Thus the little wooden boat swung with some force towards the reeds that had changed the color of the boatman's mouth, and as it drew closer to that side, the invisible pressure grew. Wen Ya and the boatman had already fainted uncontrollably, and Yun Qing was still there to support her, she kept telling herself that she couldn't faint, and if she fainted, the four lives of the whole boat would be completely insecure.

Yes, Yun Qing was actually about to be unable to support it at this time, the invisible pressure was simply terrifying to the extreme, and a feeling of weakness and weakness came out of Yun Qing's mind. Even at this time, the corners of Yunqing's mouth had begun to foam, but she still supported her, and the driving force that supported her was the safety of a boatload of people.

Of course, she didn't know that a certain shameless middle-aged uncle who was lying motionless on the side, covering his face with a straw hat, didn't faint at all as he thought, but closed his eyes there in a daze.

Of course, Wang Mo was aware of the situation on the ship at this time, Wen Ya and the boatman could no longer withstand the energy pressure that escaped from the fierce battle between the strong men and fell into a fainting, and they also knew that Yun Qing was there at this time.

But Wang Mo didn't have any intention of helping them, this was not because Wang Mo was cold in his heart, but it was a good thing for them to fall into syncope at this time, after all, there are some things that ordinary people should not see, otherwise the collapse of the worldview will easily become a neurotic. Of course, neurosis is too serious, but it will also affect their ordinary and beautiful simple life.

As for Yunqing, Wang Mo also chose to go with the flow, but Wang Mo was also a little impressed with Yunqing at this time. Under the pressure of the old guy's escape, it seems that this little girl really has some talent. Wang Mo didn't want to interfere with Yunqing or anything, this kind of experience was not an experience for her. After all, moving forward under the momentum of such a strong person will have a great exercise in willpower and physical indicators.

As the wooden boat came to the edge of the reeds, the pressure increased a lot more than before. Yun Qing fell on the boat with a puff, and finally couldn't hold on to following in the footsteps of Wen Ya. Oh no, it's not the aftermath, it should be the old way.

After seeing that Yun Qing finally couldn't hold on and fainted, Wang Mo let out a breath and took off the straw hat on his face, stretched his waist and snorted. Then he put his hand on his forehead and squinted and muttered, "The sun is really enough today, it's too dazzling." ”

Then Wang Mo stood up and looked at the three people who fainted on the boat, then looked at the direction of the depths of the reeds, and said softly: "This feeling, it seems that the old guy has had a good time, this kind of oppressive force of this intensity is unbearable for ordinary people." After speaking, Wang Mo waved his hand, and a layer of transparent gas appeared to envelop the three of them.

"You will suffer some sin, and I can only protect you from harm, but I can't help you keep this pressure out. Then you might wake up, but it's not good to wake up. Wang Mo chattered and drove the boat into the reeds, and after shuttling in the reeds for a while, he docked.

It turned out that the center of the reeds was actually an island in the middle of the lake, and Wang Mo fixed the boat and jumped off the boat and walked towards the island.

When Wang Mo left, Yun Qing opened her eyes in a daze. She really couldn't support it just now and fainted, but now she didn't know if she was used to the pressure, or because of the protection that Wang Mo had relieved some of the pressure, Yunqing actually woke up like this.

However, although she regained consciousness, Yunqing's body still couldn't move. She shook her two bright eyes to look at the situation at this time, and found that in addition to Wen Ya and the boatman, who were still in a state of syncope, the handsome uncle Wang Mo was gone. And she found that all three of them had a layer of energy protecting them.

"Hmm, what's the situation now?, where did the uncle go?" Although Yun Qing was afraid of the danger of several of her people at this time, she was also worried about the safety of Wang Mo, who had disappeared. But she couldn't do anything at this time except barely think, because her body didn't listen to her at all at this time.

Regardless of the three poor people on the boat pretending to be corpses here, just looking at Wang Mo walking lightly on this small island in the lake at this time, it is obvious that this guy is not the first time to come here.

The scenery of the island adheres to the characteristics of the surrounding environment of Linghu Lake, which is a beauty. The island is surrounded by green trees, and through the woods is a clearing with a wide view, and in the center of the clearing there is a small lake. If you usually come here, you will be amazed by this magical sight, it is really an island within a lake, a lake within an island, and people are amazed by the wonder of natural creation.

