The strength of the riverside fisherman found that Zhao Ping'an's small movements were still very normal, he was not those demon beasts, his mind was weak, and he couldn't feel Zhao Ping'an's hidden qi sword, after he found Zhao Ping'an's qi sword, Zhao Ping'an's arrangement was broken.

"Aren't you running?" The riverside fisherman looked at Zhao Ping'an and asked with a smile.

"Run? Don't you remind me, I really haven't remembered, I really have to run. Zhao Ping'an said.

"I've reminded you, do you think you'll still be able to run?" The river fisherman asked with a smile.

"I've got to try." Zhao Ping'an said.

"Then you can try it." The river fisherman said with a smile.

"You're paying attention to how I'm running?" Zhao Ping'an said with a smile, and at the same time, there was a teleportation in an instant.

Zhao Ping'an's teleportation did not flee into the distance, but rushed towards the riverside fisherman, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand also stabbed the riverside fisherman's neck.

The riverside angler didn't expect Zhao Ping'an to not run away, but to attack him, and the fishing rod in his hand shook instantly, and the fishing line was wrapped around Zhao Ping'an.

At this moment, Zhao Ping'an's long sword shot out hundreds of qi swords in an instant, and these qi swords instantly surrounded the riverside fishermen.

The fishing rod of the riverside fishing rod shook instantly, and the fishing line covered the riverside fishing line like a cover, and the air sword that Zhao Ping'an split was blocked by these fishing lines.

At this time, Zhao Ping'an had already rushed out and distanced himself from the riverside fisherman.

Of course, Zhao Ping'an's attack this time was a false move, he just wanted to let the river fishing take the defense, so he could take the opportunity to leave.

"Old man, I'm leaving." Zhao Ping'an said loudly, and then rushed towards the river in an instant.

"Don't run..."The riverside fisherman shouted loudly, and the fishing rod in his hand chased after Zhao Ping'an, and the fishing line and hook wrapped around Zhao Ping'an.

It's a fool not to run...

Zhao Ping'an rushed into the river with a teleportation, and then went straight to the bottom of the river and rushed into the distance.

The riverside fisherman didn't expect Zhao Ping'an to jump into the river, he expected Zhao Ping'an to run back to the territory of Xiaoyue and the three of them, so that he had a chance, but he didn't expect Zhao Ping'an to do the opposite, actually jumped into the river, and soon lost his trace.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you next time," said the riverside fisherman viciously.

Zhao Ping'an rushed downstream along the water, knowing that he had driven out a long enough distance, so he went ashore, thought about it and returned to the water, found a place at the bottom of the river, dug a hole, and then drained the water, sealed the hole with aura, and did not let the water in, and then took a pill and began to heal.

Zhao Ping'an fought fiercely with the riverside fisherman, and the news of the enemy's escape spread quickly, Xiaoyue and the others also received the news, they heard that Zhao Ping'an had escaped, so they secretly sent people to find Zhao Ping'an's traces, and they themselves continued to cultivate, and did not pay attention to all kinds of rumors outside.

Although Zhao Ping'an was invincible and fled, it also made his reputation greater, because he could escape in the hands of the riverside fisherman, then Zhao Ping'an's strength was also very strong, and it was not all about the coercion of the spirit pet to be able to subdue the three giants before.

If Zhao Ping'an knew what everyone thought, he would definitely be depressed to death, he never thought that he could escape from another person's hands would become a matter of improving his fame, or how embarrassing it was, but it became his capital.

Zhao Ping'an didn't have the heart to care about the outside things, this time he was really seriously injured, hiding under the water to practice and heal his injuries, this time Zhao Ping'an's review is very simple, that is, his control of the air sword is not skilled enough, the intimacy between himself and the sword box is not enough, and he can't give full play to the power of the sword box, which requires non-stop fighting to hone, and he has to fight with a master like the river fisherman, so that he can find his own problems and have room for improvement.

Zhao Ping'an originally wanted to go to the interface to cultivate again, but he no longer had experience points and couldn't go, thinking about how to get some experience points; There is no choice but to cultivate while healing.

Soon, Zhao Ping'an found that he hadn't shown all the cultivation results in the interface last time, at least he hadn't fully exerted himself in the control of the qi sword, otherwise he wouldn't have lost so badly.

Zhao Ping'an calmed down and began to review slowly, find out his mistakes and deficiencies, and begin to make up for and improve.

Zhao Ping'an's injuries healed quickly, but he was still cultivating, and he was constantly reviewing, and slowly hundreds of qi swords condensed around him, and these qi swords kept flying around him.

These qi swords suddenly merged together, forming an air sword that was countless times more powerful, flying around Zhao Ping'an; After flying for a while, the qi sword suddenly turned into hundreds of qi swords, and continued to fly around Zhao Ping'an.

The swords kept coming together, and then separating, and then together, and then separating again, and so on, and so on.

At a certain moment, the qi sword suddenly shattered, shattering into countless aura turbulence, and if you look closely, these aura turbulence are all small qi swords, and these qi swords are constantly flying around Zhao Ping'an.

"Uh..." Zhao Ping'an suddenly snorted, and those qi swords all turned into aura and melted into the air.

Zhao Ping'an opened his eyes, rubbed his head, and rubbed his chest again, just now he tried to control those small flying swords, those flying swords are enough for tens of thousands, he can't control them at all, and his soul can't bear it, so he was almost counterattacked, but fortunately, he stopped in time, and there was no big problem.

After a long time, Zhao Ping'an eliminated the discomfort, and then the middle finger and index finger of his right hand stretched out, and an air sword flew out from between his fingers, flying around the two fingers, just like a ring.

Zhao Ping'an shook his head, and the qi sword dissipated in the air, and then he stood up, and with a wave of his hand, the aura at the entrance of the cave disappeared, and the river poured in, and the hole became Zhao Ping'an's bathtub.

Zhao Ping'an looked at his body, not to mention the scars where he was injured before, but there were no traces left, which gave him the idea of opening a beauty salon after returning to Lanxing in the future.

After a good wash, Zhao Ping'an came to the water, jumped out with a vertical leap, steamed the water on his body in mid-air, and then changed into new clothes and shoes, returned to the ground, took out wine and meat, and ate a full meal, he felt that his spirit and spirit had returned to the peak.