On the Lan River, after Jiang Ming's canoe was broken, he finally looked at the night with his eyes.

With his feet on the river, Jiang Ming nodded lightly and said: "Okay, the talent is good, you can indeed be called a genius, you are finally worthy of the old man's shot, and the genius who died under the old man can have one more person." ”

Yechen stepped forward with a sneer and said fiercely: "Old horseman, you continue to be rampant. Today I'm going to let you, the old dog, know what it means to be a person you can't mess with. As he spoke, the hand of his right hand continued to wave out and slapped it fiercely towards Jiang Ming.

"As far as you're concerned, you're far from qualified. Jiang Ming smiled disdainfully, and his right hand slapped out, colliding with Yechen's palm, and Yechen's whole person was slapped backwards, drawing a distance of more than twenty meters on the river surface.

"Second-order martial spirits, they dare to be so rampant. Yechen sneered, and then stepped on the surface of the river and continued to move forward.

"You're not injured?" Jiang Ming's brows furrowed slightly, and then he slapped another palm at Yechen before stepping on the river.

A long sword appeared in Yechen's hand, and the long sword glowed with silver light, stabbing at Jiang Ming's palm, Yechen sneered: "Old dog, there is a kind of sword that uses the palm of your hand to fight me." ”

"Hmph!" Jiang Ming snorted coldly, and his strong palm power exploded in the palm of his hand.

Yechen stepped on the ghost step, his body turned slightly, and the long sword stabbed out, stabbing Jiang Ming's palm, and then stabbing between Jiang Ming's fingers.

Jiang Ming's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "What a pure sword qi." ”

The right hand hurriedly retracted, even if it was a martial spirit, it was just a physical body to resist the sharpness of the sharp weapon.

"I want to retreat!" Yechen sneered, the long sword seemed to have calculated Jiang Ming's movements, and suddenly slashed, a stream of blood burst out from Jiang Ming's palm, and the little finger of Jiang Ming's right hand was completely cut off by Yechen.

Jiang Ming finally paid the price for his carelessness.

"This, how is it possible!" Countless people exclaimed, staring blankly at this scene, for them, shouldn't it be Jiang Ming who slapped Yechen to death with three or two palms, what do they see now, Yechen hurt Jiang Ming? No matter how careless Jiang Ming is, there shouldn't be such a scene.

"It's really surprising. The senior of the Situ family said softly, "I have to say, this night is indeed good, but Elder Jiang Ming, you should be serious." ”

"Yechen is so powerful, he actually hurt Elder Jiang. Lin Yan'er's side, Hua Keyi was surprised.

On the Yejia side, Zhang Yun and the others still clenched their palms, still looking at the front with a worried face.

"Then, is that a martial spirit?" The sound of everyone's discussion finally reached Zhang Yun's ears, originally although Zhang Yun knew that Jiang Ming was very strong, he also thought that he was just a martial artist, if he knew that it was a martial spirit, he would definitely stop Yechen and not let him come.

At this moment, Zhang Yun's heart was pinched, and she looked at Jiang Xin with a worried face.

Lin Shuang said softly on the side: "Madam, don't worry, the master must know his strength, but since the master is facing the battle, he must be sure of victory." ”

"Martial spirit, that's a high-flying martial spirit, how can Chen'er be sure. Alas!" Zhang Yun sighed, but she also knew that at this moment, what she could help Yechen was not to make a sound and not to distract him.

On the river, Yechen sneered disdainfully: "A martial spirit like you, I have killed one, and now I want to kill the second." ”

"Hubris. Jiang Ming, "Boy, you've angered me. ”

Jiang Ming's body jumped into the air, took the flying little finger into his hand, then put it in his pocket, and said coldly to Yechen: "When I kill you, I will pick up my finger again." ”

Immediately, Jiang Ming swung out the fishing rod and swept towards Yechen, who had already seen that this fishing rod was his weapon.

The fishing rod is long and fast, so it can be regarded as a Qimen weapon.

"Come on!" Yechen's battle intent soared, his feet stepped on the surface of the river, and the long sword in his hand continued to swing out, and silver light flashed one after another.

Jiang Ming's fishing rod seems to be as fast as lightning, but Yechen's body is very flexible, and the whole person shuttles between the fishing rods, like a flexible fish.

The fishing rod was swung five or six times in a row, but it either missed or was missed by Yechen's long sword, so that Yechen was not harmed by the frontal force at all.

The more Jiang Ming fought, the more frightened he became, he never thought that after he exerted his full strength, he would not be able to take down the young man in the warrior realm in front of him in a short period of time.

He has the power of his soul and can perceive the opponent's moves, but the opponent can instantly find out his flaws and fight back just by relying on his vision and judgment, how can there be such a terrible person in this world.

"Chirp!" The rod made a burst of cracking sounds, and as long as it was struck, Yechen's body was enough to be cut in two by the rod.

Yechen was like dancing with death, his body was far and near, and every time he approached, the long sword in his hand was swung out, which would always make Jiang Ming quickly withdraw the fishing rod to resist, and then calmly retreated in Jiang Ming's counterattack.

"Impossible, how can you do this, you are just a warrior, even the peak of a martial artist, you can't be so attacked by an old man. Jiang Ming roared.

"Old dog, are you scared?" Yechen sneered, and when the fishing rod swept in, his body suddenly sank, and the entire lower half of his body sank into the river, allowing the fishing rod to sweep over his head and startle his long hair.

Immediately, Yechen rushed out of his hand like a nimble fish, and suddenly approached Jiang Ming, his body rose from the river, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Jiang Ming's chest.

Jiang Ming didn't have time to retract the fishing rod, so he could only hold the fishing rod and go back, blocking the front of the long sword with the tail end of the fishing rod.

The long sword in Yechen's hand immediately changed, and a silver stream flashed towards Jiang Ming's fingers holding the fishing rod, dealing with this move, Jiang Ming was very skilled, the fishing rod suddenly let go, but it turned on its own, and then was slapped on the fishing rod by the old man's palm, and the fishing rod flew to Yechen's chest.

With the strength of Wu Ling, if this blow is filmed, at least half of Yechen's internal organs will be shattered. This is to force Yechen to collect his sword and block in front of the fishing rod, even so, it will not be easy to resist the power of a martial spirit, Jiang Ming is confident that he will knock Yechen away.

The corners of Yechen's mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, and his body suddenly continued to sink, allowing the fishing rod to fly out of the top of Yechen's head and fly towards the river.

Immediately, Yechen's voice sounded in Jiang Ming's ears: "I can see that you are very good at fighting on the water, here you can use your experience to make your enemies withstand unfamiliar changes, but unfortunately, the difference between your combat experience and mine is like the difference between an ant and a dragon." Although you are good at water warfare, you don't know that there are more changes and mysteries in the water, and here I can play to my advantage, how can you imagine, stupid old dog. ”

Yechen burst out of the water, and the long sword in his right hand pointed at the old man's throat.