"Smack!" A splash of blood splattered, and thick phlegm cut through the old carpman's face like a whistling stone, slowly dripping down his cheek.

"Get out, get out, get out!" the carp waved its long sword proudly, and slammed into it in mid-air. The brown-bearded old carp man sat down on the ground, his face turned pale, and the carp whiskers trembled and could not speak.

Uncle Meng shouted, and the broadsword shook violently, making a roar like an angry wave, overpowering the clamor of the carp.

"Carp, it should be you who get out!" Uncle Meng took a stride, his sword blocked in front of the old carp man, and he had to stretch his hair, "Turning your back on the glory of the carp warriors, turning your back on the blood of the heavenly river that once flowed, and becoming a group of carp that burned, killed, and plundered, don't you feel ashamed?"

The carp let out an angry scream, the long sword "swished" pointed at Uncle Meng, and the pumas under the crotch stood up one after another, their front hooves raised, and let out a "pung" neigh.

A dry carp man in Yantang Village shouted in fright, and the young carpman holding the sword couldn't help but panic, and subconsciously waved his sword and retreated. Ah Guang took a step back, and immediately came to his senses, and immediately strode forward, glaring angrily.

The leader of the carp suddenly waved his hand, and the rest of the carp immediately fell silent, and the front hooves of the puma "banged" on the ground, stirring up the rushing mud flowers.

"Blood of the Heavenly River...... Hey!" The leader of the carp pursed the corners of his lips and showed a mocking smile. He clamped the puma between his legs, and rushed to Uncle Meng with the wind, Huo Ran stopped.

Uncle Meng stood still, his broadsword was as steady as a rock, and the carp whiskers were blown backwards by the strong wind that the other party rolled up.

Puma "Da Da" circled around Uncle Meng a few times, and the carp led by the carp grabbed the reins, looked at Uncle Meng with interest for a while, and asked, "You are also a carp warrior who has fought in Tianhe?"

"Of course!" Without waiting for Uncle Meng to answer, Ah Guang puffed up his chest and said proudly, "Uncle Meng is a carp warrior who has killed one hundred and thirty-six songs of the Tianhe!

"Strong?" The carp led by the carp licked his lips and looked up to the sky and laughed, and the carp around him also erupted in laughter. As soon as the laughter of the leader of the carp stopped, his expression was calm: "Which of the twelve brothers of Lao Tzu has not killed a hundred songs of Tianhe? A group of hillbillies who don't know the height of the sky, if they don't get out of the way, don't blame Lao Tzu for washing the village with blood, and killing you chickens and dogs!"

The carp people in Yantang Village were full of panic, and the brown-bearded old carp man's lips trembled, and he wanted to stop talking.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense?" Uncle Meng's broadsword shook, his expression awe-inspiring, "If you want to loot Yantang Village, just step over my corpse!"

The leading carp glanced at Uncle Meng coldly: "Okay, for the sake of your past conquest of Tianhe, Lao Tzu will give you a chance!" He turned over and jumped off the Puma and hooked his finger at Uncle Meng, "Come, go head-to-head with Lao Tzu!" Let these stupid carp see how vulnerable the so-called glory of carp warriors is!"

The brown-bearded old carp man got up and asked in a trembling voice, "If you lose to Ah Meng......

"Let's pat our butts and leave!" replied arrogantly. The carp let out a mocking laugh, and looked at the old carp man like a monkey playing tricks.

Uncle Meng took a deep look at the carp led by the leader, lowered his eyebrows and lunged, closed the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the tip of the broadsword, and shouted in a deep voice: "Come on!"

The leader of the carp casually pulled out the long sword on his back, and shook it casually, the sword body was dark, slender, and sharp, like a twisted poisonous snake, flashing with cold scales.

The two swords confronted each other silently, ready to strike.

