Those are two fluttering words.

It's like the wind in a mountain stream and the grass on the side of the road.

It's so ordinary that it won't be a sideshow.

But as these words fell, the drunken night wind suddenly became furious, like a ripple, but then stopped abruptly after an instant.

It's like a swordsman, drawing his sword and returning it to its sheath. In one go, the enemy's head has fallen, but it is especially deep in the gorgeous brilliance above the blade of the sword at the moment of unsheathing.

The grim smile on the face of the man in Tsing Yi gradually solidified, and the color of his eyes changed from hideous to stunned, from stunned to shocked, and then from shock to fear that could not be dissipated for a long time.

The death that Xu Han was waiting for did not come after all.

The sudden silence made him instinctively open his eyes, and he was reminded of a scene that he could never forget since.

The blades of the Shura were no more than a stone's throw away from him, and the killing intent in their eyes was still boiling.

But time seems to stand still, and the picture freezes at that moment.

And then.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

......

Several soft sounds rang out in the long silent night.

Hot blood burst out from the necks of the black-clad Shura, and their heads slid off their necks with a flat incision, and their bodies fell to the ground with a thud.

Xu Han was stunned.

He didn't know what was going on in the moment when he closed his eyes.

He couldn't think of what could kill more than ten Shura so silently in such a short period of time.

He raised his head and looked at the man who was still alive in the scene—the man in green clothes.

And that was the moment his gaze fell on the man.

Thump!

Hearing such a crisp sound, the body of the man in Tsing Yi, who had just been invincible, suddenly knelt down as if he had lost all his strength.

"Rao... Spare his life..."His tongue seemed to be knotted, his speech was intermittent, his head was low, and his arrogance dissipated like a dream, looking like a lost dog.

Xu Han was still stunned, but he subconsciously thought that men's fear should not be born because of him.

So, he slowly turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a figure slowly approaching in the darkness in the distance.

Through the sparse moonlight in the sky, Xu Han saw the faces of the comers clearly.

It was an old man, dressed in an ordinary linen robe, looking a little sloppy, and the hair on his forehead was scattered, as if he had not been taken care of for a long time.

But he straightened his waist.

It's as straight as a sword.

A sword that goes up to the nine skies and goes down to the Lethe River.

The old man Xu Han recognized.

There is no doubt that the sea is current.

He walked to Xu Han's side, but he didn't look at Xu Han.

"Go back and ask your master, with the three words Canghailiu, if you want to keep this kid, is it enough?" Canghailiu changed his usual somewhat stubborn attitude, and said in a cold voice to the man in green clothes.

His voice was not loud, but when it fell into the mouth of the man in green clothes, it was like thunder, and his body trembled more and more.

He didn't have the heart to think about why the Canghai Current, which had obviously been fighting with Yue Fuyao to the ground, suddenly appeared here, and the sword that took the lives of several Shura was enough to make him tremble.

That's the current of the sea.

A character that the Ten Halls Yama didn't dare to provoke, how could he dare to be angry with a great Shura?

While secretly cursing those spies who misinformed in his heart, the man in Tsing Yi hurriedly said: "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he collided with his seniors, so he went back to convey the meaning of his predecessors to his superiors." ”

After saying this, he hurriedly stood up, and didn't dare to look at the sea current, and was about to leave.

"Wait!" But before he could take a step, the sound of the current sounded behind him again.

The man's body stopped as if he had been commanded, and then he turned his head reluctantly, a disobedient smile on his bloody face.

"What else does the senior command?"

Canghailiu didn't answer his question at the first time, but he crossed the man in Tsing Yi, walked to the ground not far away, bowed down, picked up the black cat that was still trembling on the ground, and put it in his arms.

"You hurt my cat, but you can't afford to lose your life. Canghailiu stroked the black cat's body, and the white light poured into the black cat's body along his palm, making the trembling of the black cat's body gradually ease.

The man in Tsing Yi stood in place with his head lowered when he heard this, he couldn't figure out the thoughts of the sea, and he couldn't afford the courage to resist.

"But the boy has a broken arm, and you'll have to pay for it. The sound of the current sounded again.

The body of the man in Tsing Yi shook, he raised his head suddenly, and was about to explain anxiously: "Senior, his arm is not down..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the flow of the sea.

"When I left, his arms were still there, could I be mistaken?" asked Cang Hailiu with a raised brow.

The man in Tsing Yi was not stupid, he naturally understood the meaning of the sea at that time, I am afraid that if he doesn't pay some price today, he can't leave here.

He was also resolute, and at that moment, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the long sword in his hand flashed, and a bloody light burst out. One of his arms fell straight to the ground.

"Senior...", and then he reached out to cover the wound on his severed arm, lowered his head and looked at the current, and his face that had become pale did not dare to show half a point of dissatisfaction.

