On the edge of the Guangling River, there are two figures.

A purple robe with a long sword on his back looks extraordinary, and a bare hand is very powerful.

The two seemed to have agreed, standing two feet apart, and did not move, but just gathered momentum, and the robes were self-drumming without wind, making one by one the tide watchers applaud.

"Damn, why are these two so familiar, where do they seem to have met?" The middle-aged man who was leading a bad horse and his hair was messy like a thatched nest muttered, and then his eyes widened, and he scolded in a low voice: "Damn, isn't this what an old blind man told two days ago at the city gate?" ”

To say that in these days, the most widely spread in the rivers and lakes is the shocking battle between the new sword god and Wang Laowei in the East China Sea.

The East China Sea War is only one day, and the new sword god, also known as the sword ghost, has spread all over the country with a sword and the deeds of the two hundred zhang Douwang Xianzhi.

If you don't know about this rare event, you can just take a piece of tofu and hit it to death! This is very happy for those storytellers, who used to spend a few catties of foam to survive but only earn a few copper plates, but now as long as they blow those new sword gods to the death, how majestic the sword is from the east, those bullish sword cultivators, maybe throw a piece of broken silver.

There is also a reason for the atmosphere of sword cultivation, two taels of silver for a straight waist board, not expensive!

Purple clothes dare to order the Jianghu guests, those of you who practice guns, knives and sticks, is it feasible?

Later, I saw that some little ladies were also interested in this new sword god, and these storytellers blew to the death how the purple-robed sword god was a graceful, handsome and extraordinary, at first there were a few cheeky people who said it more implicitly, and then saw that this daughter's family was more generous than those who played with swords, and they didn't care about any face, and they only hated that there were too few words spoken by readers for thousands of years.

Estimating that the spectators were almost gathered, enough to shoot by themselves, the two knights jumped in a dashing manner, stepping on the river to show their powers.

A crowd of tide watchers applauded, I didn't see the battle in the East China Sea with my own eyes, and the scene in front of me was not bad, was it?

Especially the purple-clothed guest with a sword, the carefully prepared sword moves dazzled people, and the layman was stunned for a while, and he couldn't wait to kowtow on the spot.

The seniors in the rivers and lakes don't deceive me, and they really have a future in sword-playing!

Hearing the shouts and applause, the cheers became more and more deafening, and the two of them fought harder and harder.

What's the mix up with?

Not for fame yet?

Otherwise, why don't you have to take the waterway if you don't take the dry road, and why don't you have to take the wet clothes to tread the water if you don't take the boat?

After today, the two of them can give themselves a resounding name, such as the Sky Shattering Sword and the Broken Wave Fist.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the crowd, it turned out to be the swordsman who slashed out with a sword, there was no wind and waves, and a line of waves drowned the bare-handed man, and the waves went without abating, hitting the shore directly, and photographing several people who were intoxicated watching in the water.

Mother, to be able to fight so thrillingly, this swordsman is really a master! Even if it's not as famous as the purple-clothed sword god with the most famous, it's not much different, right?

On the bustling riverside, a small circle is separated from everyone, and there are three people guarding outside the circle, one is carrying a divination halberd on the back of a tiger, one is holding a scarlet spear with a face like an iceberg, and the other is a one-eyed blind man with a paralyzed face.

It is rare to be used by His Royal Highness the Prince of the World as a mule and a cow, holding his hands on the turbulent scenery, and secretly scolding the two people in the river who showed their own means, with a face full of contempt.

Not to mention those masters in the realm of Xuan and Celestial Phenomena, she, a woman who does not enter the realm of King Kong, can't look down on this lame fight, even if it is Yang Qingfeng, a blind man who she despises the most, she only needs three punches and two kicks to clean up these two people with mediocre martial arts.

Shu Sha's eyes turned to the purple shadow beside Shizi again, feeling sorry for himself.

This frighteningly high martial arts son, why don't you understand the amorous feelings, and don't behave in the slightest? Can't you learn from Li Chungang, who doesn't have the slightest bit of a superior demeanor? She doesn't want to try her eighteen martial arts in this bed?

His Royal Highness the Prince stabbed Jing Zhou with his elbow, and said happily: "If you let the two people who are fighting in the river know that the new sword god with a fiery reputation is standing by the river to watch the battle, can't the two of them dig a crack in the ground with their tails between their tails and get in?" ”

His Royal Highness the Prince thought of Luqiu and used the secret letter sent by the eagle falcon, those "old-timers in the rivers and lakes", gossip obtained by hearsay, and combined with his own experience, he almost told the new sword god who was turned upside down with Wang Xianzhi on the East China Sea, what the new sword god is the illegitimate son of the Wu family's sword mound, and somehow comprehended a set of peerless swordsmanship, sixteen into King Kong, eighteen years old into the Xuan, holding an ancient sword, overturned the Wu family sword mound Yunyun.