But when Wang Mo came here at this time, he didn't have the heart to appreciate the scene that anyone who had never been here would be sincerely amazed. Instead, this middle-aged guy found an abrupt stone and sat down, looking at the two people by the lake with a lively expression.

At this time, there were two people standing by the lake on the island, one was the same young man from Izumo that he had met before, and the other was a little old man with a somewhat rickety beard and white hair. Looking at the traces on the ground here and the few broken and fallen trees in the woods in the distance, Wang Mo knew that the two had been fighting for a long time.

Wang Mo looked over with his hands on the pergola, and saw that the fluctuations on the old man's chest were slightly larger, and the corners of his mouth turned up at the moment, and he secretly said, "It seems that this kid with a heavy sword has some real skills, look at this old man's tiredness." ”

The old man obviously noticed Wang Mo's arrival, but he didn't pay attention to Wang Mo. And the young man didn't react to Wang Mo's arrival at all, and he didn't know if he didn't see Wang Mo or if he was too concentrated at this time, and he only had the opponent in front of him in his eyes?

As soon as the old man spoke, a voice with some vicissitudes of life sounded: "Boy, it's been fifty rounds, old man, my body and bones have also moved." You are the first one who can make me active all these years, my old man can break a column and save your life, and I won't stop you if you leave now. ”

The posture of the epee youth did not change in the slightest, he still held the sword with both hands meticulously, he looked at the old man opposite and said, "I am here to compete with you and distinguish between high and low." Now that this is just the beginning, how can I just leave?"

"Hahahaha, little doll, little doll. The old man smiled and shook his head, and although he was smiling, the more he looked at it, the more terrifying it became, like a beast of prey when it found delicious prey, and slowly stretched out its claws with a smile of enjoyment.

"I'm not a good old man, and the people I fight with have never been left alive. Old man, I'm also getting older, and my heart is a little calmer. Seeing that you have a good talent, I let the old man and I do the activity, and the old man thought about letting you go. If you are still obsessed, then I will not break my rules for you. ”

The young man still didn't have the slightest expression, he still held the sword like that and said, "I'm here to pursue a higher sword path, life and death have long been downplayed, and I hope that my predecessors will do their best, let me see how much your sword can be better than mine." ”

The old man laughed again, this time the smile was louder and more heartfelt than before, and people could hear a hint of madness in it. "Hahahaha, good! I like this, boy, I'm very happy to meet you today! It's been a long time since such a capable swordsman has appeared, but old man, you can't leave if I'm happy, let's divide the high and low today!"

That's exactly what I mean. The young man replied lightly, and then his eyes fell on the heavy sword in front of him, as if he didn't pay attention to the other party when fighting against people, but put all his energy on his own sword.

The old man nodded at the other party's movements, and then shook his right hand and pointed his sword in front of him, and there was a fluctuation in the lake on the island, and a water sword completely condensed from the calm and waveless lake rose from the surface of the lake. The old man didn't hold the water sword, and the water sword flew around the old man a few times with a spirit, and then stopped at the old man's side, and the tip of the sword was straight at the young man.

"Is this the Imperial Sword? I have learned the sword qi of my predecessors before, and now I will understand the sword art of the Spirit Sword Immortal's predecessors who became famous!" The young man said in a deep voice, although he didn't have too many expressions, but at this time, his eyes still showed excitement that could not be concealed, the excitement of facing the strong man.

The young man raised his sword in both hands, and all his spirit and energy were condensed on the sword in his hand, and in his opinion, the way of the sword was to swing the sword day after day, until he swung the most satisfactory slash. And the so-called breakthrough of oneself is to make one's next sword more powerful than the previous one.

Spirit Sword Immortal looked at the young man opposite and nodded, "Good momentum, look at the sword!"

The sword in the spirit sword immortal's hand pointed forward, and the sword formed by the condensed water carried a fierce and turbulent momentum towards the young man, and in the process, the water sword actually tore apart the air everywhere it passed, forming a circle of qi waves, and the ground under the water sword was plowed out of a slender deep ditch.

"Good guy! the old guy is really moving!" Wang Mo, who was watching the excitement on the side, slapped his thigh and shouted, and when he heard Wang Mo's words, the corners of Ling Jianxian's mouth unconsciously twitched, as if he was desperately trying to ignore this guy's words.

