The spring breeze is light, and the river is warm and the duck knows.

On the bank of the Xunyang River, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng stood on the bow of the boat, one stood on the riverbank, and the two looked at each other from afar, and a trace of war intent quietly climbed between heaven and earth.

"Since he was promoted to the elder of the Kunlun faction, he has devoted himself to the affairs of the sect, and there are many things, and he has not learned swordsmanship with others for many years. Yin Hefeng smiled lightly, "My Qi Death Sword has been hidden in its sheath for a long time, and it has long been lonely and unbearable, like hunger and thirst, and it is really a blessing for three lives to be able to learn the skills of a ruthless swordsman today." ”

"Elder Yin doesn't have to say hello, draw your sword!"

In the face of Tang Afu's provocation, Yin Hefeng was not annoyed, but just smiled slightly. Suddenly, his right arm swung forward, and a long sword suddenly shot out from under his sleeve robe, slashing through the air like a bolt of lightning, and hitting Jiang Xin.

At the same time, Yin Hefeng was stunned, and his figure rose to the sky, leaving a string of afterimages on the shore, catching up with the galloping Qi Yan Sword with lightning speed, his right hand suddenly poked out, and grabbed the hilt of the sword, accompanied by a light sound of "poof", silver light appeared, stretching across the river, the cold burst out, and the Qi Yan Sword came out of the sheath.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Hefeng used a sword to sweep in all directions, and a layer of turbulent waves suddenly appeared on the calm river, destroying the withering and decaying, sweeping the cave and plowing the court, and approached Tang Afu to go.

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, Tang Afu's eyes changed suddenly, and at the same time, he reached out and grabbed Chang Wuregret and Feng Wuxin beside him, stepped on the bow of the boat, and the three of them instantly rose from the ground.

However, as soon as they flew away from the boat, a huge wave roared, destroying the boat in the blink of an eye, turning it into a piece of wood and scattering it in the river.

The disciples of the Desperate Valley who didn't have time to jump ship were slapped into the river by the huge waves one after another, and they couldn't help but pour a few mouthfuls of river water. Fortunately, the disciples of the Desperate Valley all know the water nature, although they are embarrassed, they have no worries about their lives.

"Tang Afu, take it!"

In mid-air, Yin Hefeng's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Tang Afu quickly urged his arms and pushed Chang Wuregret and Feng Wuxin away, and then turned his waist, and the ruthless sword flipped out of his hand, instantly shooting out a piece of sword light, and directly met Yin Hefeng's sneak attack.

"Sonorous!"

Between the lightning and flint, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng have fought head-to-head, both of them are people with deep internal strength and excellent swordsmanship, so you come and go, the sword shadow is heavy, and the fight is inseparable, and they are equal to each other.

Yin Hefeng is worthy of being the second elder of the Kunlun faction, the sword momentum is like a mountain pressing eggs, with Tang Woxue, since the fight, he has always maintained a strong offensive momentum, the posture of the upper position, not hesitating to sell some flaws, but also to suppress Tang Afu to the downside, not to give him the opportunity to defend and turn the tide.

Compared with Yin Hefeng's lofty momentum, Tang Afu is much more passive. Because he took the move in a hurry, he was overwhelmed by Yin Hefeng's endless offensive after dozens of rounds in a row, even if he had the intention to turn defense into offense, he couldn't find the space to change his moves.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Yin Hefeng's Qi Sword and Tang Afu's Ruthless Sword have their own merits, which are enough to fight each other. But in terms of the spicy experience, the depth of the heritage, the purity of the internal force, and the comprehension of the sword, Tang Afu is slightly inferior to Yin Hefeng.

After all, his age decides to cultivate, and Yin Hefeng's Qi Yan swordsmanship has been in skill for fifty or sixty years, and he has already reached the peak of pure love. And Tang Afu's ruthless sword, although it is amazingly powerful and has achieved good results, it still cannot reach the transcendent level of the realm of perfection.

What's more, Tang Afu has a bond. Xiao Zhirou strictly ordered that he should not kill the people of the Kunlun faction, so he was restrained hand and foot, and it was difficult for him to concentrate on letting go.

On the other hand, Yin Hefeng's mood at this time is completely different.

