Zheng Guo, Bishui Guan.

Song Zhiwen and Chen Shouren rushed to Bishui at the same time. If it weren't for the 800 cavalry behind the two of them who couldn't keep up with their speed, the distance would be only fifteen miles, but it would have been a cup of tea.

The river flows through the water pass, and the width of the river is one mile. But near the shore, the water is still deep and cannot drown the horse's hooves. Walking 20 zhang into the river, the water depth suddenly increases, the central section of the water, the water depth is dozens of zhang, non-ferryboat, the military can not cross.

Chen Shouren was in a purple armor and white robe, with a black gold piping, and a famous sword in the sky, and came to the bank of the water. At that time, there was a young girl in green waiting for the river, preparing a small boat, and seeing Chen Shouren riding a horse to the river, Gong stepped forward and said softly: "Son, the boat is ready." ”

"Hmm. Chen Shouren turned over and dismounted, eight feet long, like a bamboo pole, untied the sword at his waist, threw it to the green-clothed girl, and then raised his right hand, signaling the eight hundred cavalry behind him to stop.

Chen Shouren looked at the Confucian sword on the other side of the river.

Song Zhiwen had already stood on the other side, wearing the famous sword Nuan Yu, and also raised his right hand, signaling the eight hundred cavalry behind him to stop.

On Rujian's side, there was already a person waiting on the bank of the Bishui River, preparing a small boat. It's just that unlike Chen Shouren, Song Zhiwen asked that the person who was holding the boat here was a black-armored soldier.

"Rujian, please!" Chen Shouren said in a long voice on the other side of the river.

"Little sir, please!" Song Zhi replied.

Here, the black-armored soldier pushed the boat to the deep water area with his bare hands, Song Zhiwen was a little on tiptoe, his body was like a long rainbow, and he descended on the boat, and the black-armored soldier who pushed the boat turned over on the boat, propped up the penny, and drove the boat to row to the center of the river.

Over there, Chen Shouren took matters into his own hands, flew forward, kicked the boat up, like an arrow off the string, and flew directly into the deep water area, and the people and boats were one, rushing straight to the center of the river.

The girl in green hurriedly flew in pursuit and boarded the ship.

"Aqin. Chen Shouren didn't wait for the girl in green to speak, he had already grabbed the penny with one hand, and said with a sassy smile, "And hold my son's sword, this boat, I will personally support it!"

“...... Okay, Childe. Ah Qin had no choice but to hold the famous sword Chixiao in his arms, stand on the boat, and watch the son support the boat.

Chen Shouren personally supported the boat, which Song Zhiwen did not expect.

Rujian subconsciously looked at the green-clothed girl behind Chen Shouren, and said with a smile: "I have heard that Mr. Xiao often has a stunning sword attendant by his side, and when I saw it today, it was really a heavenly figure." ”

"The Confucian sword is overrated. Chen Shouren laughed, glanced back at the green-clothed girl, squeezed his eyes at her, and said, "I, the sword squire, say that it is the posture of heaven and man, is it not Haikou? If you want to talk about the posture of heaven and man, you must count Yu Youwei and Yu girl of Yuelu Academy! No one in the north knows that there is a talented and beautiful Yu Youwei in Yuelu Academy in the Song Kingdom, and she is the first beauty of the Great Song Dynasty, Master Li, and she is a little inferior in front of her. I heard that Rujian and Miss Yu have a lot of dealings, I wonder if this rumor I heard is true?"

"Whether it's true or not, the little gentleman must have seen it with his own eyes. Song Zhi asked, "The so-called hearing is false, seeing is believing, how can Mr. Xiao not understand this reason?"

"Oh?" Chen Shouren said with a smile, "When Rujian said so, I think the rumors are false. If Miss Yu is really shocked, how can Confucian Jian not defend her?"

The two spoke-for-tat, and they both hid knives in their smiles.

"Hmph!" But the green-clothed girl behind Chen Shouren couldn't stand it anymore, snorted, and whispered, "Childe is quite leisurely and elegant, running to the top of the water to discuss with your rival who is the most beautiful." ”

"Hehe, is Ah Qin angry?" Chen Shouren whispered to apologize, "Childe, I am deliberately angry with him! Thinking about it, this Rujian's feelings for Yu Youwei are by no means ordinary. ”

"Huh?" Ah Qin, the girl in green, sneered, her face full of disdain, "Ah Qin doesn't know when Childe likes to listen to people in the corner so much." Dare to ask Childe, is this your new hobby?"

Chen Shouren coughed dryly twice, stunned by the girl in green and unable to speak.

"I didn't listen to the third master keep talking about the relationship between Song Wang Junzi Qi and Confucian Sword Song Zhiwen, just because that talented and beautiful girl Yu was suspicious, so ......" Chen Shouren wanted to defend.

"Do you believe the words of that prodigal son of the Third Master?" the girl in green snorted, even more disdainful.

Chen Shouren was stunned for a moment, "Ah Qin, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to say this about the third master, right?"

"What's wrong?" the girl in green asked rhetorically, and blocked Chen Shouren so much that she couldn't say a word, so she had to hold the boat with her head bored.

After all, it was the Supreme of the Four Realms who supported the boat, and Chen Shouren's side soon arrived at the center of the Bishui River. I saw that the white-robed general had a long penny, and between the real anger, the painting boat floated steadily on the water, letting the river be turbulent, and the boat did not have the slightest intention of being floated away by the current.

