The mist on the banks of the Zuyun River rises to the clouds, and the green shade and green bamboo on both sides are picturesque.

At this moment, on the surface of this clear mirror-like river, there is a space shrouded in pitch black.

Suddenly, a low voice sounded: "Ten thousand breaths break the dawn, and the sword is returned to the sheath - ten thousand years!"

In an instant, in the pitch-black space, a silver light appeared, like a laser that pierced the night, and instantly burst out with thousands of sword qi edges, twisting like flying locusts!

"Wow~ It's amazing!" Suddenly, in this pitch-black space, among the thousands of swords, a rather excited shout sounded, and then a ball of purple lightning exploded in all directions.

The night dispersed, and in the piercing electric sound and the shuttling sword roar, more than a thousand sword rays broke one after another, and the purple power grid also dispersed.

On the surface of the lake, a flat boat is revealed. At the end of the boat, there are two figures.

The boy was barefoot, dressed in trousers, and barefoot.

He touched the sword marks an inch away from his heart, wiped the red blood and took it in his mouth with great enjoyment, and looked excitedly at Mu Yan Xie who was bowing his hand and pressing the hilt of the sword on the opposite side, and seemed to tremble with excitement: "Great, Ben Shao hasn't been injured for a long time, you shouldn't have done your best, right?!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands urgently, trembling and constantly hooking his hands: "For so many years, Ben Shao is almost numb from sleep..." The sensation of piercing through the skin and tearing the muscles with incredible clarity is simply mesmerizing! Come on, don't stop, come and hit me!"

Mu Yanxie's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows were tightly locked.

He really didn't do his best, and only used seventy percent of his strength. But it is also obvious that although the young man in front of him who behaves so perversely that he is crazy is not weak, he is not his opponent, but why is he killing himself?

Seeing that Mu Yanxie didn't make a move, the young man's excited expression slowly faded, and then changed to a distorted angry face, and roared: "Why don't you do it? You humble human being, you can afford to look down on you, that's your honor! You dare to disobey my will?

As he spoke, he had already risen into the air, spread out his arms like a dragon, and pulled out ten lightning bolts, like a thunder god descending, and blasted towards Mu Yanxie, who raised his head slightly.

And Mu Yanxie stepped out in one step, and the spiritual power in his body instantly vented out without reservation.

Qiang~!

Divine powers once again shrouded all directions, and in an instant, the night was infected with endless thunder. Those thousands of sword qi soared into the sky like an aurora, slashing the night and the manic thunder in two!

The judgment was made, and Mu Yan Xie flew into the air, and when he didn't breathe, he turned into a thousand blades, and almost at the same time put the sword into the sheath!

Click~Click!

When Mu Yanxie's feet landed on the boat, the black knife was completely unsheathed.

Whoosh... Burst!

In mid-air, in the criss-crossing fierce sword qi, the purple lightning was twisted into the air, and the half-naked boy fell to the bow of the ship with scars.

Looking at the young man who was smiling incessantly, staggering to his feet and still looking up to 'laugh madly', Mu Yanxie's brows furrowed even tighter.

Under the blow of his own strength, this person was not even killed. Although the young man was covered with sword marks, none of them hit the vital point, which made him a little incredulous.

Because of his extremely fast magic power, almost no one in the same rank, except for Yun Jiannan, could completely avoid the vital point. It can be seen that the speed of the young man in front of him and the strength of his body are very comparable.

Looking at the appearance of this young man, he should be... It is not like the human race, but it is not the practice of the heavenly spirit race, is it a demon spirit that has cultivated in human form?

At this moment, the young man just stood firmly, he completely ignored the scars and blood stains all over his body, and only looked at Mu Yan with excitement and smiled: "~ Your supernatural powers are so fast, so fast that Ben Shao can only barely avoid the vital point." ”

As he spoke, he held out two fingers and gestured, "But... It's just a little bit before you can take my life. Come ~ come again, use all your hole cards.... ”

Mu Yanxie let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, and stood up, "Who are you?

"Looking for death?" the young man looked extremely strange: "When did Ben Shao seek death? ”

Mu Yanxie was silent for a moment, then stood up arrogantly and said, "You can't win, just leave, or die." ”

"Die!" the young man was startled, and suddenly smiled evilly and muttered, "No... Ben Shao is a son of heaven, and he has a holy and noble blood flowing in his body, how can he die?"

"Son of Heaven?" Mu Yanxie groaned a little puzzled.

And the young man still looked at Mu Yan Xie with an evil smile: "Ben Shao can feel that you have the breath of true dragon bone blood on your body." That's not what an ant like you can have and defile! Hand it over, and Ben Shao can give you a gift... Transmigration. ”

Hearing the word 'true dragon', Mu Yan thought about it for a while, and then thought of the experience of crossing the blood river in the Broken Dragon Pool... Could it be that peculiar white bone?

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, and there was already an extra white bone joint about the size of a foot in his hand: "Is it it?"