Jing Zhou smiled.

The old Taoist Wei Shuyang touched the wisp of goatee under his chin, and looked at it with great interest.

Who hasn't been young for the first time? When he heard about Li Jianshen's deeds, didn't he also do a lot of things that were ridiculous when he looked back at this time?

It's just that the rivers and lakes have been quiet for too long, so long that a generation has turned white, and so long that the younger generations don't know the demeanor of their predecessors.

Not to mention that Wang Xianzhi is fighting the enemy with both hands, how many years has it been since the second person in the world to fight with someone?

The rivers and lakes are so big, it's lively, it's good.

Compared with the leisure of the gray-clothed veteran, Pei Nanwei, the princess of Jing'an, was treated like a maid, and she was drenched in sweat. The heavy scenery in front of her made the princess who had been on the rouge list twice overwhelmed her slender waist, and she was a little heavy when she walked, not to mention that she was still carrying a heavier box in her small hand, which contained two jars of wine.

Lu Qiu'er said a word, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World sounded a little reasonable. This woman is just like the falcon he raised, and if she wants to be obedient, she has to be trained slowly.

Princess Jing'an, whose name is not small, is just Zhao Heng's old boy, but there is no day when she uses this woman as a pillow. was treated as an outcast by Zhao Heng, Pei Nanwei couldn't recognize his identity clearly, and put on a shelf in front of him.

He Xu Fengnian is not in a hurry, but he is patient, to see how long this broken shoe, which should be called his aunt in name, can be tough.

Jing Zhou glanced at Xu Fengnian meaningfully, took a jar of wine from Princess Jing'an's hand, and drank it by himself.

The first in the world is not invincible, especially Pei Nanwei in the world.

Is it just talking?

His Royal Highness is looked at strangely.

What does this mean?

Asking for more blessings?

Since he was twelve years old, Xu Fengnian listened to small songs in Chu Lushan's mansion, drank some wine, and then hehehehe, practiced thirty-six postures, and his kung fu was so clever that he could play with a knife.

Jingzhou Hanhu said clearly: "There are mountains outside the mountain that are higher than the mountain, and they come out of the wall......"

Pei Nanwei seemed to have thought of something, and her face was hot.

His Royal Highness was pondering when an inopportune sound of horses' hooves suddenly arose.

Whether it was a ranger or a local people, they turned their heads to catch a glimpse of the soldiers with superb equestrian skills and swords and crossbows, and their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they didn't care to watch the two people fighting the river, and they scattered to both sides, and those who ran slower or came from other places who did not know the rules to avoid it, and in the blink of an eye, they were pierced by the soldiers with the tip of the grass, and blood was splashed on the spot.

The corpse was thrown off the long grass and fell to the ground, and in a moment it was trampled by the horse's hooves, and the intestines and internal organs were shattered, and the pungent smell of blood suddenly diffused.

Dozens of light horsemen with distinct armor stomachs forced a way out of the sea of people, and the bystanders who scattered to the side were secretly glad that they hid quickly, just looking at these soldiers with standard armor stomachs, they knew that it was Zhao Yan, the prince of Guangling, who traveled and blocked the way of His Royal Highness, isn't it damned? Didn't you die in vain?

This bloated son is one of the few truly noble people in the world.

In the Guangling area, there is no royal law, and some are just the family law of the fat pig son. His son, Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, is the younger brother of the Son of Heaven, not only has a magnificent sailor in the world, but also has an elite cavalry, especially the eight thousand guards are the elite of the elite, as fast as a cone, like thunder and lightning, it is said that it can compete with the Great Snow Dragoon Army of Beiliang.

In the Spring and Autumn War of that year, Zhao Yi led the Beikui army, broke through the gates of the palaces of several countries, and snatched the queens and princesses of the dead country back to Guangling.

After dozens of light rides, it was a sweaty and bloody horse with moist fur, and a fat man trembling with fat on the horse's back. After the sweat and blood, there is an old man in gray with eyes like knives and a withered weed.

Squeezed out a person from the crowd, ran to Zhao Yan's horse, stood on tiptoe and whispered, and pointed at the blue bird, Shu Xi, and Pei Nanwei.

Legend has it that the prince of Guangling raised a group of dogs under his hands, planted in various parts of Guangling, specifically responsible for helping him find a handsome and moving little lady.

A few young scholars who had guessed the reason for the success of the fat pig prince turned sideways to the small circle surrounded by the Guangling cavalry and sneered. In the Guangling area, carry a good female roll with you, just like a child holding gold through the city.

The maids brought by the two sons and brothers could not escape the fate of being crushed by the fat pig prince. What if you have a scarlet robe in your family? When I arrived in the Guangling area, there was only one son, and his surname was Zhao!

