Five tea boats came on, all with covered curtains, neatly blocked on the water, completely blocking the way of Xia Ze's small boat.

The tea boat in the center was the first to sail out of the team, and the person who rocked the oars seemed to be thin, but against the trend of the boat, breathing calmly, looking as usual, and not tired at all. The old man at the head of the boat, wearing a black robe, had a fierce and hideous face.

Lin Lu Qingyu's fingers flicked the surface of the water, and in an instant, the fish that were originally attracted by the spiritual energy of her fingertips scattered as birds and beasts, she picked the hair on her forehead, turned her head to look at Xia Ze, and asked, "The person who came is not good, it seems that there are still a few familiar faces, and they are clearly coming at us, what should we do?"

Xia Ze pretended to be shocked: "I remember that Miss Lin didn't have such a temper before, if it was changed to Miss Lin's previous temper, someone would have nothing to do, what would Miss Lin do?"

"...... you" Lin Luqingfeng's eyes widened, and she was choked by these words, her cheeks bulged slightly, and she said, "Of course I taught him a lesson."

Xia Ze nodded again and again: "That's right, we have reason to be afraid of something!" Do him!"

The young man's eyes were burning, and he looked at the old man on the tea boat that was slowly sailing opposite, and said with a smile: "If your master is to blame afterwards, it's a big deal that I, Xia Ze, kowtow a few hundred times, and let him slap him again."

Lin Luqing hid his face and sneered: "A slap from the Qi Refiner of the Twelve Realms can knock down a tall building, not to mention that my master is not an ordinary Twelve Realms, are you sure you can withstand it?"

Xia Ze's throat moved slightly, seeing that Lin Luqing was serious, so he pretended to look at the scenery on the shore, patted his chest and said, "Let's talk about it again."

The tea boat approached quickly, and then with a bang, the bow of the boat collided, and the water splashed, and the hull of the boat shook, and it was about to fall into the water.

Xia Ze's face did not change, and he pressed on the boat with one hand, and the originally shaking hull of the boat suddenly stood like a rock standing in the wind, standing still. Lin Luqing seemed to be swaying like a willow in the wind, but in fact, she had been secretly laughing in her heart, she rolled up her sleeves, crossed her waist and said angrily to the man who was pretending to be in a hurry, "Hey! You can't sail!"

The old man at the bow of the boat didn't say a word, and the river breeze blew his robe and beard, making him look more and more evil. The paddler was stunned for a moment, no matter how bad the eyes of this Qi Refiner and Martial Arts were, they wouldn't even be able to see his provocative actions.

So he looked embarrassed, put away the oars, and turned to shake a handful of cold river water towards Lin Luqing intentionally or unintentionally: "Girl, I don't know how to be watery, but I was driven by my old father to put ducks on the shelf, and I took this guest across the river, and it was difficult to control the direction for a while, can the girl be gracious, let's let ......."

Lin Luqing looked at the vast river, her bright red lips rose slightly, and she bit her teeth lightly: "This river channel is not too wide, let it flow backwards?" Besides, there are five ships behind you, where do we have to go?"

The man's face changed, and a ruthlessness and recklessness suddenly appeared, and he held the oars in one hand and crossed his waist with the other, and said: "If the girl doesn't let it, then we will have our own destiny, ugly words ahead, if the two boats collide again, the girl and this little boy fall into the water, my water nature will definitely not come up, at most I will be unlucky, and I will lose some silver and send it elsewhere."

This slightly unfortunate word blurted out, Lin Luqing was about to get angry, Xia Ze hurriedly got up and played happily: "Little brother is annoyed, we let you be."

As he spoke, the oars paddled lightly, the river rippled, and the boat immediately rowed far away. The old man and the man's faces were covered with a layer of frost, and they were suddenly a little breathless, the man quickly dialed the oars, and the tea boat suddenly pressed hard against the hull of Xia Ze and Lin Luqing, and it looked like the boat was about to capsize again.

Lin Luqing said with a smile: "Since you want to seek revenge, you might as well cut it off directly, the two of you are pretending to be too fake, but it's okay like this, let me relieve my boredom first, anyway, the two of you will die later."

