At midnight, by the Han River. $$

Jiang Xiaoyu walked out of an iron-hulled cargo ship moored by the river with the man in black in his arms.

A line of words is printed on the hull: Qingyang Shipping Company.

A wooden boat floated down the river and came to a steady stop in the iron-hulled boat, and the boatman wore a cap and wiped the penny with a felt cloth.

Jiang Xiaoyu stopped and squinted at the boatman. There are very few people on the Yangtze River who use pennies to support boats.

"Qingyang Jiang family?" The boatman turned, and the penny was held horizontally in front of him.

"Exactly, may I ask if you are ......" The bearings shown by the boatman made Jiang Xiaoyu vigilant. He was calculating and certainly had a good memory. The figure of the boatman was familiar, and it seemed to have been seen there.

"Hanshui Yin family." The boatman whispered.

"You're a silver-faced man." Jiang Xiaoyu remembered.

"Yes, I went to Shanghai to fight in the ring, just to meet the people of the Qingyang family." The penny split in two, revealing a long, thin sword. The blade was unpretentious, foggy and lackluster, and compared to the long sword he used in the ring, the thin sword turned out to be quaint and heavy.

"I've been looking for you for a long time." With a sword in his hand, the boatman's waist was straightened, and there seemed to be layers of halos radiating from the center of his right hand holding the sword; "Remember? It's long overdue that we have a balance between us. ”

Three figures walked out of the darkness by the river, and Jiang Xiaoyu's heart was cold. Two of them he knew, one was the little liar, and the other was Qin Keqiang. Although the other has never met, looking at the momentum, it is not a character who is on good terms.

"I don't know, Brother Yin, I'm just passing by here. I didn't owe a cent of the money I played, and I had already settled it cleanly. Jiang Xiaoyu screamed in his heart, especially when he saw this thin sword, his pupils tightened, and a wolf-like green light faintly revealed. He didn't know Yin Shifeng, but this thin sword was so familiar. Seventeen similar swords are hung on the walls of the Hidden Sword Cave in Jiangjia Village.

It's really not the right time for the silver-faced man to come here at this time.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry, we're just spectators. The one in your hand will wake up in half an hour without any problems. It's Senior Brother Yin who is looking for you. Zhu Tong chose a high ground to sit down and said loudly. From there, you can see everything that happened on this stretch of the Han River.

The lights in the distance and the lights of the boats moored by the river have scattered some light here, and this secluded riverbank has a better view than the quiet East Lake.

Jiang Xiaoyu let go of half of his worries, faced Yin Shifeng, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Yin, we don't know anything in our lives, what are our accounts?" ”

"It's not an account between you and me, it's an account between the Hanshui Yin family and the Qingyangjiang family." The silver-faced man shook his wrist slightly, and the thin sword spun out a round light and shadow like a water wave; "The account between the water thorn and the water flowing eastward."

"The water flows eastward." Jiang Xiaoyu thought silently. Speaking of the Hanshui Yin family, he is a little confused, and when it comes to the eastward flow of water, he can't pretend to be confused if he wants to; "Why can't we forget that history and sit down and talk about it?"

Once upon a time, how long exactly...... Those historical questions that are specific to the year, month and day are too long to study, and we only know that they are at least 300 years ago. Wupin Qingyang appeared in Jianghu Dao about three hundred years ago, and they were like a dazzling star, suddenly rising above the river.

Also three hundred years ago, the five brothers of the Jiang family not only laid down the Chongqing wharf in just two years, but also went down the river to the south of the Yangtze River, and took the Cao Gang who were rampant on the Grand Canal. At that time, the Cao Gang originally belonged to the Hanshui Yin family.

In the eight-pin rivers and lakes at that time, the Hanshui Yin family ranked fourth, for, the four-grade Han Yin.

Since then, there has been a bloody battle between Wupin Qingyang and the Yin family of Hanshui for more than 200 years. Wupin Qingyang's unique stunt against the water spur seems to be the nemesis of the Yin family's swordsmanship in Hanshui, and his fierce and vicious moves are tricky. For more than 200 years, Wupin Qingyang and the Yin family of Hanshui had seventeen public battles, but each fight ended with the Yin family losing the life of a master. As a result, the Yin family of Hanshui also fell into a period of depression that lasted for more than 200 years.

It wasn't until the Republic of China, perhaps because of the war, that the Hanshui Yin family suddenly disappeared from the sight of Jianghu Dao, and the battle came to an end.

