He Kun took out a palm-sized exquisite mahogany box from his sleeve, and then opened the lid of the box to reveal the contents of it, and handed it to Wang Yan with both hands, and shouted: "Tongyuan sent a piece of ice lotus leaves for Wang Shaoxia as a Cheng Yi, and I wish Wang Shaoxia a smooth journey to Nirvana Temple." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Innate spiritual creatures!

The innate spiritual object that Wang Yan had been looking for was actually held in his hand and sent to his body like this, this feeling made Wang Yan really not know how to express it, although the innate qi that overflowed from this ice lotus was far less pure and thick than that of the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, and it was only a lotus leaf, but the size of two fingers together, but it was also much stronger than the Pluto Yuan Fruit Core, if Wang Yan absorbed the innate qi in it, it would be a little beneficial to his own cultivation.

In this way, Cheng Yi can naturally be regarded as sincere, Wang Yan accepted it quietly, He Kun let out a sigh of relief, followed closely, and those people behind him rushed up.

"The Three Knife Gate sent a copy of the Nameless Sword Sutra to Wang Shaoxia as a Cheng Yi, and I wish Wang Shaoxia a prestige like heaven and will be on the Hidden Dragon List as soon as possible."

"The dragon spear will send Wang Shaoxia a Dari Tongxin Pill as a Cheng Yi, and I wish Wang Shaoxia to go further."

"Zhaojue Temple sent a copy of the Moko Sutra, and I hope that Wang Shaoxia will be brave and benevolent, and become a hero who shocks the rivers and lakes as soon as possible."

...

Nearly 20 sects of all sizes in Jinyu City came, with Tongyuan Sect Zhuyu in front, the things sent by other gates were naturally not bad, and the small sects were also hollowed out to send some strange things, and even the worst ones were sent hundreds of taels of gold as a coil, and the congratulatory words for gifts were also extremely touted, in short, it was to let Wang Yan 'take people short', and quickly left the boundary of Jinyu City after receiving the gift.

Wang Yan didn't expect that he had gone to Wuyin Village before, but he had a great harvest outside the Golden Jade City, which was also regarded as a lost harvest of the Sang Yu in the East, and this harvest alone would never be under Duan Henan's original knocking on the bone and marrow in the Yunjian faction.

After the last small sect retreated, Wang Yan was already bulging, and there was no longer half a cold color on his face, and then he bowed his hand to the heads of the sects, and said with a smile: "Wang Yan has thanked all the heads for their auspicious words, and I wish everything to go to Nirvana Temple smoothly, the mountains and rivers are long, and we will see you in the rivers and lakes." ”

After speaking, Wang Yan and the ghost uncle turned to the northeast, seeing the two of them go away, the heads of all the factions breathed a sigh of relief, and the head of the Dragon Lance Club said: "This evil star can be regarded as gone, this time it is really a big hemorrhage." ”

"This is also something that can't be helped, who let all of our disciples participate in the king killing conference? The domineering of Proud Sword Villa is not a day or two, if these two people are not sent away early, once they are allowed to enter the Golden Jade City, there may be a lot of chaos. ”

"Alas, so be it, I just hope that no matter how high the mountain and the water are, there will be no goodbye day to this Wang Yan."

As he spoke, a group of leaders shook their heads and headed back to the Golden Jade City. With these people sending Wang Yanli out of the country, the twists and turns on the boundary of Jinyu City finally calmed down, but the rivers and lakes are still like that, and the few major sects that can't say that they can't give heavy gifts are already thinking about how to make up for their losses, and everything will not change by Wang Yan's comings and goings.

......

"You're the Blood Demon Sword?"

Two days later, on the passage into the city outside Kunshan City, a man wearing a hat and holding a sword in his arms stopped Wang Yan and Ghost Uncle who were mixed in the flow of people.

As soon as he heard the man report Wang Yan's name, the originally dense crowd dispersed in an uproar, and the ordinary people were busy leaving far away, while the people in the rivers and lakes who were in the crowd retreated to more than ten meters away on both sides of the passage and then stopped to prepare to watch a good show. Now the name of the Blood Demon Sword is known to everyone in the southern part of Beishengzhou, but it is better to be famous than to see it, and these people in the rivers and lakes want to see with their own eyes how fierce this rumored bloodthirsty demon is.

"A certain family is Wang Yan."

While responding, Wang Yan slowly pulled out the falling sand, he knew that it was not for nothing that this person stopped him in public, after all, there will never be a shortage of people chasing fame and fortune in this river and lake, not to mention that his Wang Yan's head is still quite valuable.

"Yes."

The person who stopped Wang Yan smiled coldly, took off his hat and threw it away, revealing a plain face, and said lightly: "In the lower Wanshan, the people of the rivers and lakes gave the nickname 'One Word Electric Sword', I heard that you Wang Yan made a big fuss in Jinyu City, and he didn't put my people in the martial arts of Beishengzhou in his eyes, so I came to let you know something." ”

As the man reported his name, the people in the rivers and lakes who were watching the excitement around him started talking nonsense.

"A word electric sword? It doesn't seem to be from the south. ”

"I heard that it is a sword-using genius of a small sect in the central region, although his reputation is not obvious, but he should have some strength, otherwise how dare he challenge the Blood Demon Sword?"

"I do know a thing or two, this is from Wanshan and the Sword Gate, a quick sword in the pulse period is rarely the enemy, and there have even been cases of cross-level killing, but in the past two years, I have disappeared and never thought that it has quietly broken through to the gestation stage, this battle may be a little interesting."

