Inside the house, Yang Paner's wail was much weaker.

If you want to connect with the natal sword, you must put the flying sword into your body.

For what is on the deck, of course, it is not heard.

The conflict on the ferry has become increasingly unmanageable.

The short beater slapped Zhao Ji, his face was blue and white for a while, and after a while, he became furious.

raised his fist and punched Zhao Ji is fist.

The fist is wide open and closed, full of domineering power,

Zhao Ji's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't imagine that this man was actually a martial artist, and he was a strong man in the Kaifu realm whose body had been tempered to the internal organs.

Although he also gave birth to four tails, he is still much worse than a martial artist, especially a martial artist in the Four Realms.

She couldn't help but glance at Shen Yu in the distance, who was still wandering thousands of miles at this time, as if she didn't pay attention here.

Zhao Ji had no choice but to dodge.

"If you don't use the sword, this opportunity will be gone."

Shen Yu suddenly spoke.

Zhao Ji was stunned.

The next moment, a figure emerged from the cabin.

Immediately following him was a cyan flying sword.

The sword light cut through the air, turning into a ray of light and crashing straight into the man's heart.

The short-beaten man's pupils shrank, and he was a little busy by the sudden attack, no one could have imagined that two cultivators would appear one after another at this mortal crossing, one of whom was still a sword cultivator.

But before he had time to think about it, he stretched out his palms, and a thick aura shield blocked in front of him.

The flying sword collided with the air shield and made a rumbling sound.

Yang Pan'er shouted angrily, "Break!"

The martial arts qi shield instantly appeared a crack like a broken mirror, and the next moment, the entire qi shield shattered into pieces, and then the whole began to collapse.

The Qingxuan Sword passed through the man's palms and stabbed straight into his heart, not splashing blood as he imagined, but making a dull sound like metal colliding, and the latter was hit by the sword qi, and his entire body flew out in an instant.

Yang Pan'er's face was full of surprise, and she looked at the long sword in her hand blankly.

Is this sword cultivation?

No one would have imagined that just by relying on his own cultivation to enter the Dao realm, he had just cultivated the Natal Sword, and it would have such great power.

Shen Yu looked at all this indifferently.

The short-beaten man's body was knocked into the air, and then slammed into the cabin, and the wooden hatch shattered in an instant without impact. Soon, the man rushed out again, glaring at the girl in front of him.

He pointed to the boat lady on the side, and said angrily: "A few guys who don't know what to do, Lao Tzu is reminding you not to get on the thief ship, so I deliberately did this, since they are all cultivators, then Uncle Ben is not too lazy to care."

With that, he led the others and left straight to another cabin.

Yang Paner and Zhao Ji glanced at each other, both feeling inexplicable.

Subconsciously looked at Shen Yu.

The latter's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was calm.

Seeing that the conflict was over, Yang Pan'er stepped forward and said excitedly, "My natal sword has been refined."

Shen Yu said, "It's my sword."

Yang Pan'er instantly lowered her face and said impatiently, "I've already borrowed it, so don't talk about your sword."

"Okay, the next opponent is the boat lady."

Yang Pan'er's eyes widened, and she asked puzzledly, "Why? They're just mortal."

Shen Yu said indifferently: "Back then, there was a person who also used the same method to refine the natal sword, and then she couldn't control the sword qi in her body, so she found a big demon, and barely consumed the sword qi, if you think you can bear it, you can not fight."

What Shen Yu said was naturally Lu Caiwei, that day, the woman's sword qi entered her body, constantly expanding the dantian spiritual sea, but there were more and more sword qi in her body, and in the end, she was almost about to break her entire body.

Fortunately, he met a He demon later, and after the sword qi was consumed, there was no hidden danger.

Today, Yang Paner also needs it

Do so.

This kind of unbelievable cultivation technique was just a certain method that Tai Xuan thought of at random back then.

Except for trying it on Lu Caiwei, no one has seen it again.

Yang Pan'er never knew how much this kind of opportunity would help her in her future cultivation, the more sword qi she had, the wider the spiritual sea that could be expanded, and the more spiritual qi she could hold heaven and earth.

As for why he fought with the father and daughter of the boat, Shen Yu naturally had his reasons.

Shen Yu said, "Follow me."

Yang Paner said, "What are you doing?"

Shen Yu didn't speak, and walked to the stern of the boat in a few steps, standing quietly in front of the boat lady.

"You're the only one on this ferry, but I've heard that ten years ago, there were three ferries here."

Shen Yu asked calmly.

Yang Pan'er heard the meaning, her fingers moved slightly, and the Qingxuan Sword let out a trembling sword roar, as if it would break through the air at any time.

When the boat lady heard this, her face turned pale, and she desperately stirred the corners of her clothes.

But the old boatman stopped what he was doing, and explained, "Little Lao'er has lived in this river for thirty years, and in the early ten years, there were three ferries, but over the years there have been fewer and fewer people crossing the river, and the other two boats have sailed to the downstream ferry."

Shen Yu squinted slightly, turned his head to Yang Pan'er and said, "Use your sword intent to find out the oar."

Yang Pan'er was a little stunned, but soon released a trace of sword intent, and leaned towards the huge oar in the boatman's hand.

Yes!

Yang Paner couldn't help but shout.

The oar, just by looking at the thousands of unjust souls wrapped around its body, you can know how many mortals it has killed.

Cultivators cannot cultivate as mortals, this is an iron law promulgated by the Academy.

Shen Yu sat on the bamboo chair and said casually: "There has been no ghost cultivation in the Spirit Wilderness for many years, you can refine this ghost weapon, and the cultivation can be regarded as a great sect of exercises, but the little girl wants to practice swords, and there is no opponent who is evenly matched, so she has to use you to practice."

Yang Pan'er couldn't help but snort, but didn't make a sound.

The boatman's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "The old man doesn't understand what the son said."

Shen Yu looked at the boat lady on the side, and said indifferently, "It's not that you don't understand, but you don't want to understand."

The boatman was still confused and puzzled.

And the boat lady also quietly walked to her father's side at this time, with a frightened look on her face.

Seeing this, Yang Pan'er said kindly, "Don't be afraid, this sister, what Shen Yu said, there will be no fake."

"Our father and daughter have never killed anyone, how can it be some ghost cultivation in the mouth of the son." The boat lady said anxiously.

Shen Yu squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "Most of the people in this world are dead, only some women with extremely yin physiques, if their souls are not dispersed before they die, they are likely to fall into a situation of neither death nor life, and to maintain her life, it takes countless people's soul essence blood to maintain, over the years, many people in this ferry, including the other two boats, have died under your father's oars."

Yang Pan'er was shocked and said, "You say, that boat lady's sister, how can it be possible if she is not dead or alive."