By Jiang Xiaoyu's generation, the Hanshui Yin family has become a strange existence, and he rarely even heard the elders mention the four words Hanshui Yin family.

Shui Dongliu is different, and there must be an opponent to cultivate the Reverse Water Thorn of the Five Grades of Qingyang, that is, a sword technique called Shui Dongliu. One of the five elders of the Jiang family specializes in cultivating this kind of swordsmanship, and it can be said that without the water flowing eastward, it is impossible to practice against the water.

Jiang Xiaoyu is no exception, since he was a child, he has suffered under the water of the fifth uncle, and that memory has seeped into his blood.

The fifth uncle often said that if you don't work hard, you will only have a dead end when you encounter water flowing eastward in the future.

Jiang Xiaoyu's cousins Jiang Xiaoleng and Jiang Xiaohuai have chosen to cultivate since they were children, and only one of them will be able to sit in the position of the five elders of the Jiang family in the future. Jiang Xiaohuai, who was in Jiang Xiaoyu's arms, probably knew the gap between himself and Jiang Xiaoleng, so he withdrew from the competition early and joined Jiang Xiaoyu's side.

"What should have been said has long been said, between us, there is only blood and sword." Yin Shifeng was also stunned for a moment, and sighed at the end.

"Senior Brother Yin, please wait a moment." Jiang Xiaoyu put Jiang Xiaoleng into the cabin.

Five minutes later, Zhu Tong was worried about whether he would slip away from the oil and water on the soles of his feet, the hatch opened, and Jiang Xiaoyu came out.

He changed his outfit and put on the black water jacket again, and the guy in his hand also changed. Zhu Tong and Jiang Xiaoyu had two confrontations, the first time they faced a water spindle, and the second time was last night, at this time, Jiang Xiaoyu used two water spines of the same length.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu still had two black spunes in his hand, but one was long and one was short.

The spike in the right hand is slender, about the same length as the thin sword in Yin Shifeng's hand, and the spike in the left hand is half shorter, but the blade has become thicker, and it is divided into two to form a double-strand thorn.

"Senior Brother Yin, since you have encountered it, it is useless to say more. There are three colleagues in the rivers and lakes as protocols, so we will have a discussion and conclude the dispute between Jiang and Yin of this generation. "Jiang Xiaoyu unfolded a defensive stance, and the two water spines staggered in front of their chests, drawing a string of dazzling sparks;" Senior Brother Yin, there are barbs on the thorns against the water, please be sure to think. ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang, for reminding me." Yin Shifeng reversed the thin sword, and his right hand was on his chest, but it was an authentic Dao technique.

Jiang Xiaoyu jumped on the wooden boat, Yin Shifeng picked up the penny and lightly clicked, and the wooden boat slid towards the center of the river.

Taxiing for thirty meters, Yin Shifeng lowered the Penny River to the bottom, and the wooden boat was parked there. The two silently separated, facing each other at the bow and stern of the ship.

The high ground where Zhu Tong, Qin Keqiang, and Zhang Wei are located is more than ten meters away from the Jiangjiacai riverboat, and nearly fifty meters away from the wooden boat in the river, and there is a water surface in the middle. At such a distance, Zhu Tong and Qin Keqiang had no way to make a move even if they wanted to. Yin Shifeng did this because he was afraid that outsiders would disturb the battle between them.

"Senior Brother Yin won't be in any danger, right?" Zhang Wei asked worriedly.

No one answered him, Zhu Tong and Qin Keqiang both looked at the Han River intently, and a fierce battle had already begun.

"Flowers in the water, flowers bloom and fall instantly, a little bit." With a groan, Yin Shifeng made a move.

The thin sword turned into a cloud of light and shadow in his hand, and it exploded in an instant, sweeping through the space of the wooden boat, and rushing towards Jiang Xiaoyu like a tide of thousands of stars. Every bit of starlight represents a tremor of the sharp edge of the thin sword.

"This is the flower in the water?" Faced with such a mercury-like move, Zhu Tong and Qin Keqiang both gasped.

The wooden boat on the river is seven meters long and two wide, and there is no way to dodge and no way to escape. Yin Shifeng in the ring still retained most of his strength, and his opponent did not lose anything.

Jiang Xiaoyu quickly gave the answer, that is, to fight fast with fast.

The long fish thorn in his right hand swung out a light curtain, and thousands of starlight flashed in the light curtain, each of which corresponded to a little starlight from Yin Shifeng.

There is a continuous crisp sound on the river, and the rhythm is compact and melodious.

