Ye Qianxun Ye Zhuang owner is running to the end of the big boat, although he was born fat, but he is vigorous, swimming in the water, waving a sword to kill, doing very neatly, a pillar of incense kung fu, he was killed on the end of the big boat.

At the bow of the boat, two guards were grabbed, holding long knives in their hands, one left and one right, and they surrounded Ye Qianxun and cut it down.

The owner of Ye Zhuang danced the sword flat, drew a big circle, and slashed the left guard with a sword, the blade flew up with a rain of blood, and then turned into a straight split, dividing the person on the right into two halves, Ye Qianxun made up for it, kicked the corpse straight into the water, and walked towards the cabin with a smile.

The cabin is pitch black, the corridor can accommodate two people in parallel, several doors are faintly visible on both sides, Ye Qianxun walks calmly, holding a "thousand-foot building" slowly forward, from time to time someone comes out to intercept, and there are also sneak attacks from the doors on both sides, Ye Qianxun keeps walking, the thousand-foot giant sword in his hand is waved frequently, easily like a straw, and those guards are cut off without hands and limbs, flying heads without legs, and the corpses are not intact, and the screams of pain from the cabin are terrible and miserable for a while, as if they have arrived in Shura Hell.

Ye Zhuang master danced a sword in the cabin to kill, and when he ran to the front cabin, his body was dyed red, and when he saw the lights in the front hatch, Ye Qianxun raised his sword, smashed the door panel, and strode in.

The lights in the cabin were bright, and a man in white sat on the ground like an old monk, his light was as sharp as a sword, staring at the uninvited guest of Ye Dazhuang.

Ye Qianxun looked at that person, and felt a chill in his heart, this person's appearance was only forty years, but his hair was as white as snow, and he was wearing white clothes, which looked a little strange at first glance.

The owner of Ye Zhuang felt that the man in white was very familiar, but he had never seen this white-haired man in his prime, and he was thinking to himself, when the man suddenly said, "You are Ye Qianxun?" ”

Ye Qianxun was startled, his face was still covered, but he didn't know how this person recognized it, thinking that his blade was exposed. At the moment, he was silent, and with enough strength, the thousand-foot sword brought a whirlwind, slashing obliquely towards the head and neck of the man in white.

The man in white didn't move, but when the blade was about to end, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Break!" When this word was shouted, it was full of real strength, and when he heard it in Ye Qianxun's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, and his heart was shocked, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.

Although it was an instant, the man in white seized the opportunity, stretched out two fingers and grabbed the tip of the thousand-foot sword, and with a flick of his fingers, a true qi as strong as an angry wave penetrated the sword and went up, directly urging Ye Qianxun's veins.

Lord Ye Zhuang resisted with all his strength, but was rushed back by that strong true qi, and his heart was so upset, "Wow! A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he had to loosen the sword and turn his luck three times before he vented this domineering true qi, and thanks to the soft and pure power of Huashan Nei, he didn't hurt the meridians.

One move and you're defeated! Ye Qianxun looked at the man in white and said indignantly: "What a domineering Dragon King tide! You are Lu Jiuyuan! ”

The man in white shook his head and sighed: "Your martial arts have regressed, we were almost the same when we were young!" ”

Ye Qianxun scolded: "Fuck you, your Master Ye wants to maintain the family business, so you have the leisure to practice martial arts!" Who is like you a martial idiot, let the head of the family inappropriately, give it to Lu Jiufeng, the idiot in the world, take you as the most! ”

The man in white picked up the "thousand-foot building" on the ground, stared at the sword body, and said, "Yes, Hongchen is a demonic obstacle to the cultivation of martial arts, and it takes some sacrifice to cut off all the fetters. ”

Ye Qianxun's fat face sneered coldly with contempt on his face! He didn't look down on this person, but he quickly thought about the situation in front of him.

The Lu family and Tian Xi collaborated to commit illegal salt, he had long known that the Lu family was known as the first in Luoyang, whether it was the prestige in the martial arts or the scale of the business, it was a step stronger than his Ye family, and if he wanted to call for wind and rain in Luoyang and get more benefits, he had to kick off the stumbling blocks of the Lu family.

This salt robbery was Ye Qianxun's first step to attack the Lu family's forces, but he didn't expect to meet this man in white on the ship.

Lu Jiuyuan was originally the heir to the head of the Lu family, but he gave up the position of the head of the family, gave up to Lu Shaojun's father, wandered the world alone, looking for people everywhere to try the sword, and made a lot of enemies, and his martial arts were also practiced by him more and more strongly, after the age of thirty, he thought that he had surpassed the ancestors of the Lu family in martial arts, so he went out to challenge the Changbai Sword Sect, the result of that battle was kept secret, and since then Lu Jiuyuan has been extinct in the rivers and lakes, and there is no news!