Song Zhiwen saw that Chen Shouren had reached the center of the river, and between the movement of the true qi in his body, the boat under his feet suddenly accelerated, and in just a moment, he had already driven the boat to the center of the river.

The commanders of the two armies of the Battle of Zheng and Song formally met on the water.

These two new generals in the north are both young, but they have already made a name for themselves in the north. The two of them each stood on a flat boat at their feet, looking at each other, and in addition to the hostility rooted in their eyes, there was also a little imperceptible appreciation.

On the banks of the Bishui River, 1,600 cavalrymen looked nervous when they saw their commanders meeting by boat, for fear that the two would start fighting if they disagreed. If it was a plain, they could still sacrifice their lives to charge, but this was on the edge of the water, even if the two fought, they could only stare dryly, and they couldn't intervene at all.

So in the end, this meeting of the water is really a head-to-head battle between Chen Shouren and Song Zhiwen, at most plus the swordsman Ah Qin next to Mr. Xiao, and the black-armored soldiers who support the Confucian sword.

But the conflict came faster than the soldiers of the two armies across the river imagined.

Seeing the center of the river, Chen Shouren and Song Zhiwen each steered the boat with their true qi, so that the two small boats floated steadily in the turbulent river and were unmoved.

The 1,600 cavalry on both sides of the river all stared wide-eyed at the situation in the center of the river.

Just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, Chen Shouren spoke.

The water was so strong that none of the cavalry on either side could hear what the white-robed general was saying. But that sentence immediately made Song Zhiwen's expression change greatly!

"What did you say?" Song Zhi was shocked in his heart, "Don't laugh, little gentleman, didn't you invite me to come to this water for a while?"

Chen Shouren's face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a storm brewing under his eyes.

Song Zhi asked Chen Shouren's reaction, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

"Rujian, I sent a messenger to hand you the letter, I still don't know what is written in it?" Chen Shouren felt a chill in his heart, and said in a solemn voice, "In that letter, it is written ......"

Before Chen Shouren finished speaking, the green-clothed girl behind him suddenly exclaimed: "Childe, there is a murderous aura!"

As soon as the voice of the girl in green fell, Song Zhiwen had already jumped up, straight up to the clouds, the famous sword warm jade was out of the sheath, the sword body was neither gold nor iron, it was actually a jade sword!

"Famous sword warm jade. Chen Shouren's eyes lit up, "I heard that this sword is the work of Bai Wuyi's predecessors in the early years of the Sword Sect of the Zhongzhou Refining Weapon Sect, and I have long known that the sword warm jade is in the Song Kingdom, but I didn't expect it to be in your hands!

Song Zhiwen The sword was unsheathed, and the sword aura was swirling, like a clear spring and jade sound.

"Childe still has the leisure to laugh?" The green-clothed girl Ah Qin said angrily, seeing that Song Zhiwen was on the boat before, the black-armored soldier suddenly threw out the quenched gold needle from the sleeve armor, and he had already made a move, flew in front of the white-robed general, and blasted out with a palm, and swept out with energy, knocking out all the quenched gold needles thrown out by the black-armored soldier.

The water was turbulent, and as soon as the two of them made a move, the two small boats suddenly retreated in opposite directions.

"Haha, Ah Qin, with his three-legged cat kung fu, can he also hurt your son-in-law?" Chen Shouren thought about it, there were two possibilities, first, the letter he wrote was dropped.

Second, the current situation is that Song Zhiwen is putting on a show.

He deliberately set up a maze array to make himself think that someone was plotting against him behind his back, but in fact, it was Song Zhiwen who really calculated him.

Above the clouds, Song Zhiwen hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly took out his sword, and the sword qi rushed out, directly taking Chen Shouren's head and leaving!

"What a Confucian sword! It's such a sinister and cunning person!" The green-clothed girl Ah Qin saw the sword qi coming from the sky, and her dress was blown by the sword wind, and she raised her eyebrows and scolded angrily.

"Hahaha, Ah Qin, pay attention to the image, pay attention to the image! You said you want to be a fair lady!" Chen Shouren didn't care about the top sword qi, but laughed out loud.

"This lady, this girl won't do it today!" Ah Qin said angrily.

"You go and deal with the black-armored soldier, and give the sword to Childe and I will deal with it. Chen Shouren said, with a long penny in his hand, his feet separated, and the penny broke out of the water, turning the splash into a substantial sword qi, and slammed into Song Zhiwen's sword.

Penny falls apart!

"Go back!" Chen Shouren shouted, twisting it with his backhand, and the penny that was originally split apart by the sword qi was gathered by him with his true qi and recovered in an instant.

""The Sword Intent of the Great River, the Long River is rolling!" Song Zhiwen asked the sword again, using the sword intent of the Great River that Song Shenshu realized on the bank of the Lancang River.

Song Zhiwen took out a sword, and the magnificent water under his body suddenly boiled, and was pulled by that sword, turning into thousands of piles of snow, tide after tide, and constantly bombarded Chen Shouren!

"The Sword Intent of the Great River", the long river is rolling.

The sword intent is taken from the artistic conception of the endless rushing river.

Chen Shouren's expression was awe-inspiring, and the penny in his hand was infused by him with true qi, and the dragon rushed towards the surging river sword intent.

Penny wasn't originally a sword, but it looked like a real sword under the white-robed general! The moment it rose to the sky, Penny erupted with a deafening sword roar, crashing head-on into the long river of sword intent rolling above the clouds!

The battle between Mr. Xiao and Rujian kicked off in an instant.