Send a message to them to see the high and low levels of the river. Xi Jianyun said it lightly, but the tone was unmistakable.

The junior brother behind him got the order and immediately started to deal with it, and soon there was a flying arrow to pass the book to the North Shore Divine Sword Sect.

Qiao Boyi glanced at the handbook, and casually passed it to Zhu Renli, the second junior brother who was anxiously trying to know the contents of the book.

"Fighting on the river is not good for us, they obviously want to occupy a geographical advantage, besides, the people in the south are cunning and scheming, and the senior brother can't fall for them!" Zhu Renli's face was very cautious and serious.

"We people from the north, in terms of water, naturally can't compare to them." Qiao Boyi said in a deep voice.

"Then I'll pass them a letter and reject them?" Zhu Renli wanted to breathe a sigh of relief slightly, but before he could let go, he saw the senior brother shake his head.

"The competition was proposed by our side, and we broke the rules agreed by our ancestors first, and we have to pay attention to courtesy." Qiao Boyi said, "Therefore, they want to decide the location of the competition, which is understandable, we must agree, and deny it is too true." ”

"But......" The second junior brother Zhu Renli, who has always been strict, didn't want their Divine Sword Sect to take such a big risk, and wanted to persuade the senior brother to say a few words, but Qiao Boyi turned on the hegemonic mode again, with a cold face, and stretched out his hand to signal that the second junior brother Zhu Renli didn't need to say more.

"Responding to the battle is." Qiao Boyi ordered. "Send the message."

When the Divine Sword Sect and the Xijian Sect negotiated, Yu Xiaohuan and Luo Le were not idle, the two retreated to a place where there were slightly fewer people eating melons, and whispered to discuss how to use the opportunity of the competition between the two sides to rescue the trapped people on the boat, but both of them were sad, obviously at a loss.

The boat floated helplessly on the river, and was stared at by so many pairs of eyes on the river and the shore, no one could get close! What can they do to keep people out of their sights and ears and take them away safely?

"If it's on land, maybe you can still shield a hole......" Yu Xiaohuan muttered quietly.

Brother Luo Le suddenly refreshed himself and hurriedly asked, "How are you water-based?" ”

"Don't!" Yu Xiaohuan was excited, and immediately denied, "The swimming pool can be drowned!" ”

Swimming pool? What the hell? Brother Luo Le was a little confused, but now was not the time to specialize in other issues, so he hurriedly returned to the topic, and said with some pity: "Also, in this case, I'm afraid that only the head of the Water Painting School can unknowingly shield from the underwater." But does your brother know water? If the water is not good, it is useless for Murong to intercede, and he can't take it away underwater! ”

"Dare to love you for a long time, it's all nonsense!" Yu Xiaohuan glanced at him resentfully, and suddenly asked, "Who is Murong asking?" ”

"The head of the water painting school!" Luo Le immediately seized the opportunity to return the white eyes.

I don't know if it's intentional, or if I really didn't see it, Yu Xiaohuan didn't bother with him, but asked curiously: "Hey, such a big thing, why didn't the water painting school come to join in the fun?" ”

"You don't know this," Luo Le said a little sarcastically, "The Water Painting School and the Shanmo School are two maverick existences in the rivers and lakes, and they are also two rare female leaders in the rivers and lakes, and they have always disdained to be in the company of those sects in the rivers and lakes that are fighting openly and secretly. However, the most important thing is that the daughter of the head of the Water Painting School and the son of the head of the Shanmo School are married, and the wedding date should be in these few days. ”

"I see!" Yu Xiaohuan said, why didn't you let me go up and have a happy drink?

The two of them were silent for a long time, racking their brains and not coming up with a feasible solution.

Here, after a few minimalist letters exchanged between the Divine Sword Sect and the Breathing Sword Sect, the long-awaited competition between the two sides and even the entire martial arts finally kicked off.

It seems that today's sun will not come out again, and the dark clouds overhead do not intend to disperse before dark.

At the critical stop, they naturally have to send the most confident talents.

What the people who eat melons want to see the most is also the contest between these two contemporary recognized leaders.

Qiao Boyi and Xi Jianyun are the two most prestigious among the younger generation of Jianghu people, and the people who eat melons don't know how many times they have discussed behind their backs, who has more powerful martial arts. In their eyes, this contest is actually a contest between Qiao Boyi and Xi Jianyun, two of the most prestigious young people of our time, who cheered and expressed their excitement and expectations, as lively as the Chinese New Year, as if they forgot that the first thing they focused on was the lonely floating boat on the river.

And on the small boat, there are even things they hope can be used to change the fate of their adventures.

The excitement in front of me has finally reached a climax.

Qiao Boyi stood on the shore, confronting Xi Jianyun who was standing at the bow of the boat.

Suddenly, Qiao Boyi on the shore spread his arm on the side, and the long knife was raised. The ship's Xijian Yun also drew his long arm almost at the same time, and the long sword swept across. The people on the shore were dressed in black and majestic; The people on the boat were dressed in white, and their clothes were fluttering.

After a slight pause, the two of them flew up at the same time, and flew forward, their toes like dragonflies touching water, falling on the rope that pulled the dragon's grip, and after several ups and downs, they reached the left and right of the boat.

The two of them did not pause at all, and with a slight amount of force on the rope, they flew up suddenly, probing each other in the air above the boat, and then each of them retreated, and landed on the rope with one foot in the form of a golden rooster.

The boat still rose and fell with the rhythm of the rolling waves, and it seemed that it was not affected by the external forces of the two.

Both of them were arrogant people, and they didn't mean to speak politely first, but just glanced at each other, and soon spread their bodies to face the second round above the boat.

In the second round, it was a real fight.

Qiao Boyi in the north, his face was cold, his eyes were cold, his expression was grim, and every time he sent a knife, the momentum was fierce, and the wind was strong, leaving no stone unturned. Xi Jianyun in the south was full of lightheartedness, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of casualness, but the swordsmanship in his hand was cold and light, and he was at ease, and every sword he stabbed out was not ambiguous.

The two dismantled each other a few times over the boat, and neither took advantage of the other.

Xi Jianyun secretly thought: This guy's martial arts are the same as the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and they can be regarded as worthy of the name.

Qiao Boyi was secretly surprised: It is rumored that this guy will be mixed in the women's pile after that, but he didn't expect that his martial arts did not fall at all, it seems that the rumored talent may be a little true.

The two ignored it, and after thinking for a few words, they rose into the air again. But this time, both of them tacitly walked around the boat, and by the way, they found an opportunity to explore the reality inside the boat, but don't be busy for a long time and then find out that it is an empty city plan.