Seeing the keel, the young man suddenly showed greed and excitement, and his voice trembled a little: "Yes... Yes, give me the keel!"

Mu Yanxie looked at the 'dragon bone' in his hand with a dark look of surprise: "It turns out that this is a dragon bone!

After leaving the Broken Dragon Pool, Mu Yanxie had also studied this 'white bone', but no matter how he did it, this bone did not react at all. And the amazing thing is that even if you attack with all your strength, you can't damage this 'white bone' in the slightest, which shows that this thing is by no means a vulgar thing.

And Luo Yu used this bone to make a white bone raft, he also saw it with his own eyes, so it can be seen that Luo Yu took more. Combined with this strange young man's words, he suddenly thought of Luo Yu's bone dragon spine, isn't it just that it can conjure a dragon shadow? Could it be that this thing is really a real dragon bone!

"Ghost Face!?" At this moment, the young man quickly asked in surprise: "Who is he? Does he also have a dragon bone? You asked him to give me the dragon bone, I could have not killed you, and let you become my slaves, this is a creation that you lowly human beings can't dream of..." ”

But Mu Yanxie snorted lightly, and under the young man's shocked gaze, he took the 'dragon bone' and said with a cold glint in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if you are the son of heaven or the son of the earth, or you are crazy. This creation, when you go to the Yellow Spring, say it to the Ten Halls of Yama. ”

Obviously, this young man's words full of contempt completely angered Mu Yanxie. As a genius leader ranked second only to Yun Jiannan in the Qingyun List, how could he be humiliated by this person when he was arrogant?

As he spoke, Mu Yan Xie was already holding the hilt of the black sword, his body was as heavy as a bow, and he was ready to chant in a deep voice: "The mountains and seas have spirits, and my luck is in my hands, turning into sword qi ......"

As Mu Yan's evil groaned out, the heavens and the earth actually buzzed, and there was a faint sound of the Great Dao transmitted from all directions!

The young man felt that the clouds and mist around him were surging instantly, and the wind suddenly rose, surging towards the palm of this person's sword!

And where Mu Yanxie held the sword, it was like a black hole, greedily absorbing the aura of mountains, seas, heaven and earth that was full of the surrounding space. Even the immeasurable forest sea in the distance was constantly swaying towards this place! And the pure water spirit in the river below him was actually being swallowed into its black knife!

Seeing this, the young man had no fear, but laughed excitedly: "~The power of luck is actually the power of the luck of the mountains and seas!You turned out to be Qingyun Keqing!Hahaha~ Such a thin luck, you actually tried to send Ben Shao into the Yellow Spring?"

As he spoke, the young man stepped on the rolling thunder, spread his hands, and slowly rose into the air, looking down at Mu Yanxie who was ready to attack like a thunder god, and said arrogantly and excitedly: "Ben Shao let you see the ants, what... It's the wrath of heaven and thunder, what... It's the real luck of the mountains and seas!"

I saw the young man looking up to the sky and roaring: "The mountains and seas have spirits, only I decree, and luck is ......"

With the arrogant voice of the young man, the sky and the earth changed color in an instant, and the sound of the Eight Directions Dao can be described as deafening, and the majestic power of luck swept in an instant.

In the palm of the young man's palm, there was a thunderbolt of purple lightning, like a god appearing...

In the face of this magnificent luck that was far superior to his own unknown strength, although Mu Yanxie had no intention of retreating, he fell into shock!

He naturally understands the power of the mountains and seas, but as a Qingyun Keqing, he can only barely bless the power of sporadic luck.

And the young man in front of him can raise his hand, attract the Eight Desolations, and bless the power of luck several times that of him!

This... Could it be that this person is really some kind of 'son of heaven', who can bless the power of luck without limits?

In the face of such a majestic power of luck, he knew that he was bound to lose, and even had the possibility of dying. But at this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, because in his Mu Yanxie's heart, there was no reason to retreat at all!

At the same time, in mid-air, a young man wrapped in an electric arc was holding a purple thunderbolt in his hand. He stretched out his arms angrily and split the purple thunderbolt in two, like a thunder god holding two thunderbolt halberds, pulling the spatial distortion, and the electric snake overflowed and threw down towards Mu Yanxie, who was waiting solemnly!

Click~!

A purple lightning thunder halberd instantly turned into a thunder dragon that was more than three feet long, one foot thick, and roared angrily towards Mu Yanxie.

And Mu Yanxie raised his head, his eyes stared, and he broke off his voice again: "Wan Lian!"

The magic power of the blessed mountains and seas can be described as earth-shattering, and the dark night is shrouded in all directions, and the aurora sword shadow roars in all directions.

The sword qi blade and the 'thunder dragon' constantly collided in the pitch-black void, but with a single breath, the pitch-black space of nearly a hundred zhang instantly collapsed, and thousands of sword qi collapsed.

Roar~Boom!

The thunder dragon narrowly won and bombarded Mu Yanxie, who was shocked.

The electric solitary surge jumped, and Mu Yanxie's body had been reversed in an instant.

