Shen Yu has never been a competitive person.

In the long river of time, only those who survive are the most powerful people.

Just like the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou of the Northern Demon Domain who was suppressed under the Great Array of Heaven and Earth, in addition to Shen Yu for three thousand years, there were other cultivators who were equal to him.

But in the endless years, some of these people died, and some of them were destroyed.

The reason why he was willing to compete with this Kunlun genius of the younger generation was that Shen Yu just wanted to see what level the sword in his hand had reached after the peak of the Divine Journey Realm.

As his cultivation gradually improved, the sense of urgency in Shen Yu's heart became stronger and stronger, and the deepest part of his divine soul reminded him to hurry up all the time.

His time was running out.

It is precisely because of this that he will have a flash of inspiration and sense a little weirdness on Fuyao Mountain.

It is very likely that you will encounter something more powerful here than you have encountered before.

So he agreed to compete with this handsome Kunlun disciple.

When Dong Chengyi heard this, he didn't know why he lacked a long-lost sense of fear in his heart, just like a kendo overhaul he met when he traveled to a secret place in Central Continent many years ago who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

The feeling of death at any moment made him creep away, and he could barely control the urge to turn away.

Dong Chengyi's gaze swept over everyone, and finally landed on the slim junior sister, and then clenched the Dao sword in his hand.

"You've got it all figured? The Upper Three Realms and the Divine Journey Realm have a ravine-like moat, and the distance between the two is like heaven and earth."

Dong Chengyi plucked up his confidence and said coldly.

There was no answer.

Shen Yu just stood there indifferently, his eyes indifferent, and a fairy sword that emitted red light slowly hovered in front of him.

From the beginning to the end, Shen Yu didn't think too much about winning or losing, because he couldn't lose.

Even if the other party is Kunlun's best young generation disciple, even if this person's combat power can be compared to Wan Jian Yi.

From the moment he stepped into the Divine Journey Realm, Shen Yu already had the capital to walk the world, and he had forgotten that some of the Dao Sword Techniques of the three thousand years had already been remembered over time.

Shen Yu glanced at Lu Caiwei, who instantly understood his thoughts, and did not speak again to persuade him, but silently retreated with everyone.

Dong Chengyi's expression was a little annoyed, since he set foot on the path of cultivation, he had never met anyone who dared to ignore his existence like this.

The man's handsome face had a hint of murderous intent, and Sen Ran said, "I won't keep my hand."

The words just fell.

I heard a crisp sound of the sword, and the sound of the sword was heard for nine days, making the hearts of the onlookers in the distance tremble.

Kunlun inherits the Dao Ancestor, not only the Dao Law crowns the Spiritual Desolation, but also a large number of Dao Sect Sword Immortals have emerged over the years.

And Daomen Sword Immortal and Sword Cultivation are different.

Sword cultivation in the world, most of them practice sword holding and sword skills, the former is respected by power, and the latter is the pursuit of killing people thousands of miles away.

It's just that most of the Daomen cultivators have found another way of the sword, using the sword as a guide, or leading the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, or calling for wind and rain, or simply using the Dao sword as a magic weapon to take the road of sword cultivation and killing.

Dong Chengyi is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, so he is naturally able to practice the vast Daozang swordsmanship of the Holy Land.

Therefore, what he practiced was the way of sword immortal killing.

is also the same as Wan Jianyi, Dao Sword double cultivation.

As the Dao Sword continued to rotate, Dong Chengyi's entire person's momentum gradually climbed to the top, and the cultivation of the Upper Three Realms allowed him to condense the scope of his spiritual energy greatly.

The rich aura of the entire Fuyao Sword Sect was gathered above the tip of the Dao Sword at this moment.

The wind is howling, and the sword aura is rampant.

The Water Moon Fairy and Lu Caiwei, who were hundreds of feet away, both looked at the handsome man in shock.

"Senior Sister Shuiyue, it seems that Senior Brother Dong's realm cultivation is higher, and the sword momentum is even more majestic, that person named Shen Yu can't beat it."

"Of course, Senior Brother Dong is tied with Senior Brother Wan Jianyi, if it weren't for the year

Ji is bigger, and the Lingyun list may mean who is on the list."

A Kunlun disciple praised him, and Lu Caiwei glanced back, it was a disciple of the missionary academy.

The little girl kicked at the disciple fiercely, and the latter hurriedly retracted his head, lowered his eyes, and did not dare to say anything.

Seeing this, Lu Caiwei waved her hand at the many Kunlun disciples behind her, and said angrily, "Go farther away, so as not to be injured by mistake."

Although these words were a little unkind, the dozen or so disciples of Kunlun and Yaochi could still see the situation in front of them clearly, and the distance of a hundred zhang was indeed too close for the two people in front.

Just as everyone was retreating, Dong Chengyi in the center of the courtyard had already accumulated his sword momentum to the peak, and he looked at the man in green shirt with an indifferent expression in front of him, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even if it's the so-called first person in the Divine Journey Realm.

Even if he crossed the border and fought countless times, everything was useless in the face of the gap in the great realm.

Suddenly, Dong Chengyi was a little bored with this battle of will, even if he won, he would have won in the realm.

No one will be surprised by this.

But the sword has risen.

He couldn't retreat.