Ye Qianxun secretly scolded himself for not being in a good year, and this plague god let him touch it, and mocked Lu Jiuyuan and said: "The Lu family really cares about these boats, even you came out to escort the ship to see the goods!" ”

Lu Jiuyuan smiled, didn't care about Ye Zhuang's words, and said: "Brother Feng is the head of the family, I have never been in charge, this time I am looking for Zhang Fan to compete in martial arts, and I will take a salt boat home." ”

Ye Zhuang's head hurt even more, he was unlucky.

The shouts and killings outside were endless, Lu Jiuyuan turned a deaf ear, raised the thousand-foot sword, threw it back to Ye Qianxun, and said: "I have just tried the internal force, let's compare the moves, Huashan's eight blows, and the Yuntai Heart Washing Sword are all immortal, Lu wants to see it!"

Ye Qianxun complained bitterly in his heart, what he has been concentrating on practicing over the years is collecting accounts and lending, buying and selling money, and there are still empty farts and wild geese, washing his heart!

Lord Ye Zhuang really hoped that he was not from the Huashan faction, and he didn't know swordsmanship, so he didn't have to deal with Lu Jiuyuan, a madman!

"Bang! The wooden wall of the cabin was suddenly shattered from the outside, and a figure in green clothes appeared, holding a long sword that was dripping blood.

That person was Xie Jin, Ye Qianxun saw him coming, he was a life-saving Bodhisattva, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother came just in time, this Mr. Lu wants to ask us about Huashan's swordsmanship, you and him have two tricks!" ”

Xie Jin's light lit up for a moment and asked, "Your surname is Lu?" But the sect of the Lu family's river swordsmanship? "I looked expectant.

Lu Jiuyuan nodded, Xie Jin pulled out the long sword at his waist without saying a word, put on a sword salute of "Cangsong welcomes guests", and shouted loudly: "Xie is not talented, I am willing to fight with Brother Lu!" ”

Xie Jin's talent is extraordinary, and the swordsmanship is called the first in Huashan in a hundred years, but he is completely ignorant of world affairs, and he has to practice swords and drink in his life. Master Ye Zhuang knew the temper of his junior brother, and stood on the sidelines to watch the battle, waiting for Xie Jin to vent his anger for him!

In the face of Xie Jin's challenge, Lu Jiuyuan's expression was cautious, there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, he took out a soft sword from his belt, put it down casually, and did not pose a sword posture, nodding in response!

Xie Jin looked at Lu Jiuyuan with his eyes, held the long sword high in front of his chest, and the true qi in his body poured into the sword, urging the sword to make a continuous buzzing sound, as if he had the desire to drink blood.

Lu Jiuyuan had white hair and white robes, and lightly held the soft sword that had killed countless lives, "Three-foot spirit snake!" "Immovable as a mountain, the air and wind vane are very catchy!

Xie Jin's sword momentum was fully accumulated, but he couldn't attack it, Lu Jiuyuan lowered his hands and didn't block, and his chest and abdomen were all exposed to the opponent, but it was this kind of standing posture with flaws all over his body and empty doors everywhere, which was difficult to solve Xie Jin.

After observing for a long time, Xie Jin took a deep breath, completely ignoring the flaws in Lu Jiuyuan's body, and stabbed out with a sword, as fast as lightning, and took his right hand holding the sword!

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Jiuyuan's eyes, the soft sword shook, brushed, shook open the fast sword of Xie Jin, turned his wrist and raised the sword, and poured out a sword qi like an angry wave from the tip of the sword, the soft sword vibrated three times in a row, trembling out a little silver flower, turning the powerful sword qi into three paths, like a water flow diverging, attacking Xie Jin's arm joints, the throat is critical, it is the "long river surge" in the Lu family's sword!

The three sword qi came together, and the one who hit the right shoulder turned his shoulder to dodge, and put the long sword in front of his chest, blocking the one that hit the throat, but the last blow was Lu Jiuyuan's real sword, with the invincible Dragon King's mental method, sneered, pierced into Xie Jin's shoulder socket by an inch, and then withdrew back after hitting the bone!

Most of Lu Jiuyuan's true qi gathered in the sword body, and it was too late to recover, the true qi of the dragon king who protected the body was very weak, Xie Jin was injured desperately, waiting for this moment, taking advantage of Lu Jiuyuan's sword collection, with a shout, he rushed to the middle palace and went straight forward, and the green steel sword held high in his hand drew a slender arc in the air, brushing, like a rhino horn dividing water, breaking Lu Jiuyuan's protective true qi, and drawing a bloody wound on his face!

Both of them are a trick, all of them admired each other's swordsmanship, smiled at each other for a while, exchanged expressions of appreciation, and the two swords came out together, attacking each other's vital points, the blades of the swords hit each other, and the sleeves of the robes were connected, Huashan was the first master of the Lu family sect for a hundred years, and a decisive battle was launched in this cabin!

