"More than 1,000 people...... What do the two monsters, or the mastermind behind the layout of the poisonous dragon stream, want to do?" Zhang Yan was shocked for a while, and said, "What a big scene!" looked up at Wang Shiyuan and said, "Brother Wang, where is the Little Tianji Gorge, can I take the little brother there tomorrow?"

"Haha, no problem, it should be!" Wang Shiyuan stroked his palms and smiled and agreed: "With the talent of the junior brother, he should have entered the Little Tianji Gorge in the first place." I wish you success in the sword first, and enter the Little Tianji Gorge smoothly, just to help me bring a message to Senior Brother Situ!"

His heartfelt words sounded like praise to the person next to him, which was particularly harsh.

"Not necessarily!"

"Brother Wang, you said that Senior Brother Zun is extremely talented, far surpassing Tongji, we have to admit it. But this one...... casually meet a junior brother who is passed on from a side branch, and you also praise him for not being below Shui Yun Gongzi, you can't help but boast too much!"

Shuiyunmen has seized the spiritual vein of Hushan and monopolized the Hushan area. Although it is not convenient to exclude dissidents on a large scale for the time being, the sect families that still exist in Hushan have already sensed the pressure. As a large faction in the territory of Hushan, among the remaining local forces, Jianfengmen naturally cannot be unaware.

As an outstanding disciple of the Jianfeng Sect, Li Xiangchen has no good impression of Wang Shiyuan, but he adheres to the local forces of Hushan, dares to be angry in his heart, and has a consistent attitude of courting and currying favor on the surface, and walks with Wang and Su.

Deep down, I naturally dislike everything related to Shuiyunmen.

The left one is talented, and the right one is extraordinary, which sounds particularly harsh to Li Xiangchen.

"There are so many talents in the world, and they are all from you Shuiyun? The disciples of Shuiyun Mountain can't be offended directly, and I can't afford to offend the side branches of Shuiyun Gate?"

With a resentment in his chest, Li Xiangchen made a provocative speech.

Zhang Yan frowned and stood up, looked at Li Xiangchen and said, "What is Zhang's talent, I didn't want to show it to you." Whether you are a genius or a fool of your qualifications, it's all my own business, and it has nothing to do with you! However, since you suspect that Senior Brother Wang is touting a villain, this place will not tolerate you!

As soon as the words fell, he flew up from the yellow sheath.

took the initiative to provoke the conversation, and Li Xiangchen originally made preparations for doing it. I thought in my heart: "Shui Yun Gongzi is indeed a lot stronger than me, but Wang Shiyuan's cultivation is only like this! Even if this Zhang Yan is stronger than Wang Shiyuan, he is far worse than Shui Yun Gongzi, so why should I be afraid of a battle!"

"It's a good time! let me fight with you Zhang Yan!" Li Xiangchen laughed and flew back, stretched out his hand and released his flying sword, facing Chenghuang.

"How can his sword be so powerful!"

Zhang Yan's sword struck a blow, and it looked like it was not fast, and there was no mystery, and Li Xiangchen didn't pay attention to it.

But when the flying swords touched, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

On this straight sword, it is so powerful that it is irresistible. Regardless of his red face and red ears, he used all his strength to block, block, pick, and unload, and the flying sword that was slowly advancing on the opposite side was unmoved, as if a monstrous torrent was rolling in the long river; Mount Tai was overwhelming and unstoppable, flying to his side.

"Damn!" Li Xiangchen scolded angrily in his heart, waving his sword and striking at the side. wants to bypass Chenghuang and directly attack Zhang Yan himself.

People will always have a habit of overestimating themselves and underestimating others. Even when he saw the True Yuan miscellaneous qi scattered by Zhang Yan, Li Xiangchen still had a fluke in his heart, and he had the thought of "Maybe I miscalculated just now?" Maybe the demon snake he hunted was not as powerful as he had expected. Even now, there are fantasies in my heart.

At this time, he didn't want to win, he just wanted to force Zhang Yan to return to his sword and defend himself, take a few more moves, and not lose so ugly.

Who knows, the flying sword took a detour to Zhang Yan himself, so that he realized the ingenuity of Zhang Yan's sword.

It seems to be a slow flight that is straight and straight, and there is no brainless flat push, but in fact, the route and location are extremely ingenious. Up and down, left and right, no matter which way Li Xiang Chenfei Sword turned, he couldn't avoid the power of the Yellow Sword.

Li Xiangchen is unavoidable, unstoppable, and can only go backwards all the way.

In one move, you can see it immediately!

An orange and golden sword light, unhurried, chased the upside-down figure, retreated from the sparse forest to the cliff, and retreated from the cliff to the water.

Retreating hundreds of meters away, there is neither the ability to resist nor the power to parry.

The sword in front of him was shining, and the sound of low water at his feet was loud, Li Xiangchen consciously hid his face, shouted, and struggled to attack a sword, swinging a little gap. Turning the flying sword, he didn't look back, hiding his face and going into the darkness, all the way away from the sword.

Zhang Yan only planned to teach him a lesson, and when he saw him retreating, he didn't care about himself, recalled Chenghuang, and put the sword into the sheath. The sword just now is the "mighty and unstoppable river" in the sword trick of the mountain. After his sacrificial deduction, it went to the next level.

A familiar voice beside him praised: "Wonderful! Wonderful! This sword of junior brother is the same sword style when facing Zuo Guangming that day, right? Congratulations, congratulations!"

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth were slightly curved, his heart was satisfied, and he said humbly in his mouth: "It's a pity that you can only bully the weak, if you resist the strong with the weak, the opponent will have similar moves, but you will suffer a big loss!"