"What the girl is talking about, why can't I understand? I, this guest, and the girl, should all meet in Pingshui......" The man stared at Lin Luqing's eyes with a puzzled expression.

In an instant, the man slammed on the hull of the boat, his body jumped high, and the wooden oar that he originally held in his hand shattered, and it turned out to be an iron pestle made of fine iron, which smashed into Lin Luqing's face.

There were already pedestrians on both sides of the river who noticed the changes on the river and screamed in fright

, The crowd was crowded, they didn't know what the man and the beautiful woman had to hate, they only knew that after this pestle, the woman's originally carved face like a fairy would turn into a mess of rotten meat, and she would definitely die.

All of a sudden! Above the river, the air waves are surrounding! The river swayed and scattered into a faint cloud.

Xia Ze is still rowing, calm and relaxed, Lin Luqing on the boat is not only not dead, in the mist in the sky, the beauty is incomprehensible.

Lin Luqing put away the hilt of the sword, put the duckweed grass back into the sheath, pulled up the hem of her skirt, squatted down, and teased the fish in the water as before.

On the river, a lifeless miserable white corpse slowly floated in, it was the man who was rocking the oars just now, the sharp-eyed person was like watching the fire, just now, Lin Luqing quickly drew his sword, and quickly slammed several key points on the man's body with the scabbard, and after abolishing his martial arts methods, he slammed the heavenly spirit and killed him with one blow.

"Murder! Killed!" Someone shouted on the shore. In an instant, the crowd gathered around the railing.

Lin Luqing pinched the corner of the floating corpse's clothes, her eyes were full of disgust, and when she stood up again, she pinched a wisp of white smoke that kept writhing at her fingertips.

When the last trace of smoke was withdrawn, the corpse suddenly sank into the river, and the wisp of smoke in Lin Luqing's hand actually appeared with a desperate face, Lin Luqing's eyes were like silk, and a few small flames rose from his fingertips, and the wisp of soul that burned screamed again and again, life was worse than death.

"The dignified Qi is so reduced to the point that he wants to be in the company of a smoky miasma of the Spirit Thief Sect, and laughs to death." Lin Luqing smiled at the old man on the boat in the distance, and then sprinkled three silver needles into the flames.

The three silver needles accompanied the flames, rising and falling, like the sun rising and the moon setting, repeating the cycle, and it seemed to be weaving a piece of cloth with flesh and blood through the needle.

The girl looked sad again, and said to the crippled soul who was screaming wildly, "You are strange and pitiful, that old man knows that so many people have died at our hands, and he still has to let you test us, but it's a pity, the real Seven Realms Qi Refiner is like a paper paste, pay attention in the next life, don't lose your life in order to show your merit in front of him."

After finishing speaking, the five fingers were closed, and Ai Ai's screams in that period stopped abruptly, and Lin Luqing suddenly turned around and said in a loud voice, "Where is the Spirit Thief Sect!"

The old man frowned, and the hull of the ship, which had been blown by the sword qi because there was no one to support the boat, stopped steadily, the old man unfolded his wide sleeved robe, and smiled evilly: "Xiao Nizi, slaughter nearly a thousand disciples of my Spirit Thief Sect, this blood account should be repaid today, the old man has always had a question, what kind of peerless sword immortal can kill my thousands of disciples and grandchildren. I know a little bit about your heels, Tianlan Mountain, right? I can't kill a Li Muyun, but if I catch his disciple, guess what, will his bones be so hard that he doesn't even care about his own disciples."

The next words were filthy, and there were some methods to torture the female cultivators, and the old man's face did not change his heartbeat, and he even smiled even better. provoked the women in the other four tea boats to frown.

"Shi Mian, this old thief, he is still the sect master of the Spirit Thief Sect, this foul language is due to his outlet, if it weren't for the great favor, I would really be ashamed to be with him, and I would kill him if I said anything." Inside the tea boat, the lights were flickering, and a woman in yellow among the three was about to stand up with an angry face, but was pulled by a handsome man in a Confucian shirt.

"Something crispy, don't be impatient. That young man can make Daqi not hesitate to spend so much incense to invite so many great powers to come and surround and kill, he must not be an ordinary person." The man in the Confucian shirt laughed.

