Mu Yun took Yuan Zheng farther and farther.

Yuan Zheng didn't say anything, Mu Yun had to take Yuan Zheng and continue to walk to a place where there was no one.

Now Mu Yun is most afraid of someone suddenly appearing.

Sometimes, what you are afraid of, something happens.

In the empty reeds, the reeds swayed slightly with the breeze, and there was a road about two feet wide in the middle, and beyond that, there was a big river.

Yuan Zheng took a look at this reed swing, it is indeed a good place for cheating, roll into the reed swing, no matter how good the eyes are, you can't see the clues.

Unfortunately, this time there was no one to cheat, only one person came.

The man was holding a tiger-headed sword, with a strong build, almost forty years old, wearing a shabby suit of armor, exuding a bit of ostensible heroism.

There is also a scar on his face, which adds to the seven-point fierce temperament, and also seriously lowers the person's appearance.

Seeing this, Mu Yun obediently retreated behind Yuan Zheng.

This time, this swordsman was not an ordinary person, but a master of the Yuan Realm, standing there without moving, like a towering mountain.

Yuan Zheng touched the horns of the dragon who was carrying the handle, which seemed to be a habitual action, before killing.

He calmly asked: "Is Your Excellency a man who eats a lot of money, or is he who takes people's money and money to eliminate disasters for others?" ”

After coming to Jiangnan, the local chivalrous people in Jiangnan are at most accountable, and almost all of them are eagle dogs of the imperial court or northerners who really embarrass themselves.

The swordsman said, "Is there any difference? ”

Yuan Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "This is also true." ”

In an instant, Yuan Zheng pulled out the fighting ghost on his waist, and a sword slashed towards the top of his head.

He didn't use the three swords of Ling Evil, nor did he use the Vertical and Horizontal Holy Sword, but a simple sword fell, rolling up the majestic true yuan.

Zheng!

With a loud bang, the swordsman set up the tiger head knife to block Yuan Zheng's fighting ghost, the tiger head knife did not break, the true yuan of this swordsman was quite strong and pure, and the entire tiger head knife was wrapped by him with the real yuan.

Martial arts cultivation, one step at a time.

The higher the realm, the more profound this perception will be.

Yuan Zheng chuckled in his heart, fortunately he was a fighting ghost in his hand, otherwise, he might have died under the opponent's knife with one face.

The swordsman raised his head, revealing a pair of somewhat numb eyes, and it could be seen that this was a professional killer, and he had done a lot of such things.

Such a person may have reverence for life, but when he harvests life, his heart has no waves.

The swordsman suddenly exerted his strength and directly provoked Yuan Zheng's fighting ghosts, and a majestic huge force, through the fighting ghosts, all fell on Yuan Zheng's forearm.

It's just that this time, Yuan Zheng felt that the entire forearm was about to be scrapped, and if the other party was more ruthless, it might be broken directly.

The swordsman wielded the knife, calm and simple, and when the knife came, the blazing knife intent swept across the sky, stirring the sky, and had the momentum of crushing the mountains and rivers.

Yuan Zheng didn't dare to hold it up, and quickly stabbed out with a sword, and the straight end of the sword intent was condensed, and in an instant, it broke the momentum of the swordsman, and vaguely, a scratch appeared on the armor on the swordsman's shoulder.

Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds opened their mouths and prepared to go.

Yuan Zheng immediately shouted: "Don't move, I'll come by myself." ”

The first time he encountered a master of the Yuan Realm, through the first battle, this swordsman, at least in the middle of the Yuan Realm, his strength was unfathomable.

A master who can reach the Yuan Realm, a master who can become a saint and an ancestor in the second- and third-rate Jianghu sects.

Won Zheng felt the excitement, and this was the first high-quality opponent he had encountered.

Seeing this, the bearer lowered his head in frustration, but a pair of dragon eyes stared at this unscrupulous swordsman all the time.

The swordsman stepped forward quickly, his body like lightning.

Yuan Zheng's sword fell, first the horizontal sword technique, and then the surrounding space was condensed, and the gravity increased, and even the wind stopped at this time.

The swordsman felt his speed drop, and his body seemed to be carrying hundreds of pounds of weight.

Such a peculiar exercise made him very interested, but even if this knife was slow, it could make Yuan Zheng overstretched.

The horizontal sword intent swept over, rubbing a brilliant lightning and thunder on the tiger head knife, and dozens of subtle sword intents poured into the swordsman's body quite domineeringly.

For a while, the knife man only felt that his meridians had been cut with different strengths, and even the position of the hamstrings had the feeling of being stabbed.

Fortunately, the strength of this swordsman is far above Yuan Zheng, otherwise he would have been defeated just this time.

Holding up a body protection qi, and suddenly exercising his strength, the swordsman burst out from all over his body with an unknown amount of green gold sword qi visible to the naked eye, and shot towards Yuan Zheng.

There was another strong wind blowing in the reeds, this time the wind was very strong, and many of the reeds were cut off at the waist, and the surrounding vision was much wider, and the big river could be seen.

Yuan Zheng crossed the sword in front of his chest, guarded the sword out, and let the green gold sword qi shoot towards him.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The fighting ghost didn't have much reaction, holding the fighting ghost's hand, there were many blood marks, and the position of the tiger's mouth was a blood groove that was deep and visible to the bone.

