Since Shen Yu entered the Immortal Ascension Realm, she has had very little experience fighting against people in the same realm. She often faces old monsters whose realms are unfathomable, so it often turns out to be quite tragic.
But in fact, after realizing the Infinite Movement, there are really not many people of the same age in the younger generation who can compete with Shen Yu at the same level.
next moment.
Shen Yu holds a sword.
A subtle sword light bloomed from the slit, like the first ray of sunlight appearing in the morning sky.
Qin Sanzi reacted very quickly. He bent his knees almost to the ground and was about to jump into the sky. However, he was lightly slapped on the shoulder by Shen Yu. The surging spiritual energy in his body instantly collapsed and he was half-kneeling on the ground.
In an instant.
Countless sword shadows filled the space between the two of them like a peacock opening its tail.
The sword energy enveloped Qin Sanzi overwhelmingly, the street ground exploded, and dust filled everything.
Countless people exclaimed.
Shen Yu put away her sword.
The dust dispersed.
Qin Sanzi was still half-kneeling on the ground, his whole body intact, but cold sweat was spread on his forehead, and his eyes were full of confusion and shock, as if he hadn't reacted yet.
The ground around him was filled with countless sword holes, densely packed and bottomless.
"Is this the Taoist Sword Immortal..."
Qin Sanzi murmured.
In the moment just now, countless rays of sword light passed by his body in all directions, and he had no chance to react.
If the other party wanted to kill him, he would almost be killed the moment he got close.
Shen Yu said: "It's just a matter of drawing the sword."
"So fast?"
"reluctantly."
Qin Sanzi was silent, then shook his head bitterly.
It is a joke that a martial artist dare not fight in close combat with a Taoist monk. However, this joke has become a fact at this moment.
"I surrender."
After Qin Sanzi said this, he felt so ashamed that he left the place directly.
Seeing this scene, the place was deathly quiet.
No one thought that Qin Sanzi would be defeated so simply.
Dou Ya'er glanced at Ling Jianzi and asked cutely: "When you picked up your uncle, you said you wanted to have a fight. Have you had a fight?"
Ling Jianzi was silent for a while, then turned his head and asked with serious doubts on his face: "Did I say this?"
Most of the people here were taking the martial arts route, and they were all shocked by Shen Yu's move just now.
Then, their eyes subconsciously shifted to Bian Yong.
The strongest person here is Bian Yong.
More importantly...the Bian family has never dealt with Daozong because of that incident.
Under the spotlight, Bian Yong drank a glass of wine and then slowly stood up.
It is hard to imagine that this young man with a soft and pale face is a powerful martial artist among the younger generation in Wanliu City who can rank among the top five.
The strength of his body is shocking.
He looked at Shen Yu, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, and said seriously: "To be honest, I have no interest in embarrassing you, but the name Daozong makes me very unhappy. Although I blame those two people for not knowing according to your theory. Anyway, but if they hadn't been meddling in other people's business and sacrificed the lives of several of my disciples to kill the great demon called Zhuohun, it would have been a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you strangers, you don't know what would happen if you could If we exchange our lives for that demon, almost all the Bian family disciples will die without hesitation."
Bian Yong clenched his fists and said indifferently: "However, this opportunity that I don't know how long it will take to come again was ruined by two real people of your Daozong. Haha, what a good Daozong! What a bullshit, Linghuang is the strongest. Sect? The first thing a disciple from such a sect thinks about when facing an enemy is not how to kill the enemy, but how to escape. This is indeed an eye-opener for those of us in Wanliu City."
The bright moon and green pine trees.
These are the names of the two Daozong masters in the Tribulation Realm.
If you are in the land of five continents
, the actions of the two people will probably be praised and chanted by everyone, and will be left as a good story.
But in this Demonic Land far away from the Five Continents, everyone is hostile, especially the Bian family.
The Bian family and the demon clan in the Demon Realm have been fighting to the death for thousands of years, and they have already become a blood feud.
Only a few people know that the great turbid demon turned into a human form with its innate ability and killed the head of the Bian family and dozens of people from his clan in a sneak attack. His body and head were hung at the top of the demon cave in the demon realm. , and even still exists today.
Among them, the women of the Bian family retained all their appearances and were transformed into walking corpses by a great demon who was good at refining corpses. They were distributed to the demon clan's powerful people as slaves and maids as playthings.
It's more than just a blood feud.
From that day on, all the disciples of the Bian family would be informed of this tragic event, and all they wanted to do was cut the body of Zhuohuang into pieces to comfort the spirits of their ancestors in heaven.
And after finally getting that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if it was only a one percent chance, it was destroyed by the Dao Sect. One can imagine the mood of those Bian family disciples who were lucky enough to survive.
There are bound to be mixed flavors.
Shen Yu looked around at the Bian family disciples who were also angry and said calmly: "Do you have a question?"
Bian Yong asked: "What?"
Shen Yu said: "For thousands of years, there have been countless people from the Dao Sect, but now that I have come here, I have only seen two children from beginning to end. Where are the others?"
The air became quiet.
No one answered this question.
The same is true for Bian Yong.
Yes, there are countless Dao Sect true immortals, but no one exists in Wanliu City.
Why?
Of course he is dead.
All Dao Sect practitioners who came here died in battle.
No one survived.
Shen Yu lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if I'm not grateful for saving you. It's okay to die if you don't have the ability to kill the enemy. But how did you get the house back? You have to give it back to me."
Bian Yong calmed down and said coldly: "That depends on your ability."
As soon as the words fell, the two figures disappeared almost at the same time.
In the center of the street, spiritual energy and Taoist energy spread overwhelmingly.
Bian Yong disappeared and punched Shen Yu from behind.
Immediately afterwards, he fell from the sky again, sweeping his head with his whip legs.
Having seen the battle between Shen Yu and Qin Sanzi before, Bian Yong had already made up his mind that he would never engage in a close fight with the opponent unless he had to.
And precisely this kind of point-to-point wandering is the most familiar fighting method for every disciple in the city.
If Qin Sanzi had known Shen Yu's methods in advance, he wouldn't have lost so badly.
Shen Yu's expression was indifferent, and his eyes kept scanning every point in the sky, watching Bian Yong keep hiding in mid-air.
After a while, he got tired of looking at it and held out his Dow finger.
There is cyan light spreading like ripples.
Bian Yong, who was hiding in mid-air, suddenly showed up for some reason.
Shen Yu stepped forward and came directly behind Bian Yong.
Punch out.
Bian Yong's whole body fell to the ground.
Shen Yu's entire body disappeared again, replaced by a heavy kick.
Bian Yong raised his hands deep and resisted the attack coming from the air.
The huge force almost bent his fingers, and the surging spiritual energy was like a giant dragon smashing in front of Bian Yong, making a clanging sound like a copper wall.
"Get out of here!"
Bian Yong shouted loudly, slapped his palms forward suddenly, and the dragon exploded with a bang.
At the same time, a huge statue of more than twenty feet rose from the ground behind Bian Yong, with a majestic face and murderous intent. ushugU.
And in the sight of everyone, twenty feet away, Shen Yu put one hand behind his back, raised the fairy sword parallel, and a unique aura flowed like autumn water.
Three swords.
break
Autumn water.
