"Surprise?"

Ding Zeyuan narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Is an Earth Immortal Realm enough to surprise?"

Xu Beiyou stabbed the long sword in his hand into the ground, folded his hands on the head of the sword, and asked rhetorically: "If you are in the Earth Immortal Realm, don't I want to be honored as the king of the first statement?"

Xu Beiyou paused for a moment and continued: "Are you Qi Xianyun or Lingyun? Is the Earth Immortal Realm so worthless?"

Ding Zeyuan's face was slightly gloomy, "The old man is not yet able to compare with a few young people. ”

After all, on the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal, even if there is only one person on the first floor, there are enough eighteen people, not to mention that there are more than three people in the realm of the eighteenth floor, and the number of people below the eighteenth floor realm is only a lot more, so someone once roughly estimated that the masters of the earth immortal realm between the world should be above a hundred.

Except for the people who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, most of the rest of the earth immortal realm are scattered among the major forces, among which the Daomen are the most, followed by the imperial court, even if they are under the command of various forces, the monks of the earth immortal realm are also transcendent, and the Taoist gate is called a great real person, and most of the imperial court is also an official position, or as a guest to worship.

Among the more than 100 masters of the Earth Immortal Realm, most of them are already more than the age of the sixtieth year, and occasionally a few who are not confused about their age, they can be regarded as young people.

But where did they get so many immortal materials? and where did they get so many Sword Sect Twelve Swords?

Ding Zeyuan seems to be in his twenties, but in fact he is already an old man, since he entered the Molun Temple at the age of twenty-three, he has been practicing for more than 40 years, so he has the confidence to travel alone in the northwest today.

Xu Beiyou said softly, "Even if Brother Ding is in the Earth Immortal Realm, so what?"

The next moment, two qi swords were born out of thin air, one left and one right.

The faces of the prairie man and the gloomy man changed drastically, and they all stepped back.

It's just that the two of them retreated quickly, and the qi sword chased faster, and in a flash, the grassland man suddenly stopped his figure, looked at the qi sword that was only an inch away from his throat, and didn't dare to move.

Whether it is a monk or a qi refiner, running the qi machine sounds amazing, but most people may not be able to release the qi in their lifetime, even if they set foot in the realm of ghosts and immortals, they can release some fist and sword qi, but most of them know it but do not know the reason, after the qi is separated from the body, it is difficult to control, and it can be put away or not, and the means of turning qi into a sword and commanding an arm in front of him is not an earth immortal realm.

The next moment, the entire qi sword turned into countless tiny sword qi as thin as a cow's hair, piercing into the various acupuncture points of this grassland man, and he only felt the pain on his body as if he had been pricked by thousands of needles, his eyes went black, and then he completely fainted.

As for the other gloomy middle-aged man, he kept running with his head buried in his feet, and Xu Beiyou also saved trouble, and directly pierced the back of his heart with a sword, stabbing a deep heart.

The great horse thief, who was probably also on the whizzing side of the border, immediately fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat at all.

Xu Beiyou still maintained the posture of holding the sword in both hands, and asked with a smile: "Brother Ding, how is it?"

Ding Zeyuan stared at Xu Beiyou and said slowly: "Turn qi into a sword, there is no sword qi, you are a member of the Sword Sect." ”

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand and curled up a strand of white hair, laughing at himself: "I thought that I had long been 'no one in the world knows you', but now it seems that it is still far behind." ”

Ding Zeyuan said in a deep voice: "I heard that the sect master of the Sword Sect, Gongsun Zhongmou, has a disciple, who is also surnamed Xu. ”

Xu Beiyou said flatly: "That's right, it's me." ”

Ding Zeyuan's voice suddenly became old, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that this seat would be able to meet a real young talent in this poor and remote place, looking at the entire northwest, the weight of a sword sect leader is second only to the left army governor Zhang Wuxi. ”

Xu Beiyou said calmly: "A great monk of the grassland of the Earth Immortal Realm, if he can be captured alive, it is also a great gift. ”

Ding Zeyuan said with a smile: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”

Before the words fell, Ding Zeyuan suddenly made a move, without a hint, and even at this time he still had a faint smile on his face, and as soon as he made a move, it was the most famous big mudra in the Molun Temple.