The woman nodded slightly, her face crimson, but she didn't notice that there was a man of a similar age who looked gloomy in the shadow of the lamplight.

The three of them are all young and handsome people of the Jinjia Sect's generation, and they are leaders in cultivation. The woman's name is Jiang Dianshu, the man in the Confucian shirt is called Liu Zhuoyu, and as for the guy with a gloomy face, his name is Chen Xin'an.

The Sect Master of the Spirit Thief Sect was sleeping, and at this moment he was talking, and when he talked about the rise, his eyes were ***, and Lin Luqing never said a word.

"Enough talking?" Lin Luqing held the long sword.

"Little Nizi is still unsatisfied?" Shi Mian Yin said with a smile, his five fingers were covered with thick calluses, and his five fingers were pitch black and sharp like razors, and his hands were propped up

Waist smiled and said: "In addition to doing the deeds of the gentleman on the beam, I also have a lot of ability to steal jade and incense, wait for me to clean up your clothes, pick a good day and an auspicious day, go to Lanshan on the day you go to your master to propose marriage, his old man will definitely not say a reason, the acquaintance quickly retreated from this boat, and I escaped early, live that happy fairy life, as for you, this little lover will ask for more blessings."

Xia Ze cautiously turned his head to Lin Luqing, and asked softly, "Miss Lin, even I can't listen to it anymore, or I'll slaughter him for you, he's a ..... of the Ten Realms."

Lin Luqing glanced at him and said coldly, "I'm not angry, I'm cultivating my mind."

Xia Ze looked shocked: "But Miss Lin ......."

"Shut up!" Lin Luqing was furious.

"Huh! Okay." Xia Ze was stunned and honestly squatted on the boat again.

He looked at the chattering Shi Mian with a sympathetic expression, not angry? If it weren't for the fact that this saber had won her heart, I am afraid that the hilt of the sword would have been crushed by her. This old puppet is like a river, but I don't know how good this Lin Lin Luqing is, she has a good temper, and the apprentice taught by Li Muyun is crazy, how good can that temper be.

Lin Luqing's toes lightly touched the bow of the boat, and the entire hull of the boat was almost tilted because of the unstable center of gravity in the water, but the girl's figure flew up at a critical time, and a golden sword qi was slashed.

Shi Mian's face changed slightly, and he waved his sleeve with one palm to hit the water, stirring up a huge wave, but unexpectedly, the sword qi cut through it after a while, and then all fell on his body, Shi Mian shouted, and the aura in the qi mansion quickly formed a ghost shadow between him and the sword qi.

"How much power can a cultivator of the Eight Realms have against a sword cultivator in the Ten Realms, just like the Earth Realm." Shi Mian sneered.

It's just that the next moment, the whistling ghost in front of him is like ice and snow melting, he only feels a pain in his chest, and the golden sword qi hits him hard, like a torrential rain in a storm, cold and piercing.

He screamed, tried his best to figure it out, barely channeled the sword qi to his feet, and then retreated suddenly.

This small tea boat finally couldn't resist this monstrous sword intent, and exploded violently, shattering into countless pieces, and in the center of the broken ship, there was an old man who fell into the water in a hurry, fluttering desperately, like a dog in the water.

On the ship on the side, the Fuqin woman saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh coquettishly: "What a time for the Spirit Thief Sect, today I am afraid that I am going to make an unprecedented feat, the first Ten Realms monk to be drowned in water."

Shi Mian finally grabbed a floating plank, and when he heard this, he said angrily: "Lu Yuniang, if your broken mouth is very idle, save your husband." Otherwise, if I don't die today, I will make you unable to keep your mouth shut."

As soon as the words fell, a long-haired man came out with a sword, without saying a word, a sword pierced into the river, the river water that originally flowed seemed to solidify into ice in an instant, glowing with a bright green light, and Shi Mian was in this solidified river water, so frightened that he didn't dare to speak.

Jade Death Sword, his master is the most famous sword cultivator in Daqi today, the Ten Realms Sword Cultivator, and the Sword Immortal Zhanyan.

Zhan Yan's face was flat, but the people on the river could feel the anger in his heart, and he said in a deep voice: "If you want me to say that there are a lot of Qi Refiners in the Ten Realms, but the Ten Realms where you sleep are really not enough, what did you say before?" I didn't hear clearly, are you brave enough to say it again?"