Many carp people widened their eyes and held their breath. Ah Guang swallowed his saliva, and the palm of his sword couldn't help but sweat. In the reeds, Zhi Jia really bit the tip of his tongue, resisted the intense sleepiness that came up, and stared at the two swords tightly. Find out the strength of these carp natives, and it will be convenient for him to act in the future.

"Boom!" Uncle Meng suddenly took half a step diagonally, circled to the opponent's left side, and jumped up sharply with his broadsword, slashing straight down. The air was like a cloth cracking, and the air waves were whistling rapidly, rolling to the sides against the blade of the sword.

This sword is powerful and powerful, like a hurricane crashing down from the sky, crushing all the rocks and reefs that stand in its way with an invincible overwhelming force.

The head of the carp did not move, and with a shake of the snake sword, the sword light flashed in mid-air, meeting the broadsword pressed downward. "When-" The moment the two swords clashed, the snake sword changed direction several times, like a living poisonous snake, twisting and unloading the broadsword again and again.

Zhi Hunt Zhen's eyes flashed, this carp disaster seemed to be only one sword, but in fact, the sword qi contained in it changed continuously, laying down layers of defense lines with a small strength, and skillfully removing the momentum of Uncle Meng. The skills of using sword qi are quite useful.

The broadsword swung all the way down, and the momentum was exhausted. The snake sword suddenly retracted, dodging the open sword, and then bounced violently, scurrying past the edge of the broadsword, and stabbing straight at the door of Uncle Meng's face. This sword turned from defense to attack, and it was caught off guard, and the carp people watching the battle couldn't help but scream in chaos.

With a sound of "dang", Uncle Meng's wrist twisted, the broadsword flipped abruptly, and the large sword body of the door panel was like a giant shield, firmly sealing the snake sword, and the tip of the sword slid over the blade of the broadsword, rubbing out a series of sparks.

"Boom!" The sword qi churned violently, Uncle Meng seized the opportunity of the opponent's sword to miss, and the broadsword swept through the momentum, as if the wind was raging, unstoppable. also switched from defense to attack, Uncle Meng swept one after another with an oppressive momentum, one sword was faster than another, and one sword was heavier than another, without giving the opponent a chance to breathe.

The carp people began to cheer loudly, and Ah Guang even saw his eyebrows fluttering, and the rattan sword kept fighting. Zhi Hunt really wondered to himself, Uncle Meng's swordsmanship seemed to imitate the waves at high tide, the power of the previous sword has not stopped, and the power of the latter sword has been superimposed, so overlapping, the huge waves continue to rise, and finally form a tsunami, destroying the opponent in one fell swoop.

However, looking at the strength of Uncle Meng's shot, at most it is the peak of refining and refining qi. If you take advantage of it and use all your strength to kill it, it is enough to kill it.

The carp calamity led by the carp dodged left and right, the pace was flexible, and the snake sword was like a poisonous snake raising its head, and it was pointed on the broadsword sword again and again, making a dense light sound. Zhi Hunt really saw that although he was blindly defensive and passive, his breathing was not chaotic, his momentum was not dispersed, and every sword qi was swallowed, concealing the intention of counterattacking.

There was a loud "boom", as if the heavenly river collapsed, thunder, and Uncle Meng's overlapping sword momentum finally climbed to the peak, and the raging sword qi poured out and slashed at the opponent's waist.

Hey! Zhi Hunting's heart jumped, and when he saw the broadsword sweeping past, he seemed to have lost his head inexplicably, and he deviated a few inches from the left side of the carp's waist, and swept it in front of his abdomen, without touching the other party at all!

Zhi Hunt really froze for a moment, and then suddenly. Previously, every time a sword came out, the sword qi quietly sneaked into the broadsword, hidden and not released, until the last moment suddenly triggered, changing the direction of Uncle Meng's momentum.

No matter how powerful the tide is, if it deviates from the direction, it will be in vain.

This carp calamity is at least the realm of refining qi and returning gods!