"Senior brother is not right to think so!" Wang Shiyuan shook his head and said: "You say that the weak resist the strong, how do you resist the strong with the weak? Is the opponent a true Yuan Xiong, or is the swordsmanship is superior? In the Tongji, when facing an opponent with the same cultivation, he wins with swordsmanship, and against an opponent with similar attainments with the sword, he must use cultivation and spells to defeat the enemy. The so-called "resisting the strong with the weak and defeating the enemy" is nothing more than that!"

"Cultivating to be an opponent who is higher than you, not to mention that there is no equally skilled swordsmanship. Even if the swordsmanship is as good as that, without such a fierce and fierce means as you, most of them will suffer. ”

"If the opponent also knows similar methods, cultivation and swordsmanship are comprehensively crushed, in the face of such an opponent, and he still wants to defeat the enemy with a sword style, the junior brother is inevitably too greedy, and the challenge of skipping the level is not such a leapfrog method!"

Awakened by Wang Shiyuan's eyes, Zhang Yan smiled dumbly, and said in his heart: "Yes! Resist the strong with the weak, if you challenge the level of the cross-level, you can only be relatively weak, and if you are weaker than others in some aspects, you must be stronger than the opponent in other aspects." If you are crushed by people in all directions, the gods will not be able to turn over!"

Reality is not a novel or a game, the so-called victory of the weak over the strong can only be weak in some aspects. Being crushed by people in all directions, and being able to fight back, it must be extremely lucky, and it can't be used as "common sense".

After this dispute, the three of them no longer rested, led by Wang Shiyuan, and Edgeworth flew downstream along the river.

......

The stars hang down and the plains are wide, and the moon swells and the rivers flow.

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

The poisonous dragon river is dozens of miles wide, and the tide is surging at night, and the white waves are surging. If it weren't for the current below and the faintly undulating green daisy on both sides, it would almost be suspicious that it was flying over the sea.

Three sword lights pierced the night sky.

The flying sword controlled by Su Yun was small and slender, and a silver flower was pulled out in the night sky, as if it was flying all the way, scattering brilliant silver flowers. Soaring side by side with Wang Shiyuan, in the sword light, there is quite a lingering meaning.

"Is this woman true or fake?" Zhang Yan thought to himself as he looked at the small movements that the two of them inadvertently revealed. After all, he has worked hard for many years in the red world of the information age, and compared with the cultivator who has just entered and left the school, his mind is actually not so "pure", and he always likes to think about the bad when he encounters problems.

For example, coexisting with Situ Erya, carefully maintaining the limelight of Shuiyun Gongzi; when he encountered Zuo Guangming's coercion, he had the heart to back down, but he did not react as fiercely as Wang Shiyuan.

All of this is a manifestation of the "old man" mentality.

At this time, he couldn't help but speculate whether Su Yun and Wang Shiyuan really fell in love with each other, or if they had other motives.

For Su Yun, a casual cultivator who was born in the Shuiyun region, Wang Shiyuan, a disciple of Shuiyun Mountain, should be regarded as a good candidate for dual cultivation and Taoism. In his previous life, he had seen and heard a lot of similar things.

"No matter what you think in your heart, these two can be together, and it is a good match. ”

On the vast river, looking at the two snuggling sword lights, a little warmth swelled up in his heart, and he consciously distanced himself and did not disturb the two.

The location of Wang Shiyuan and the others' activities is actually not too far from the entrance of Xiaotianji Gorge.

After flying for several hours, the sky was slightly white, and the sound of water in front of him suddenly became louder, rumbling loudly, and deafening.

"Senior Brother Zhang, turn around the front corner, and you're almost there!" Wang Shiyuan stopped in the air, waited for Zhang Yan to approach, raised his throat, and told him loudly: "Break through the waterfall on the other side of the turn, and inside is the entrance to Xiaotianji Gorge." The people arranged by the master of the Xiaolong Palace will send them to the test, most of which are a half-page broken sword style and a broken exercise. As long as the opinions of the people who have broken through the pass can get into the eyes of the disciples guarding the pass, they can enter the Xiaotianji Gorge. ”

The two of them slowly flew forward side by side.

Turning the towering mountain wall, the sound of the water is like thunder, and the vast river channel suddenly collapses. The surging river flowed here, and suddenly began to fall downward, falling to a drop of hundreds of zhang.

The river meanders, and here it makes two sharp turns in a row, turns two sharp bends close to 90 degrees, and descends to a height of nearly a kilometer, forming a huge waterfall of multiple levels, and then continues to flow.

The wide, tall waterfall is majestic.

Compared to this, the waterfalls on the earth in my memory, what Niagara, what Hosshu, compared to here, like the stream in front of the river, can not be compared at all.

The mist splashes, and under the rising sun, a colorful glow blooms.

Following the direction of Wang Shiyuan's finger, Zhang Yan looked at it.

On the other side of the line of sight, on the opposite peak, on the green peak, there is a curtain of water that is slightly narrower in width and has a small amount of water, but the height is still more than that.

The mist from the triple waterfall is intertwined and falls in the sunlight, as if a rainbow bridge has been erected. Several seven-colored rainbows spanned the air, from one end of the waterfall to the other end of the waterfall; From this waterfall, drive to that waterfall.

Magnificent and breathtaking!

"There, Senior Brother Zhang, rush over!" Wang Shiyuan suddenly accelerated, speeding towards the waterfall falling on the high mountain opposite.

The sword light like silver flying flowers around his body became equally fast, purple red and bright silver, and the two rays of light broke through the water curtain, stirring up a large amount of splash.