Shi Mian's face was like ashes, if it weren't for the fact that his hands were firmly locked by that jade sword intent, he really wanted to pump himself a few big mouths, and his head wet by the river was like a rattle, and begged: "Zhan Da Sword Immortal, just now I was open-mouthed, you don't remember the villain, the overall situation is important, and spare me, you will definitely bring heavy gifts to the door to make amends in the future......

"Who wants you stinky thief's thing?" Lu Yuniang was disgusted when she saw this old and disrespectful guy.

Zhan Yan snorted coldly, lifted the jade sword in his hand up, and a large piece of condensing river water suddenly flowed again, he pulled Lu Yuniang and returned to the tea boat.

Shi Mian was lucky to survive, quietly rolled his eyes, and then quickly climbed onto the plank, lifted his breath, shook away the river, and died nine times.

"Why didn't you just kill him?" Lu Yuniang

Asked.

"In the end, it's the person invited by Daqi, it's hard to refute other people's face." Zhan Yan paced, looked at the boat where Xia Zelin Luqing was, and said with a smile, "What's more, some people already think I'm meddling."

In the distance, Lin Luqing seemed to be deliberately showing his face, standing on the edge of the boat, waving his sword at will and sprinkling a touch of sword qi, in an instant, the originally calm river water instantly sizzled, the fine sword qi swayed underwater, countless swimming fish fled one after another, the river rolled, and finally exploded bursts of brilliant splashes. On both sides of the river, in an instant, dozens of people flew into the river, took a few steps on their toes, and in the blink of an eye, they had killed the two of them in the sky above the boat.

Lin Luqing's beautiful eyes turned slightly, there were a total of thirty people, there were martial artists, monks, and three who had condensed the flying sword, and everyone's cultivation was maintained at about the Seven Realms. She was just about to make a move, but she heard a sudden explosion above her head, dozens of times in a row, like thunder.

After a while, a thick layer of blood mist appeared on the surface of the river, and the stumps and severed arms fell into the water like beans poured from a bamboo tube. Lin Luqing kicked Xia Ze with anger in his eyes, and the latter quickly put away the martial arts posture, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, there are too many people, I can't hold back, you are casual, you are casual."

Lin Luqing turned around in a daze, raised the sword with two fingers, let her hair be blown by the river wind, and finally turned her back and said to Xia Ze, "Don't worry, this time is different from that town, I can already send and receive freely."

After the last few words were spoken, the humanity that symbolized the girl in Lin Luqing's words quietly dissipated, and was replaced by incomparable majesty, a sword supremacy, invincible, the sword opened the door of heaven, the majesty of God!

On tiptoe, this time the mountain-like weight pressed the dinghy to the point of almost sinking into the water, and at the last moment, the girl's body was like an arrow from the string, and she suddenly killed.

Martial arts and monks are entangled, and close quarters are the best policy, what a simple truth, but today it is about to be reversed. Before Shi Mian could get out of the violent death of dozens of sect disciples, he saw a pair of noble golden eyes Lin Luqing lifting his sword to kill in front of him, fast, too fucking fast!.

Lin Luqing twisted his waist and slashed down with a sword, Shi Mian quickly dodged, only to hear Shi Mian scream, and the two fingers at the end of his right hand were cut off violently. He endured the severe pain, and immediately rose from the ground to resist the wind, but unexpectedly, the girl did not give up, and swept out a sword light.

At the critical moment, Shi Mian pinched the trick with a pair of bleeding hands, and then the black light flashed, and there was an extra long sword tied with a red tassel in front of him, but this was only barely able to resist for a while, the sword light sprinkled, and the long sword in front of Shi Mian snapped and shattered into countless small fragments.

This is the stunt of the Spirit Thief Sect, stealing the sky and changing the day.

In a tea boat, a woman held the rotten salted fish in her hand, rushed out, and scolded: "Old ghost, are you sick, who are you stealing, you have to steal my sword to fight the enemy, now it's good, it's all ruined, see how you compensate me."

Shi Mian cried bitterly, if he could resist this crisis, even if he was asked to pay a hundred, it would not be a problem, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Luqing killed again, and with a low shout, he stabbed out hundreds of sword shadows.

