There are three major rivers in Yunzhou, which is an important town of Cao Yun in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

On the Yunzhou River, there are many salt barons who gang up to sell illicit salt, and they not only openly sell illicit salt but also rob houses and houses; because these salt barons are skilled in water and are familiar with the water potential of the river, the Yunzhou sailors have been encircled and suppressed several times in vain.

After the salt lord robbed the fishing boat many times, a fisherman who had practiced swords for many years rose up to resist, he accepted the fishermen's disciples as apprentices, and created the sword sect "Yuyu Valley".

The fisherman is not a salt lord who kills people without blinking, nor is he a swordsman who is eager to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, the "swimming sword technique" of "Swimming Fish Valley" aims to protect himself from hurting people, attacking less and defending more moves, the moves are smart and changeable, and people follow the sword, just like a fish swimming in the water.

When Gu Tiannan followed Ning Yuan to travel through the rivers and lakes, he once encountered seven or eight Youyugu disciples in Yunzhou and a group of thirty or forty salt lords in a bloody battle, and in the end, two of the Youyugu disciples were killed and four were injured, and the salt lords were defeated and fled.

Gu Tiannan was quite interested in this kind of swordsmanship, and he also consulted Ning Yuan privately several times. However, Gu Tiannan only tasted it at a superficial level, and the essence of his swordsmanship was only a little known, so he was nondescript after using it.

Although Zhao Tianyang had also seen this kind of swordsmanship, he couldn't see that Gu Tiannan's ugly posture was actually a smart and elegant "wandering swordsmanship".

Gu Tiannan's sword seemed to be messy, but he was very tightly protected, and his left chest was marked by a purple sword, but he saw that the second wave of sword was about to dissipate again.

When the purple sword and the Xuanxia sword collided, the sound of gold and iron pierced Lu Yunqing's eardrums like a needle prick, and he turned his heart sideways, desperately urging his true qi, until a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat and refused to stop.

After Lu Yunqing's true qi in his body climbed to the peak, he jumped up and stabbed the third wave of sword waves at Gu Tiannan in mid-air!

The third wave of sword waves, Lu Yunqing, stabbed out nine purple sword rays!

The momentum of these nine sword rays was far superior to the previous two waves of sword waves, the sword rays were shining with lightning, and the purple light was as dazzling as the morning glow on the horizon, and the roar of wind and thunder was mixed with the roar of wind and thunder.

In an instant, the mountain wind stopped suddenly, the surface of the lake was shrouded in purple swords, and Lu Yunqing's green silk was scattered, drinking blood and smiling, like a demon god coming to earth.

Lu Yunqing desperately stabbed out the pinnacle nine swords at the expense of internal injuries, which is close to the realm of a second-grade master!

Unexpectedly, Lu Yunqing's swordsmanship has improved in the past two years! Ling Daosheng has definitely opened a lot of small stoves for Lu Yunqing, and maybe there are priceless pills to help.

In the front hall of Zixiao Palace, Lin Yuehua's face was no longer calm, she gasped, pulled out her saber and wanted to break out of the window.

In her opinion, this wave of sword waves was enough to kill Gu Tiannan!

At first, Gu Fan, who was bent on stopping the two from competing with swords, was as steady as Mount Tai, his figure shook in front of his wife, and he said calmly: "My disciple, you can't lose!"

Ling Cangxue, who had been expecting Gu Tiannan to teach Lu Yunqing a lesson, finally changed her face at this moment, she didn't expect Lu Yunqing to fight so hard at any cost.

She didn't understand why Lu Yunqing was working so hard, because she didn't know how deeply Lu Yunqing loved her.

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

Gu Tiannan had just blocked the second wave of the sword wave at this time, and the blood oozing from the wound on his right arm had already stained his clothes, and under the reflection of Lu Yunqing's purple sword, Gu Tiannan's blood showed a strange black-brown color.

The third wave of majestic sword waves rushed towards him, but Gu Tian did not panic, but the sea of knowledge was empty.

He dares to harden the thunder that destroys mountains and rocks, let alone the sword wave of the second-grade realm?

