Escape...... Escaped?

Chen Beixun stood alone on the fishing boat, looking at the lonely boat that was flying away, a little confused.

In the Sword Sect, the status level is divided according to the number of swords in the sword case.

A first-class martial artist is qualified to carry a sword box and step into the level of a grandmaster martial artist, and two swords can be hidden in the sword box.

There are two swords in the sword box of the first ring grandmaster to the fourth ringing grandmaster.

Starting from the Five Rings Grandmaster, each time it sounds, there will be an additional sword in the sword box.

The six-ringing grandmaster warrior can hide four swords in the sword box.

And the highest is the Nine Rings Grandmaster, who can carry seven swords in the sword box.

Moreover, those seven swords can be specially crafted by the swordsmith of the organ family, and they are the first-class sharp weapons in the world.

This is a tradition that has been passed down since ancient times.

The sword sect martial artist master on the lonely boat, the sword box hides four swords, and it is the six-ringing grandmaster......

But such a strong man.

actually turned his back on the original plan and fled without looking back!

Nie Changqing opened the lake with one sword, twenty knives came out in a row, twenty flower boats, and dozens of Confucian students, which scared this six-ringing grandmaster of the Sword Sect?

Chen Beixun's body trembled slightly.

He suddenly understood why Lu Fan was so calm and fearless.

The strength of this Dao Sect outcast......

It's like a monster!

on fishing boats.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's faces were also full of fear.

They looked at Chen Beixun, and a hideous look gradually appeared on their faces: "Chen Beixun, you lied to us?!

Zhu Yishan roared in a low voice.

Liu Ye's eyes were not very friendly when he looked at Chen Beixun.

Yesterday, Chen Beixun found them overnight, plotted all night, and swore that the Sword Sect would intervene in this matter and would get rid of Lu Fan when he took the boat to the Drunken Dust Pavilion.

However, everything is like farting now.

The master of the sword faction, without even showing his face, was scared away!

They...... It's been sold!

They can imagine what happened when Lu Pan turned back to find them when they reckoned with them.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan thought of the lazy and elegant young man in a wheelchair at this moment, and they didn't know why they showed a chill in their hearts.

"What are you afraid of!"

"Since ancient times, the rivers and mountains of flowing water have been the families of iron...... Although I am not as good as a top family like Shantai, I now have the sword faction of one of the hundred schools behind us...... He, Lu Ping'an, would never dare to touch us. ”

Chen Beixun stood on the bow of the boat, carrying a pineapple wooden sword box, and the green shirt on his body was blown by the lake wind.

His voice was cold and loud.

"But the master of the sword faction, escape...... Escaped!"

Liu Ye raised his hand, raised a finger, pointed to the lonely boat that had fled to nowhere to be seen, inhaled breathlessly, and said.

Chen Beixun's teeth clenched slightly.

"This is called a temporary strategic retreat, we will also retreat, go back to the mansion and negotiate again!"

Chen Beixun took a deep breath and said.

Then he ordered the boatman to turn around.

However.

Just when the boatman was holding on to the boat's penny and making a difficult U-turn.

Suddenly.

Suddenly, there was a terrifyingly strong pressure that suddenly erupted.

Boom!!!

......

"Huh?"

Lu Fan, who put all the chess pieces into the chess box, raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked into the distance, and on the surface of the lake where the smoke had cleared, there was a flat boat facing his fishing boat, raising white waves of water and shooting out into the distance.

"That's ...... Who?"

Lu Fan raised his chin in the direction of the crazy lonely boat and asked in surprise.

Nie Changqing carried the pig-killing knife, raised his head, and looked at the flat boat in the distance.

"Pineapple wood sword box, four swords hidden in the box, hundreds of schools, sword faction...... Six-Ringing Grandmaster Swordsman. ”

Nie Changqing, as the tenth of the Dao Sect, is naturally no stranger to the master of the Sword Sect.

"Sword Sect...... Grandmaster Swordsman?"

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed.

"What is he running? Childe, I have such a good temper, is it possible that I will eat him?"

Nie Changqing choked for a moment, glanced at a group of Confucian students who were still fluttering in Beiluo Lake, and couldn't help but be speechless.

You have a good temper...... Ghosts.

The small ones with small hearts and dragon fruit seeds have a fight.

Simply, Nie Changqing didn't answer.

"That's it, he's interested. ”

Lu Fan propped his chin, slowly closed his eyes, checked the self-recovery of the aura in his body, and waved his hand.

"Childe, there is a ship behind us, it is Chen Beixun and Liu and Zhu. ”

Lying on the edge of the fishing boat, Ni Yu, who was seasick and vomited to the point of weakness, suddenly pointed to a fishing boat in the distance with a haggard and emaciated face, and said.

"Oh. ”

Lu Fan looked at Ni Yu, who had a pitiful look in his eyes, slowly closed his eyes, and replied.

Nie Changqing took twenty knives, and he consumed twenty wisps of spiritual energy.

However, he could feel the Qi Pill surging like an oven, slowly recovering itself.