On the big boat in the center, the fight between Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan is getting more and more dangerous, although the eagle claw hand who crosses the five lakes is ruthless, but he is old, he does not dare to make a risk, and his strength is not as long as Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan fisted and palmed, gradually consuming the power of the five lakes, his martial arts were more than one step stronger than the five lakes, and he could have been defeated a long time ago, but Ah Chou stood aside, afraid of her sneak attack, so he gathered his ears and often listened to the sounds around him, so that the old water thief lasted until now.

More than 100 people are fighting here, the sound is thousands of miles away, and the torches are gradually lit up in the inspection department in the distance, and some people are rushing here!

Zhang Fan was in high spirits, secretly thinking that as soon as the receiver arrived, none of these robbers could escape, so he took a step and slammed his fists together, making it ferocious and fast, more than double before!

crossed the five lakes with four claws in a row, tore the Gangfeng pressed out by Zhang Fan's fists, divided his hands, deducted Zhang Fan's fists, and wanted to force him to compete with internal strength, and took the time to make a look at Ah Chou, urging her to do it!

Zhang Fan made a mistake with both hands, avoided the capture of the five lakes, and was about to come forward to pursue, but he didn't expect the ugly on the side to make a move, her figure flickered, flashed behind Zhang Fan, and the two silver forks were divided into two points, straight into his ribs!

Crossing the five lakes and seeing the opportunity, he grabbed it with one claw, smashed Zhang Fan's abdomen, and was attacked by the enemy on both sides at the same time, it was too late to dodge, Zhang Fan took a big breath, and shrunk his abdominal muscles back two inches, although he avoided the edge of the claw force, but he was still torn off by the eagle's claws, and he had no time to feel the pain, and the ugly silver fork was about to pierce the ribs!

Zhang Fan's arms tightened, he clamped the two short forks under his ribs, shouted loudly, turned his shoulders and elbows, and kicked the ugly behind him more than two steps, kicked out his legs in a row, and was as fierce and fast as a whirlwind, and his left foot stepped on the eagle claw hand that had crossed the five lakes, and kicked his right finger bone three times! The right foot followed, broke through the empty door in front of the old thief's chest, kicked him over, and fell to the ground.

Zhang Fan's mottled and ugly face was full of fierceness, ignoring the bloody wound in his abdomen, he took the double prongs caught under the ribs in his hand and twisted them, twisted them into a twisted shape, and threw them into the river!

The silver fork fell into the water, startling the old Meng who was hanging on the wall of the boat, Meng Yishan couldn't see the fight on the boat, but he listened to the sound and identified the position, and knew what the result was, so he couldn't be speechless in his heart, and thought to himself, "Leader Zhang Da of Jiaozhou, it's really good!" ”

At this time, I heard Zhang Fan's footsteps going in the direction of Ugly, and a banging sound came, obviously the two were fighting together, Meng Yishan couldn't help but worry, "The bad old man who crossed the Five Lakes will die when he dies, and Ugly is such a beautiful girl who wants to leave it to Lao Tzu!" "I want to jump up and do it, to save the hero! But there was a mutation on board.

Zhang Fan's attack, hit the elbow of the ugly only used two percent of the force, the rest of the strength was all on the foot, heavy damage across the five lakes, at this time several big ships next to it were still fighting, he saw that the ugly injury was not serious, so he wanted to kill the enemy quickly, so as to rush to the aid of other ships, even if it was a woman, in order to rescue his subordinates, she had to be killed!

Ah Chou was shocked by Zhang Fan's elbow blow and his hands were numb, his blood was churning, and he was taken by the fierce expression of the rolling sea dragon for a while, and he wanted to avoid this person and not fight against him. But after all, he was an outstanding master of the Bishan Sect, and his mind quickly calmed down, and he calmly looked at Zhang Fan's eyes full of murderous intent.

The rolling sea dragon was really angry, and his left fist, which was as fast as lightning, carried the internal strength of "Haitian Thunder" and hit Ah Ugly's heart.

Hit by this punch, the stone pillar was about to break, but Ah Chou quickly pointed out two fingers, hit Zhang Fan's fist, and before the fingers were shattered by the domineering internal strength, he quickly brushed up, unloaded the small half of the fist, two fingers were upright, and the three fingers were held into a semicircle, and Zhang Fan's iron fist collided together, making a violent explosion! The hull of the ship shook for a moment.

Just as the two of them struck each other, both of them used their skills in their hands, a figure in the water on the right side broke out of the water, with a splash in the sky, holding a pair of iron claws as sharp as knives in their hands, fast as a ghost, sticking to Zhang Fan's back, stabbing both claws into the tendons behind his shoulders.

