Chapter 162: The Battle of the White Water River

After all, who wants to marry their daughter to a tyrannical, moody monster.

Think about poor Princess Zhao Lian, think about those innocent souls who died in vain in Baishui City, even if they are hard-hearted, they can't be indifferent.

Meng Juntong wanted to use her spiritual power to probe Lan Ning across the cabin, she was less than a hundred steps away from Lan Ning, and this distance was also the distance that her spiritual power could most effectively control.

However, there was a strange phenomenon, every time her spiritual power was about to approach Lan Ning, it would be as if she was sucked into some unknown deep vortex, and in a moment, she lost contact with her own spiritual power.

After trying twice, Meng Juntong didn't dare to mess around again. She noticed that Lanning had noticed her movements.

The master of the realm of the great master of martial arts is no longer among mortals in nature, although it is said that he is walking the pure martial arts, but when he enters a certain great realm, all laws return to the source, whether it is Taoism, immortal art or spiritual power, for him it is just a different form of power.

"That immortal on the ship, if you want to see me, you don't have to use those means, I just stand here, let you see it. Lan Ning shouted at the cabin of the big ship with a smile.

Meng Juntong sighed secretly, he was really self-defeating this time.

If this hand is not exposed, perhaps it can be used as a killer weapon behind it in the future war.

But now, now that Lan Ning knows that there is a master of spiritual cultivation in the Yan family, he will definitely take precautions against this, and it is impossible to use it as a strange trick.

Meng Juntong looked at Yan Hong on the side, but Yan Hong's eyes were all focused on Xue Ding in the cabin at this time.

Since late at night, Xue Ding has begun to enter the Void Realm, and his Victory Sword is soaked in a large basin of bright red blood.

Before setting off for the boat, Xue Ding said something to Yan Fengyi, and then Yan Fengyi sent someone out to collect the blood.

Meng Juntong had seen Xue Ding's move before, and he also knew that the Basheng Knife had a blood-drinking attack.

When he was in Yangguan City, Meng Juntong saw how powerful the Basheng Knife was in the state of drinking blood.

Suddenly, Xue Ding's eyelids began to beat slightly, and the Basheng knife in the blood basin also trembled wildly, although the Xueliang knife body was soaked in blood, it was not contaminated by blood. The pattern of the beast on the blade began to emit a brilliant blood light.

The quality of the blood drink this time was much higher than the last time it was in Yangguan City.

Meng Juntong had seen before that this basin of blood was all human blood, and the previous Basheng Sword outside Yangguan City drank all the blood of beasts in the mountains and forests.

People are the primates of all things, and the derived essence and blood will naturally be more spiritual.

Xue Ding opened his eyes, and two red stars lit up in the deepest part of his pupils, and at this moment, the edge of the Basheng Knife appeared on his body, and Xue Ding's gaze was reflected on the Xueliang blade of the Basheng Knife.

With the sword in one, Schröding has completed his best state before the battle.

Lan Ning, who was still chatting with Yan Feng outside, suddenly closed his mouth and turned his head to look at the cabin of the big ship.

"King Yan Jun, it seems that there is an amazing master in your ship. Lan Ning hadn't faced anyone for a long time, but at this moment, the breath coming from the big ship made him really unable to despise it.

Although judging from the majesty of the aura, that person has not really reached the realm of a great grandmaster, in addition to that person's martial breath, there is another aura that is wrapped around that martial artist's martial breath, and the two are combined, and they are extremely powerful.

Yan Fengyi chuckled and explained, "Lanning City Lord, the one on the ship is not something that my little Luoxia County can recruit. However, it happened to be a chance encounter in Daduji before, and I heard that he was also coming to Whitewater City, and Daduji had no boat to cross, so I kindly gave him a ride. ”

"Oh?" Lan Ning looked at Yan Fengyi suspiciously: "But the murderous intent shown to me by the one on your ship is not small, didn't I once offend him?"

"Lord Lanning is polite," Xue Ding strode out of the cabin, and slowly went ashore with the Basheng Sword in one hand.

The aura that erupted in an instant just now had been all hidden back into Xue Ding's body.

This method is called 'sealing the sheath', and it is a very advanced martial art.

It can use the human body as a sheath, and the qi sealing machine is brewing in the body, and when it is out of the sheath, the qi can still rise by three points.

At this time, Xue Ding was nothing unusual except for the two spots of crimson in the deepest part of his eyes.

"I heard for a long time that the city lord of Lanning in Baishui City is the premier martial arts master in the north, and he is contemptuous from Yandi, and he has been practicing swords for 30 years. ”

This rhetoric, if it were changed to Schröding, would definitely not be able to say.

With Schröding's temperament, if you want to fight, where can there be so much polite and noisy nonsense.

However, Meng Juntong and Yan Hong both felt that since it was a peak duel between masters, there should always be a suitable reason, so that at least it would not weaken Xue Dao's reputation as the sword master.

"Fighting?" Lan Ning was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing.

Over the years, at least in the past five years, no one dared to run to him and say the word 'sparring'.

Xue Ding nodded seriously: "That's right, it's a competition." ”

Lan Ning stretched out a finger and shook it gently in front of him: "I never compete with others, if you want to win or lose with me, you will inevitably score life and death, I don't know if you have the courage." ”

Xue Ding lightly wiped the back of the Basheng knife, and looked up into Lan Ning's eyes: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

Lan Ning seemed to appreciate Xue Ding's decisiveness and courage, the little grandmaster challenged the big grandmaster, which was extremely rare in the rivers and lakes, even if there was a gap between the peak of the small grandmaster and the real great grandmaster.

"The time and place, you decide. As soon as Lan Ning stretched out his hand, he was very generous enough to give up a first move.

Xue Ding expected Lan Ning to do this early in the morning, he turned around and stretched out his hand towards the vast Baishui River: "Set up a slipway on the big river, and in three days, you and I will divide the victory and defeat, and we will decide life and death." ”

Three days was not something Xue Ding said casually, firstly, it took three days for him to seal his own sheath and raise his sword intent to reach the peak, and secondly, Yan Fengyi and his party needed to leave time for the preparation of the backhand.

"Good. Lan Ning agreed, he turned to Yan Yifeng and said, "Father-in-law, wait for me for three more days, and after this battle, I will marry Lord Yan Hong." ”

Yan Fengyi didn't say anything, just nodded.

The three days that Xue Ding won for them were not easy to come by, and the next deployment must be foolproof.