When the falling sword swept away the blue glow, and revealed the original dark blue.

Chu Jiangkai smiled rather disappointedly.

There is both exhaustion and bitterness in this smile.

The bottom of Jinshui Lake returned to pitch black as the blue light converged.

The dark blue of the Falling Sword was just a faint shadow.

After the sword was sheathed, even this faint blue shadow disappeared.

It's just that when Chu Jiang opened and collected his sword, he vaguely heard a noisy human voice on the lake.

The bottoms of small boats floated across the lake.

or in parallel.

or staggered.

Chu Jiangkai raised his head and secretly memorized the lines that the boat floated by, and connected these lines, and he saw the appearance of a net.

It should be that Lingyunmen was aware of the death of this fellow master underwater.

This big net opened on the water, Chu Jiangkai couldn't see what the formation was, but by feeling, it should be defense-oriented.

Chu Jiangkai was a little hesitant, he didn't know whether he should show up or not.

The matter of dredging the Yongdao explained by the old black dragon is said to have been completed, and the heavenly thunder lance is also at his feet, but Chu Jiangkai always feels that there is something unfinished, he just has this feeling, as if there is something on the lake that attracts him.

And it's not just him who is ready to move, but also the golden pill with the size of a grain of rice in the towering tree in the sea of Yunhai, and even its throbbing is more urgent than Chu Jiangkai himself.

But before he could hesitate, a fierce sword roar came from the surface of the lake, and a gray flying sword shot into the water, and it actually accurately found Chu Jiangkai's position and came towards his front door.

The sword has not yet arrived, but it has already brought a wave of waves.

The falling sword that had just been sheathed was pulled out again by Chu Jiangkai, and with a swing of the sword, the blue light shot out.

Chu Jiangkai didn't want to use the sword, but the flying sword shot into the water stimulated his fighting spirit, and he felt that this flying sword was too unreasonable.

In fact, it is not known who is unreasonable, and they all have their own ideas, or they all feel that they are reasonable.

However, Chu Jiangkai treats this kind of unreasonableness, and has no desire to reason with the other party, and even many times, the final result of reasoning still depends on the size of the fist.

Therefore, this sword, he also felt that he was justified.

And this sword is also very powerful.

The flying sword was immediately knocked away, and the wave changed direction.

After that, the whole lake became a little weird.

The surface of the water twisted first, and by the time this distortion reached the bottom, it had already turned into a whirlpool, and it swirled with fragments of some kind of magic weapon brilliance.

Before Chu Jiangkai could react, he was swept away by this whirlpool.

The fragments of Guanghua cut Chu Jiangkai's clothes apart one after another in a whirlwind, and also left dozens of cuts of different shades on his skin.

Chu Jiangkai's body gradually twisted in this whirlpool, dodging those brilliant fragments with the fluctuations of the water.

The fragments of Guanghua accelerated the pursuit of Chu Jiangkai.

Immediately afterwards, the flying sword that was knocked away by Chu Jiangkai also came to the whirlpool, blocking Chu Jiangkai's dodge route.

The falling sword in Chu Jiangkai's hand was faintly excited, and the blue mang skyrocketed a few feet and slashed towards the flying sword that was blocking the way.

The flying sword blade was horizontal, and it caught the sword.

Not only did he catch this sword, but he also shook Chu Jiangkai back more than a foot.

Those brilliant fragments took the opportunity to slash across Chu Jiangkai's body one after another, and blood marks appeared on his body, and traces of blood shot into the whirlpool of water.

Chu Jiangkai's body seemed to be suddenly awakened, pain spread all over his body, his breath was short, his meridians were congested, and all kinds of discomfort appeared at the same time.

He desperately wanted to get out of the water, to get a breath of fresh air.

But caught in this whirlpool, he couldn't think of any means to quickly get rid of the attraction of this whirlpool.

He remembered the seven thousand miles he had drifted on the Xihe River back then, and remembered the dragon scales that he called 'nails' and finally turned into nails.

He raised his hand to look at the black nails, and thought to himself, how long are you going to sleep?

Or should I wake you up like that?

Jin Dan in the inner mansion also seemed to understand his thoughts, and slowly spit out a trace of gold filament that was so small that he couldn't distinguish it, and this golden filament flowed into his arm, and it really lightly buckled a few times in that piece of nail, like knocking on a closed door.

With a creak, the door opened.

The nail suddenly bloomed on Chu Jiangkai's fingers, and it suddenly returned to its original size.

It should have been a little used to it, and there was a slight pause, but it was only for a moment, and then the two sides bent, wrapping Chu Jiangkai in the middle as it had done back then, and it became a black shuttle.

The black shuttle was like a fish in water in the whirlpool, no longer twisting as hard as Chu Jiangkai, but shuttling quite proudly, and in a few breaths, it went upstream, and drilled out of the water from the edge of the whirlpool.

Chu Jiangkai finally took a smooth breath of fresh air, this long-lost natural taste.