"Hmm. Cang Hailiu nodded noncommittally, but did not turn his head to look at the man in green clothes again.

"Thank you, senior. The man in Tsing Yi saluted respectfully, then dragged his scarred body, turned around and walked into the night.

When the figure of the man in green clothes completely disappeared into the night, Xu Han came back to his senses.

He dragged the long sword as if he had just woken up from a dream, and stepped forward, just as he was about to salute and thank the sea current for saving his life.

But this body just bowed down, but he heard a curse coming out of the mouth of the sea current.

"This old boy surnamed Yue is really fucking ruthless!"

After saying this, Canghailiu, who was still a master, spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his body fell in front of Xu Han with a bang.

......

Day 2.

Genius was slightly cool.

Xu Han carried the sword that was re-wrapped in strips of cloth, held the black cat, and led the depressed Canghai Current on the road again.

Canghailiu didn't stay in a coma for long, but his condition was extremely bad, but last night's tragedy can't be hidden, and I'm afraid that it will spread in the market of Longji City today.

If it was in the past, there was a big Buddha with the flow of the sea, and he would not be afraid of the cow, ghost, snake and god.

But...

Xu Han turned his head to look at the pale face of Canghai Current, and sighed.

I wanted to live for a few days with my thighs in my arms, but now it seems that such a wish is about to be frustrated.

Xu Han's cultivation has improved, the sword on his back is no longer as heavy as before, and the body of Canghai Liu is sick, but the two of them and a cat have begun to walk side by side.

It was only after walking thirty or forty miles north of Longji City that the sea current stopped screaming and hungry.

Xu Han was helpless.

He could only drag his injured body, and the forest next to the road picked some fruits for the sea stream and handed them to satisfy his hunger.

Looking at the sea flow of eating fruit like a starving ghost reincarnated, Xu Han smiled bitterly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this sloppy bad old man in front of him would be the notorious murderer of the Great Zhou Dynasty - Canghai Liu.

"What are you looking at?" It seemed that he couldn't stand Xu Han's gaze at him, and after being silent for a morning, Lord Canghailiu finally couldn't hold back the nameless fire in his heart anymore after spitting out a fruit core, and took the lead in attacking Xu Han.

"You had a fight with Yue Fuyao?" But Xu Han, who had already figured out the temper of Canghailiu, ignored his question, and instead asked this question that he had held back for a day.

In Tiandou City, the mountains are swaying, and they are far from the mountain sect.

One is in Da Zhou and the other is in Chen.

The two great sword immortal-level figures in the world.

Canghailiu was able to fight him, it was not Xu Han's gossip, it was just such a grand battle, but everyone in the rivers and lakes was probably extremely curious.

"Hmm. Hearing this, Canghailiu was stunned for a moment, but then nodded, although his face tried his best to pretend to be careless. But the unconcealable pride in his eyes had already exposed the fluctuations in his heart at the moment.

"You won?" Xu Han's eyes lit up, Canghailiu's reputation was loud, but after all, it was notoriety, it was not as good as Yue Fuyao, the city lord of Tiandou City, if it was said that Canghailiu could beat Yue Fuyao, what kind of magnificent thing would it be?

But when the current of the sea, who has always loved the benefits of his tongue, heard this, the look on his face was stagnant, and he was speechless for a long time.

Seeing him like this, how could Xu Han not know the final ending, he was also interested, and turned his head and stopped asking about it.

But this kind of behavior caused a burst of dissatisfaction, he took a bite of the fruit in his hand viciously, and said with a scolding grin: "The old boy surnamed Yue is unruly, I use a sword, but he uses two swords, there is a way that two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, two fight one, not a good man." ”

Yue Fuyao's reputation of breaking the sky with two swords has been spread in the rivers and lakes for many years, and Canghailiu is naturally arguing with strong words to say that he is cheating, but how can Xu Han be bored to debunk Canghailiu?

"Yes. He nodded his head repeatedly, agreeing with Canghailiu's words, and at the same time ending the topic.

When he saw that Canghailiu had finished eating the fruit in his hand at this moment, he asked again, "Then where are we going next?"

Xu Han didn't really know the purpose of the sea current, and he didn't ask, because he knew that even if he asked, he couldn't get an answer, so it was better to go on like this.

He has a peace, and the sea has a companion to speak.

Each has its own place, and everything is safe.

At least that's what Xu Han thinks in his heart.

Hearing this, Canghailiu clapped his hands and stood up, he turned his head to look north, his eyes suddenly deepened, and something seemed to be calling to him.

Xu Han didn't know what that thing was, but he read a hint of resoluteness in his eyes.

"I'll go the rest of the way. ”

And the low voice of the sea flow also suddenly sounded at that time.