The river is hazy like smoke and mist, and it is vast. On the shore, the two farmers walked all the way up the river from the river, and there were many discussions, and one farmer smiled: "It seems that God has eyes, the dark river on the top of the Chezi Mountain has been washed away by the river, and our crops have been saved." ”

Another farmer also said happily: "Yes, yes, it seems that the sacrifice of the Hao people on the third day of March this year really lives up to the high expectations of us peasants." In the future, we will also worship the water unicorn like them every year. Bless our Dongling Village with a bumper harvest for generations. ”

The two peasants were discussing and patrolling the riverside, probably because they were too excited, and there was also a possibility that they were checking what else was going on by the river, and they could find out and deal with it as soon as possible. When I arrived at a place, I met four people sitting on a straw pile in a silk exhibition shop for lunch, knowing that they were people of the Hao tribe, and the two village farmers who were in awe learned a set of knowledge and etiquette, and took a deep look, and then went up the river again.

The four people sitting on the ground turned a deaf ear, and Hao Lewd Sword looked sideways at a child named Yan Zhuang, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, nodding slightly, and comprehending.

Si Cong didn't feel like he left his seat, and it was difficult for Hao Lewd Sword to keep him.

Hao Jian saw that the child was still chopping a locust tree next to the car, and reminded: "I guess practicing like yours is also practicing blindly. He Shenju ignored it, and he said again. "Kill the enemy accurately, otherwise you will be killed by the other party, and your revenge will be lost. After speaking, he wiped his grease mouth with a delicate handkerchief, and threw it on the river, and the rotating handkerchief pierced through the wind and waves, and disappeared after a few sections of water.

As soon as He Shenju heard the words "the enemy will be lost", he stopped the machete, saw that the man's gestures were not trivial, and couldn't help asking: "If you say this, then how should I practice?"

Hao Jian said casually: "Take the goal as the theme." You are a small person, and your strength is also small, how to grasp your own strength to be fully exerted on the battlefield, this is the training of the goal. ”

He Shenju thought for a moment, his eyelids straightened, and then he held the handle of the knife upside down, used the knife board to stick to his arm, hit his right hand to the left, stared at a knife mark on the locust tree with sharp eyes, and quickly raised the knife, the knife mark on the tree made it worse, and the trace expanded, deep, and fresh.

Hao Lewd Sword said smugly: "How about it, it's amazing, the practice is to see the carving insect skills, but it's not to practice everything and use it skillfully." ”

After being instructed, He Shenju practiced the knife more diligently.

Hao Jian stretched out his hand to the mighty river, and said strangely, the handkerchief returned to the palm of his hand cleanly.

The yin on the bluestone on the waterfront of the river is draped in dust, with a peaceful face, meditating quietly, and the girl in blue clothes next to her is also in the same action, her breath is undulating and orderly. There was an extremely weak light around him, like a firefly game in the blue sky, and the light was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Cheng Ruping gently unfolded her eyebrows, retracted the palms in front of her stomach, and after the light was hidden, she easily exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling that the eight veins of the body's strange meridians were extremely smooth and very comfortable.

Lu Yinzi said: "Ru Ping, you know that there are some people who can't find cultivation skills, and if you find them, it means that your qualifications are not bad." It's just that some don't dare to let go and try, you have to thank that white-clothed Taoist friend. If it weren't for his trick of cutting off the river and intercepting the stream, opening the foundation of the mountain, and causing the earth to shake and shake, I'm afraid that your initial state of mind would not be trained, and you would not be able to break the lesson of cultivation. You did a very good job, Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his color and heartbeat, and his courage and courage obviously improved. ”

Cheng Ruping came over to the young man shyly, and when she looked up, she saw that the young man in white was handsome, handsome, and graceful.

The gifted Hao Lewd Sword couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and his soul flew into the sky and was stunned.

Hao Chujie, who had eaten a bite of green vegetables, muttered his tender lips and whispered: "Brother, brother, brother, your saliva has fallen on the dry rice, quickly wipe the corners of your mouth with a handkerchief." ”

He Shen, who has always been dissatisfied with the Taoist's not teaching martial arts, practiced moves to the death, and the moves on the "Falling Flower Sword Technique" were still drawing gourds, and hearing Lu Yinzi's sentence "You know that there are some people who can't find cultivation skills, and you have found it, which means that your qualifications are not bad", let him swing the knife like crazy, and a sentence came up in his mind, "Is it that I was born worse than others, but I can also see it" He used the knife marks he had realized before to scratch the wound with a knife again, adding 100% strength, the knife edge of the locust tree suddenly deepened, and the leaves of the locust tree fell. He whispered, "Not necessarily." ”

The self-conscious gluttonous feast Lu Changsheng inexplicably shouted to the side of the carriage: "Little baby, don't make my car dirty." ”

He Shenju knew that those people were not easy to mess with, so he stayed away for dozens of steps, stuffed the buns in his mouth indiscriminately, and continued to practice the knife hard.

Hao Chujie knew that his brother liked to flirt with young girls, so he stepped forward to sit on a big stone and talk with Cheng Ruping, nothing more than to say that he was a brother's habits, hoping to see it not strange, Cheng Ruping is not a person who holds grudges, and the other brother's eldest brother has no rudeness, the two are similar in age, one has a cheerful demeanor, the other has a quiet personality, and the deep conversation is very dissolving.