The prince of Guangling smiled and stared at several women who were more abundant and enchanting than the other, and he couldn't help but flow down.

The woman in red is a little older, but this figure wants it! Especially the fox in the bones, wouldn't it be possible to play more tricks when you snatch it back?

Just think about it!

Especially the little lady in a jinghai cloth dress and carrying a wooden box, stunning! In the eyes of this extraordinary Guangling prince, the fairy in the sky is nothing more than that! And with a graceful and luxurious atmosphere, even a shirt that is not worth a few pennies can't cover it, which makes the prince of Guangling more and more curious about the story behind this woman.

Shu Xi was disgusted by Zhao Yan's gaze, forcibly endured the killing intent, and turned her head to the side, even if it was Li Chungang, who was cheap and picked her feet and picked her crotch, she didn't want to be taken advantage of by this bloated Guangling prince.

Pei Nanwei's head was slightly lowered, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

The fat pig Shizi wiped away his salivating saliva indiscriminately, and waved his big hand: "Robbed it!" ”

Many onlookers are not surprised, what is it to rob a woman on the street? This fat pig prince has also done even more ridiculous things, staging a living spring palace for people.

Jing Zhou withdrew his gaze from Zhao Yan, chuckled, turned to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and said, "Let me take a look at your sword technique, which has practiced a little meaning." ”

When the prince of Guangling heard this, he was not angry but happy, and glanced forward for the first time. Who in Guangling is not frightened when they see him? Which one dares to resist? The game of submissiveness made Zhao Fat really boring.

Today, he actually met a person with a lot of backbone, and the prince of Guangling decided to open his grace for a while, and asked this foreign boy to see his martial arts in bed, and then asked his subordinates to send the outsiders to the western sky.

The dozens of light horsemen knew that their own family liked to watch the "heroes and heroes" resist in vain, and they were not in a hurry to make a move, but laughed unscrupulously.

The onlookers shook their heads and sighed, secretly sighing that Jingzhou and his party did not know the height of the sky.

In addition to a few people in the palace, who else in this world can make the father and son of King Guangling look at it?

The more he resisted in front of Zhao Yan, the more painful his death became.

Xu Fengnian laughed cruelly and stepped forward with a knife.

The gray-clothed old man who followed behind Zhao Yan smiled disdainfully and got off the horse.

It's just a yellow-mouthed child, how many catties and taels can he have? Relatively speaking, it was the gray-clothed old man who stood with his beard that made him have a little bit of fear.

Zhao Yan turned to the general beside him who lifted the pitch-black snake spear with a hideous face, and asked, "Guess how many moves this kid can hold?" Don't be beaten to death in three or five strokes. ”

The general replied: "If the prince wants this kid to live a few moves, he can live a few moves." ”

Do you really think that after practicing a few sword tricks, you think that you can walk sideways in this Guangling?

Not far away, there are thousands of back-backed Kui troops stationed in Da Yanji, not to mention a nameless boy, even if Gu Jiantang, the first person in the world to use a knife, comes, the Guangling army can easily crush it!

The fat pig Shizi's eyes were full of smiles, and his eyes fell on the old man in gray who had always done things for himself, and he waited and see.

"Becoming an Immortal"

Go to the Yellow Court in one go!

The mark on the eyebrows of His Royal Highness the Prince became more and more obvious, and he slashed out with a knife in one hand, and the blade was as clear as snow, drawing a mysterious arc.

A sword walks the dragon and snake, this knife is learned from Lao Huang!

The gray-clothed old man's expression froze, and he no longer despised this young man who was playing with a knife as before, and his palms were reluctantly slapped out, catching the knife of Beiliang Shizi.

Sword two, and Tillian!

Xu Fengnian silently thought, and the second knife was blatantly shot.

The gray-clothed old man's face sank.

Three swords, three catties!

Xu Fengnian's eyes were cold, and he slashed one after another, and did not stop until the sword was nine or six thousand miles.

Seven knives were slashed out, and the old man in gray had turned his sleeves into ashes.

When the eighth knife fell, the old man in gray was already struggling to catch it, and when the ninth knife fell, the old man in gray was cut back five or six steps, and each step back, there would be a foot-deep footprint under his feet.

The old Taoist Wei Shuyang smiled with relief, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is getting more and more lucky in the martial arts.

The momentum of this knife already has a bit of the demeanor of Chu Mad's slave double knife.

The rivers and lakes urge people to grow old, this kid who once rode on his neck to pee, and he will no longer need to protect himself in the future.

The gray-clothed old man's face was horrified, but before he could take a breath, the voice in his ears suddenly gave him an ominous omen.

"I have a knife, I learned from the sword ghost in the East China Sea, and I can seal the demon and slaughter the immortals!"

"Taiyi!"

A killing intent that seemed to be about to be devoured attached to a clear light and dispersed forward.