The gun, already in front of you.

If it is the other opponent on the opposite side, Beidou can be sure that he has won, and he has absolute confidence in his Beidou spear. But his opponent is none other than Yuding Zhenren, the Sword Saint Yuding Zhenren.

Sword, unsheathed!

The white sword is so white that there is no variegation.

The sword was unsheathed, like a light shining into the night, like a star dispelling the dark clouds!

Zheng!

The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and no words could describe this sword.

Beidou retreated, and he knew that his shot had been completely dissolved. Yuding Zhenren just drew his sword with one move, and broke his full shot, such a powerful opponent made Beidou feel unprecedented pressure. Yuding Zhenren's mana is not strong, and it is even far inferior to Beidou, but his swordsmanship, his comprehension of swordsmanship, has surpassed the realm of so-called cultivation and mana, and has reached another realm.

"You're really strong. Beidou said slowly, his hands shaking slightly. It's not trembling because of fear, it's trembling because of excitement, Beidou has defeated many strong people, and no one has ever made him feel like this like Yuding Zhenren.

"What a terrible sword. Renekton couldn't help but admire.

Jiao Demon King's brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", and he said in a deep voice: "Beidou, it is impossible to be Yuding's opponent, at least not Yuding's opponent now." ”

"This is the Immortal Slashing Sword. The Bull Demon King sighed, "The legendary Immortal Slashing Sword." ”

Yuding Zhenren held a white long sword in his hand, his fingers were slender and powerful, covered with deep calluses, this is a swordsman's mark, only a swordsman who has been immersed in kendo for countless years, has such a medal.

Beidou didn't stop, and the spear swung up, unleashing his peerless marksmanship.

Every move and every style is comprehended by Beidou in the bloody battle, there is no doubt that this is the most powerful marksmanship in the Three Realms, and it can even be said to be the first marksmanship in the Three Realms.

The gun transforms into everything in the world, opening and closing, like crying, sadness, grief, anger, blood, and loneliness. In the marksmanship, there is the glory and loneliness of Beidou's life.

Yuding Zhenren's face remained unchanged, and the white immortal sword in his hand waved casually, and every sword move that seemed to be random was extraordinary. Even the simplest move, "stab", in the hands of Yuding Zhenren, is different from any swordsman.

"This sword technique" The sword master Yun Zhongzi on the side of the exposition couldn't help but exclaim, "Impossible! Yuding's sword technique has actually been."

Yun Zhongzi was carrying the Divine Soldier Juque Sword, originally he thought he was a top swordsman in the Three Realms, but in the face of the sword technique that Yuding Zhenren unfolded at this time, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to drill into. The so-called word Jianhao is simply a big joke.

The same feeling as Yun Zhongzi is also the Pure Yang Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin.

"This is a sword technique that transcends the Heavenly Dao. Lu Dongbin can only be described in such words.

In the face of Yuding Zhenren's surpassing swordsmanship, Beidou's divine spear was also overshadowed, no matter how powerful his spear was, he couldn't help Yuding Zhenren at all. What's even more terrifying is that Yuding Zhenren has not moved half a minute in his footsteps until now, just holding a sword in one hand and fighting Beidou, he can completely suppress Beidou.

Beidou took a deep breath, and unprecedented pressure came to his heart.

Yuding Zhenren is too strong, terrifyingly powerful.

"This kid's swordsmanship" The drunkard who was eating dog meat hot pot couldn't help but stare at Yuding Zhenren, the soup in the pot was boiling and spilled all over the ground, and he didn't have the heart to care.

The white figure sighed: "Yuding, Yuding, you are more and more beyond my estimate." ”

Renekton watched the battle between the two, and he was also constantly learning, and he could also see that the swordsmanship of Yuding Zhenren was not something that others could imitate and learn at all, and this kind of swordsmanship simply should not exist in the world.

On top of a hill where no one noticed, two figures were also watching.

"Uncle Yuding's swordsmanship is actually already" Nezha couldn't help but exclaim.

Yang Jian beside him didn't say a word, staring at the battle. No one noticed that Yang Jian's fists were clenched tightly, and beads of sweat oozed from his hands.

Yang Jian was unwilling, very unwilling. There has always been a demon in his heart, a secret, and no one in the Three Realms knows the secret of the Dao. Although he is a nominal disciple of Yuding Zhenren, he has never been recognized by Yuding Zhenren

"You're the real person of Yuding?"

The white-clad swordsman nodded.

"The First Sage asked me to worship you as a teacher. ”

The swordsman in white was noncommittal.

"You seem to be strong?"

The white-clad swordsman stared into the distance.

"No, I'm going to try, are you qualified to be my Yang Jian's master!"

"Master is above, please accept the disciple Yang Jian's worship!"

The white-clothed swordsman just glanced at him indifferently, and then floated away

For many years, the name of "Yuding Real Disciple" pressed on Yang Jian's body like a mountain. As soon as the people of the Three Realms mentioned Yang Jian, their first reaction was: "Oh, this guy is Yuding's apprentice." ”

Yang Jian has been cultivating hard, always eager to become stronger, and wants to escape from the mountain-like name of Yuding Zhenren. But after 100,000 years of penance, he thought he was strong enough, but found that the stronger he was, the clearer he was about the gap between himself and Yuding Zhenren.