Xu Beiyou frowned slightly, but he didn't panic, and he didn't even mean to draw his sword, he just stretched out his index finger and middle finger together as a sword finger, and lightly placed it in the palm of the big mudra.

The big handprint, which seemed to be like a palm over a mountain, was stopped by this finger, and it could not move forward in the slightest.

Under Xu Beiyou's feet, there was a circle of qi ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading layer by layer, blowing the withered grass all over the ground to shake endlessly, if you looked down from above, it was an ever-expanding handprint.

The moment the two fought each other, it seemed that there was no fireworks, but in fact, it was a thunderstorm at hand.

Xu Beiyou walked towards Ding Zeyuan, his clothes rolled, and his body qi was like a dragon and snake swimming, pointing out a finger at each step, and every finger was hidden in a mystery.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Beiyou took nine steps, and nine clear fingerprints appeared on Ding Zeyuan's Confucian shirt, arranged according to the distribution of the Nine Palaces formation.

This young scholar from the Molun Temple stood still, but there was an instant storm around him, and the nine qi machines were rolling and moving, entangled around the nine fingerprints on the scholar's body, and even triggered the heaven and earth vitality, forming nine clearly visible cyclones.

Ding Zeyuan said calmly: "Nine fingers and nine palaces, this should refer to Xuangong, but the operation of the qi machine is the Daomen Dragon and Tiger Danjue, but Brother Xu is a member of the Sword Sect, does Brother Xu think that this seat is not worthy of you to use the sword thirty-six?"

When the words fell, I saw Ding Zeyuan flowing golden color all over his body, and with just a slight shock, the nine cyclones dissipated without a trace.

Xu Beiyou's Xuan Gong did not make meritorious contributions, in fact, it is not wronged, Buddhism is known for refining the body, comparing the Tao Gate is heavy inside and not outside, Buddhism is known as the four golden bodies, respectively, the undefeated golden body of Buddhism, the incorruptible golden body of King Kong Temple, the immovable golden body of Molun Temple, and the immortal golden body of Xuanjiao, Ding Zeyuan came from Molun Temple, and the cultivation is naturally immovable golden body.

Xu Beiyou finally drew his sword.

The sword was not completely unsheathed, and the sword qi was already howling like a gale.

After Tianlan was completely unsheathed, a sword qi as mighty as a river rushed out.

Genuine debutant

Ding Zeyuan pushed forward with both palms, and resisted this sword qi with his own pair of fleshy palms, and his cuffs were shattered.

The next moment, the sword qi exploded, and Ding Zeyuan himself directly retreated more than ten zhang.

Xu Beiyou was unforgiving, and it was another sword, and the rainbow light on the sword was flourishing, and it was like a tide of waves and submerged towards Ding Zeyuan again.

In the face of this sword, Ding Zeyuan's hands formed an immovable root seal, and the whole person was like a standing Buddha in an instant.

The key to the immovable golden body and the immovable root seal lies in the word immovable.

After Ding Zeyuan's hands were sealed, there was no other movement. Letting the sword qi wash by like a big wave and tide, his body was like a reef in the water.

Xu Beiyou is not surprised.

In fact, as early as many years ago, the ancestor of the Sword Sect, Shangguan Xianchen, had a fight with the master of the Molun Temple, although at that time Shangguan Xianchen had not yet reached the top of the world, but it was already the realm of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortals, plus the heavy weapon of the Sword Sect to kill the immortals, it can be called a person blocking and killing, and the master of the Molun Temple is to the extreme of the immovable golden body, and its golden body is actually able to resist the benefits of the immortals without hurting a bit, and finally Shangguan Xianchen had to use the sword twenty-thirty-one sword to kill the soul of the gods to kill the living Bodhisattva.