Ren Junlin said this, and Fang Yue didn't say much.

He saw that this Yuan Zhixing should be the helper invited by the Ren family, in order to defend against the pirates.

Although this person is arrogant and annoying, it is still a front anyway, and there is no need to make it too stiff.

However, Yuan Zhixing refused to give up, he reported his name, but was ignored by Fang Yue, which made him feel insulted.

He sneered and said, "It's understandable that you don't know my name, but if you don't know the name of my master's Heavenly Thunder Sword, as a person from the rivers and lakes, then you are lonely, ignorant and fearless."

Fang Yue thought to himself when I became a Jianghu person, if it is about identity, he is a talent, how can he take care of these Jianghu rangers.

shook his head and said: "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, Brother Ren, you go to the top to drink, I won't bother."

Chongyang climbed high and looked far away, drinking and enjoying the scenery, originally wanted to relax his mind and cultivate his sentiments.

But if there is such a high-spirited guy as Yuan Zhixing beside him, how about his master when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, then what's the fun of this game, if you don't go, it's better to stay in the courtyard to practice.

When Yuan Zhixing heard this, he was furious, patted the sword on his waist, and said coldly: "How can you Fang Xiu look down on me as a reckless man?"

Anyway, I heard that you are also practicing martial arts, and in recent days, you have killed dog demons and dispelled evil spirits, which has spread in the mouths of those foolish men and women in your Yutou Town.

It's better to compare and compare, but to see if you have real talent and learning, don't brag about it. ”

The last sentence revealed his true purpose of following Ren Junlin.

Don't look at Yuan Zhixing's arrogant and brainless appearance, but in his heart, he still has his own little Jiujiu.

How can a swordsman become famous quickly?

There are many answers, it is okay to be a traitor, to punish the strong and help the weak.

But the quickest and most convenient way is undoubtedly to step on someone else's position.

So when I heard Master Ren mention Fang Yue during the banquet, he said how good Fang Yue was, and compared Fang Yue with him Yuan Zhixing, saying that they were both rare young heroes.

Yuan Zhixing was disdainful at the time, but he also made up his mind in his heart and decided to use this so-called Fang Xiucai as a stepping stone.

For those of them who don't produce things, fame is everything.

Only when he is famous and let people know that those rich families can think of looking for him when they are in trouble.

A few months ago, Master Ren was in Fengyue Tower in Baiquan Mansion, and he was willing to donate generously to Yuan Zhixing, to a large extent, because of the resounding reputation of his master, Tianlei Sword King Nantian, in the northern part of Yunzhou.

Therefore, fame represents interests for Jianghu people.

Fang Yue frowned slightly when he heard that Yuan Zhixing was going to compete with him, but he quickly relaxed.

"Since Your Excellency has this Yaxing, you will naturally be accompanied by you, the place in the courtyard is too small to be displayed, so we will go outside the courtyard."

Fang Yue said nothing, and walked out with a big knife.

Since he practiced martial arts, his time has been relatively short, and he has never had the experience of fighting other martial arts practitioners.

Today, Yuan Zhixing was automatically sent to the door, just to practice his hands.

Yuan Zhixing looked at Fang Yue's free and easy back, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, he untied the sword at his waist, held it in his hand, and followed.

No matter how disdainful he is, he has to admit that this Fang Xiucai's appearance is quite good.

The posture is extraordinary, and the bearing is extraordinary.

Yuan Zhixing himself is not bad looking, and he also has the title of "white-robed swordsman", but this comparison has been compared.

Seeing the two of them like this, Ren Junlin sighed helplessly, thinking to himself what was going on, but don't make such a fuss that he couldn't end it, so he hurriedly followed.

In an open field, the two stood still, neither immediately moved, but looked at each other.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the clothes are hunting.

"Please."

"Please."

Both moved at the same time.

It was at that moment that Yuan Zhixing's eyes widened, and he felt that Fang Xiucai, who looked like a weak scholar in front of him, had a great change in temperament, his movements were as fast as thunder, and he swung out with a knife, simple and clear, but full of a certain resolute atmosphere.

Fang Yue's sword technique was originally based on his miscellaneous martial arts knowledge, coupled with his experience in fighting with beasts and dog demons that night, and summarized and deduced through merit and supernatural powers.

Especially the fight with the dog demon, the two are very different, if you are hit, it is half a life, but you still rush up again and again, there is no decisive faith, how can you support it?

You must know that ordinary people face the tiger, and under the tiger power, they will be frightened and tremble.

And the size of the dog demon is far larger than that of a fierce tiger, and the hope of it can make people feel hopeless.

The experience of fighting with the dog demon was integrated into Fang Yue's knife technique, making his knife technique simple and clear, without superfluous tricks, but also full of indomitable determination.

When Fang Yue practiced the knife technique by himself, the simple knife technique seemed very rough and did not look ornamental.

But once hostile, with that indomitable and resolute momentum, it will immediately be different.

Yuan Zhixing hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and with a "bang", a huge force surged, he couldn't hold the sword, and the long sword in his hand was knocked out by the big sword.

"Concession."

Fang Yue succeeded in one blow, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Shi Shiran retreated, and the whole process went smoothly.

"I ......"

Yuan Chengzhi's face turned red, "It's not fair, I'm not ready." ”

With his strength, he was not defeated so easily, but he was too light on the enemy, and his heart was full of disdain for Fang Yue's sword technique.

If a swordsman loses his sword, he loses, unless he has his master's ability to control the sword with qi.

Fang Yue shook his head.

At this moment, Fang Baomu ran over from a distance, shouting as he ran: "Xiucai, it's not good, there is a Haikou ship coming from the sea, and it is preparing to dock at the east end of the town." ”

Everyone's faces changed.

……

Old man Xu is a boatman on the ferry port in the east of Yutou Town, and his daily job is to row a small boat and take guests across the bay to the other side of Qingyu Town.

Yutou Town faces the sea on three sides, and there is a large area of mountains and forests near the land on one side, and there is no land route to figure it out from the outside.

You need to take a boat from the ferry port at the east end of the town, cross the bay, and go to the herring town on the other side to take the land route.

Old man Xu is almost seventy years old, his teeth are gone, and he is a little confused.

He used to have a wife and children, but later his wife died of illness, and his three children also died one after another due to various accidents.

He was the only one left, alone in this world.

At his age, it's time to enjoy his old age.

It's just that he is not qualified to enjoy his old age in peace, and if he doesn't work, he will starve to death, and there will be no one to support him.

So until now, he still guards his small ferry every day, waiting for a guest to get on the boat, trembling to the side of Qingyu Town, and then boarding a guest from the side of Qingyu Town, trembling and rowing back.

And so it goes, day after day.

Today is the Chung Yeung Festival, every family is worshipping the heavens and ancestors, and he is still standing by the ferry, waiting for the few guests every day.

"Old man Xu, run, there are Haikou Kou." Someone yelled at him.

Old man Xu glanced up at the man, he was old, his ears were not good, and he couldn't hear what the man was shouting.

But the man had already hurried away, and no one cared about him as a bad old man.

Autumn was cold, Old Man Xu shrank and continued to squint and wait for the guests who were about to cross the sea.

"There's an old man here."

This will allow the old man to hear it clearly, thinking that it was a guest, and when he looked up, he saw a group of people, led by a vicious man who had lost one eye.

"Just take the big knife he gave Lao Tzu and cut it." The one-eyed dragon said with a vicious voice, raised its knife and slashed down.

Old man Xu screamed miserably, and immediately fell to the ground, his eyes bloody.

Faintly, you can hear the crowd erupting in cheers.