Scold~!

The black knife stood up in the stern of the boat, and it was able to stop the retreating figure. The already shabby clothes and robes are even more damaged, full of purple electricity, and green smoke...

Mu Yanxie knelt on one knee, he forcibly dispersed the purple lightning around him, and then looked up at the young man who was still like the mad god Lei Gong at this moment.

Seeing that the young man once again smiled and raised another 'thunder halberd', he endured the tremor and pain in his body, gritted his teeth and staggered numb limbs to stand up, stretched out his hand and trembled to hold the hilt of his black sword again.

And when the young man saw Mu Yanxie, who was unyielding, he suddenly laughed and said: "Ignorant human being, your luck has collapsed, and you have been severely injured, what are you going to do with Ben Shao?"

As he spoke, he held the thunder halberd overflowing with electric snakes, and said highly: "Kneel! Hang down your head that thinks you are unyielding, but extremely stupid~! ”

"Against the wind, death is like the wind, only the sword can prove my Dao heart..."Mu Yanxie groaned, his body was slightly pressed, the thumb of his left hand slowly pushed the sword grid, and his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword and was ready to attack.

Seeing that this person still wants to resist stubbornly, this young master of Yujing, who claims to be the son of heaven, is thunder and anger, and he raises the thunder halberd and throws it hard!

Roar~!

Sure enough, the thunder halberd instantly turned into a three-zhang thunder dragon, stirring up the space, and the electric switch roared angrily towards Mu Yanxie, who was about to draw his sword, and was tenacious and unyielding.

But at this critical moment, suddenly!

Whoa!

In the waters of the four sides of the boat, the murmuring sound of water splashing was endless, and they splashed up one after another, and they instantly turned into a clear water curtain, blocking in front of Mu Yanxie.

The 'thunder dragon' was like a drowning dragon, and it was instantly blocked and entangled by the flowing water curtain, and then brought into the Zuyun River and returned to calm. There wasn't even a blister, as if nothing had happened.

The young man and Mu Yanxie frowned almost at the same time, revealing a look of shock!

And the purple-haired young man Yujing Young Master stood in the air with his feet on thunder, looked around, and said angrily: "Who dares to interrupt Ben Shao's game?

Whoa~!

On the calm water between the boat and the boy, suddenly a wave curved around and turned like a curtain of water rings.

Immediately, strolling out of the middle, a gorgeous woman in red clothes and flying silk with bare feet walked out.

Seeing the woman's back, Mu Yanxie immediately let go of the hilt of the sword and saluted respectfully: "Qingyun Keqing Mu Yanxie, I have seen Deacon Miao." ”

The Shuirou woman who walked through the water ring was the deacon Miao Shuirou of the Yanyu Pavilion.

Seeing Miao Shui Rou raised her hand slightly without looking back, she said hello to Mu Yan Xie, then looked up at the purple-haired young man in front of her, and said with a slight smile: "Miao Shui Rou has seen the young master of Yujing, shouldn't the young master meditate in the Wuguo Mountain at this moment?"

The purple eyebrows of the young master of Yujing trembled, and then he suddenly smiled and said: "Heh~ Woman, Old Man Huang can't control Ben Shao, what are you?"

Miao Shuirou didn't seem to be surprised by the rudeness of the Yujing boy, and she said in a voice like water: "The old man can't take care of it, what about the one who has not crossed the top of the mountain?"

As she spoke, Miao Shuirou stepped on the water waves, as if she was climbing the stairs and walking slowly.

Seeing this, the Yujing boy was instantly startled, and shouted: "Don't move!"

Miao Shuirou smiled and stopped her steps, while the Yujing boy was still vigilant: "Hmph~ Hugh took my father to press me, Ben Shao told you, he was sleeping in the old man's house, and no one in this mountain and sea could control Ben Shao." Ben Shao can play as much as he wants, and he can go wherever he wants. ”

As he spoke, he was about to turn around and say, 'The wind is tight'!

Since Miao Shuirou is here, how can she easily let her go?

I saw that she suddenly stepped out of the waves, but this Yujingzi's body magic power was also amazing, and her figure flew away in an instant!

Click~ The afterimage turned into thousands of purple currents, and scattered in all directions in an instant...

At the same time, the shouts of the teenager sounded in all directions: "Hmph~ woman, Ben Shao will take you in one day." ”

Mu Yan Xie on the boat already showed a shocked look on his face, obviously this Yujing boy had escaped in the form of thousands of electric snakes, as for where the real body had fled, it was unknown.

And Miao Shuirou, who was in the air at the moment, smiled helplessly.

After glancing at the eight directions, she turned her head sideways to Mu Yanxie and admonished, "This son... You can't afford to mess with it. If you encounter it again in the future, don't deal with it, don't gamble with it, and don't hurt its life. ”

As she spoke, Miao Shuirou had stepped out of the waves and disappeared into the east in an instant.

After Mu Yanxie frowned, he sat down again, began to close his eyes and breathe, and went west by boat.