Jiang Xiaoyu passed this trick and immediately began to fight back. He narrowed the distance between the two sides with an arrow step, and the double strands of water in his left hand pierced out, aiming at the blade of the thin sword.

Zhu Tong and Qin Keqiang were both stunned, and Yin Shifeng could only retreat, or jump up to exchange places with Jiang Xiaoyu, or choose to fall into the water. This is a real move to lock the opponent's weapon, if the thin sword is locked, Yin Shifeng can only bow his head and admit defeat.

Surprisingly, Yin Shifeng did not provoke or retreat. The thin sword pulled out a small sword flower, and the two points of starlight accurately hit the two blades of the double-strand thorn. Jiang Xiaoyu jumped up, and a beautiful harrier rolled over and landed in the initial position.

So far, the two have exchanged two moves.

The first move is a false move, and the water flower is compared to the eyesight and reaction speed of both sides; Jiang Xiaoyu was on the defensive side, and he could easily block this move, which was enough to prove that his vision and reaction speed were slightly better.

The second move is a real hard move, and the competition is the depth of cultivation, and Jiang Xiaoyu seems to have lost half a move. In terms of the solidity and depth of his own cultivation, Yin Shifeng is one line higher.

After two temptations, a confrontation followed.

Yin Shifeng seemed to be waiting for Jiang Xiaoyu to make a move, but Jiang Xiaoyu was just guarding the door and had no intention of making a move.

The thin sword was lightly raised, and a gorgeous sword flower was spun in the air, and Yin Shifeng made another move.

This move was different from the first move, there was no starlight, the thin sword disappeared strangely, but there was a faint roar on the river. It was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, and one of Yin Shifeng's moves contained a plump internal force, and he chose to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses, forcing Jiang Xiaoyu to fight hard with him.

Of course, Jiang Xiaoyu would not be so stupid, this time he chose to avoid it. Space is limited on a wooden boat, but there is always space.

Jiang Xiaoyu used his left hand to stab at the thin sword, and the long water thorn dance in his right hand made a sword move similar to the water flower, and the flower bloomed and fell in an instant, Jiang Xiaoyu had already hidden in the gorgeous sword flower to avoid this blow, and exchanged positions with Yin Shifeng.

"It's weird, they seem to be out of the same house." Zhang Wei muttered.

Zhu Tong and Qin Keqiang both have similar weird feelings, and Yin Shifeng and Jiang Xiaoyu's moves are really similar. The difference is that Yin Shifeng's thin sword outlines the majestic and plump flowers in the water, containing the momentum of the big waves. And Jiang Xiaoyu uses spikes to make delicate and tricky water flowers, and it implies a fierce trick.

"The moon in the water, everything is never empty, and the idealism is eternal." Yin Shifeng changed his move again, he knew that Jiang Xiaoyu would not take the initiative to make a move.

The thin sword drew a circle, one circle became two, two became three, and the endless legendary swordsmanship unfolded in turn.

The wooden boat swayed with Yin Shifeng's sword move, and the long and short water spines in Jiang Xiaoyu's hand were also stimulated by the water flow to divide their spirituality, and they could always hit the killing move of the thin sword at a moment's notice. The barbs carried on the spun often make the smooth moon in the water stagnant. And every time the thin sword was hindered by barbs, it was an excellent opportunity for Jiang Xiaoyu to make a cold move, but as if he didn't see it, he just guarded the portal.

Yin Shifeng couldn't attack for a long time, and seemed to be a little impatient, and Shui Zhongyue changed his moves again.

"The water is all over the sky, and from then on, the foothills will be cut off and the world will be fresh." With another groan, the sword move in Yin Shifeng's hand turned strong and brave, opening and closing. He took three steady steps, and the sound of wood breaking came from the wooden boat, and every step he took was so solid that the bottom of the boat under his feet was broken, and the river rushed in.

"Senior Brother Yin wants to sink the ship?" Zhang Wei said worriedly.

Zhu Tong began to condense the true qi in his body, ready to catch people at any time. Wupin Qingyang's water kung fu is powerful, although the Yin family of Hanshui is also involved with water, looking at Yin Shifeng's moves and body techniques, there is no sleek and light on Jiang Xiaoyu's body.

"Senior Brother Yin, as for fighting for your life?" Jiang Xiaoyu spoke for the first time.

He had no way to avoid it, and the water must have been extremely draining, and as Yin Shifeng approached step by step, the criss-crossing sword moves sealed all the space on the wooden boat. In addition to fighting hard, Jiang Xiaoyu had no choice.

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