Listening to someone in the crowd reporting his roots and past achievements, Yu Wanshan's face showed a score or two, and he slowly pulled out his long sword, and said: "The name of this sword in my hand is 'Que Yin', it is three feet and one inch long, and it uses the unique Polestar Iron produced in Donghuazhou..."

This Yu Wanshan seems to really regard himself as the number one person, but Wang Yan's face showed impatience, and he shouted: "What nonsense! ”

Before the words settled, the sand in Wang Yan's hand shook, and a sword slashed out in the air.

Rumble...

In the midst of the rumbling sonic boom, it was Wang Yan who directly consumed about one percent of the internal force and slashed out an invisible sword qi, the sword qi broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Wan Shan, this guy's face immediately changed greatly, and he only had time to block in front of the horizontal sword.

Bang!

Hearing only a muffled sound, Yu Wanshan was directly slashed by a sword, and at the same time as the long sword was taken off, his body was thrown in the air and could not be stopped, and in the next moment, a figure rolled through the air, and at the moment of the cold light, there was already an extra blood line on Wanshan's neck.

"Let's go."

Wang Yanshun scooped up the 'Que Yin' that fell in mid-air, didn't look at Yu Wanshan anymore, and walked towards the city with the ghost uncle. Yu Wanshan lay motionless on the ground, the blood and water under his body were scattered in large swaths, and there was no life at all, except for his eyes, as if he didn't believe that he couldn't even catch Wang Yan's sword until he died.

"Kill with a sword?"

The people in the rivers and lakes who were doing good things around looked at Wang Yan's departing figure and gasped, and when they heard someone report from Wanshan's roots and past achievements, they thought that this person could make a few moves under Wang Yan, but they never thought that they would be killed in Wanshan between breaths.

"Two swords to be exact."

There are still people who are very sober, Wang Yan did have two swords from beginning to end, but most people don't think there is any difference, they just listen to someone: "There is a difference?" Wang Yan just slashed out with a sword in the air, although the sword qi was strong, but it was by no means a full shot, in this case, Yu Wanshan couldn't take it, and he was shocked by a sword and lost the power to fight back, like a fish on a chopping block, it can only be said that the difference in strength between the two is too big. ”

"But this Wang Yan is really ruthless, he will take people's lives when he uses his sword, and the name of this blood demon is really true."

"Jokes, if you want to step on others to achieve your own fame in the middle of the rivers and lakes, you naturally have to pay the price of your life."

Between the mouths and gossip, a group of people from the rivers and lakes slowly dispersed, and the outside of Kunshan City returned to its usual appearance, and the passage into the city was crowded, except for the corpse of Yu Wanshan.

......

Three days later, in the most famous daughter red wine building in Haisha City, Wang Yan and Ghost Uncle sat in front of the window seat on the second floor.

"Blood Demon Sword, a certain 'Broken River Palm' Lin Wangshan has come to ask for advice!"

Wang Yanxun followed the prestige, and saw that in the middle of the long street next to the restaurant, a big man stood tall with his arms crossed and his chest, looking invincible.

As the voice of the big man spread, the pedestrians on the long street quickly dispersed, and the long street that was full of people became empty almost instantly, Wang Yan saw this and slowly put down the wine bowl in his hand, and muttered: "The good interest is disturbed like this, this person should die." ”

"There are always self-righteous people in this rivers and lakes, especially those who have a small reputation before, after a long period of retreat, they think that it is difficult to find opponents at the same level of martial arts, so they naturally want to find someone to try their hands, and it just so happens that now defeating you can be described as fame and fortune, naturally some people do not give up, despise rumors, and want to borrow your head to make a name for themselves.

They can't say that they are wrong, just like when you intercepted and killed Rao Yu, you weren't sure that you would be able to kill Rao Yu, right? ”

The ghost uncle broke the key to it with a word, Wang Yan couldn't help but nodded, and said: "Yes, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and I am now on the cusp of the waves, and I can't retreat a single step. ”

Before the words fell, Wang Yan jumped out of the window and flew straight down, he didn't say half a nonsense, pulling out the falling sand was a volley of swords...

After a while, there was a headless corpse on the long street, and Wang Yan was no longer interested in tasting wine and enjoying the scenery, so he only took the spoils from the Angzang Han, and continued to go northeast with the ghost uncle under the reflection of the setting sun.

......

Seven days later, outside the Fengling crossing on the side of the Daheng River, a swordsman stopped Wang Yan before he could board the boat.

"I am..."

The swordsman had just opened his mouth, but Wang Yan shook his long sword impatiently and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword light and sword shadow suddenly appeared, but after three or four rounds, a puddle of blood and water swayed in the air, Wang Yan collected the sword and returned to the sheath and stepped on the ferry with the ghost uncle.

......

Fifteen days later, the first place in the south won at the foot of Mount Tailan.

"Blood Sword, are you ready to die?"

Wang Yan couldn't remember that this was the first person who challenged him along the way, and he didn't bother to remember, being in this river and lake, disturbed by fame and fortune, after all, it was just a matter of drawing a sword all the way, and this time it was nothing more than that.

The sword light reappeared, the figure was flickering, and under the three swords, Wang Yan had another life in his hand, but when he was about to leave after packing up the spoils, there was a strange feeling from his waist, and then Wang Yan took out two things from his waist bag, but they were two parchment rolls. (To be continued.) )