Knives, floating!

Out of thin air, like an immortal method!

Twenty or thirty flower boats, hundreds of Confucian scholars, they all looked at the pig-killing knife floating in the air and slashing at them against common sense!

The knife...... Can you fly?!

It's not very strange that knives can fly, after all, the agency has created flying knives.

However, this flying knife is a hidden weapon, and it is ...... with the flying pig-killing knife in front of him It's not at all!

There was a blurred phantom outline of the big knife around the pig-killing knife in front of him, with a depression that made every Confucian student breathless.

Among the hundred sons...... Who has such means?!

The Confucian scholars on the flower boat all kept their mouths shut.

They stared at the pig-killing knife that came from the sky, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Nie Changqing stepped on the penny of the boat erected on the lake, and the clothes on his body were hunting under the wind.

His qi and blood, which had been oppressed by Haoran Qi, boiled again.

With the aura of the sword, cut out this dazzling and gorgeous knife.

This is the strongest knife that he Nie Changqing, Grandmaster Cheng has slashed so far.

However, Nie Changqing was very calm, and there was no turmoil in his heart, as if he usually felt when he was a little piglet.

"Compared to the spiritual pressure of Gongzi's thought of covering the town of Han Lianxiao...... My means are insignificant. ”

Nie Changqing muttered.

The next moment, when his eyes fell on the flower boat, he became calm and calm.

Rumble!

The smoke swirled into a whirlpool.

Haoran Qi pulls the water mist all over the lake, like three flowers gathering on the top.

Hundreds of Confucian scholars, their complexions changed suddenly.

Lu Fan asked Nie Changqing to do it, but they didn't expect it.

They are all Confucian scholars with meritorious reputations, and their identities may not be noble, but they are definitely sensitive.

Lu Fan really dared to kill them?

Once they are killed, they will definitely attract the attention of the great Confucians in the court, and even attract the national teachers to interrogate.

When the time comes...... How did Lu Pan end?!

However.

No matter what these Confucian scholars think......

Nie Changqing's knife has been cut down after all.

The surface of the lake, which was originally blown by the wind and had layers of ripples and waves, suddenly quieted down, like a mirror, without waves, and it was quiet and made people tremble.

The flower ship that was locked by the Pig Killing Knife.

The faces of several leading scholars who were originally standing proudly on the bow of the ship suddenly changed greatly.

He was not only a Confucian scholar, but also a martial artist.

Although he is only a second-rate martial artist, Nie Changqing's knife gave him a sense of horror like falling into hell.

The righteousness on his face disappeared, and a wisp of Haoran Qi in his chest also collapsed.

On the deck of the flower boat, he turned his head, squeezed away the Confucian students behind him, and ran backwards like crazy.

Airplanes......

Everyone was waiting for the pig-killing knife to fall.

However, Nie Changqing's pig-killing knife disappointed them, and he didn't hit the flower boat.

Instead, it hung an inch in front of the deck of the flower ship.

The eerie levitation is even more frightening.

The lake was silent, and the Confucian students on the other flower boats widened their eyes, but when they saw that there were no waves, they felt bored for a while.

However.

On the locked flower boat, many Confucian scholars were like the first person, turning around like crazy to escape, but after a few steps of escape, their bodies were soaked with blood, and they were cut off at the waist, and they were directly separated.

Thundered!

Moment.

The calm surface of the lake was covered with white foam, as if a white snake had spread from under the boat penny that Nie Changqing had stepped on to the flower boat.

The surface of the lake is actually divided into two by a shallow, reaching hundreds of meters.

This knife seems to be wrapped in the momentum of slaying the dragon.

The heroic righteousness of the Confucian scholars collapsed under this knife.

Click.

The flower boat was broken.

Although the pig-killing knife was not cut, the flower boat was cut open.

There were a few Confucian students who ran fast, but they were lucky not to die, but the green shirts burst out with blood, let out a miserable howl, and fell on the board.

The hull of the ship cracked.

The turquoise lake gurgled and poured into the boats.

The flower boat began to sink, and the Confucian scholars on the ship had no master, and they lost their heroic spirit, they were just a group of scholars who were not even as good as third-rate martial artists.

Quite a few scholars took off their robes, and despite the cold of the lake, jumped off the flower boats and swam towards other flower boats or shores.

Some scholars who couldn't swim were paralyzed on the boat, their faces pale.

Nie Changqing raised his hand.

It was like a palm, and the pig-killing knife hanging at the front of the sunken flower ship actually staggered and floated back.

In the end, he was held by Nie Changqing.

Standing on the boat, a cloth swayed in the wind, but it was a knife that opened the lake.

The sword trick, the first appearance of the world, is amazing.

The Confucian students on the other flower boats were stunned.

