Dong Yunzhou went to the Iron Lock Pass one step ahead of the five people, saying that it was the five people who escorted the mission to prevent the Jianghu knights from intercepting and killing, but now they look like the sons and daughters who came to the spring outing.

Jiangtao County is backed by the Changhuang River, if you want to get from here to Qing'an Road, you need to take a big boat, ordinary boats can't travel in the Changhuang River for half a minute, the five people leaned on the railing, Ji Jiu looked down at the turbulent waves under his feet, Tong Yunfan said, "You said that my master was here back then, did he really split the river with a sword?"

Yun Fan smiled and said, "The old man of the Sword Immortal has a sword path to the sky, not to mention that he split the Changhuang River with a sword, I believe that he used his sword to roll the river up to the sky." ”

Liu Zijin heard the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but say, "I heard that since the sword fairy split the river with a sword, many swordsmen from the rivers and lakes have come here to try, and there are not a few people who sell their reputations. ”

Li Changnian was chatting with Lin Hongxing about some interesting things about Jianyulou, and suddenly both of them looked into the distance vigilantly, and Ji Jiu on the side also had solemn eyes, and the Qianhui sword on his waist was not stopping, and there were faint signs of breaking out of the sheath. This feeling is like when I was a child in the Northern Imperial Palace, but the Yanshi did not arrive, but it aroused the vigilance of a kite-dyed sword and other clouds.

Such a person who did not hide his sword intent at all and came towards the three of them was definitely not a good thing.

The big boat slowly approached a small boat, on which stood a handsome boy in a white robe like snow, he glanced up at Li Changnian and the others with indifferent eyes, the three-foot Qingfeng was across his chest, and suddenly came out of the sheath, and a wisp of sharp and unstoppable sword qi spread violently in all directions with him as the center, and it actually blocked the speed of the big ship's movement alive, and even the Taotao River was strangely stagnant for a moment because of the sword out of the sheath.

Ji Jiu looked at Li Changnian with a puzzled look, and saw in his eyes that he was dignified and looked at death as if he were at home. Who was this sword-wielding young man who came out of nowhere, and why did Li Changnian show such a look he had never seen before?

"Li Changnian, since you are on the boat, don't pretend to be stupid, come down and ask me about the sword. ”

This person is not only handsome, but also has an ethereal feeling when he speaks, and he really looks like an immortal in the sky.

Ji Jiu pulled Lin Hongxing, whose face was as heavy as water, and asked, "Old Lin, who is this person?"

"Falling Immortal Sword Pool, Falling Star River. ”

Ji Jiu's eyes couldn't help but widen and said, "He is known as the Luo Xinghe who is the most promising to become the next sword immortal, which one is he, inexplicably came to ask the sword?"

Liu Zijin glanced at Ji Jiu, clasped his hands around his chest, and said, "This is not inexplicable, a few years ago, the battle of Wang Qi ended with the victory of the sect master of Qi and the title of the first sword sect in the world for Jian Yulou. You think this is a simple question about the sword, but in fact, this is the first time that the younger generation of Sword Yulou and Luoxian Sword Pool have faced each other head-to-head, and whoever wins and who loses will affect the reputation of the two major sword sects. ”

Li Changnian jumped off the boat, and suddenly whirled under his feet, and Yu Feng came to him in front of Luo Xinghe, and said, "Since it is difficult to refuse, how dare I, Li Changnian, refute your invitation?"

Luo Xinghe said expressionlessly, "The sword is speechless, if you really die in this Changhuang River, it can only prove that you are not capable." ”

Li Changnian didn't speak, the mighty wind came out of the sheath, and the boat under the feet of the two suddenly broke from the middle and split into two.

The two of them stood on the plank, letting the plank under their feet drift with the river, and the distance between the two became farther and farther away.

"You're a half-person out of the dust realm, and I'm a little disappointed. Luo Xinghe suddenly took out his sword, and a touch of sword qi merged with his body, and layers of water curtains exploded where he passed, which was very spectacular.

Li Changnian stepped on the plank under his feet, and the river protruded into a column of water, wanting to stop the sword of Luo Xinghe, the water column was split by a sword of Luo Xinghe, and his body was half-swirled in the air, drawing an arc of sword energy, and the three-foot Qingfeng had already aimed at Li Changnian's heavenly spirit cover and slashed down.

"Enough for you. ”

Li Changnian suddenly raised his sword, and the wooden plank under his feet shattered into sawdust in an instant, splashing layers of water curtains about three or four meters high around the two of them, and Luo Xinghe kicked him in the chest, opening up the distance between his body again.

"Why didn't you use your stacked sword?" Luo Xinghe held Qing Feng obliquely in his right hand and asked suspiciously.

Li Changnian didn't say anything, this return to Sword Yulou was not only to stabilize the realm, but also to make him realize new sword moves.

The long sword floated in front of his chest, and Li Changnian's figure gradually became blurred, and this sword was a little late. When the girl was lying on his lap, he realized that he had practiced hard for so many years, practiced his sword hard, and then entered the rivers and lakes, defeating thirty-seven young swordsmen from the south, just for the girl who could only stay in the mountains behind the sect because of physical reasons.

She is her own rivers and lakes.

Li Changnian was already shrouded in layers of sword shadows, and no one could see him with tears in his eyes, just as no one knew how many nights he had spent in powerlessness and pain.

"Luo Xinghe, you have already lost. ”

In the shadow of the sword, Li Changnian's words were extremely certain, he held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and his posture was slightly bowed.

"When did you get quick talking?" Luo Xinghe's expressionless face was accumulating sword intent, he knew what Li Changnian meant, and he decided the victory with one sword.

Luoxinghe was the first to move, and the river water under his feet splashed suddenly, and the speed of one person and one sword was extremely fast, so that it turned into a white light on the surface of the river, as if the heavens and the earth were cracked.

The layers of sword shadows seemed to envelop Li Changnian's whole body like a cocoon, and he lightly raised his left hand to list thousands of sword shadows behind him, just as he missed her uselessly.

Ji Jiu and the others were also taken aback by Li Changnian's powerful sword moves, and several people looked at each other with a wry smile for no reason.

There was also a figure in the shadow of the sword, as if it was a reflection of a flower, although it was vague, but it could be discerned as a woman's figure.

Li Changnian maintained his posture and collided with the Falling Star River, and the sword shadow behind him seemed to be an iron horse rushing into the formation and drowning the Falling Star River one step ahead of him.

Seeing Li Changnian standing alone on the surface of the river in the vastness of the sword qi, he turned back to Ji Jiu and shouted to them, "Won the battle!"

The five of them couldn't help but burst into laughter at the same time, and Liu Zijin even shouted into the distance, "Go back to your northern country!"

In the distance, Luo Xinghe Yufeng sat on the surface of the river, with the name of the sword on his knees, the name of the three-foot Qingfeng, his face was neither sad nor joyful, staring at the long sword intently. Li Changnian's words kept replaying in his mind, and he murmured, "Why, I will definitely lose?"

For the first time in more than twenty years, he felt lost, and he raised his sword to look at it with eyes that he had never looked at in his life, and a question popped up in his mind.

Who is the real Falling Star River between me and it?

He couldn't help but hold his sword and cover his head, and he couldn't stand for a long time, speechless.