The cold wind blows on the river beach,
There was a sense of solemnity between heaven and earth.
"Qin Xiu, the spear god in white, you killed the three masters of our Huashan sect in succession. Junior Brother Mu also died because of you. The old man himself retired to the world, and now he has to come out!"
From behind the reed marsh, a strong voice came, the voice of Feng Qingyang.
Without waiting for Qin Xiu to reply, the old boatman put down his pennant and said with great enthusiasm:
"Feng Qingyang, Mr. Qin is my second brother's benefactor. As long as I am still alive, you can never threaten him!"
The righteousness is as thin as the sky, and the lofty sentiments are endless.
While the old boatman was speaking, he raised a rough big hand and gently grasped the water.
Whoosh! !
A divine sword that was as bright as new flew out of the water and landed in his hand.
The sword's light is scorching, red as fire,
The entire sword seemed to be burning with blazing flames, exuding a fierce and fiery kendo power.
"Is he the one from Tiannan Sword Palace?"
Feeling the fiery and domineering sword power of the old boatman, Qin Xiu suddenly remembered an existence,
only,
Just relying on a sword, it is not completely certain that the old boatman is Yan Nantian.
And after the old boatman showed his sword.
The reed swamp suddenly became quiet, and the entire river also became quiet, and the atmosphere became strange and depressing. Feng Qingyang stopped speaking and remained silent for a long time, seeming to be thinking.
Suddenly the next moment.
Groan! !
A dragon roar that resounded throughout the world came from behind the reed swamp,
The sky suddenly became stormy and treacherous, and the reed marshes became even more turbulent.
Apparently Feng Qingyang's sword was unsheathed.
Uh-huh! !
A light blue sword light cut through the reeds and quickly slashed towards the boat.
As soon as this sword comes out, the earth will shake and the mountains will shake.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang drew his sword.
And across the miles of reeds, he slashed at the boat on the river with his sword, targeting Qin Xiu on the boat.
"Is this the Dugu Nine Swords? Its power cannot be underestimated."
Feeling the powerful sword power, Qin Xiu's starry eyes flickered, blood boiled in his body, and his fighting spirit became stronger.
"break!!"
Suddenly, the old boatman held swords in both hands and struck straight ahead with one sword.
A red sword light appeared out of thin air and faced the green sword light.
Two sword lights met on the water in front of the boat,
There was a roar,
Huge waves were blasted out of the water, and the river became rough.
After the collision,
The red sword light dissipated.
But the power of the green sword light still remained, and it continued to fly towards the boat.
The old boatman's sword eyebrows narrowed, and he waved his hand to slash out the second sword beam, which shattered the green sword beam with a sound of hitting the ground.
Which one is strong and which one is weak is already clear.
A cold warning sounded from behind the reeds.
"Yan Nantian, you are only fifteen years old this year, but you already have such profound knowledge of swordsmanship,"
"If it takes another ten years, the Divine Sword Jue will definitely be perfected. By then, I won't be sure that I will be able to defeat you."
"Why do you have to come to muddy the waters? Are you ruining your great future?"
Feng Qingyang's words were carried by the wind.
It’s not hard to hear,
He admired the old boatman's swordsmanship very much and was very optimistic about it. He even asserted to his face that in just ten years, the old boatman could threaten his status.
but now,
If the old boatman becomes his enemy Feng Qingyang, then there is only one fate waiting for him, death!
"Yan Nantian!"
"Senior, you are actually the greatest hero in the world, Yan Nantian!"
Xuanyuan Ziyi's beautiful eyes widened.
I was really lucky today. First I met the gunman in white, and now I met Yan Nantian.
The two peerless powerful men that others longed for, he saw them all in one day.
"It is indeed Yan Nantian."
Qin Xiu was not shocked at all.
Because he had actually already guessed about the identity of the old boatman.
After all, Yan Nantian made it clear before that he was here to repay his kindness to his second brother.
Among the people Qin Xiu rescued,
Only Jiang Feng has a sworn brother, Yan Nantian, the greatest hero in the world. And the second brother Yan Nantian calls is naturally Jiang Feng.
"Master Yan, Feng Qingyang is in the celestial realm, you have to be careful."
Qin Xiu was still a little worried about Yan Nantian.
It's not that Yan Nantian's sword skills are not good, nor that his internal strength is not strong, but that he is only over ten years old now and has not yet perfected the Divine Sword Jue.
And the wind in the house is clear.
He sounded like he was at least fifty or sixty years old. He had practiced more than ten years longer than Yan Nantian.
Having accumulated more true energy and more confidence, Dugu Nine Swords has long been completed.
Using the Nine Swords of Dugu at the Dzogchen level to fight against the imperfect Divine Sword Jue, Feng Qingyang would definitely win, but Yan Nantian might lose his life.
"Ok, I know."
