The sound of swallowing the sky was not loud, but in such a tense situation, the passengers in this area basically heard it.

Chen Tanjing was so anxious that he was about to cover his mouth, he was sloppy and swallowed the hall master, it is important to walk the rivers and lakes to see unevenness, but he also has to weigh his own strength, right?

There are ten sword cultivators on the other side, and the heroes don't suffer the losses in front of them.

That, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, is there?

In Chen Tanjing's little head, all kinds of golden and jade words about walking the rivers and lakes jumped out word by word.

In contrast, Chen Dongyou was much calmer, and he didn't say much, silently absorbing the aura around him, so that he could turn his face at any time.

In the distance, the black-clothed sword cultivator on Ruan Heyue's right just heard the heartfelt words of Swallowing Heaven, his face sank, and he quickly urged the flying sword to kill.

Including this person, the cultivation of the ten swords was uneven, except for Ruan Heyue, who was a Qi Refiner of the Eighth Floor Law Heaven Realm, most of the rest of the people's cultivation was hovering over the cultivation that had just stepped into the Middle Fifth Realm.

Of course, he knew that this old horseman's fist skills were profound, and he also knew that Dong Shenyan would not be the only one on this ship, but this person had fun with Ruan Heyue on weekdays, and he had always been accustomed to the style of acting like a fox and a fake tiger.

Of course, he could consider leaving the little doll alive, but he must cut out one of his tongues so that he can remember it for a long time.

"You!" Dong Shenyan was furious and wanted to withdraw to save him.

Although he also knew that the momentum of the flying sword was extremely fast, even if Ruan Heyue would not stop it, the hope of being able to save it was very slim.

Twilight Cloud and Sijun also exclaimed, Dong Shenyan was obviously too late, the kid seemed to be frightened, standing motionless, letting the flying sword sink into his eyebrows.

"Huh?" The person who sacrificed the flying sword suddenly found that the little doll was safe and sound, and his flying sword completely lost contact with him and disappeared without a trace.

Ruan Heyue, who originally tried to disturb Dong Shenyan's state of mind with his words, had to look sideways at this moment.

The person who sacrificed the flying sword, named Feng Bang, was Ruan Heyue's servant, because of his qualifications, he also received a lot of resources from the Ruan family since he was a child, and he even gave birth to a natal flying sword and became a sword cultivator, so he was given to Ruan Heyue as a servant and guard by the head of the Ruan family.

He couldn't help but be a little frightened, and looked at Ruan Heyue, could it be that there were still masters on the boat? Can't get used to bullying a child, so you put away your flying sword?

He secretly pinched his palms, strengthened his courage, and suddenly shouted, "Which master is secretly making a move?"

There was silence all around, and many people looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Seeing that no one answered, the fear in Feng Bang's heart was alleviated a lot.

If you lose the flying sword today, even if you return to the Taixiang Mansion of Juguzhou safe and sound, you will inevitably be ridiculed by the people who are fighting in the future, how will you mix in the future?

"Give me back the flying sword!" Feng Bang's face turned red and suddenly shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was stunned at first, and the original tense atmosphere on the ferry boat disappeared, and there was a burst of laughter when it approached.

The more this is the case, the more Feng Bang feels that his face is gloomy, he knew that this is the case, he stayed on the side and watched, what is the beginning, now that the natal flying sword has been collected, in case he encounters a certain power, it is really a blood mold.

At this moment, including everyone in Ruan Heyue, they suddenly found that in front of the red-robed boy, there was a young man in a green shirt, slowly squatting down, picking up the head of the tragic death, and gently wiping away the blood with a handkerchief.

Ruan Heyue felt interested, this person dared to make this move in the presence of him and the other nine sword cultivators, what was the difference between openly provoking him?

Feng Feng frowned slightly, and suddenly smiled, is there something wrong with this kid? It's okay, now that he has lost so much face, he just let this kid sacrifice his sword, kill chickens and show monkeys, and bargain with the person who received his flying sword.

So he didn't do it, and strode towards Xia Ze.

Dong Shenyan's face changed slightly, but he quickly smiled with relief, and smiled at Ruan Heyue in front of him: "Frankly speaking, the face of the young master of the Ruan family in your Cave Continent is very big, so big

I was supposed to slap you to death."

Ruan Heyue didn't know what was going on, but he still asked with a smile, "Oh? I really want to hear about the old Dong senior, but?"

Dong Shenyan shook his head: "I don't have this here, but, there is a saying that it depends on the owner to beat a dog, but now the dog owner has not disciplined his dog well, and it is not impossible to die on the spot."

Ruan Heyue's hands turned slightly white, but he heard Dong Shenyan's pun.

Ruan Heyue raised his eyebrows, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Old Man Dong might as well make his words simpler and clearer."

Dong Shenyan took out the wine jug, and after taking a sip of wine leisurely, he sneered: "Believe it or not, I don't need me and the rest of the people to make a move today, as long as you continue to mess around, your own masters will clean you up, and the end of you and your dog will only be extremely miserable."

"Oh?" Ruan Heyue looked at the young man in the distance who was still calmly wiping the blood.

Dong Shenyan is naturally the master he is talking about, but Ruan Heyue can't figure it out, even he, a Qi Refiner of the Eight Realms, can't see through what his identity is, monk? Takeo? I don't know how high or low the realm is.

