Ning Baifeng and Yu Qinghai's father and daughter rested in a depression superimposed on several fallen trees, which could be well hidden even if it was leeward.

Although he had rested now, Ning Baifeng still didn't dare to let down his vigilance, not only because he was too close to the ferry crash, but also because of the father and daughter in front of him. The third is that before this night passed, he experienced a fight on the edge of life and death, and before he could take a breath, he encountered the shocking scene of cutting off the ferry with a knife from outside the sky, and then jumped off the boat to fight for his life when the ferry crashed.

It all came so quickly that it couldn't calm down until now.

As the saying goes, you can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't do without the heart to prevent people.

The father and daughter on the opposite side saw him have treasures such as flying swords outside his body, and they were inevitably tempted. The fight on the ferry was because he was not cautious enough and leaked the information that he was carrying treasures, which led to an inexplicable killing.

It's not that if you save someone, others will definitely be grateful, and Ning Baifeng still learned the truth of fighting rice and hatred from the old Taoist.

Ning Baifeng sat on the tree pole, wiped the wound on his shoulder, tore off the clean part on the hem of his clothes, bandaged the wound on his shoulder, and looked up at the occasional flashes of light and shadow in the sky from time to time.

Tonight's ferry ruins will certainly not be peaceful.

Yu Qinghai helped his daughter Yu Lian to lean on, turned his head to look at Ning Baifeng, who was bandaging the wound, immediately reached into his arms and touched it, then took out a small porcelain bottle, handed it to Ning Baifeng, and said with a smile: "Ning Gongzi, I have a bottle of trauma medicine here that is not bad, you can try it." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled and waved his hand, and said, "No, there are some scratches on the body, just bandage it." ”

Yu Qinghai no longer insisted, after all, when he was out of the house, it was right to guard against it. What's more, it is a drug, which is the most prone to problems, and it is really reckless to take out drugs for others to use.

The two sat silently, Ning Baifeng was too tired to speak. And Yu Qinghai didn't know what to say, he couldn't figure out what kind of temper the immortal master who saved the lives of the father and daughter was, and the previous two times he took the initiative to show favor was rejected without being salty, either he was very wary, or he was not a good person to get along with.

When it was about to dawn, Yu Lian, who had fainted, finally woke up. After meeting Ning Baifeng, he looked at this tattered young man curiously.

I wonder if this young man, who seems to be younger than her, is actually the kind of great monk who can fly to the sky. When she hadn't opened up the sea of qi, her father Yu Qinghai told her that if she went out and saw a young qi practitioner with high cultivation, she would let it go, and there would be no harm.

Yu Lian also asked, but why is this.

Yu Qinghai told him with a smile that the younger he was, the higher his cultivation would be, and only those who had practiced for hundreds of years or the children of the immortal family's high-ranking sects could not afford to be provoked.

And the young man in front of him is obviously not those old monsters who have been practicing for more than a hundred years, only the children of the Immortal Family, otherwise there would be no treasure that can fly with people.

The sky was bright, Ning Baifeng proposed to go north, and Yu Qinghai nodded in agreement after looking at the direction.

At this time, the three of them didn't know where they fell, and in which direction they went were actually the same, but as long as they didn't go in the direction of the ruins of the ferry.

In the next few days, the three of them went all the way over the mountains and mountains, and after some talking, Ning Baifeng slowly learned that this strong man, Yu Qinghai, had a straightforward temperament and spoke straightforwardly.

To what extent is it straightforward, and directly delivering medicine to a stranger that night is a side performance. Walking outside, who is not cautious, how dare to use the medicine sent by others.

But Yu Lian didn't talk much, quiet and gentle.

But he is not a delicate person, he did not complain about going over the mountains and mountains along the way, his clothes were torn, his sideburns were scattered, and he only frowned, and he continued to follow after a little tidying.

For several days in a row, the deep mountains and dense forests, eating and sleeping in the open air, are really mentally exhausting.

That afternoon, the three of them walked out of the dense forest, and a large river roared in front of them, and the turbulent water carried fresh water vapor, which made people feel refreshed. Just when the three of them were about to rest and tidy up by the river, something happened that caught people off guard.

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On the other side of the river, three figures rushed out of the dense forest like angry tigers, and a gray-clothed man with a long sword was covered in blood, as if he was fleeing.

The two people in the back, one of them was nine feet tall and sturdy, holding a huge knife in his hand, which was shaped like a small door panel. The other was small, with his right hand resting on the hilt of the narrow knife at his waist, as if ready to be unsheathed.

The gray-clothed man with a long sword in his hand saw that the river in front of him was chaotic, and there was no way to escape. immediately stopped and turned around, looking at the two people rushing over vigilantly.

"Zhao Changli, tell you again, hand over the things, we don't want to kill you, and we don't plan to make a mortal enemy. ”

The man holding the giant knife saw Zhao Changli standing by the river, there was no way to retreat, and he was afraid that the other party would fight to the death, so he immediately shouted loudly: "You have no way to escape, treasures are not as important as lives." ”

Zhao Changli looked at the two senior brothers opposite him coldly, and sneered, "Liang Zi is all over, and you still want to retreat with your whole body, Deng Daohu, do you have in your head?"

The strong man Deng Daohu immediately turned angry, and was about to raise his knife to step forward.

"Senior brother, slow down!"

The thin man raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Changli's back, motioning for the strong man to look across the river.

It just so happened that Ning Baifeng and the three of them were also looking at the three opposite.

Deng Daohu saw the figure opposite, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the river is too wide, and you can't get over without the strength of the grandmaster, so take Zhao Changli first." ”

The thin man nodded.