Yan Nantian nodded to Qin Xiu, and then said loudly to the reed marsh:
"Feng Qingyang, the spear god in white is a bit young and energetic, but he is definitely not a person of bad character. The three masters of your sect died in his hands. Maybe they had their own way of killing themselves. Please be aware of the details! Kudos to you! Thank you very much!”
As he said this, he clasped his fists at the reed swamp, obviously not wanting to fight Feng Qingyang. It would be best to resolve the situation peacefully.
However, from the reeds came angry words.
"Then you mean to say that I, the Huashan disciple, brought it upon himself? We deserve to be killed by this kid? How unreasonable!"
"Yan didn't mean that."
Hearing Feng Qingyang's anger, Yan Nantian felt that something was wrong.
Just listen to Feng Qingyang shout coldly:
"Yan Nantian, I have made it clear enough. If you insist on protecting Qin Xiu, then we can only speak with swords."
Uh-huh! !
Uh-huh! !
Two sharp green sword lights flew over the reed swamps and struck towards the boat.
These two sword lights were much more powerful than the previous ones. They were dark green and extremely solid. Even the space was shaken when they flew out.
"Stay back quickly."
Yan Nantian reminded Qin Xiu and Xuanyuan Ziyi, and at the same time, he slashed down with swords in both hands.
One after another, the red sword light was chopped down as if it were free of charge. It collided with two green sword lights. It took seven or eight red sword lights to break one green sword light.
The water surface is even more turbulent,
The boat finally couldn't bear the pressure of the sword, and split into pieces with a bang, and could no longer carry everyone forward.
"Miss Xuanyuan, I will take you away."
The boat shattered, Qin Xiu held Xuanyuan Ziyi's jade hand,
The Gang Qi of the universe appeared around him, and the Gang Qi transformed into the form of a spiritual crane, flying like a big bird, and landed on the bank of the reeds.
"Son..."
Holding hands again, Xuanyuan Ziyi's pretty face turned red and she was very shy.
Women in ancient times were very conservative, especially young girls who had just begun to fall in love. Once they had physical contact with a man, even if they just touched their fingers, they would be extremely shy in their hearts, and they would even identify him for the rest of their lives.
And they just landed on the shore.
Boom boom boom!
Bang bang bang!
A shocking explosion occurred in the reed marsh.
Yan Nantian and Feng Qingyang fought frantically across the reeds from a distance with their swords flying. The air exploded continuously, the earth trembled violently, and trenches opened.
Just between breaths.
The reeds were flattened by the sword energy of the two masters, revealing the bare ground. The reeds seemed to have been shaved by a razor, which was very ugly.
"Young Master Qin, take Miss Xuanyuan and leave quickly. His swordsmanship is too high. I won't be able to hold on anymore."
Yan Nantian, who was in the fierce fight, used his internal power to send a message to Qin Xiu and said anxiously.
Qin Xiu shook his head and said:
"If I leave, you will definitely die."
He killed many masters of the Huashan Sect, including Yue Buqun, Xian Yutong, Mu Renqing, and if Feng Qingyang let him go, he would definitely use Yan Nantian to vent his anger, and he would definitely die.
Yan Nan is more than ten years old.
If he was given another ten years, Feng Qingyang would not be able to threaten him.
"Young hero, don't worry about me."
"You saved my second brother's family, Xiikou. You are a manly man. Your kindness will be repaid by a spring. It doesn't matter even if you die!"
Yan Nantian was so heroic that he drew his sword as he spoke.
Feng Qingyang had also noticed that Yan Nantian was deliberately restraining him and creating opportunities for Qin Xiu to escape, so he showed no mercy and used the strength of the Celestial Realm.
"Breaking Sword Style!"
A soft drink sounded, and the sword light rose into the sky.
The breaking sword style of Dugu Nine Swords can break all sword techniques in the world.
Yan Nantian's Divine Sword Technique has not yet been perfected, and it is full of loopholes in the face of the Broken Sword Style. Suddenly, he is at a disadvantage and is passively beaten.
"Damn! This Dugu Nine Swords is so powerful!"
Dugu's Nine Swords kept attacking, and Yan Nantian tiredly drew out his sword to resist.
The clear wind and the Dugu Nine Swords force the enemy to attack and have to defend, advance without retreat, and move forward indomitably. Yan Nantian is now stretched thin, being beaten everywhere, struggling to resist, and surrounded by dangers.
But at this moment.
"Buddha's Palm!"
The sound of soft drinking resounded throughout the world.
A huge golden Buddha palm is condensed on the top of the sky. The golden light is brilliant and brilliant. It is also accompanied by the Buddhist Sanskrit sounds of the majestic trees, and is blown down by the clear wind.
Feng Qingyang was shocked and flew away to avoid it.
Boom! !
The huge golden Buddha palm fell on the ground, and huge five finger prints appeared on the ground.
The author Jun's old book "Ying Zheng: It turns out that my ninth brother is the peerless master", also known as "I, the useless ninth prince, shake the world with one shot", has been completed with 1.2 million words. Friends who are short of books should go and read it.