There was a small tearing sound on a locust tree in front of him, and a blue big knife went straight through the locust forest, and with lightning speed, he Shenju, who was practicing knives by the river, wanted to stab him in the stomach. In a hurry, the little boy who had just realized how to hold the knife used the knife to block it, and suddenly remembered the "song of striking the soil" of the falling flower swordsmanship, showing the eight-figure posture with both feet, and going all out to the ground, such as taking root on the ground. I only feel that the front is not only splashing with blue mangs, but also blowing the face with strong winds, and the locust leaves and fish gushing back, the knife is caught in the wind, and the wind hides and kills, if this time can't be stopped, my life is worried.

Suddenly, a force poured into his body from the attached acupoints and rejoice, and then his shoulders and back tightened, his neck was painful, and his elbows and arms were numb. The force quickly dispersed from the foot sun bladder meridian and foot, and finally leaned into the right arm, only to feel that the arm was about to burst, and roared loudly.

"Boom. ”

A sound of abundance was deafening, and there was a familiar voice behind it: "Transferring flowers and trees." He Shenju subconsciously changed his body shape, and he pressed the knife with his hand, which was the fifth move in the "Falling Flower Sword Technique" that he had practiced, and there was still a force in his back that gathered his arms and rushed into the knife. He took a closer look in front of him, and saw a girl in yellow whose blue knife was pressed against the locust tree on the side, and stabbed into it, without the hilt. The woman was pretty, but his extremely angry and corrupt appearance made people have to guard against it. He Shenju wanted to retreat and then think about it in the long run, but the other party raised his foot and kicked it downward.

"The clouds are rising. The girl in yellow said fiercely.

Hao Jiaojian's body was elegant, and he grabbed He Shenju's back collar, and threw it back, suddenly dodging the deadly move of the girl in yellow.

"Do you want him to die two corpses?"

After the seven-colored rainbow feather in yellow clothes fluttered into the air, she was ashamed and brave, and she quickly killed in front of the hao lewd sword with the horizontal knife in her hand, and the oblique knife was sharpened, the blue light was magnificent, and the true qi was overflowing.

The vast sword that saved the precarious He Shenju shouted: "The sword is coming!"

The wooden sword he had just placed by the river rolled up like a thousand piles of snow and suddenly rose, as if he understood the words of a person and flew in his hand, and the sword was blocked, and the dull sound of iron and persimmon wood sounded, and the next moment it was the two sides of the move one after another.

After a few moves, the wooden sword man retreated from the battlefield and asked Yaoli, "This girl, have something to say." ”

The seven-colored rainbow ling, who did not have the upper hand, knew that the other party could be extraordinary, and it was not easy for one to do it, so he said: "I was ordered to come to catch the thief, and I hope this son will not meddle in his affairs." ”

He Shenju felt the puzzled eyes of the savior, and immediately shook his head to say that there was no such thing at all, and then his eyebrows were raised, and he was taken aback, and two figures came into view, only to see the woman taking the lead in attacking, holding the sword light in her hand, and holding the momentum, chasing the waves in the forest, and sprinting to the sword shadow of the man in white clothes. Although the man is a wooden sword, he is strong and strong, and he seems to have the upper hand.

The woman who bowed down and blocked behind her saw the wooden sword bullying the knife approaching, and her right sleeve turned over the flying knife path and twisted into the man's arm, wanting to change hands. The man raised his feet in the dust and kicked a talented woman's "green clouds" move to solve the crisis.

The seven-colored rainbow feather that turned over in the air said angrily: "Shameless!"

On the branches of the locust tree, the blue light of the knife clamp is compelling, and the delicate face has a look of indignation, and the grand sword power is quickly removed. The sword and sword qi were stirred in the Huai Forest, like the calm water surface of a lake was slapped down with a straight stick, making the locust leaves roll dust like water splashing, and the smoke was filled.

The seven-colored rainbow feather took advantage of the advantage and cut through thorns and thorns all the way, wanting to smash the Yellow Dragon directly.

Hao Jiaojian opened her knife, defused the surging momentum of the move, and joked: "The body of golden scales in the water is not reversible by your broken moves." The woman who had made a few moves and was silent about the woman who had won steadily. After being distracted, he joked again: "If you become my wife, you can rebel as much as you want on the kang at that time." ”

The indifferent woman seemed to be screaming like a knife, but in fact she was in a dilemma, after more than ten moves, she was already at a disadvantage, the man's wooden sword was inching in, bullied up, pressed on her chest, and approached: "How about tonight?"

The woman was furious, got up in the rear, and made a look of being ready to go. The man felt that the knife qi in the woman's chest was weakening, and the strength was under his feet, so he hurriedly bounced back. Suddenly, an indigo knife slashed from the top of the woman's head. It turned out that the woman lifted her foot and opened the knife box with the root of her foot.

After the sword floated away, he faced the woman's double knife attack, and he could only use the wooden sword to open it one by one, and the young woman could carry the knife box on his back to arouse his curiosity, and dismantled a few tricks and said: "What are you carrying on your back? Is it all knives?"

The woman wore a face that others owed money and did not pay it back.

"I don't owe you any money, and I don't have a love debt. Hao Jian added.

"I'm going to cut off your tongue!" the woman said coldly.

"Who are you from the Freedom Realm? Why do you have the 'Colorful Mark' of the Great Grandmaster? The two you are holding now are the 'Blue Eyebrow Knife' and the 'Indigo Pupil Knife', they are very similar in color, and ordinary people at first sight can easily see that they are the same knife. If I'm not mistaken, there should be five more in the box on your back, which are white face, red lips, orange skin, green silk, and purple clothes. Hao Jian wondered.