Zhao Changli saw the two people on the other side pointing behind him and whispering something, but he didn't dare to look back. The thin man on the right stared at him like a poisonous snake all the time, so that he did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

Among these two people, the most difficult to deal with is the thin man, who has not cultivated to the second realm of martial arts, but he has a strange and tricky narrow knife in one hand, and he is ruthless and vicious. The injuries on his body were almost all caused by this thin man, although they were not fatal, but the prolonged bleeding could easily cause serious loss of physical strength.

On the contrary, the strong man holding the giant knife is easy to deal with, although Deng Daohu, who is also in the second realm of martial arts, is strong and heavy after the sword, but his action is inevitably slow, and he will inevitably suffer losses in the face of the light and agile attack method of the sword.

But now that the two are cooperating, Deng Daohu is responsible for attacking the fortifications head-on, and the thin man is responding from the side, even if he is a Qi practitioner of the Three Realms of the Mortal Fetus, it is also difficult to gain an advantage.

That skinny man must be eliminated!

Zhao Changli didn't want to drag it out any longer, the wounds on his body were still bleeding slowly, and sooner or later he wouldn't even be able to hold the sword steadily.

The long sword in his hand shook, his body fell to the bottom, three steps and two steps forward, and in the blink of an eye, the long sword in his hand stabbed in front of Deng Daohu's eyes.

Deng Daohu sneered, "If you look for death yourself, don't blame me for not giving you a way to live." ”

He didn't dodge or dodge, and the giant knife in his hand slashed directly at Zhao Changli with a terrifying wind-breaking sound. If this blow goes down, it is difficult to say whether Deng Daohu will die or not, but Zhao Changli will definitely split it in half with one sword.

When the giant knife was about to slash in front of him, Zhao Changli immediately withdrew the long sword in his hand, sideways to avoid the giant knife, and then raised a kick and kicked directly on the side wall of the giant knife, using the giant knife as a shield to block the narrow knife that the thin man suddenly attacked.

"Squeak"

There was a staggered sound of two knives with aching teeth.

Zhao Changli slid backwards with the reaction force of the kick on the knife wall, avoiding Deng Daohu's left kick and throwing the long sword in his hand at the same time.

After the long sword left his hand, it made a semicircle in the air like a swimming fish, and stabbed at Deng Daohu who had no time to regain momentum from the side.

Deng Daohu only had time to deflect his head, and his right shoulder suddenly hurt.

The thin man slid through the gap between the giant knives and rushed to Zhao Changli at a faster speed, slashing at the narrow knife in his hand from the bottom to the top.

Zhao Changli had no blade in his hand, and there was nothing to resist this knife, so he had to slip on his back and fall to the ground, and his right foot kicked the thin man's chest while slipping.

The narrow knife slashed into the air, and the thin man's left hand smashed into the ball of the kicking foot.

Zhao Changli only felt that the center of his feet was instantly unconscious.

The thin man pounced closely, and the narrow knife in his hand was used as a long sword to stab Zhao Changli in the chest, but he dodged sideways and plunged deep into the soil.

Zhao Changli seized this opportunity and immediately grabbed the wrist of the thin man holding the knife with his left hand.

"Senior brother, retreat!"

Deng Daohu's frightened voice came from behind.

The thin man immediately drew his knife and retreated.

Late.

The long sword that had just been thrown swirled around, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared on the neck of the thin man.

The sword turned.

A big head left the body in an instant.

The three of Ning Baifeng on this side of the river were all a little stunned when they saw the battle that took place between a few breaths.

Ning Baifeng's heart was shocked when he saw that long sword flying like a swimming fish in the air.

Edgeworthiness!

But he vetoed this idea in an instant, the man in gray was only mortal in the three realms, and he couldn't release his vitality, and it was impossible to use his qi to resist the sword. Although the long sword is flying and spinning in the air, it lacks a smart taste, which means that it cannot be a flying sword outside the body, let alone a natal flying sword.

The only thing that can be said about the past can only be the problem of the method of the sword, the sword control mentioned in the last chapter of "The First Solution of Swordsmanship".

The difference between swordsmanship and sword mastery is that the former requires the energy in the body to be released freely, condensing the energy into a rope, which is used to control the flying sword outside until it reaches the point of commanding the arm.

The sword control technique is to use the vitality in the body to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth in the outside world, so that it can assist in controlling the long sword flying in the air, but this method is extremely energy-consuming and cannot be used for a long time, but it is more than enough to make a fatal blow.

The Sword Cultivation Imperial Sword is a higher level, because the intention of refining the truly spiritual flying sword is the same, so it can be achieved with the intention of the Imperial Sword, which reduces the consumption of vitality more than the Imperial Sword with Qi.

At this moment, the man in gray could only use swordsmanship.

At the moment when the thin man in front of him cut off his head, Zhao Changli kicked the trembling body towards Deng Daohu, who raised his knife.

As soon as the giant knife fell, the body that lost its head was split on the spot and split into two, and the two pieces of corpses were pushed to both sides by the fierce knife gang and smashed to the ground, which was terrible.

There are really no dead bodies.

Zhao Changli caught the long sword that flew back with his backhand, turned over and knelt on one knee, panting and trembling.

The sword control just now was extremely expensive for him, and the qi in the sea was weak for a while.

Deng Daohu's eyes were red from the stimulation of this scene, and he roared wildly.

Once again, the giant knife fell on the head.

When the blade was about to land on the head of the man in gray, a fist-sized stone slammed into the wall of the knife at great speed, knocking the knife out of the way.

Zhao Changli kicked over without hesitation and rolled into the river.

Deng Daohu shouted angrily.

"Who!"