Looking at the warships, it was like moving palaces approaching, and under the flickering torches, the crowd loomed.

"Master, there are so many people!" Qiu Sang said to Xingzi.

In an instant, all the ships were lit up, and the archers were seen to put on their bows with arrows that were fueled and fired, and they were full of strings.

Hundreds of arrows were shot out, just like the fire falling from the sky, and the Sword Saint Xing jumped into the air with ease, once again stopping all the flying bows and arrows with a single sword.

Immediately afterwards, Xing Ziru jumped to a higher place, and after shouting, he swung a sword at the river below!

"Whew!" the sword roared, like a gigantic creature roaring.

In the moonlight, the river, which looked like a silver ribbon, seemed to be cut and split into two sections.

Two huge waves like high walls rose and surged to both sides respectively, pushing the ships where Ye Fei and the others were on one side, and slapping the warships one by one to the shore with an unstoppable momentum.

Seeing this, all the soldiers on the warship were stunned, it turned out that the sword breaking the river was not a legend, but a personal experience.

There is no second person in this world who can do such a swordsman, except for the sword saint who is free.

And on the boat that went away, Qiu Sang and Shen Xiaoqing were already stunned at this moment!

The sword intent and realm of walking freely have reached the point where the two of them are unable to do so.

If Ye Fei was still awake, he might be able to give them an analysis.

It took a while for the severed river to merge, and Xing Zi had returned to the small boat that had gone away.

On the warship, the soldiers looked at each other, not knowing whether to continue the pursuit.

At this time, Wen Shichun, as the leading general, received an order from General Kamui to ask them to retreat.

The sky is slightly bright.

After coughing lightly, Ye Fei slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught my eye was Shen Xiaoqing's fair but somewhat tired face.

He shifted his gaze to the right, only to see Qiu Sang leaning on one shoulder and squinting asleep.

When the sound of the water rushing into his ears, Ye Fei realized that he was lying in the cabin, and then he felt his body rise and fall with the boat.

His gaze continued to move, and he saw the person on whose shoulder Qiu Sang was leaning on.

Seeing that Xing Ziru was looking at his sword, he said, "Old man, are you still thinking about my sword?"

After hearing his voice, Shen Xiaoqing Huo Ran opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Xianggong, are you awake, are you okay?"

Qiu Sang also woke up and said hurriedly, "Young Master, how are you?"

Ye Fei wanted to sit up, but he felt quite comfortable pillowing Shen Xiaoqing's legs, so he lay down and said, "I'm fine." ”

"Brother Ye, if it wasn't for the urgency at that time, in my opinion, this sword may not have been obtained by you. "Walk the way.

"Really?" Ye Fei smiled, "But I think this sword belongs to me." ”

Ye Fei didn't say that he was joking, although this sword was reforged, the sword soul was still there.

There is no second person in the world who is more familiar with this sword than he is.

"This sword is missing a name. "Walk the way.

"I've thought about it a long time ago, Qingfeng Sword," Ye Fei replied, "And I've already decided, give this sword to my lady!"

Hearing this, Shen Xiaoqing was stunned and a little flattered, but Qiu Sang snorted aggrievedly.

"Young master, you are eccentric!" Qiu Sang said with a sad face.

"In vain, it's just a broken sword, it's not uncommon. When you arrive in Jiangzhou, I will send you a better one for the teacher. Xingzi said comfortably.

"Well, Master, it must be a thousand times better than the young master's broken sword! No, the young master's sword is not a broken sword; ”

"Qiu Sang!" Ye Feiteng sat up, his expression became stern, "What kind of woman surnamed Shen, there are no rules, she is your young grandmother." Of course, if you think that you are now a closed disciple of the Sword Saint, you don't recognize me as a young master. ”

"Young Master!" Qiu Sang was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, then looked at Shen Xiaoqing and shouted "Young Grandma" in a low voice.

"Your master is the predecessor of the Sword Saint, as his closed disciple, why don't you have a good sword to take advantage of. And the lady is not like you, who has such a good master. Ye Fei explained to Qiu Sang very seriously.

"But she has a good husband. "Walk the way.

"That's too!" Ye Fei looked at Shen Xiaoqing, and then quipped, "Shen Niangzi, look, everyone envies you for having a good man." ”

Shen Xiaoqing smiled, his face gradually flushed.

After taking over the sword from Xing Ziru's hand, Ye Fei gave the Qingfeng Sword to Shen Xiaoqing.

Stunned, Shen Xiaoqing hurriedly took over the Qingfeng Sword.

"Xianggong, did you really give me this sword?" she confirmed to Ye Fei.

"Of course!"

When the fog on the river was dispersed, the boat docked on the shore to rest for a while.

Shen Xiaoqing pulled Ye Fei aside and asked, "Xianggong, why did you give me such a good sword, this sword is not your master's relic?"

"You are my lady," Ye Fei explained, "besides, the lady also lacks a good sword." ”

"If Xiang Gong feels indebted to me, he doesn't need to use this sword to make up for me. ”

"Lady, what are you thinking about," Ye Fei stretched out his hand and pinched Shen Xiaoqing's face, "If you want to say that you owe me, it should be that the lady owes me more." ”

Shen Xiaoqing was speechless, what she and Ye Fei said was not the same thing. She also thought that Ye Fei felt that he owed her because of the concubine, so he wanted to use the sword as compensation.

At this time, it seems that Ye Fei did not think so.

"Xianggong, I do owe you a lot, but I don't know how to repay you. ”

Ye Fei smiled, then raised his eyebrows and said, "The matter of compensation will be discussed slowly in the future." ”

Shen Xiaoqing was noncommittal, and she was determined to break off with Ye Fei, feeling that the time between the two was running out.

Three days later, a group of four arrived in Jiangzhou.

Xing Ziru led everyone to an unknown mountain outside Jiangzhou City.

Of the seven swords that were born to the seven sons, he hid the two that were most important to him on this mountain.

He gave these two swords two names: Wushuang Sword and Wushuang Female Sword, of which Wushuang Sword was his son Chang Ge, and the female sword represented his daughter Sister Xin. The word "children" is good together, which means that Brother Chang and Sister Xin are the best children in the world.

Now, Xing Ziru took out these two swords and wanted to give them to the two people he regarded as his own children-Ye Fei and Qiu Sang.

Of course, when it comes to these two people, these two swords mean that good things come in pairs, and there is no match in the world, representing his wish that the two can become pairs.

"Brother Ye, apprentice, these two swords are the most precious swords of the old man, and now I will hand them over to you, I hope that the two of you will not live up to the old man's high expectations and achieve something in the way of the sword. "Walk the way.

"Old man, Qiusang is your apprentice, and it is natural for you to give it to him, but if you give it to me, it is inevitable that you can't bear it. Ye Fei declined.

Xing Ziru patted Ye Fei on the shoulder, "The old man will not be wrong when he looks at people, and you will be the first person in the way of the sword in the future." I only hope that the old man can hold on to that day and compete with you again. ”

Ye Fei was ashamed, Lin Bangfeng back then, let Xing Ziru wait for him for a few years;

He didn't know if he would ever have that chance in the future.

After getting the sword, the four of them went to Jiangzhou City for a meal, and Ye Fei and Shen Xiaoqing said goodbye to Xing Ziru and Qiu Sang.

Qiu Sang cried all the way, making Ye Fei feel uncomfortable in his heart.

If you say that you are dead, no one is more desperate for him than Qiusang.

"Shen Xiaoqing, you must take good care of my young master!" Qiu Sang told Shen Xiaoqing before leaving.

Shen Xiaoqing only smiled, noncommittal.