On the one hand, he has absolute confidence in his swordsmanship, but he has contempt for Tang Afu, a junior descendant. The two of them, in front of everyone's eyes, this battle is not only about Yin Hefeng's victory or loss, but also carries the reputation of the entire Kunlun faction, so his belief is firm and he must not lose. Of the three, today is the Kunlun faction besieging the Valley of Despair, in terms of momentum, they are the main attack, and the Valley of Despair is the main defense, in terms of morale alone, Yin Hefeng is far superior to Tang Afu.

From these three, Yin Hefeng is more and more brave the more he fights, and the more he fights, the more comfortable he becomes. But Tang Afu became more and more aggrieved the more he fought, and the more he fought, the more he fought.

The two fought each other, like driving thunder and lightning, turning over the river and turning the sea, so that the waves on the river surface that were not alarmed were rolled up and set off layers of terrifying waves. The momentum was so loud that it was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, like thunder and lightning, which dazzled and dumbfounded the people who watched the battle.

Between the water and the sky, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng flew up and down, fighting fiercely. The robes of the two had already been soaked by the river, and faintly, a trace of red blood could still be seen on their bodies.

"He is truly a ruthless swordsman, he has such skills at a young age, and his future is limitless in time. Yin Bai looked at the battle situation on the river with intent, and said with heartfelt emotion, "If my Kunlun faction can have such a backward talent, why worry about not being able to take it? Why worry about the lack of reputation?"

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, although there are some geniuses in the pagan religion, but they are not as good as the orthodox spirit of martial arts, and the righteous people. Although Tang Afu is talented, it is a pity that he has already fallen into the evil way, killing people like hemp, and his heart is not right, and he is destined to be difficult to return to the right path. Leng Kongyang said, "Keep this son, sooner or later it will become a big trouble for my fellow martial arts practitioners, it is better to take this opportunity to cut him under the sword!"

"Tang Afu can't get any benefit under the Crane Wind Sword, but it is not easy for Crane Wind to take his life. Yin Baimei said faintly, "What the old man is worried about is that a Tang Afu is already so good, I don't know how powerful that ruthless valley master is?"

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhirou is just a woman, don't be afraid. Leng Kongyang replied, "I have dealt with Xiao Zhirou, although she is strong in martial arts, but her actions are inevitably the kindness of women, and she is destined to be difficult to achieve. ”

"Why?"

"Last year, I was ordered by the head of the sect to lead people to the Valley of Despair to ask for an explanation, but I strayed into the sea of poisonous insects and flowers, at that time, Xiao Zhirou should have killed us all and eliminated the future troubles forever, but she was worried and finally let us go. Leng Kongyang analyzed, "This shows that Xiao Zhirou is weak by nature and does not want to cause trouble." ”

Hearing this, Yin Baimei just nodded lightly and did not answer.

At this time, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng had fought fiercely for more than 200 times, and the two sides had damaged each other. Tang Afu is gradually at a disadvantage, but it is difficult for Yin Hefeng to win quickly.

"Khooth!"

With a piercing golden sound, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng faced each other's swords, striking head-on, forcing each other, and each flew back, seeking a moment of respite.

"Among the martial arts backwards, there are only a handful of people who can persist under the old sword for so long and not be defeated. Yin Hefeng looked at Tang Afu with a solemn expression with a smile, and praised, "I have to admit that your swordsmanship is much better than the swordsmanship of my Kunlun Sect's ten sword hall disciples." But at the same time......"

As for this, Yin Hefeng's eyes suddenly froze, and his tone became a little low, and he continued: "Old Man has noticed that your ruthless swordsmanship has actually fused many essences of my Kunlun swordsmanship. ”

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples on both sides were surprised and their eyes were full of surprise.

Leng Kongyang shouted: "Now that the matter is over, do you still dare to deny that the Ruthless Valley stole my Kunlun Sect martial arts?"

"People are similar, recruits are the same, how can you arbitrarily assert that the Valley of Despair steals teachers? It's simply nonsense and nonsense. Tang Afu snorted coldly, "The ruthless sword technique was created by the valley master, what does it have to do with your Kunlun faction?"

"It's not just ruthless swordsmanship. Yin Hefeng said, "There are also your Seven Star Sword Formation and Spring and Autumn Sword Formation, which are exactly the same as my Kunlun Sect's Beidou Formation and Four Seasons Sword Formation, how should this matter be explained? ”

"You ......"

