opened.

Ding Beichun didn't say much anymore. With one hand, a real sword broke through the sky and fell into his hand.

Holding the real sword, his whole breath was frozen, like a box of Jue sword, and he kept going.

The iron filings fell off, slowly revealing a heroic cheek. The fine red upper body seemed to have a Kendo flow, and the flowing clouds and water lines were flowing.

The sword peerless held his breath, and the invisible long sword condensed from the illusion of peerless Kendo appeared in his hand.

When Ding Beichun saw this scene, his eyes were brighter and he was able to solidify the sword. Even if he watched countless swords, he had seen them only a few times.

And those who can do this are all sword cultivation abilities.

The little emperor looked at this scene of killing, but retreated.

Sword crazy relative, no one can dissuade.

At the next moment, Ding Beichun took the lead and came with a vast sword.

Just for a moment, the two swords collided and hit each other.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

It seems that a sword collides, but in fact it has done tens of thousands of moves!

The sharp long sword opened and closed. At the moment, Ding Beichun seemed to be immersed in casting a sword, and quickly cut down a sword without any fancy.

If it were for any Yan Xian chess game, I'm afraid it would have disappeared under this chop.

Rao Shijian unparalleled felt great pressure. This guy can not only swing the hammer, but also swing the sword without hesitation.

Although the sword unparalleled did not retreat under this wide opening and closing chop, the ground under his feet had already cracked a deep gully.

However, in the next pair of hits, Ding Beichun's real sword was no longer able to adapt to such a high-intensity confrontation, and was directly cut into two sections by the unparalleled sword.

"Happy." Ding Beichun, who was driven back by a sword for a hundred feet, laughed loudly, threw away the broken sword and then received a real sword from the sky.

"Brother Jian, next is my sword intention." He said in a deep voice, and the flowing clouds and water lines on his body began to surge.

The Yanli in the whole graben seemed to be awakened by him, carrying a huge amount of purplish red magma, which embodied a noble appearance behind him.

The unspeakable heavy pressure came on the pavement, and the sword unparalleled right foot retreated half a step, and the invisible long sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him.

Facing the ten thousand feet high treasure in front of him, he was extremely calm, as if he had been used to it.

After condensing this treasure of sword meaning, Ding Beichun directly held up the real sword in his hand and cut it to the unparalleled sword.

"Boom!"

The space is tearing, the purple magma is surging, and what the zunbaoxiang holds in his hand is not a long sword, but a blunt instrument.

It was like the blunt weapon of a great hammer hit heavily, and the sword unparalleled also called out the meaning of Xinghe lake sea sword at this moment.

The meaning of the star sword was out, and an unparalleled beauty of the same size came, and his palms were folded together and bravely attacked.

Xiaodijun saw this scene, and the next moment he jumped directly and flew away.

"Boom!"

The unparalleled martyrdom burst, and the two treasures disappeared together, causing the world to vibrate, and the endless vigorous wind violently tore open the space.

Almost at the same time that the two treasures collided, a Ranger in black broke open and died, resolutely cutting at Ding Beichun.

"Zheng!"

Ding Beichun hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and did not think that the real sword in his hand was directly cut into two sections.

A sword tip, which seemed to be condensed by flowing clouds, then hit his neck.

Everything is really too fast, from the first confrontation to the first collision of kendo, but it's only 100% time.

But it is in this interest rate period that the current situation has formed.

The sword unparalleled against his neck, even if it can't directly kill him, it can definitely inflict heavy damage.

Once a collision at this level is hit hard, there will be only ten deaths and no life.

But Ding Beichun couldn't believe it. He was defeated like this. He was defeated at one go.

He was a little oppressed, and it was clear that he just used the first style of kendo, which became the current situation.

And the unparalleled sword also left him a deep enough impression.

It's a very strong opponent with a ruthless hand and no hesitation at all.

It seemed that Ding Beichun saw the suffocation in his eyes, and the sword peerless smiled, carrying the long sword back hundreds of feet away.

"Come again."

Ding Beichun's eyes lit up. Although he had known the unparalleled gap between himself and Jian, he was unwilling to give up such an opportunity and chose to fight again.

This time, he no longer took the real sword from the sky, but slowly condensed an invisible long sword like a sword.

This is condensed by our own Kendo perception, and it is the blade that best fits our own.

But because there is no figurative blade, the power it exerts is extremely unstable.

For example, at present, although Ding Beichun also condenses an invisible long sword, the meaning of the sword fluctuates violently, and it seems that it may disperse at any time.

But the invisible long sword with unparalleled sword has never been said to be unstable.

This is the desperate sword idea he realized in the land of great sorrow, which has been tempered to the top.