Feng Bang came to Xia Ze's side in a menacing manner, and asked in a thick voice, "Hey, boy, our son is here, how dare you be so rude, besides, this assassin is the enemy of my Taixiangfu, you wipe it for him, isn't it the enemy of my Taixiangfu?"

Xia Ze turned a deaf ear, wiped it still, and waited until the white handkerchief was completely dyed red, and the face of the head gradually became clear, and it turned out to be an old man with dark skin.

In his eyes, the brilliance flowed, and he could vaguely see some scattered pictures.

Under the scorching sun, an old man was working hard to harrow the field, sweating like rain.

"I'm talking to you! Did you take my flying sword?!" Feng Bang was furious.

Seeing that Xia Ze still ignored him, he was angry for a while, and he turned into a claw with one hand and grabbed Xia Ze's neck.

If this move hits, with his cultivation as a Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms, the neck of an ordinary person will be twisted off in an instant.

Twilight exclaimed in surprise and was about to pull out to save her, but was pulled by Sijun.

Feng Ben was surprised to find that he almost used all his strength to claw, and was held against the red-robed little boy with a childish fist.

How is this possible? With the cultivation of his Seven Realms cultivators, even if he was a pure martial artist whose physique was not rivaled by the equivalent realm, the lethality of that punch should definitely not be underestimated, but now that kid blocked it with just one punch, and his expression seemed to be particularly relaxed.

In the next moment, Swallowing Heaven took a step forward, turned his fist into a claw, grabbed Feng Bang's wrist with his backhand, and secretly exerted force.

Feng Bang was suddenly in pain, and fell to his knees and screamed miserably.

Ruan Heyue frowned slightly, and there was no need for him to say more, the seven sword cultivators behind him instantly shot and killed Xia Ze and Swallowing Heaven.

Ruan Heyue glanced at Dong Shenyan, and seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping him, he smiled and said, "Didn't Senior Dong want to stab me in the back with a flying sword while I was taking off?"

Dong Shenyan glanced at him, flipped his hand, and a flying sword full of ancient ornaments flew out of the hole, and then he flicked his fingers and nailed it deep into the mast.

He smiled and said, "You know, sword cultivation and sword cultivation fight, life and death are only in an instant, the old man has let it go to this extent, you still don't dare to make a move?"

The seven monks rose into the air together and surrounded Xia Ze and the others.

"Stop! Don't hurt people's lives!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Many knights couldn't get used to Ruan Heyue and others flying high, and wanted to take action to help Xia Ze break the siege, but the next moment, they were stunned in place, the boss with their mouths open.

Another cyan figure rose from the ground, holding an iron fan to meet the seven people.

One of them is named Zhang Xun, a sword cultivator in the Six Realms, and he was just about to sacrifice his natal flying sword from within the hole, when Chen Dongyou took out an iron fan and smashed it on Zhang Xun's hole.

He wowed, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees.

Chen Dongyou slowly bent down, posed a certain quaint boxing that Xia Ze taught him, and shot with the boxing, which could be one step faster.

Chen Dongyou suddenly turned sideways slightly, and quickly opened the exquisite

Iron fan.

A black shadow came towards him, and there was a crisp sound after a moment, and a flying sword was knocked away by the iron fan in one fell swoop.

Chen Dongyou turned around, and the Six Realms Sword Cultivator obviously didn't expect Chen Dongyou to be able to block his flying sword surprise attack, and he was stunned on the spot.

Chen Dong's luck turned nine times, and he slammed his fan towards those people.

A fierce wind swept in, blowing the man out and rolling into the river, not knowing whether he would live or die.

The rest of the people were also startled, but they reacted extremely quickly, rose up against the wind to dodge the blow, and then each attacked Xia Ze with their own flying swords.

A cold light flashed.

One of the sword cultivators was caught off guard, a bright red blood flower bloomed on his chest, and even his own flying sword was shattered on the spot, falling to the ground and turning into a corpse.

On the board, Mia held a blue longbow and stirred the bowstring with the other, and her body was foggy.

A gust of wind blew, and the black fence was blown up by the wind, which showed Miya's fairy-like face.

On the ferry, someone gasped, isn't this woman the one who caused the riot, I didn't expect this person to talk like this.

"What are you looking for?" Swallowing Heaven looked at Feng Bang, who was firmly locked by his arm in front of him, and smiled.

Feng Ben's face was pale with pain, and he was speechless for a long time.

As he spoke, a flying sword slipped from his red sleeve robe, and then he quickly stabbed Feng Bang's eyes.

At the last moment, Swallowing Heaven suddenly stopped, thrust the flying sword into the ground, let go of Feng Bang's arm, and rushed towards Ruan Heyue in the distance.

Seeing that the child was menacing, a sword cultivator named Yuan Tao immediately stepped in front of Ruan Heyue and quickly threw a punch.

Swallowing Heaven looked at it as if it was nothing, and went forward, but as a result, another flying sword flew out of Yuan Tao's palm and went straight to Swallowing Heaven's chest.

"Be careful!" Twilight couldn't help but shout.

With a bang, blood splashed, and the person in front of the Heaven Swallowing Plain itself was instantly punched and his bones were gone.