Shen Yu's expression was very indifferent, and what he said was very natural.
Because when he opened his eyes from the world of the Book of Heaven, he was already in the state of fugue.
Perhaps no one knows that although Shen Yu's mental journey this time is not complicated, it is extremely important to him.
After eliminating the cracks in his mind, Shen Yu, who has now entered the realm of fugue, has the strength to compete with the current young peak generation.
Shen Yu sighed slightly, with a somewhat emotional expression. He slowly let go of the wooden sword, and the hilt automatically floated to his left hand without any wind.
The Immortal Movement Realm is a critical threshold for practitioners. Now, he finally no longer needs to fight to the death every time he fights like before, nor does he need to run away in embarrassment when meeting a practitioner of the upper three realms or above. Even if he really can't defeat him, he still can't fight. It won't be too embarrassing.
Although Shen Yu said it casually, everyone felt shocked after hearing it. They looked at Shen Yu with unconcealable shock in their eyes.
Everyone has only one idea.
You must know that Shen Yu has only been practicing Taoism for a few years, and in the past few years, Shen Yu has grown to such a point that cannot be ignored. If time continues, won't there be a second true immortal in Dao Sect?
Monk Huike smiled at Li Yi beside him and said, "I didn't expect that Benefactor Shen would be so blessed. I met him once when I was in Nanhe City. It was only a few years ago. How fast."
Really fast, naturally breaking through the realm quickly.
Li Yi also remembered the competition with Guiyun Xianzong, and there was a vague fighting spirit in his eyes.
In the Yingxian Inn, Li Wudi said happily: "Did you see it, I knew Shen Yu would definitely win."
The emperor nodded and said with a smile: "It's no different from the rumors. In that case, let's meet."
By the lake, Shangguan Wuju narrowed his eyes and said: "It is true that he is different from ordinary guys. He has a lot of fighting experience, but this Dao Sect disciple is a bit too girly. He just pierced the chest of the Qingcheng Mountain baby with a sword, isn't it? Is it over? What's the use of such a light palm?"
Li Fugui glanced at him and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man, who are you? My husband is a kindhearted man, you know nothing!"
Shangguan Wuju was not angry but laughed, and said haha: "That's right, old man, I don't know shit."
Li Fugui thought to himself that he was probably not a fool, so he quickly stayed away from him.
Su Mo heard the conversation between the two and said nothing because he also had some doubts in his heart.
Yes, Shen Yu knocked Wei Boyang into the water before, but this was meaningless, and the battle had to continue.
The junior brother has never been a hesitant person. Before, Wei Boyang always used a fatal blow whether he drew a sword or performed a Taoist spell. Even if the junior brother didn't want to hurt his life, he still had to knock him out.
While everyone was deep in thought, the water flow deep in the water suddenly accelerated, and then formed a huge whirlpool. As the water surface exploded, Wei Boyang landed on the lake again.
At this moment, Wei Boyang no longer looked as calm as before, his face was pale, and there were faint traces of blood on the corners of his mouth and chest. He was wet all over, with water stains running down his hair, and he looked unusually embarrassed.
"Impossible. Even if you are already in the Immortal Realm, how can you be faster than lightning?"
Wei Boyang obviously heard Shen Yu's previous words clearly, but his expression still did not ease, and he frowned and asked coldly.
Hearing this, the practitioners in the field thought carefully, and then showed the same puzzled expression.
Yes, even if Shen Yu has reached the realm of divine movement, he does not have the ability to teleport, so how can he be faster than lightning.
Only the person slightly at the top remained silent, with a hint of shock in his eyes.
"Why, can't you answer it?"
Wei Boyang saw that Shen Yu remained silent and did not speak. He thought he had guessed the key to the problem and said sharply: "I think you have some kind of spiritual treasure that can perform teleportation, right? You think I can't tell?"
When Shen Yu heard this, she looked at him like a fool.
Wei Boyang wanted to say something, but suddenly he was preached by his family behind him.
The person interrupted, "Okay, that's enough."
"Jian Lao!" Wei Boyang turned his head anxiously and saw Jian Lao's indifferent face with a hint of helplessness. As if he understood something, his face gradually turned pale.
"What's the meaning?"
"No, it's impossible! How is this possible! How can there be such a ridiculous thing."
"No! No!"
Wei Boyang seemed to be going crazy, muttering to himself and talking non-stop.
Everyone looked at each other looking at this scene.
Li Fugui scratched his head, looked at Su Mo, and said confusedly, "What does this mean?"
Su Mo stood with his hands behind his back and explained clearly: "The human body is faster than lightning. In addition to some powerful people who have stepped into the fairyland, there is another situation, which is the realm of the virtual and real in the sword. And this kind of The situation is no easier for sword cultivators than entering the Immortal Realm to cultivate, and it also proves that my junior brother’s understanding of swordsmanship is much better than Wei Boyang’s.”
"Oh. There's nothing strange about that. Sir, that's the way to go..."
Li Fugui said carelessly, suddenly stopped talking, and then widened his eyes, as if he instantly understood the horror inside.
