A huge sailing ship is adrift on the sea, with sails of five colors, reflecting the sky and shining brilliantly.

The five-color sailboat is still a five-color sailboat, and the purple-clothed marquis is still the purple-clothed marquis.

When the people in the martial arts knew that the Marquis in purple had not died, they all cheered, as if crazy.

It's just that some people find that there seem to be fewer heroes in this crowd.

Soon after, the Marquis of Ziyi announced another piece of news, and he would never ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes from now on, and would never anchor on the Bohai Sea every year in the future.

Qunhao was shocked, and he couldn't help but cry and wail, once the rivers and lakes lost the Dinghai God Needle of the Purple Marquis, demons and monsters were rampant, and the martial arts would become dim again.

What's more, there are still seven years before the man in white returns, and besides him, who can stop the sword of the man in white.

It turned out that in the early hours of this morning, the purple-clothed marquis learned what happened last night from the maid, and his expression darkened.

He could think that if there was no Xia Yunmo yesterday, then perhaps the five-color sailboat would no longer exist today.

And what is the significance of what he has done?

He was cold to the rivers and lakes, and he no longer thought about asking about the rivers and lakes.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what his senior brother "Jinyi Hou" Zhou Fang said.

"People's hearts are like a tide, the dark tide is surging, the surface looks clear, but the inside is dirty. Your town's inhabitants of the rivers and lakes for a while only make it look clearer on the surface. ”

Ziyihou withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and the calm on the surface of the rivers and lakes could no longer be maintained. Some so-called heroes have also torn off their hypocritical masks and done evil unscrupulously.

It's just that in Xia Yunmo's opinion, there are good and evil, heroes and thieves.

Perhaps, this is a more complete Jianghu.

On this day, above the Bohai Sea, the wind and waves were calm.

Once, there was a battle between two peerless swordsmen here, and countless high rollers did not hesitate to give up everything to come and see.

And now, after the war, this group of heroic high-rollers has returned to the rivers and lakes, and only a few sporadic people are still wandering here.

Of course, the shore of the Bohai Sea will also become a martial arts holy land, and many people from the rivers and lakes will come here every year to miss the shocking battle at the beginning.

In particular, some fledgling young swordsmen worship the purple-clothed Hou as a god, and want to become a peerless swordsman like the purple-clothed marquis or the white-clothed man.

Today, a flat boat is floating on the Bohai Sea, the boat is gently rocking, and there are three people sitting on the boat.

Xia Yunmo, Ziyihou and the little princess.

Three days have arrived, and today is the time for Xia Yunmo to fight against the man in white.

The purple-clothed marquis smiled, he believed that if there was one person in this world who could truly defeat the man in white.

Then, except for Xia Yunmo, there is no one else.

Especially when he heard that Xia Yunmo had solved the three masters with just three moves, this idea became even clearer.

The purple-clothed marquis held the oars, and under the urging of the internal qi, he moved forward extremely fast.

Xia Yunmo sat cross-legged, looking at the surrounding scenery, drinking the wine in the cup, which was also very interesting.

The little princess's eyes were rolling, she had many things she wanted to ask Xia Yunmo, but she couldn't interfere with him at this moment.

Xia Yunmo seemed to be a little drunk, with his eyes closed, lying on the boat, the sun shining on his body, and he only felt warm.

The sea breeze blows the corners of the clothes, and the sound of the waves rolling in my ears is still in my ears.

Everything seemed wonderful.

The boat slowly stopped and leaned against the shore.

Xia Yunmo also opened his eyes, sat up, and then saw the man in white.

The man in white stood on a rock, motionless, except for his long hair, which danced in the wind.

Behind him was a six-foot long sword, his face was pale, and from a distance, there was an indescribable desolation and weirdness.

He didn't seem to notice Xia Yunmo and his party, his eyes were looking at the other side of the coast stupidly, and his eyebrows were full of loneliness.

seems to sigh that in this red dust, there is no longer a decent opponent.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Xia Yunmo and his party.

When he saw the Purple Marquis, he seemed to be puzzled, wondering why the Purple Marquis had not died. But this kind of doubt came and went faster for him.

Immediately after, he saw Xia Yunmo, and there was only Xia Yunmo in his eyes.

Xia Yunmo and the three of them got off the boat and came to a big rock.

After placing some wine and food on the stone, Xia Yunmo said loudly: "Your Excellency, please come over and talk about it!" ”

The man in white walked over, and every step he took was still one foot and seven inches apart.

The speed of the man in white was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "I'm going to fight to the death later, eat more now, and go to Huangquan, so I won't be a starving ghost." ”

The man in white sat down cross-legged, drank all the wine in the cup, and frowned as he looked at the dish.

It turned out that the life of the man in white had been dedicated to martial arts. In his life, apart from martial arts, there are few others.

If you are tired of walking, lie down and sleep, even if you are in the thorns, you don't care.

If he is hungry, he will shoot birds and beasts with stones, and they will crack and eat.

He also drank wine when he was young, and it was not much different from cold water.

But chopsticks, he seems to have lost his impression of this thing.

Xia Yunmo smiled, and the rest of the people didn't speak.

The little princess turned out to be a little resentful of the man in white, hating him for hurting his father.

But this resentment is gone. Looking at the stone statue of the man in white, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Such a person is lonely all his life, and it is difficult to have friends? Even though he had reached the pinnacle of martial arts, it only made him more lonely. ”

However, she didn't know that the man in white was born for martial arts and swords all his life.

If there is no martial arts, no sword, then his life has no meaning.

Xia Yunmo looked at the man in white, but he knew even more that this person was a pure swordsman.

His father used to be a native of the Central Plains, a martial arts wizard, and a master of hundreds of schools, but because of the distraction of Hongchen's trivial matters, it was difficult to improve his martial arts.

is to be invincible in his life, downcast, and suffer from the cold eyes of the world, and finally drift across the ocean.

Then, all his thoughts were pinned on the man in white.

The man in white also lived up to his father's expectations, and really became a peerless swordsman, a peerless swordsman who was not stained with a trace of dust.

Xia Yunmo sighed in his heart, of course, the swordsman is sincere, but he can't do it anyway.

The man in white suddenly raised his head and said word for word: "You can eat and drink well." ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "I have eaten and drunk well." ”

The man in white said again: "Can you fight?" ”

Xia Yunmo said: "Yes." ”

After that, the figures of the two floated, and they had already stepped on the stones on the shore, looking at each other from a distance.

Ziyi Hou picked up the little princess's body, swept her body, and was already dozens of feet away.