But only this breath.

Because there is also a big net all over the surface of the lake on the water, a big net with only spiritual power and no substance.

Now he has become a fish in this big net, although he has a perverted shell like dragon scales, but he can't withstand the density and entanglement of the big net, and maybe he can't withstand the person who casts the net.

There were no boats on the water, but there were bursts of exclamations from all over the shore around the lake.

Chu Jiangkai glanced at the dragon scales, and didn't have time to see any of the faces clearly, but he remembered such a strange picture, which was filled with groups of people with uniform long hair who were tall or short, fat or thin.

It's not that he doesn't want to see it more clearly.

It was this net on the surface of the lake that did not give him extra time.

The dense lines of the net scattered around it shrank towards it at the same time as the black shuttle probe, wrapping the dragon scales layer upon layer.

And the flying sword under the water has been closely following the black shuttle, but the speed of the black shuttle is too fast, and it has never been given a chance to come out of the sword.

Now, here's your chance.

And in two different positions on the shore of the lake, an amber cup and a swarthy and soft whip rose into the air at the same time.

The glass rose to a high ground and began to tilt, and the amber liquor in the cup poured down, dissolving into a scattered splendor of brilliance just like the fragments of the splendor in the whirlpool.

But this time, the fragments of brilliance that fell down fell on the black shuttle that was entangled in a large net.

The swarthy whip only rose to a height of a few feet above the lake, and then it whipped towards the black shuttle, like a wave, and the whipping was not simple, it was wave after wave, and the tip of the whip was whipped one after another.

At first, the black shuttle was able to maintain a certain stability, but in the successive beats, it was gradually spun by the whipping.

The brilliant fragments were driven by this rotation and flew away, but they were not stained with the black shuttle.

Among them, Chu Jiangkai, although he was not whipped to the slightest, was much faster than the whirlpool, so that he couldn't concentrate at all, so he couldn't do anything about the whip that fell from the sky.

Chu Jiangkai's powerlessness is not the opportunity of that flying sword?

The sword stabbed upwards from the water, not to mention the speed, and the wave alone set off a storm on the surface of the lake, and in the wind and rain, the tip of the sword pierced directly into the surface of the black shuttle.

On a large tree at the back of the Jinshui Lake Pier.

A young man with long hair scattered glanced contemptuously at the spot where the cup and whip flew out, and muttered disdainfully, "What the hell? If a few whips can solve the problem, why do you want these sword-wielder men?"

But instead of piercing into the sword as the man thought, it was also polished by the seven small points of light that suddenly appeared on the surface of the black shuttle, and several gossamers of spiritual power on the tip of the sword were polished.

The man with long hair on the big tree, whose face was originally handsome and showed some smug expression, instantly turned red.

This was not the expression that a great monk should have.

But he may have been too confident in his flying sword, and he didn't expect the Seven Star Array to appear on the surface of the black shuttle, and he didn't predict the embarrassing situation that followed.

So not only did he blush, but he was also extremely unnatural.

What embarrassed him even more was that the black shuttle was still spinning under the whip, and the flying sword could not pierce the shuttle, but it had some effect on the silk threads of the large net that wrapped the shuttle, and those silk threads finally could not support the cutting of the tip of the flying sword, and broke layer by layer.

The owner of the whip also discovered this situation, but when he stopped beating with the whip, the silk thread of the large net wrapped around the black shuttle had been completely cut, and the black shuttle miraculously found a glimmer of life under the attack of the three magic weapons of Lingyun Gate.

Vitality is always like this, there is a line is equivalent to having everything, and this is especially true for Chu Jiangkai.

In the black shuttle, he whispered, "Nails, run!"

In fact, when he finished saying this short sentence, the black shuttle that had escaped from the big net had already flown into the air, knocked over the suspended cup, and let all the amber wine spill on this golden water lake, as for whether there would be any more fragments of brilliance, Chu Jiangkai had no interest in knowing.

What he wanted to know was which one of the Lingyun Sect was so meticulous in dealing with him.

Now that the lake is clear, what more do they want from themselves?

The flying sword still chased after it relentlessly.

Chu Jiangkai didn't care.

for he saw the man on the top of the tree.

The man saw him too.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a small golden light of the golden pill was silently buried in the blue light of the Falling Sword.

The sound of a woman crying out on the shore of the lake for no apparent reason.

She cursed Chu Jiangkai vigorously while crying, and the cup she was holding in her hand was really empty.

Chu Jiangkai didn't expect that there was not even a drop of amber wine left in such a big cup.

This cry was melodious and tactful, even a little moving, but Chu Jiangkai knew that no matter how she looked at it, this woman was an outstanding existence among cultivators.

"What's there to cry about, isn't it just a glass of wine?

The woman stopped crying and was about to speak, but the man standing on the top of the big tree in the distance spoke first, "You don't understand him, and when you focus on one thing like her, you will understand the meaning of her cry." ”