"Tang Afu!" Yin Baimei suddenly said, "The old man doesn't want to argue with one of your juniors, although the battle just now did not distinguish the final winner or loser, but everyone already knows who will win and who will lose." If you don't want the Valley of Despair to be wiped out, you can quickly invite the Lord of Xiao Valley out. ”

"If you don't win or lose, how can you win or lose?" Tang Afu's eyes were cold, and he snorted lightly, "If you want to see the valley master, I'll win first!"

After that, Tang Afu once again showed his posture, and the sword blade pointed directly at Yin Hefeng, and said coldly: "Elder Yin, do you dare to fight me for another three hundred rounds?"

"Young people are self-righteous, they don't know the height of the sky, and the old man will teach you well for your master!" Yin Hefeng was not ambiguous, with a flip of his wrist, he threw the Qi Yan sword in front of him, and said with a light smile, "Since you are angry, the old man is willing to accompany you to the end and let you lose your heart." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!

"Wait!"

When the war was about to break out, a loud voice suddenly came from a distance. Immediately afterwards, I saw more than a dozen people in a hurry, walking briskly towards the shore.

When they got closer, the crowd saw the faces of the people who came. Leng Kongyang was stunned for a moment, and then said with doubts in his eyes: "Fifth Master Deng, are you ...... How did you get here?"

The person who came was one of the seven heroes of the Xianwang Mansion, Deng Changchuan. Accompanied by Ling Qing, the master of the Wounded Sect of the Xianwang Mansion, and more than a dozen Wounded Sect disciples.

"Master Yin, don't come unharmed!"

Approaching, Deng Changchuan silently looked around the situation by the river, his eyes stagnated slightly on Tang Afu, and then walked to Yin Baimei, and said with a familiar greeting: "Deng is the king of Beixian, say hello to the head of Yin and the two elders!"

"Fifth Master Deng doesn't have to be polite. Yin Baimei was hindered by the identity of King Beixian, so his tone was quite soft, "I don't know why you suddenly arrived here?"

"The lord of the mansion learned that the head of Yin was furious because of the matter of the Desperate Valley, and he decided to raise a division to fight, so he sent him to solve the problems for the head of Yin. Deng Changchuan is neither humble nor arrogant, and the smile on his face is like a spring breeze.

As soon as these words came out, Yin Baimei and Tang Afu's faces changed at the same time. The difference was that a hint of relief flashed in Yin Baimei's eyes, while Tang Afu's eyebrows swelled with an indescribable solemnity.

After a little greeting, Yin Baimei's gaze swept lightly behind Deng Changchuan, and said with a smile: "King Beixian's 'generosity' help, the old man is grateful. ”

Although he didn't say it directly, Yin Baimei's dissatisfaction was already about to come out. After all, Deng Changchuan only brought a dozen disciples with him, and no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like "helping each other", but more like "perfunctory prevarication".

Yin Baimei is hindered by his identity, and some words are inconvenient to say clearly, but he can use the mouth of others to spit out his unhappiness.

Seeing that Yin Baimei's face was uncertain, Leng Kongyang suddenly understood, and Yin Yang smiled strangely: "Fifth Master Deng, although the Valley of Despair is not a huge martial arts disaster, it is also one of the four great pagan sects, and it is not easy to deal with them. Your trip...... Hehe, forgive the old man for being quick to talk, you only brought a dozen disciples to help on this trip, I'm afraid it's a drop in the bucket, it's better than nothing, right?"

Hearing this, Deng Changchuan laughed, waved his hand and said, "Elder Leng misunderstood, Deng's trip was not to help, but to solve problems for Master Yin." ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" Yin Baimei raised his eyebrows lightly, and couldn't help but show curiosity.

"It's not a secret, King Beixian has a sentence that tells Deng Mou to tell Master Yin in person. Deng Changchuan's smile was still the same, but his tone changed a little unquestionable, "King Beixian said that the Kunlun faction and the Valley of Despair are just a misunderstanding, and he will personally come forward to resolve the conflict for you another day." Today, I hope that Master Yin can read on the relationship between you and me for many years, open up to the Desperate Valley, and stop making peace. ”

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