[131] The last sword

On the surging river, the smoke waves are vast.

On the bank of the river, twelve huge ships collided together, and then quietly stopped by the river.

On the surface of the river, a rugged man was quietly suspended. He was holding a large knife in his hand, the blade of the knife was glowing with a faint blue light, and within a radius of more than ten meters nearby, there was a strong cold air.

An old man slowly descended from the deck, a cyan sword in his hand. The old man walked on the surface of the river, trembling step by step, and with each step, there would be a circle of ripples under his feet.

Yu Deshui looked at the old man, but for some reason, a great sense of fear suddenly arose in his heart.

It's like a three-year-old naughty boy who sees an adult who wants to beat himself.

The more Yu Deshui looked at the old man, the stronger the sense of fear in his heart became.

He held the big knife and said tremblingly: "Senior, this is insisting on fighting me?"

Jian Sanjin didn't speak, and the green sword in his hand, like a cyan dragon, rose into the air and let out a thunderous roar.

Several strands of sword qi rushed out, stirring up several tornado winds and spinning on the surface of the river. The river swirled with it, and the originally calm river was stirred and rolled by the ground waves.

The dark clouds in the sky became more and more intense, and the clouds collided with each other, stirring up bursts of lightning and thunder.

Jian Sanjin was in an excellent mood at this time, and he moved forward step by step, as if every step was the most important step in his life.

Yellow thunder, constantly falling, they bombarded the river, bombarded the shore, bombarded the woods not far away. The sky and the earth are obscure, and light and darkness are constantly intertwined.

Yu Deshui just stood like that, his face changed greatly.

"Make a move, Housheng. Jian Sanjin came to a place in front of Yu Deshui and stopped. He looked at this junior who had galloped across the blue rivers, lakes and seas for more than ten years, and smiled slightly.

At this time, Yu Deshui, where is there any fighting will, he secretly regrets in his heart, he is idle, why did he come to wade into such troubled waters.

Yu Deshui is not from Beiyang, so naturally he has no view of glory and shame.

So, he chose to run away.

Jian Sanjin smiled with difficulty, and the cyan long sword in his hand was suddenly swung out.

"A sword rolls against the dragon wall!"

The dragon-shaped sword qi flew out violently, and the rushing river was cut open with a huge crack in an instant.

Yu Deshui only felt that his back was like a sharp arrow, stabbing towards him, so that he had to be cautious.

Like a goshawk, Yu Deshui made a big turn in mid-air, and the snow drinking knife in his hand swung out quickly. The blue sword light collided towards the dragon-shaped sword qi.

"Boom!"

The sword and sword qi collided, causing a huge roar. In the river, it was as if millions of tons of explosives were detonated at the same time, stirring up a huge column of water.

The water column rises, and along with the swimming fish in the river, it soars into the sky together. A few fell into the grass in the distance, and a few fell onto the deck by the river, jumping back and forth.

Yu Deshui breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart palpitated.

He watched as the old man grew more and more frightened.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

The Xuan power in the Xuan Mansion was gathered on the treasure sword, and the blue Xuan Light was like a brilliant sapphire, flashing everyone's eyes, so that they had to bend their arms to block the light.

Yu Deshui swung out with a knife, and the huge blue knife light was like a huge blue shark, rushing above the river. The surface of the water that the sword swept along the way was condensed with ice several meters thick. The sword light was like a fierce tiger pounced, and it suddenly jumped towards the forehead of Jian Sanjin.

Jian Sanjin just smiled.

Two short swords more than an inch long broke through the air. At an extremely fast speed, they continued to circle around the body of the sword three catties, and the sword qi condensed into a huge glass light cover, protecting the sword three catties in the center, regardless of the wind and rain, they still did not move.

The blue sword light slammed on the sword qi light mask, and it actually pressed the sword qi light mask, and slowly deformed.

Just when 12,000 people were worried about the sword and three catties, the sword qi light shield slowly rebounded back.

"Whoosh!"

The surface of the sword qi shield was like an extremely elastic bowstring, and the blue sword light bounced straight out.

"Boom!"

The sword mang was bounced into the woods more than ten miles away, and a huge roar erupted, and all of them were covered by thick ice within a radius of more than ten miles, and the flowers and trees, insects, birds and beasts were all frozen into ice sculptures.

Yu Deshui's face was very pale, this was already his full blow, but he didn't expect to be easily cracked by the sword three catties.

Jian Sanjin still smiled innocently, and the cyan blade in his hand swung out again.

"Two swords shine together!"

The two swords came out together, and the invisible sword qi like a swimming dragon cut through the breeze in the sky and shrouded towards Yu Deshui.

Yu Deshui was extremely flustered, and the snow drinking treasure knife in his hand was like a chicken pecking rice, dancing again and again. It was a full four four and sixteen swords, and he finally dissolved the second sword of three catties of swords.

His face was already covered with sweat, and there was not much Xuan Li left in the Xuan Mansion.

Yu Deshui looked at the old man and was anxious.

"Ice Mirror!"

Yu Deshui frowned, and he was simply a dead horse as a live horse doctor. He put away the Snow Drinking Maniac Knife, and his hands kept forming esoteric handprints.

The blue Xuanguang was flourishing, and countless cold and icy breaths were overwhelming.

On the surface of the river, a thick layer of ice suddenly condensed, and on the ice, like mushrooms after the rain, huge ice mirrors were born.

Yu Deshui's figure flashed, and he quickly burrowed into the ice mirror. The burly figure suddenly disappeared, and in its place, his figure appeared on every ice mirror.

"Hahahaha" Yu Deshui laughed, his expression was extremely rampant: "How is it? senior, you come to kill me, kill me"

On the deck, the fists of Ye Junlin and Beitang Ciju were clenched tightly.

Jin Sanjin was not afraid, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Countless sword qi broke through the wind, lingering around him. It's like hunting a snowstorm, cold and cold.

"The sword qi weighs three catties!"

The last sword, the sword three catties almost roared and shouted, and the sword qi that filled the sky around him began to converge on his cyan long sword. Above the sky, a huge golden sword shadow plunged straight down.

"Boom!"

This sword stabbed straight down from the sky and fell straight into the turbulent river. The river exploded, and the river was surging. Within a radius of dozens of miles, everything was covered by the river, and twelve huge ships were rammed farther away.

The ice on the surface of the river has broken down. Yu Deshui turned into dust along with the dozens of ice mirrors.

The blue sword flew out of the way, and the old man jumped and held it in his hand.

The old man's figure suddenly became blurred, like a golden rainbow