The water sword hurried towards the young man, and the young man still had nothing in his eyes at this time except the sword in his hand. Just as the water sword was approaching, the young man slashed forward with both hands, and the heavy sword just slashed at the tip of the water sword. A layer of air waves visible to the naked eye escaped in a circle at the intersection of the air waves, and a terrifying coercion dispersed with the air waves into the distance.

This coercion was the same as everyone felt outside the reeds before, Yun Qing, who was on the boat outside the island, originally tried to get up and go to see the whereabouts of Wang Mo, the uncle who suddenly disappeared, but was swept away by this coercion and fell into a coma again.

The trees around the entire island were shaking outward as if blown by a hurricane, but Wang Mo, who was sitting there, symbolically blocked it with his hand in front of him, but his eyes kept staring at the two people who were fighting.

The young man seemed to be struggling, and it could be seen from his expression that he had done his best at this time, although the water sword was formed by the spirit sword immortal condensed from the lake water in the island, at this time, the young man felt that the sword was actually like a physical entity, and it was even more powerful than the swords forged by many masters.

The young man's legs rubbed against the ground and couldn't stop retreating, until he retreated a few meters, the young man held his breath and used his hands again, and the heavy sword finally smashed the water sword, and the water sword instantly turned into a splash of water, maintaining the previous trend, whistling around the young man, and the water mist also dyed the young man's clothes with a faint water vapor.

The young man still maintained the previous posture of holding the sword with both hands, and said with a somewhat hoarse voice, "Come again!"

Ling Jian Immortal chuckled at the young man's appearance, and said with some appreciation, "Good boy, face difficulties, very resilient! The old man grinned, his teeth were gone, and his snow-white beard was now swaggering, and the few teeth that accompanied him were both joyful and faintly strange. It was strange and hideous, but although the old man was smiling, there was an indescribable bloodthirsty meaning in his eyes.

"But the more I like to admire, old man, the more I have to kill with my own hands, because death at my hand is the greatest respect I can give. ”

The young man was not moved by the old man's words at all, and said without any waves, "The road to the sword, life and death are fate." ”

"Okay! The boy's words are all in my heart, come on, come on! Let's have a good time today. The Spirit Sword Immortal, dressed in a big gray-white robe, automatically rose up without wind, as if there was a blower blowing under him. The robe was very similar to the white robe that Wang Mo was wearing, and Wang Mo suddenly shouted when he saw the appearance of the Spirit Sword Immortal, "If you make a fuss, I'm afraid that there will be trouble in the future." ”

As soon as Wang Mo said this, the excited Spirit Sword Immortal seemed to be a little angry, and he turned his head unhappily and said, "I really don't want to see you now, can you go?"

Wang Mo smiled and touched his hair, knocked on Erlang's leg and said, "Of course I can go, but what kind of seniority are you? ”

"You! If you don't leave, shut up, no one here has ever been here!" Spirit Sword Immortal turned his head and stopped looking at Wang Mo, Wang Mo sat there and neither left nor spoke, but he felt uncomfortable when he looked at Spirit Sword Immortal like this.

The young man seemed to be adjusting the aura in his body just now, and he didn't listen to the conversation between the two at all. At this time, the only thing in his eyes is how to cut the next sword, how to cut a sword that is stronger than the previous sword.

"Senior, the next step should be my last sword. The victory and defeat are here!" After the young man finished speaking, he sprinted forward violently, and the young man who burst out with all his strength crashed into the Spirit Sword Immortal like a meteor. The Spirit Sword Immortal only felt that the other party's indomitable momentum was pressing on him, and he couldn't move.

However, he didn't think about dodging, he had always used his own sword and the young man took the call. Each of his sword youths was taken head-on, and this time was the first time the young man made a sword move, so the Spirit Sword Immortal must also take this move from the front. If you dodge, it means that you admit defeat, but admitting defeat is something that every real swordsman will not do.

A water sword once again condensed in front of the Spirit Sword Immortal, and this time he did not attack with the sword, but held the water sword in his hand and put out a sword posture and walked up to the young man.

The water sword in the hands of the Spirit Sword Immortal and not in his hands are simply two concepts, and the difference between them is felt most deeply by the heavy sword youth at this time. If the water sword in the spirit sword fairy's sword attack was as tough as a sword before, then the water sword in his hand now is like a peerless blade.