Chapter 4747? A Brief Confrontation

Ding Beichun grinned, his eyes never leaving the Tailuo Sword, "Don't worry, in the world, there is no real sword that I Ding Beichun can't handle."

"Speaking of which, to be able to use such a real sword, the sword brothers have probably already realized their own swordsmanship."

The little emperor smiled, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Beichun, if I say his swordsmanship and sword intent, he will not be under your master in the future, do you believe it?"

Ding Beichun raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang with disbelief in his eyes, "Exceeding my master? Brother Yan, stop joking. So far, I have never seen anyone who can surpass my master in kendo."

"Then you just saw it now," said the little emperor.

Ding Beichun's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Brother Jian, are you a Sword Immortal?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I can't talk about Sword Immortal, at least he has his own perception of Kendo."

"That's great, I followed my master to practice kendo in the early days, and then I started to forge swords when the kendo stopped moving forward," Ding Beichun said excitedly, "Brother Jian, how about we have a discussion, I haven't been there for a long time. Discuss with others."

"Nonsense, we are here," Jian Wushuang stopped the little emperor before he could finish his words.

He said, "We just don't have much to do. Brother Beichun and I are here to discuss, it's not a bad idea."

"I'm going to prepare now." After Ding Beichun finished saying this, he hurriedly swept to the tens of thousands of feet high furnace.

Manipulating Juli to turn the tripod cover, Ding Beichun hurriedly threw the Tailuo Sword into it, and then quickly returned to the two of them.

"I said, you just threw the sword in, are you okay?" The little emperor wondered.

"Don't worry, if you want to recast the sword, the first step is to smelt the sword embryo. I have my own discretion." Ding Beichun couldn't wait, "Brother Jian, let's start?"

Jian Wushuang smiled and nodded, and with a slight retreat, he was a hundred feet away, and he had already opened the battle.

Ding Beichun didn't say any more, just lifted it with one hand, and a real sword broke through the sky and fell into his palm.

Holding the real sword, his whole person's breath was condensed, as if he had come out of a box with a sword, he went forward.

The iron filings fell off, slowly revealing a heroic cheek.

Flowing clouds and water patterns are flowing.

Jian Wushuang held his breath, and the invisible long sword condensed from Wushuang's kendo illusion appeared in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Ding Beichun's eyes were brighter, and he was able to consolidate the swordsmanship. Even if he watched countless swords, he had only seen it a few times.

And to be able to do this, there is no one who is capable of sword repair.

The little emperor looked at this chilling scene and stepped back helplessly.

Jian Chi is opposite, and no one can dissuade him.

The next moment, Ding Beichun took the lead and swept in with the vast sword intent.

It was just an instant, the two swords were opposite each other, and the blades collided and clashed.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

It seems that a sword collided, but in fact it has been used tens of thousands of times!

The sharp long sword opened and closed. At this moment, Ding Beichun seemed to be immersed in the forging of the sword, and he quickly cut down with one sword without any fancy.

In exchange for any Yanxian game, I am afraid that the body has already disappeared under this slash.

Rao Shi Jian Wushuang felt a lot of pressure, this guy can not only swing the hammer, but also swing the sword without any ambiguity.

Although Jian Wushuang did not retreat under this wide opening and closing slash, the ground beneath his feet had already cracked into deep ravines.

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

"Happy." Ding Beichun, who was forced back a hundred feet by a sword, laughed loudly, and after throwing away the broken sword, he picked up a real sword from the sky.

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

He seemed to have awakened the power of the entire moat abyss, carrying a huge amount of purple-red magma, and embodied a treasure behind him.

The indescribable pressure came, Jian Wushuang took half a step back with his right foot, and the invisible long sword was in front of him.

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

After Ding Beichun condensed this sword intent treasure, he directly raised the real sword in his hand and slashed at Jian Wushuang.

"Boom!"

The space is tearing, the purple magma is galloping, and the treasured image is not holding a long sword, but a blunt weapon.

The blunt weapon like a giant hammer slammed down heavily, and Jian Wushuang also called out a style of Galaxy, Lake and Sea Sword Intent at this moment.

The star-shaped sword intent came out, and an unparalleled treasure of the same size approached, with both palms clasped together to meet him.

The little emperor saw this scene, and the next moment he flew straight away.

"boom!"

The unparalleled sacrificial explosion burst, and the two treasures disappeared together, causing the heaven and the earth to shake, and the endless astral wind violently tore apart the space.

Almost at the same time when the two treasures collided, a black-clothed ranger broke through the explosion and resolutely slashed at Ding Beichun.

"Zheng!"

Ding Beichun hurriedly raised his sword to resist, never thinking that the real sword in his hand was cut into two pieces.

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

Everything is really fast, from the first confrontation to the first collision of Kendo, but it only takes a hundred breaths.

But it was during this time of interest that the current situation was formed.

The sword that Jian Wushuang pressed against his neck, even if it couldn't kill him directly, it could definitely inflict heavy damage on him.

At this level of collision, once it is severely damaged, there will only be ten deaths and no life in the end.

It's just that Ding Beichun couldn't believe that he was defeated like this.

He was a little embarrassed, and he only resorted to the first kendo, which became the current situation.

And Jian Wushuang also left a deep enough impression on him.

The shot is ruthless, not at all sloppy, and a very strong opponent.

Seemingly seeing the suffocation in Ding Beichun's eyes, Jian Wushuang smiled and returned a hundred feet away with the long sword on his back.

"Come again."

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

This time, he no longer led the real sword on the sky, but like Jian Wushuang, he slowly condensed an invisible long sword.

This is condensed by his own kendo perception, and it is the blade that best fits his own.

However, since there is no figurative blade, the power it exerts is extremely unstable.

For example, Ding Beichun at the moment, although he also condensed an invisible long sword, his sword intent fluctuated so much that it seemed that it might dissipate at any time.

And Jian Wushuang's invisible long sword has never been said to be unstable.

This is the desperate sword intent that he realized in the Land of Behaviour, and it has already been tempered to its peak.

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