Dong Chengyi's eyes became a little cold, his right hand pinched the sword technique, and shouted, "Huanghuang Heavenly Sword, I Dao Changrong, go!"

Rumble!

A brilliant pillar of light suddenly erupted from the aura light that had been accumulated for a long time, and the pillar of light was dazzling, driving the constantly trembling Dao sword straight forward.

There, a green-shirted figure stood at the forefront of the sword light.

The spiritual whirlwind triggered by Dong Chengyi's sword momentum blew the sleeves of the man's green shirt, swaying wantonly.

Shen Yu, who was in the center of the interweaving of sword qi and sword light, felt the majestic aura coming to his face, and sighed slightly in his heart, when it comes to the cultivation realm, the Kunlun Holy Land is much stronger than the Dao Sect.

It was the man in front of him who was only about thirty years old that he had already stepped into the Upper Three Realms, and such a person in the Dao Sect had no one to contend with.

Even Chen Khan Zhi, who was called a genius by the Qing Law Palace, and Fang Hate couldn't compare.

Only Yu Wenwen, who has comprehended the extreme realm, can barely win.

Shen Yu had a lot of thoughts, but the Jing Qing Sword in front of him slowly bloomed with a more dazzling red light.

The ordinary immortal sword suddenly swirled along the majestic sword qi that broke through the sky.

With a burst of chaos in the air.

The aura brought by the Jingqing Sword gradually took on the shape of a tornado.

At the foreground is the tip of the fairy sword.

The tornado swept up the gravel and flowers on the ground around it, and the entire courtyard was stirred by these two breaths as if it had experienced a violent storm.

It's just that on a white wall that no one is paying attention to, the flying sword that is stuck upside down on the wall is not moving at all, and it has not been affected in the slightest.

...

...

With a landslide-like sound came.

The entire courtyard was shrouded in smoke and dust, and the crowd from thousands of feet away widened their eyes, trying to see what was going on.

However, there was only a faint red and white light in the field, intertwining and separating in the smoke and dust.

From time to time, there was the sound of gold and iron colliding.

"It's so powerful, I didn't expect Shen Yu to really resist Senior Brother Dong's sword with the cultivation of the Divine Journey Realm, it was a sword of the Great Cultivator of the Upper Three Realms."

Of course, the happiest person in the crowd was Lu Caiwei, although she had a veil on her face, she was very happy to see that this guy seemed to be much stronger than before.

However, the Water Moon Fairy didn't seem to be too surprised, and the other female disciples of Yaochi didn't seem to be surprised.

After a burst of emotion from everyone.

The mountain breeze blew, and the smoke and dust in the yard completely dissipated.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the deep and large gully on the ground, straight and smooth, as if it had been broken by a sword.

At the end of the ravine, Dong Chengyi's face was pale, and the scarf on his head fell somewhere, his cloak was scattered, and he muttered to himself.

"How is that possible? How is that possible?"

He remembered the sword that had broken through earlier.

Peerless.

That sword was the most unstoppable sword he had ever seen in his practice.

Ignoring the distance, ignoring the realm, but at the last moment, he broke through the sword qi barrier and knocked down his Dao scarf.

Originally, I thought that guy was just a Dao cultivator in the Divine Journey Realm.

But things turned out unexpectedly, and this time, there was no suspense about the defeat, and I didn't even know where the defeat was.

Dong Chengyi finally understood what Wan Jianyi said when he fought to a draw with Wan Jianyi that day.

"After all, they are brothers in the same sect."

Yes, there is a gap between geniuses after all, and Wan Jianyi read a love for the same door at that time.

"Senior Brother Dong, you actually lost.... Not even a sword can beat it." Everyone was silent for a long time, and finally someone spoke.

This sound woke up everyone who had already fallen into shock and consternation.

So they all looked at the man who crossed the border and won, but still looked calm.

Only Lu Caiwei lifted the corner of her skirt and ran forward.

"Shen Yu, I knew you could win, Jing Qingjian is still so powerful." The little girl has long lost her previous mature and wise appearance, and has once again regained her lively temperament when she was by the river.

Shen Yu casually handed her the Jingqing Sword and said calmly, "Above the sword path, he lost, but in the realm of cultivation, he didn't lose."

When they heard this, they all looked at him with doubt.

Only the Water Moon Fairy seemed to see a hint of clues, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

The Daomen Sword Immortal has a technique, called the sword in the heart.

It is rumored that it is the third disciple of the Dao Ancestor, the heart sword is invisible and indispensable, one slashes troubles, two slashes ***, and three severs mortal dust.

What Dong Chengyi used was the second sword of the Heart Sword.

I thought that this sword could break the evil thoughts in Shen Yu's heart, but I didn't know that I had already fallen into it without knowing it, and Shen Yu saw the weakness in it.

It's just puzzling how Shen Yu was able to see through Dong Chengyi's sword weakness so easily.

As if seeing the doubts in the Water Moon Fairy's heart, Shen Yu opened his mouth and said, "I have come from cultivation, not by natural qualifications, but by eyes that can see through the weaknesses of the world."

"In the world, any swordsmanship and Taoism have weaknesses, see through the weaknesses, and no one in the whole world is stronger than me."

Shen Yu's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, and the ten thousand difficult things in the eyes of the world were as simple as eating and drinking water in his body.