Wei Boyang is also known as a master of Taoism and Swordsmanship, and has been in the Immortal Ascension Realm for many years. The reason why he has the title of invincible in the upper and lower realms is because of his swordsmanship that is beyond ordinary people.
But...Shen Yu just stepped into the realm of the Immortal Movement and realized a more profound sword of no distance between reality and reality, even deeper than Wei Boyang. Who dares to believe this?
Thinking of this, even the faces of the extraordinary and holy cultivators present could not help but be moved.
Li Fugui regained his composure after a brief shock, and shouted sadly: "Little brother, if you don't believe it, there is nothing you can do. If my husband is not fierce, who is? You'd better stop fighting, admit defeat and wait for death."
Shen Yu looked at the lost Wei Boyang and waited quietly.
After all, Wei Boyang was the proud son of Qingcheng Mountain. After a while, his mood recovered a lot. Although his expression was still lost, he still looked down at Shen Yu and said seriously: "I still don't believe it. I, Wei Boyang, think that I have a strong grasp of Taoism and the two swords of virtuality and reality." I have a very deep understanding, how could I lose to you who just stepped into the Immortal Ascension Realm?"
"You once said that you were invincible in the upper three realms. This can be considered, but I feel that today's practitioners are much worse than before. I don't know why, but I understood it just now."
Shen Yu looked at the lake and said calmly: "Because your talent is limited, whether it is Taoism or swordsmanship, your understanding is too shallow, and you have a wrong understanding of the distance between reality and reality in swordsmanship. This fight may allow the world to learn from it." The man of the sword has a new understanding of the realm."
"It's a joke, why do you need to judge my path?"
When Wei Boyang heard these words, he felt as if he was stabbed in the back, his expression was angry, and the Qingxiao in his hand was wrapped in the vast sword energy, and his whole aura was also raised to its peak.
The next moment, Wei Boyang tapped his toes, and his figure instantly appeared directly above the sky a hundred feet above the city. His hands quickly formed seals, and an illusory and ethereal aura appeared between his hands.
At the same time, the fairy sword Qingxiao seemed to have completely turned into a white light pillar wrapped in white snow beside him, and the tip of the snow sword was pointed directly at Shen Yu.
Wei Boyang shouted: "The sword leads to thousands of illusions, and the road lies in the snow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient sword Qingxiao instantly dissipated and turned into countless needle-like snowflakes all over the sky.
It seemed like snow had fallen in the imperial capital in summer. The eaves, streets, and lakes were all covered with dense snowflakes.
Everyone looked at the snowflakes and felt a chill all over their bodies subconsciously, because those snowflakes contained countless sharp sword energy that could kill people.
Lead the way with the sword.
This time, the entire imperial capital was soaked in snowflakes. For Shen Yu, it could be said that if he was not careful, he would die on the spot.
Qingcheng Sword Master narrowed his eyes slightly. Even if Shen Yu was at an extremely high level, there was never any way for either side to win reliably in a fight at the same level.
Shen Yu put his hands behind his back and looked at the snowflakes falling slowly from the sky without making any movement.
Wei Boyang stood high in the sky, holding Daojue with both hands, and fell into silence.
There was an eerie silence.
After five breaths, Wei Boyang saw Shen Yu's eyes, which meant that he wanted you to come, so he stopped waiting and gently made a push forward with both hands.
In an instant.
Thousands of snowflakes bloomed like thunder, floating in the air, and the entire street was enveloped in violent spiritual power.
With just one breath, all the scenery inside and outside the 100-foot radius will be directly destroyed, including the lotus flowers in the lake and the man below.
Looking at the snowflakes that came with the howling wind, Shen Yu finally raised his eyelids at this moment.
Then he gently held the wooden sword beside him.
The sound, similar to the sound of a sword, was fleeting.
The middle-aged man's hand in Yingxian Inn suddenly clenched, and a crack appeared on the tea cup.
Shangguan Wuju's eyes bloomed with a rare light, staring at the world.
Su Mo raised his head and looked into the distance. He didn't know whether he was looking at the scenery or what he was looking at. He sighed with emotion: "It's so beautiful."
The drunk man on the branch suddenly opened his eyes, and the rusty sword under his body could not stop trembling.
Qingcheng Shanjian Lao's expression changed drastically, and he shouted at the same time: "Get away!"
Immediately afterwards.
Thousands of inspirations suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth.
The inspiration that was supposed to turn into a murderous sword seemed to have completely turned into an ordinary snowflake, without any momentum at all.
The crowd looked at each other in confusion, watching the snowflakes falling and covering everyone's shoulders, but nothing happened.
In mid-air, Wei Boyang opened his mouth slightly, his pale face still a little confused.
There was a bloody hole in his chest.
The blood in the blood hole has disappeared.
He smiled sadly and asked, "Is this the sword of virtuality and reality?"
Shen Yu stood on the same spot from beginning to end, nodding and saying, "Yes."
"It turns out that what you really practice is swordsmanship."
Wei Boyang said with a look of realization on his face, and with a taste of reluctance, his body plummeted from the sky towards the ground.
