At noon, the Yijiang River, the fog receded, and the true face emerged, the river surface was broad and majestic, the waves were rugged, and it stretched to the edge of the sky, as if it was connected to the sky and the earth, and people couldn't help but sigh at their own insignificance.

At the ferry, an ordinary Yi boat landed on the shore, and one old and three young people got down on it, and two of them just stepped on the ground, and then lay down in a daze.

If it weren't for the excitement on the faces of the two of them, and the limbs were hard to pick up the dirt, others would have thought that these two people had suffered some incurable disease.

This scene was seen by the people on the shore and couldn't help but attract bursts of chuckles, the Yijiang River is not as good as the inland rivers and lakes, the wind and waves are so calm. The Yi River is so big that walking on the Yi River is almost no different from sailing, and this situation is simply a step that every landlubber who travels far away by boat must pass.

The two lying on the ground noticed the strange gaze of the others, and immediately stood up with an embarrassed face and patted the dirt on their bodies.

At this time, a group of richly dressed sword-wielding young men disembarked from the boat, led by a middle-aged man, with a dignified and powerful appearance.

A young man in a green robe in the middle of the group saw the funny behavior of the two, and couldn't help but sneer softly: "Look at those two mud monkeys, laugh at me, so vulgar and unbearable, regardless of the image, at first glance, it is not from my generation." ”

The middle-aged man led by him was furious when he heard this, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up, why can't others say more about you, go and apologize to them!"

The two teenagers who were ridiculed looked at the group of them, and then at the old man beside him, who was silent and silent.

Seeing this, the two teenagers straightened their plain cloth clothes and walked slowly towards the group.

These two people, it is Feng Jin and Feng Mou, who have been traveling on the Yi River for half a month, as soon as they landed on the shore, the pain that the two had pent up for a long time vented out, it was good to lose etiquette, but they didn't expect it to lead to such ridicule.

The other boy is dreaming for a day, the boy seems to have been hit hard, the whole morning is like a frosted eggplant, embarrassed and there is an inexplicable sour taste and discouragement.

However, at this time, he actually walked forward with the two of them, and he did not feel timid at all because of the large number of people on the opposite side, and he was a disciple of the sect at a glance, and he had a feeling of giving up on me.

Feng Jin stepped forward to look at the middle-aged man who was at the head of him, and although he had declared justice and made the person who had spoken of sarcasm apologize, Feng Jin still sensed the disdain in his eyes for them.

Nowadays, the rivers and lakes are no longer the rivers and lakes that fight and kill and violate the prohibition by force, it is okay to hold soldiers and swords, and it is okay to compete in martial arts, but it is a crime to hurt people for no reason.

Whether it is the unpredictable Qing Judicial Supervisor or the Great Xia Judicial Bureau, they will not let it go easily.

This person is obviously full of disdain for them, but he still claims justice, but he is just afraid that things will get bigger, the children of the sect have never looked down on the reckless rangers, this is a well-known thing, as if the children of powerful families look down on them.

"I have seen this senior, my two brothers went back to cross the river for the first time, and they were quite uncomfortable, so they went ashore to make funny acts, which is indeed impolite, but this brother is not the way of etiquette to say such a ridiculous thing. "The wind is in the way.

At this time, the three of them approached, and everyone saw each other's faces clearly, and at this moment, the young man who had just spoken disrespectfully opened his mouth and shouted: "How can this person be so demonic, but the man's voice has such a good-looking woman's face, could it be a monster?"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man led by him immediately looked back and reprimanded angrily, "Zhuzi, that's how your master taught you, vainly be a disciple of my Longshan Sword Sect!"

When Feng heard this, he was even more furious, and even more flattering words from a dream day, this person dared to humiliate Feng Jin like this, and he couldn't bear it.

I saw him wave his hand and slap away Feng Jin's arm in order to stop him, and scolded angrily, "I can't spare you if I say crazy words!" Then a dodge approached, pulled the sheathed long sword wrapped in linen behind him, made it a club, and slashed straight forward, sinking with the sound of wind and thunder, unstoppable.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he moved up and held his sword to block it, he never thought that such a young man in front of him who was dressed plainly and had such an amazing strength, and his momentum was looming above him.

The blue-robed young man who spoke disrespectfully was even more frightened at this time, but how could he run past the sword in Feng's hand. At the moment when the sheathed long sword came into contact with the middle-aged man's sword, the middle-aged man flew out upside down.

Although the sheathed long sword reduced its momentum, it still smashed into the back of the green-robed young man, splitting it seven or eight feet away, lying motionless on the ground, life and death unknown.

At this time, a group of people reacted, and they all held swords and glared at Feng, but none of them dared to step forward, and they were all shocked by his strength.

The middle-aged man who flew out upside down for a few feet was even more uncertain at this time, staring at Feng Mou deadly, and said in a cold voice: "This young man has such amazing martial arts, he must not be a reckless person, dare to ask where he came from and who he studied from?"

Although this disciple of my Longshan Sword Sect is speaking wildly, he is by no means a traitor, and if he disagrees like this, he will take his life, do you know that today's actions will bring monstrous disasters to your family?"

Feng tied the sheathed long sword back behind his back and sneered: "Which eye of your eyes saw him dead, it was nothing more than knocking him unconscious, not even a single section of his spine was broken, and he will naturally wake up later." ”

When Feng Jin heard that the man was dead, and even his spine was not broken, he couldn't help but praise Feng in his heart.

At this time, he was no longer forbearing, since the wood had been completed, it was pointless to retreat, so he said: "This son has insulted the two of us twice, although my Daxia has strict laws, but for this kind of unprovoked rebellious man, it is enough not to cripple him."

If you have any objections, you can come to discuss, the two of us are really from a reckless background, and we studied under Yijiang Sanren!

If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, my name is Li Qingye, and his name is Li Shugen!"

Feng Mou's face darkened when he heard this, he glanced at Feng Jin viciously, and then said: "Yes, if the manly husband doesn't change his name, he can't change his surname, my name is Li Shugen! ”

The people of the Longshan Sword Sect are all uncertain, and the middle-aged man has an old face that has turned into carbon, the ghost is from a poor family, and the Yijiang people who deceive the ghost are fools?

Also plum roots, why don't you call plum bark?!

He breathed a long sigh of relief, walked towards the disciple who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, checked his whole body, and found that he really hadn't been injured in any way, and couldn't help but say to the two with a blue face:

"Li Shugen, Li Qingye, today's love will be reported by my Longshan Sword Sect in the future, the mountain is high and the road is far away, so I can't send it away!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he couldn't help but blush, he will report it in the future, what to report? Who to report? Li Shugen? This son is too insulting, he really can't be a fool!

But they really have to swallow it silently, how can he, who has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, not understand the unfathomable depth of this young man.

Using the sword as a stick, he first knocked himself away with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and then collected his strength to make a face with points, and the blue-robed disciple did not damage his bones, at most it caused him a little internal injury.

In this way, the power is used to the pinnacle, and the cultivation realm can no longer reflect its strength, and the cultivation realm is only a general generalization, but it has never been a standard for judging a person's strength.

The centipede has a hundred legs, and it is not as good as the snake. The civet chicken has wings and flies not as good as a duck. No matter how strong and tall a nine-foot baby is, it still can't beat a seven-foot adult.

Experience, martial arts, exercises, weapons, treasures, cultivation, wisdom, state, luck, etc., all of them can be combined to judge a person's true strength.

And the young man named "Li Shugen", not to mention far away, it is not easy to kill himself, a martial artist who is a god.

(Kneel and beg all the officials to recommend the collection!)