Chapter 4673? Heavenly Immortal Ding Baiyi? (Part 2)

Then he raised his head, looked at the young man floating like a fairy, and said in a low voice, "Exactly."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly, "It's useless to talk too much. Did you give me the head automatically, or did I pick it up by myself?"

Jian Wushuang was depressed, and already began to suspect that he had the physique to kill.

Step by step to this day, there are so many people who want to kill him all the time, and now this guy who came from nowhere is going to pick his head as soon as he comes up, which makes Jian Wushuang's heart surge with anger, "I want to My head, I'm afraid you are powerless!"

The young man sneered, "Then I'll take it myself."

"This Sword Immortal Ding Baiyi will not kill nameless and sexless people. You report your name, and I will take your life."

"Jian Wushuang." Jian Wushuang said coldly, an invisible long sword was already in his hands.

The young man who claimed to be Sword Immortal Ding Baiyi, his disdainful eyes gradually disappeared when he saw the invisible long sword in Jian Wu's hands.

"I didn't expect to meet such pure kendo in such a great world. It's really a blessing," Jianxian Ding Baiyi murmured softly, "Forget it, after I appreciate your kendo, it won't be too late to kill you."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and flicked the robe around his waist, and then a real sword with immortal rhythm appeared.

Jian Wushuang's heart moved slightly, and a kind of kendo that was equally pure to the extreme spread out.

"Old Zun, as soon as we fight, you will leave quickly." After he whispered this sentence, he held the invisible sword and stood floating in the air.

Ding Baiyi stretched out his hand and waved, and the majestic and vast energy formed a dojo, shrouding the two of them in it.

"One move, one move, this move is up to you." Ding Baiyi took a half step back, carrying his sword behind him, and said indifferently.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, but directly cut off the invisible sword in his hand, releasing the first style of the Tai Luo Sword Canon, Eternal Night.

The dojo suddenly dimmed, and the extreme darkness that could devour all things descended.

Ding Baiyi snorted lightly, and then carved a sword art out of thin air with his left hand without a sword.

However, when the same [Zero Kanshu 00kxs] was destroyed in the eternal night, an even more vast sword intent rose into the sky, the breath that controlled the growth of all things in the universe and the four seasons, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Shuo Xueyang, spring and autumn, rose one after another, entering this room alone, as if a glimpse of eternity.

The plain shirt on his body swayed lightly in the wind, Ding Baiyi's calm eyes gradually turned hot, he raised the real sword covered with immortal rhythm, and let out a single sword!

There is no fancy sword, it is a simple flat stab, but it is extremely powerful, as if it is close to everything, a desperate sword!

Kneading the Tailuo sword-style four seasons that I thought about, I lost, and I lost without any suspense.

That Absolute Sword easily broke through the Four Seasons Sword Stance, and stabbed straight forward unabated, smashing the pipa bone on Jian Wushuang's left shoulder holding the sword.

The blood of the gods poured down, and the bones of the gods were broken.

"Jian Wushuang!" Feng Qi exclaimed in surprise, and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by the old Zun waving, "With me here, Wushuang is safe."

Feng Qi heard that, although he gave up, his eyes were full of tension.

In the dojo, Jian Wushuang let the blood dripping from his left shoulder and stared at Ding Baiyi.

Ding Baiyi responded with a smile, "The swordsmanship you used just now is not your own, although it is incomparably exquisite, it has long since lost its intellect, and it is not superior. If I insisted on taking your head just now, I am afraid that you will not be like you are now. It's intact."

"If your swordsmanship only stops like this, then I advise you to be slaughtered, and you will not make a fool of yourself."

Jian Wushuang did not speak, and slowly raised the invisible sword in his hand, and thousands of sword meanings spread out in the air like vines.

At the same time, a solemn and unparalleled treasure was condensed behind him, a majestic view!

"It's interesting." The corner of Ding Baiyi's mouth curled up, the real sword in his hand sings, and the next moment, his entire body shape directly turned into a streamer, and he stabbed straight forward.

Jian Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, the vast sword intent was vented like thousands of galaxies, and the purest and most extreme straight cut fell.

With just this sword, the constructed dojo could not bear it directly and shattered. The indescribable sword intent surpassed any of his previous swords!

Two pure and extremely pure sword intents collided, and the magnificent sacrificial explosion centered on Jian Wushuang instantly swept the whole world.

Sword Intent was torn and damaged, and the majestic and majestic unparalleled treasure behind Jian Wushuang was finally torn apart.

Heaven and earth screamed, and the invisible and intangible avenues were restless.

It seemed that the most tragic martyrdom was actually just the sharpest sword, which pierced all his sword intent layer by layer.

Jian Wushuang shows bitterness on both sides, is this the way to lose?

Even Lao Zun could no longer remain calm, and raised his foot to rush to help.

But in the next moment, time seemed to stand still, and the layers of the explosion seemed to stop at the last moment of the explosion.

And the Absolute Sword, which had no way to stop it, also trembled, and finally stopped in front of the last layer of Sword Intent.

A long wind blew past, messing up the hair.

Looking at the real sword that was only a finger away from his neck, but it was difficult to make an inch, Jian Wushuang then looked at Ding Baiyi in front of him.

The palm holding the sword hilt trembled uncontrollably, Ding Baiyi's stern face began to turn pale, and a drop of rich scarlet blood dripped from his nose.

"What, what..." Without saying a word, he just looked up to the sky and passed out.

Jian Wushuang subconsciously motivated the divine power to wrap Ding Baiyi's divine body and lay him flat in the void.

Seeing this situation, Lao Zun and Xuebo Zhizun and others quickly came to Jian Wushuang.

Glancing at him, Lao Zun directly raised the black water scepter to kill Ding Baiyi.

"Old Zun!" Jian Wushuang said coldly, reached out to stop the old Zun shaking his head and said, "I can't kill, I feel that he doesn't have a strong killing intent towards me, and if he kills, he won't be able to win."

"What time has this happened, did you know that if he went further just now, the consequences would be unimaginable?" Feng Qi said in a hurry.

Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered, and he finally said, "Can't kill, he let me do it before, this time I will give it back to him."

Several half ancestors sighed and stopped talking.

Lao Zun also slowly withdrew the black water scepter and nodded to him.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang looked into the distance and said, "Return to Yunxiao Palace."

The Chaos Spring was blocked again, and except for the more broken sky, everything seemed to have not happened.

Back in the Yunxiao Palace, Jian Wushuang set up another God Pavilion, placed the white-robed Ding Baiyi in it, and then used the supreme supernatural power to block all the surrounding areas of the God Pavilion.

As soon as he wakes up, Jian Wushuang can instantly perceive it.

Such a sword immortal who is very likely to come to the Divine Power Universe from the hidden Dayanhuan, makes Jian Wushuang's thoughts gradually calm down.