Three Immortals Island.

The peach blossoms are three thousand feet, and the spring breeze is merciless.

Mei Yunxiao stood alone in the pavilion, watching the peach blossoms bloom and the peach blossoms fall. It's been a full 100,000 years, and Mei Yunxiao has been watching the peach blossoms for a full 100,000 years.

"Big sister. Mei Bixiao's voice came from behind her, "Are you really not going to watch the battle?"

Mei Yunxiao didn't answer, she didn't want to answer this question. The ice and snow beauty Mei Bixiao let out a rare sigh and said, "Eldest sister, he is also out of the mountain, do you still have to wait here?"

Why is there always such sorrow in the world? Mei Bixiao suddenly sighed, Mei Qiongxiao can fight for her own happiness, why can't Mei Yunxiao do it?

One is a lonely and peerless swordsman, and the other is a cold and unparalleled saintess, why would such a pair of people get into such a debt?

Mei Bixiao didn't speak again, just quietly left the Peach Blossom Forest.

A peach blossom blew in the wind and recklessly landed on Mei Yunxiao's palm. Mei Yunxiao looked at this peach blossom, she still remembered that 100,000 years ago, it was also in such a peach blossom forest that she saw the real person of Yuding for the first time.

It was the time of the War of the Gods.

The two sides of the exposition and the interception of the religion fought in the sky, and the heavens and the earth were torn apart, and the sun and the moon were gone.

In this shocking battle, a swordsman who only had the dual heavenly cultivation of the Heavenly Realm, but he didn't know how many peerless masters he had defeated. His sword is legend, nightmare, and invincible.

With the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm and the Double Heaven, he brutally defeated all the sect interception masters under the quasi-saints!

Finally, under the instruction of Duobao Daoist, Mei Yunxiao, the saint of the sect at that time, finally came forward.

It was a peach blossom forest, the young Mei Yunxiao was regarded as the first genius in the Three Realms, the pillar of the future, she was proud, she was cold, she looked down on any man, she had absolute strength and invincible talent.

Then, she encountered a debt that she could not pay off in her life.

When the proud Mei Yunxiao saw the white-clothed swordsman for the first time, she felt that somewhere in her heart seemed to soften. Mei Yunxiao, who has always been like iron, had the idea of giving up for the first time.

She thought that if she was not Mei Yunxiao or a saint of the sect, as long as she joined hands with the man in front of her, the man cultivated and the woman weaved, and spent the rest of her life in the peach blossom forest, just like all mortals, how good it would be.

However, when the white-clothed swordsman showed his immortal sword, he also shattered Mei Yunxiao's illusion

"You're defeated. The proud Mei Yunxiao said the most difficult sentence in her life.

The white-clothed swordsman looked at Mei Yunxiao, and the figure of the saint was reflected in those star-like twinkling eyes.

"You are a Heavenly Realm Double Heaven, and your cultivation has only been hundreds of years. Mei Yunxiao didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and she would be in a hurry to persuade this swordsman if she had never been able to explain, "If you continue to cultivate, you will definitely be stronger than me in the future." ”

The white-clothed swordsman didn't say a word, just looked at Mei Yunxiao.

"One hundred thousand years. The white-clothed swordsman said his only words, "In 100,000 years, I will challenge you again here." ”

Mei Bixiao and Mei Qiongxiao have never understood one thing, for what Mei Yunxiao wants to move the peach blossom forest to Yunxiao Island, and make an oath for Mei Yunxiao, they will not leave the peach blossom forest and leave Sanxian Island for 100,000 years.

Only Mei Yunxiao herself knows that she has to wait, wait for someone.

Wait for a ruthless person.

The sword is ruthless, and the swordsman is ruthless.

Therefore, Yuding Zhenren will never show mercy to Beidou.

The sword light, piercing through everything. Beidou's body, blood light appeared, and it was already his limit to be able to hold on until now, Beidou faced the peerless swordsmanship of Yuding Zhenren, and he no longer had the ability to fight.

"Cough, cough" Beidou coughed up blood, he gasped, and the amount of strength in his body was gone. Only his hand was still holding the spear tightly.

Beidou, is it defeated like this?

Everyone's hearts hung in the air, watching this battle. Beidou is already amazing and powerful enough, but Yuding Zhenren is a sword saint after all.

At this time, the real person of Yuding stood like a pine in the snow, looking at Beidou coldly. He didn't move half a minute from beginning to end, he just swung the Immortal Slashing Sword with one hand, and he used the simplest sword move.

"I thought I could hold on a little longer. Beidou suddenly laughed, "Now it seems that I have to use all my strength." ”

Beidou's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it. Could it be that Beidou still has hidden moves?

"The law of fighting. The Nine Spirits Yuansheng suddenly said, "Beidou hasn't used his fighting rules yet, he must still have a backhand, this battle is far from over." ”

Renekton stared at the battle, and he felt a mountain press on his heart.

These two people, no matter who they are, are amazing and glamorous people, and they are all his friends. He really didn't want the two of them to fight anymore, he just wanted to rush into the field now, stop the two of them, and then take out the wine and have a drink with them.

But he can't do this, if he does, it will be an insult to Beidou and an insult to Yuding Zhenren.