The man was a sub-ghost who crossed the river on the other side, and his iron claws penetrated into the flesh by an inch, and were blocked out by Zhang Fan's protective true qi.

Zhang Fan, who was in severe pain, screamed wildly, returned an elbow hammer, and hit the front heart of the sub-ghost, immediately shaking him back and vomiting blood and falling to the ground!

Zhang Fan was in great pain, his strength was slack, and he was broken by a clown in front of him, and he hit his chest firmly, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and Zhang Fan, who was deeply injured, had no time to think, he quickly flew back, jumped into the water upside down, and at the moment of jumping, he saw the total head of the boat hanging on the wall of the boat, stared at himself, his heart sank, and secretly said, "It's over!" ”

Meng Yishan shook his hand at the moment, pushed the seriously injured Zhang Fan more than a foot away, and sank underwater.

Meng Yishan shouted: "Look at Lao Tzu showing his skills and capturing the sea dragon alive!" He jumped into the water with a plop and swam towards Zhang Fan.

Seeing Zhang Fan being hit hard, he couldn't help but feel happy, and said with a smile: "Let Meng Xiaozi catch the rolling sea dragon in the water, and he won't be a thief in Jiaozhou!" Change the name to Rolling Sea Shrimp! was laughing, but he felt that the qi in his chest was reversed, and a mouthful of black blood was stuffed in his throat, and when he squirted out a large mouthful of blood clots, he came to his senses, and his heart trembled, "Wu Na, what a ruthless martial arts!" ”

The chief catcher deliberately dived into the depths, avoiding the eyes of everyone on the boat, rushed ahead of others, and caught up with Zhang Fan, who was almost unconscious, Meng Yishan effortlessly took the "Rolling Sea Dragon!" ”。

Meng Yishan didn't return to the boat at all, and swam to the north with Zhang Fan, the chief catcher had already planned in his heart, Ye Qianxun wanted to support him as an inspector, and he wanted to be an inspector, but Ye Qianxun didn't want to be angry! It was at this time that Zhang Fan was deducted and an enemy was added to Ye Fatzi.

With this kind of thought, Meng Zongyu carefully dodged the people and horses on both sides in the water, and finally pulled Zhang Fan onto the north shore and dragged him to a backlit rocky beach, where the two sides on the boat were still fighting.

Meng Yishan is good at killing, but he can't learn to smear medicine, Zhang Fan's back was scratched by iron claws, so that he always caught his head and dipped his five fingers in the medicine, and smeared it with a burst of force, almost rubbing off the flesh and skin, and immediately woke up in pain!

As soon as Zhang Fan opened his eyes, he recognized Lao Meng Lai, who had just escaped from the battle, and was about to get up immediately, but was held down by the head of the chief catcher, and Meng Zongzhu said to Zhang Fan very affectionately: "Brother Zhang, you are not lightly injured, rest here for a while, and I will send you to the city to heal." ”

Zhang Fan looked at Meng Yishan with a vicious gaze, and said: "Don't pretend to be merciful, Zhang Laozi doesn't believe this!" ”

Meng Yishan was furious when he heard this, grabbed a handful of medicinal powder in his hand, brushed it on Zhang Fan's back, and scolded: "Grandpa took a big risk and kindly saved your life, you bastard is still suspicious of Lao Tzu, it's really fucking better than a pig and a dog!" After speaking, he used his strength to grasp Boss Zhang's wound again!

The scratch on Zhang Fan's back was deep and long, and when he was hit twice by Lao Menglai, it was like a carp spitting water, and it couldn't stop oozing blood, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even speak.

This rolling sea dragon can be called a tyrant of the underworld, and now it is in the hands of Mr. Meng, let him knead it round and flatten, Meng Yishan sneered at Zhang Fan: "Boss Zhang, if you want your life, follow me, if you find a dead man, throw you into the Yellow River, and swim back to Jiaozhou by yourself!" ”

Although he couldn't see his expression through the masked scarf, Zhang Fan also knew how proud this guy was, he must be laughing at his injury, and he had to die if he entered the water!

Holding back his anger, Zhang Fan said to Meng Yishan: "Zhang has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but he doesn't recognize you, friend, wouldn't it be a good reason to save me!" Talking to Meng Yishan in his mouth, he secretly walked his whole body to heal this not light internal injury.

Meng Yishan had an injury to his hips, and he was uncomfortable to stand, so he put the treasure knife down to his body, sat down with a big grin, looked down at Zhang Fan and said: "Don't be careful, Lao Tzu is the chief catcher of the third class of Luoyang Mansion, this stealth investigation will save your life by the way!" He took off the yamen waist card from his waist, snapped, and slapped it on Zhang Fan's body.

Boss Zhang, who was in pain, trembled all over.