Above a realm, the other party was a little flustered, and Yuan Zheng felt that it was difficult.

Immediately after that, another knife came.

It is still a calm and simple knife, but it is powerful, as if it can shatter the void.

Yuan Zheng's head is as big as a fight, and he is a little powerless.

Wielding fighting ghosts, thoroughly using horizontal swordsmanship, every sword qi is ever-changing, domineering and fierce, without superfluous modification, it is directly close to the point.

Thundered!

Countless powerful sword intents fell on the swordsman's body protection qi, causing a huge sound.

However, this swordsman's body protection is not broken.

On the contrary, after a knife came, Yuan Zheng's chest was stained red with blood, and a deep blood groove directly appeared, and the blood flowed endlessly.

The painful Yuan Zheng bared his teeth and grinned, showing a hideous appearance.

At the critical moment, Yuan Zheng used the sword of opening and closing, first killing the sword, giving the swordsman a thunderous blow, and then the sword of opening and closing caused the horizontal sword intent, and then the sword of opening and closing, leading to the vertical sword intent.

Switching back and forth, it is even more urging the true element, sometimes with a palm, sometimes with a punch.

Between every movement, the mountains can be broken and the mountains and rivers can be reflected.

This is the first time that Yuan Zheng has fought hard with someone, and he also wants to know if he meets someone who is much more powerful than himself, will he be scared out of courage.

Fortunately, he was satisfied with his performance, at least he dared to make a move and dare to show his sword.

Such a dense and majestic move, it is always this swordsman, and he is also a little unable to parry.

With a bang, the tiger head knife in his hand fell to the ground, and after it fell to the ground, it was a jade shatter.

A swordsman who doesn't have a knife in hand will lose a lot of strength.

But that body protection aura was still there, and he began to stride, walking out of the dragon and tiger steps, showing an extremely good fist and leg kung fu.

Between a punch and a leg, there is also a flashing hobby, once it is close to it, Yuan Zheng will shed his skin even if he does not die.

What's more, Yuan Zheng has now shed half of his skin.

With every mana, Yuan Zheng's chest was full of pain like a snake and a rat, and that blood groove expanded more and more as Yuan Zheng urged True Yuan.

Covered in blood, his face gradually turned pale.

However, using all his skills, supplemented by the Liuhe of the Sea, he even blasted out the vision of the green dragon dancing with one palm, and did not make this swordsman take half a step back.

In the face of the gap, we can only admit that our skills are inferior.

In a trance, Yuan Zheng's fighting ghost fell on the shoulder of the swordsman, and there was no imaginary situation where a sword split the person in half, but only shattered the worn-out armor on the swordsman's body.

As for the swordsman himself, at least he didn't seem to be in serious trouble.

Boom!

Yuan Zheng couldn't stand it, and was hit by a knife on his stomach, flew upside down, and spat out a mouthful of blood in midair.

"Carrying the handle, I'm afraid I'm going to come to the Savior. Yuan Zheng shouted urgently.

Even if Yuan Zheng didn't shout, Wanli Yanyunzhao would definitely not sit idly by, and directly turned into the body, with three dragon horns on his head, shining golden all over his body, and his divine power was natural.

In the midst of the surge, it caused a landslide and the earth cracked, and between the dragon's horns shook, a thick thunderbolt the size of a bucket was drawn, and in an instant, it fell on the swordsman's body.

The swordsman's expression changed greatly, he knew what Wanli Yanyunzhao looked like, and he had also been fortunate enough to see Wanli Yanyunzhao.

But this time, the smoke and clouds suddenly changed its form, which made him very uncomfortable.

After the thunder and lightning fell on his body, it seemed that countless guillotines had been derived, cutting his meridians and physique.

Eventually, the worn armor was completely shattered, and then the seven orifices were bleeding.

Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds rushed over, shook his wings, turned around suddenly, and half of his wings swept across like a heavenly sword, directly cutting off this swordsman.

opened his mouth again and spewed out a beam of thunder flames, and in an instant, the corpse of this swordsman was burned clean.

Huajiao jumped off the five-colored deer lightly, and with a teleportation, he arrived in front of Yuan Zheng's eyes, gently helped Yuan Zheng, and quickly shot out to seal Yuan Zheng's critical acupoints.

Yuan Zheng looked at Hua Jiao's beautiful face, and said with a difficult smile: "Sister really has a real ability, the teleportation at this distance, even if it is me, it is impossible to be so fast, if Sister Fang Cai makes a move, I will not be injured." ”

It was indeed injured, and many meridians were hit all over the body.

Even the waist rod couldn't get up, the waist was fractured, and the arm was cracked.

A slight movement is a tearing pain.

After the pepper helped Yuan Zheng up, his slender jade hand fed Yuan Zheng a white jade elixir, about the size of a fingernail, and glowing with light and mist.

chuckled: "You didn't let your mount make a move, how can I be embarrassed to make a move, as a swordsman, I can only be obedient." ”

Yuan Zheng: "......"

If any one of the peppercorns and fennel is willing to make a move, Yuan Zheng will definitely not stop him.

Since I met them, I have never seen them in battle.

Mu Yun was dumbfounded, she was a little suspicious that she was born, these two swordsmen had an indescribable strangeness.

After the battle, he turned into an ordinary form of smoke and clouds, and did not reveal the true appearance of the divine beast.