In just a few dozen rounds, he had damaged twenty rare attack and killing magic weapons, which were not a fight, but could only be said to be barely resisting, no matter how confident he was before sacrificing the magic weapon, after a sword, those magic weapons would be shattered into powder along with his confidence.

By the time he threw out his last magic weapon, Shi Mian's eyes had become red, his heart was dripping blood, and the young man in green shirt on the boat in the distance also twitched the corners of his mouth, and his face was painful.

But the girl's momentum was obviously unabated, and the posture shadow even overflowed with thousands of strands of golden sword qi threads, and no one could see the moment when a sword was handed out, but after a while, the aura of the magic weapon was finally exploded by the sword qi, and the remaining sword qi even boiled the river into a white mist.

Shi Mian was already in despair, because just as he was shaking his mind, Lin Luqing's killing intent was already unstoppable, and before he could turn around and escape, that sword intent stabbed into his chest in an instant.

The sword qi penetrated into the bones, like a body attached to the bones, and in an instant, it was like a boiling oil pot in the depths. But this sword failed to pierce Shi Mian's chest, Lin Luqing's golden eyes showed a trace of doubt for the first time, but as the layer of condensed aura was pierced by the sword qi, the woman's brows were puzzled

, scattered like clouds in the wind.

A large area of crystal raindrops condensed by water transportation, sprinkled on the river, suddenly the entire river level of the spirit was raised by three zhang, the handwriting of the thief Lingzong, the thief stole the money of the world, and the thief stole the aura of the landscape. If it weren't for today's fate, I'm afraid that Shi Mian, the old thief, would even have the golden wisp of river aura from this cave capital, and this is the thief's nature.

The three-inch sword blade stabbed out from the vest of Shi Mian, his face was like ashes, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound, he looked at the girl in front of him who was like a god, and smiled gloomily, since he was going to die, then pull your little girl to bury him.

In an instant, the aura of mountains and rivers mixed in the body, every inch of things, and things close at hand, were all blown up, and as long as Lin Luqing couldn't escape, he would be blown to pieces. The girl was about to draw her sword and leave, but found that the duckweed grass that had pierced Shimian's chest did not move at all.

Shi Mian's face was full of desperate ridicule, his body was as bright as the day, and a trace of a girl's hesitation flashed in Lin Luqing's cold and solemn golden eyes, and she turned the hilt of the sword again.

Xia Ze looked at it for a while, and secretly exclaimed, "Not good!"

In the sky, after an explosion, Shi Mian shattered into countless pieces of flesh and blood, and the water surface that had originally increased by three zhang was tied up with a splash ten zhang high.

On the arched bridge, there were two children who looked at it completely oblivious, but the next moment, they felt light, the heavens and the earth turned upside down, and when they regained their vision, there was a young man in a green shirt with a splash on his face, urging: "Quick, go play elsewhere, this is dangerous."

The arch bridge in the distance had already been crushed by the huge waves, and after saving the two children, Xia Ze jumped and jumped back into the boat, and then slapped the oars hard, and the boat rowed out dozens of feet in an instant.

With a plop, the girl landed leisurely on the bow of the boat.

"Miss Lin?" Xia Ze said vigilantly.

He really couldn't be sure if the person in front of him was the Lin Luqing he knew.

"Miss Lin, ...... you" Xia Ze stepped forward.

As a result, the girl gently pinned her hair to her ears, smiled back, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Xia Ze's originally hanging heart gradually let go and gave a thumbs up.

On both sides of the river, the group of women who watched the excitement finally felt a wave of nausea in their stomachs, and pulled up the bold and unfinished children back to the house, but the crowd still broke out into bursts of cheers.

This is the battle of the gods, hearty.

The people in the remaining four tea boats walked out one after another.

However, there are a few familiar faces, the sword immortal Zhanyan and his Taoist companion Lu Yuniang who have seen in Night City, as well as the embers of Lingyan Sect and Ning Zhinuan.

One of the remaining two tea boats, two men and one woman walked out. The man in the Confucian shirt in the middle bowed his hand: "Haoqi Sect Liu Zhuoyu, ask for a lesson or two!"