Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4747: Short confrontation

Ding Beichun grinned, and his eyes never left the Tai Luo Excalibur. "Relax, under the sky, there is no real sword that Ding Beichun can't handle."

"After all, being able to use such a real sword, I am afraid that the sword brothers have already realized their swordsmanship."

Little Emperor smiled, then raised his eyebrows, "Beichun, if I said his swordsmanship, his future would not be under your master, do you believe it?"

Ding Beichun raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang with full of disbelief, "Beyond my Master? Don't laugh, Brother Yan, I haven't seen anyone who can surpass my Master in Kendo so far."

"Then you haven't seen it now." Xiao Dijun said.

Ding Beichun’s eyes are getting brighter and brighter, "Brother Jian, are you a sword fairy?"

Jian Wushuang heard the words, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Jianxian can't talk about it, at most it has its own perception of Kendo."

"That’s great, I followed the master to practice kendo before I started to build the sword," Ding Beichun said excitedly, "Brother Sword, otherwise we will discuss how, I am really It’s been a long time since I learned from others."

"Nunny, we are here," Xiao Dijun was stopped by Jian Wushuang before he finished speaking.

He said, "We just don't have much to do, and Brother Bei Chun and I have a discussion here, it's not bad."

"I will prepare now." Ding Beichun finished the sentence and hurriedly swept towards the tens of thousands of feet of furnace tripod.

Using great power to turn the Ding Gai, Ding Beichun threw the Tailuo Sword directly into the fire, and then quickly returned to the two.

"I said, you just threw the sword in, is it okay?" Xiao Dijun wondered.

"Relax, if you want to recast the sword, the first step is to smelt the sword embryo, I have my own measure." Ding Beichun can't wait any longer, "Brother Jian, let's start?"

Jian Wushuang nodded with a smile, and withdrawing a little step was a hundred feet away.

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

Holding the real sword, his whole person's breath is condensed, just like the sword out of the box, moving forward.

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

Jian Wushuang breathed his breath, and the invisible long sword formed by the transformation of Wushuang Kendo appeared in his hands.

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

Anyone who can do this is all capable of sword repair.

The little emperor looked at the scene of the killing and retreated helplessly.

No one can dissuade the relatives.

In the next moment, Ding Beichun took the lead and swept with the vast sword.

It's just a moment, the two swords are opposed, and the blades collide.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

It seems that a sword has collided, but it has already made tens of thousands of moves!

Feng Rui's long sword opened and closed. At the moment, Ding Beichun seemed to be immersed in the cast sword, and the fancy sword and the sword were quickly cut off.

For any Yanxian game, I am afraid that the body has disappeared under this blow.

Rao Shijian Wushuang felt great pressure. This guy was not only able to beat the hammer, but also raised his sword without any doubt.

Although Jian Wushuang didn't retreat under this wide-open slash, the ground beneath his feet had cracked deeply.

It's just that in the next match, the real sword in Ding Beichun's hands was already unable to adapt to such a high-intensity confrontation, and was directly cut into two pieces by Jian Wushuang.

"Happy." Ding Beichun, who was forced to retreat 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 thing is my sword intention." He said with a deep voice, the flowing clouds and water on his body began to surge.

It seems that the dynamism in the whole abyss of heaven has been awakened by him, carrying a large amount of magenta magma, and a treasure image has been visualized behind him.

The indescribable pressure is on the pavement, Jian Wushuang withdraws half a step with his right foot, and his invisible long sword lies in front of him.

Facing the vast treasure in front of him, he was extremely calm, as if he had become accustomed to it.

After condensing this sword and treasure image, Ding Beichun directly held up the real sword in his hand and slashed towards Jianwushuang.

"Boom!"

The space is tearing, the purple magma is rushing, and the treasure is not a long sword, but a blunt object.

Just like a huge hammer, the blunt object hits heavily, and Jian Wushuang also evokes a style of star river, lake, and sea at this moment.

The star-shaped sword is full, and a pair of Wushuang Baoxiang of the same size is here, and the palms of your hands are attacked.

When the little emperor saw this scene, he flew directly at the next moment.

"Boom!"

The unprecedented martyrdom exploded, and the two treasures were wiped out together, triggering a natural turmoil, and the endless gangster wind ripped open the space.

Almost at the same time when the two treasures collided, a black ranger broke open and died, resolutely slashing to Ding Beichun.

"Zheng!"

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

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

Everything is too fast, from the first confrontation to the first collision of Kendo, but it is only a breath of time.

But it is during this time of interest that this situation has formed.

The sword that Wu Wushuang touched on his neck, even if he could not beheaded directly, could definitely be hit hard.

At this level of collision, once hit hard, there will be only ten deaths in the end.

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

He suffocated a bit, and he obviously used the first type of kendo, which became the situation now.

And Jian Wushuang also impressed him enough.

Strong shots, without any muddle, very strong opponent.

It seems to see the sullenness in Ding Beichun's eyes, Jian Wushuang smiled, carrying the long sword back to Baizhangyuan.

"Come again."

Ding Beichun's eyes lit up. Although he already knew the difference between him and Jianwushuang, he did not want to give up this opportunity and chose to fight again.

This time, he no longer picked up the real sword on the sky, but like the sword Wushuang, slowly formed an invisible long sword.

This is condensed by your own sense of swordsmanship, and is the sword blade that best suits you.

Because there is no figurative blade, the power displayed is extremely unstable.

For example, Ding Beichun at the moment, although the invisible long sword is also condensed, but the sword meaning is very volatile, and it seems that it can disperse at any time.

The invisible long sword of Wushuang's sword has never been unstable.

This is the desperate sword meaning he realized in the sad land, which has long been tempered to the top.