At this rate, it takes about an hour to recover a wisp of aura, which is indeed a bit slow.

However, Lu Fan is quite content.

"Childe...... They turned around and left. ”

Ni Yu's weak voice resounded in Lu Fan's ears again.

Lu Fan opened his eyes.

"Let's go?"

He grabbed the spirit pressure chessboard and placed it on his lap.

A sunspot was pulled out of the chess box.

The sunspot is smooth and shiny, and Lu Fan holds it between his middle and index fingers.

"How can I Lu Ping'an's bustle be so good-looking?"

The next moment, in his eyes, everything in his line of sight suddenly began to turn into translucent lines, just like when he had cast spiritual energy into the air.

He widened the map in his line of sight and found the fishing boat that Chen Beixun was about to turn around.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

After that, the Tianyuan star position of the chessboard.

Smack.

A wisp of light blue aura steamed up at the place where Lu Fan fell, like a small flame burning.

On the calm surface of the lake, the wind suddenly rose.

Ning Zhao's long skirt was blown and fluttered continuously.

Nie Changqing's pupils shrank, and his legs were clamped......

Appeared!

Childe's ...... Spiritual pressure!

......

on fishing boats.

Chen Beixun's heart trembled, and a pressure like heavenly power made him unable to resist at all for a moment, his cheeks were downward, and he stuck to the plank.

The five bodies fell to the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to move and his fingers.

Not only him, but also Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan.

They were even more unbearable than Chen Beixun, and blood seeped from their mouths and noses.

As for the boatman, he had already jumped into the lake and swam frantically to the shore.

Chen Beixun roared, he wanted to get up, but the pressure on his body was as heavy as a mountain.

Boom!

The lake around the fishing boat exploded and rose seven feet.

The fishing boat was instantly crushed and sunk like a lake.

The icy lake water frantically engulfed Chen Beixun, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan.

The fishy smell of lake water poured into their mouths.

What the hell is going on?!

How do you say that the ship sinks and sinks?

Where did that terrible pressure come from?

They didn't think it was Lu Fan's hand at all, a few miles away, Lu Fan was not an immortal, how could he do it, crush the fishing boat.

Chen Beixun and the three of them were full of doubts, but their strong desire to survive made them have no time to think, so they could only swim to the shore with the strength to eat.

Even if it is a second-rate martial artist, after soaking in the icy lake water for a long time, and then swimming to the shore, his physical strength will collapse.

Even, there are many Confucian scholars, who lose their strength halfway through swimming, and with nostalgia for the world, they grunt and sink to the bottom of the lake.

Chen Beixun is okay, he is a first-class martial artist after all, and Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan also have martial arts strength, so they returned to the shore alive.

They were soaked, their clothes sticking to their bodies, and their bodies were stained with the filth of the lake.

Suddenly.

The ground shook.

The sound of horses' hooves exploded.

A group of sergeants in helmets and armor rode their horses, and the onlookers shouted in amazement to retreat, recognizing these sergeants as the Beiluo army of the city lord's mansion.

Izuki rode on a brown horse, and behind her, the iron-blooded army of Northern Los Angeles, dressed in cold armor.

"The son has an order, take the three sons of the family, and go back to the city lord's mansion prison to drink tea. ”

Yi Yue's face was cold and serious, and she said.

"Handcuffed. ”

The next moment.

Several iron-blooded sergeants walked with heavy, cold chains.

Chen Beixun was wet and got up from the ground, his well-groomed hair had already been glued together.

He straightened his back, and his bones were iron.

"I am Chen Beixun, a disciple of the Sword Sect, and I am waiting for ......"

"Smack!"

However, before Chen Beixun could finish speaking, Yi Yue's whip suddenly pulled down and hit him.

Suddenly, the hot pain made Chen Beixun's tears almost flow.

"I want to see Young Master Lu!"

"I ......"

Chen Beixun shouted, however, Yi Yue had a cold face and threw out another whip, leaving a blood mark on Chen Beixun's body.

"Childe has an order, if you speak, you will ...... Pump you. ”

A faint smile appeared on Yiyue's fox face, and she rolled her hand with a long whip, and said in a manner.

Chen Beixun suddenly stopped talking.

He wanted to resist, but there were hundreds of brave and fierce Beiluo Iron Blood Army present, and he ...... What to resist?

Even if an ordinary grandmaster encounters so many Beiluo iron-blooded troops, he is afraid that he will be captured obediently.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan didn't think about resisting at all, and were obediently handcuffed and escorted away.

And Chen Beixun, with the aquatic plants in Beiluo Lake sticking to his hair, turned his head to look at the fishing boat quietly drifting in Beiluo Lake, as if he saw the wheelchair boy on the fishing boat like a spring breeze.

My heart trembled slightly.

"This game is me Chen Beixun, careless...... Shh

Chen Beixun was handcuffed to the iron rope, looking at Beiluo Lake, and sighed with emotion.

But the words are not yet falling.

Syllable!

Izuki whipped it over.

"Shhh......h Tap!"

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