Many people's hearts trembled......

A knife can open the lake through the air, kill people, and smash boats!

Is this really a martial arts method?!

The legendary martial arts master, and even the sons of a hundred schools...... I'm afraid I can't do that!

The entire Beiluo Lake is silent.

Fishing boats are rocking.

Ning Zhao held the cicada wing sword in her hand, standing quietly on the boat, she looked at the unbelievable scene in front of her, and her plump red lips opened slightly.

Even if it's her...... Equally surprised.

And beside her, Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, didn't look at it, the wind blew his hair, and he smiled lightly and pinched the white chess pieces.

A hand is gently brushed on the neat and dust-free chessboard.

The next moment.

The white son between the middle finger and index finger suddenly fell into the Tianyuan star position of the chessboard.

"Smack. ”

"Old Nie, continue. ”

Lu Fan said lightly.

The spiritual pressure chessboard flickered for a while, and the black son fell to release five times the spiritual pressure, and the white child fell to restore fifty percent of the spiritual energy for the goal setting.

There is no half wisp of aura, Nie Changqing only has one wisp, and recovering fifty percent is equivalent to recovering one wisp.

Standing on the penny of the boat, Nie Changqing, who was holding a pig-killing knife, opened his eyes again.

Excitement flashed across his face.

That unstoppable aura...... It's back again!

Airplanes......

The pig-killing knife in his hand was wrapped around the aura again.

For the knife that had just been cut, Nie Changqing, who was still puzzled, once again slashed out at a different angle in the air.

Aim for another flower boat.

The Confucian students on the ship were terrified.

They can't be as calm as water in the face of life and death like the great Confucians.

On the ship, Nie Changqing kept swords.

On the lonely boat, Lu Fan frequently fell.

The two work very well together.

The picture is actually a bit poetic.

Twenty sons fell in a row, and each one was white.

Nie Changqing also slashed twenty knives in a row, slashing the flower boat with a knife.

I have a deeper understanding of the Sword-Keeping Technique.

And in Beiluo Lake, a group of Confucian students, regardless of their demeanor, fell into the lake like dumplings.

Their faces were pale one by one, but they dared not speak in anger.

Some Confucian students who were killed by the pig knife fell into the Beiluo Lake, causing the Beiluo Lake to be bubbling with clumps of blood.

The smoke that swirled around Beiluo Lake dissipated.

It was dispersed by Nie Changqing's twenty knife aura.

Nie Changqing returned to the fishing boat and dragged the boat.

On the boat, Lu Pan was leisurely putting the chess pieces back into the chess box.

"Childe, the rest of the Confucian students...... How to solve it?"

"Killed with a knife?"

Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife and asked.

Lu Fan rubbed his slender fingers, supported his chin, and glanced at a group of Confucian scholars fluttering in Beiluo Lake.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Let them flutter, they want to step on me Lu Ping'an to achieve the reputation of 'angry hair rushing to the crown for a red face'...... How can you do it without paying a price. ”

"Drowned, not drowned......"

"When they get ashore, the City Lord's Mansion will send someone to settle accounts with them. ”

Lu Fan said lightly.

"Now, let's go to the Drunken Dust Pavilion first. ”

......

After the fishing boat, Xu Yuan.

Chen Beixun's eyes tightened, he was carrying the sword box of pineapple wood, and his body was trembling slightly.

Fly the sword, cut the lake with one sword!

Daoist outcast...... So strong?!

What a desperate stab.

Beside him, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan had already fallen on the board, their eyes blank.

"This ...... How is this possible?!"

"Is he still human?!Is there really anyone in the world who can kill the enemy with a sword?"

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan roared almost demonically.

"Don't worry...... And my Sword Sect Grandmaster!"

Chen Beixun clenched his fists, his eyes flickering.

The smoke that lingered on the surface of Beiluo Lake was dispersed by Nie Changqing.

In the depths of the smoke, a swaying boat also jumped out.

Chen Beixun's eyes were bright, staring at a lonely figure sitting cross-legged on the lonely boat.

The figure carried a pineapple wooden sword box like him, and there were four swords in the sword box.

That's the sword school walking of the Zhongnan Tianshan Mountain!

The four swords mean that this person is a martial swordsman with the strength of the Six Rings Grandmaster!

Suddenly.

Chen Beixun's eyes showed excitement.

But he saw the lonely swordsman on the lonely boat standing up, his robe moving in the wind.

The sword swordsman is about to strike!

However......

Chen Beixun's excitement quickly froze and froze.

Because, after the swordsman of the sword sect got up, he did not hesitate to burst out of qi and blood to hit the boat, making the lonely boat shoot.

Leaves a long and narrow ripple on the surface of the lake.

He fled quickly without looking back.

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