The strong wind of the sword wave blew the long hair on Gu Tiannan's forehead, the lake under his feet was quiet, the purple light was shining in the air, and the golden light of the morning sun was shining above his head.

Suddenly, the magnificent morning bell on the Immortal Peak of Hongxuanzong rang, and the bell seemed to roll from the clouds, and it seemed to chase the dawn wind, like spring thunder, ringing through the ninefold blue fall, lingering in the ears.

Maybe it was the sword intent that was suppressed by Lu Yunqing's two waves of sword waves that finally broke out of his chest, or maybe it was the mantra of the "Imperial Wind Sword Sutra" that he had repeatedly recited in the early morning that finally condensed into sword qi, Gu Tiannan only felt a mighty qi rising in his body.

When another long bell rang out, a ray of golden sunrise illuminated Gu Tiannan's eyes, and he swung out a sword in the face of the violent wind!

Where the sword is headed, one drop, two drops, ten drops, one hundred drops, until a thousand drops, ten drops, ten thousand drops converge into a dark blue water sword.

The sword intent in Zixiao Palace grew from scratch like a wildfire in the wilderness, from weak to strong, and the accumulation became more and more prosperous.

Gu Fan, who was hiding in the front hall to watch the battle, had two words in his heart that almost blurted out.

"Liaoyuan!" Gu Tiannan burst out, and the green tendons on his neck protruded.

He held a sword in one hand, and his demeanor was as outstanding as that of an immortal guiding the way.

A sword comes from the east, and the waves enter the sky!

Lu Yunqing's face froze, he stabbed out the peak nine swords with internal injuries, originally thought that Gu Tiannan would lose most of his life in five steps even if he didn't die, but this extremely ugly guy actually burst out with such a majestic and heroic sword intent at the last moment!

The sword move is an inferior sword, and the sword intent is a superior sword.

The water sword condensed by the sword intent in Gu Tiannan's chest collided directly with Lu Yunqing's third wave of sword waves!

Lu Yunqing's face was like ashes, there was no thunderous roar in his imagination, nor the purple glow in his imagination, Lu Yunqing's nine purple sword rays were completely absorbed and devoured by the dark blue water sword, and the momentum of the water sword was unhindered, flying straight towards the second son of the Lu family who had exhausted his true qi!

The purple sword light in Lu Yunqing's eyes was gradually covered by the faint blue light, and the look on his face changed from surprise to disappointment, and from disappointment to despair.

Just when Lu Yunqing's thoughts were in despair, a gray robe fell from the sky like a mortal King Kong, nailed three steps in front of him.

With a wave of his robe, the gray-robed Taoist took out the handprint of the word "Lin" in the Taoist nine-character mantra "Lin, Bing, Fight, Person, Both, Array, Column, In, Front", and firmly controlled the blue water sword with a momentum like a rainbow!

The word "Pro" handprint is the first of the Taoist nine-character mantra mudra, and the mystery of Taoism is: everything is calm, not moving, and the color of Mount Tai is unchanged in front of it.

The cold wind that accompanied the blue water sword breaking through the sky tore the gray Dao robe for a while, and the hat band on the purple yang scarf on the middle-aged Daoist's head was blown back straight, but the sword blade was firmly controlled in the handprint of the word "Lin", and he couldn't move forward in the slightest.

Gu Tiannan saw that the first majestic sword intent he swung in his life was stopped by this gray-robed Taoist with his flesh palm, but there was not even a trace of anger and unconvincing on his face, his eyes were full of guilt, and his expression was like a naughty child seeing his father.

With this stunned kung fu, Gu Tiannan fell into the lake from mid-air, and suddenly returned to his original form, turning from a dusty sword fairy into a soup chicken.

The gray-robed Taoist who saved Lu Yunqing was Gu Fan, I saw that his ten fingers flew up, and the word "Lin" in his hand became the word "column" word seal, and then the dark blue water sword was also beaten back to its original form like the owner Gu Tiannan, falling from the sky and turning into a pool of ordinary lake water.

Gu Fan took back the nine-character mantra handprint, and looked at Gu Tiannan who was struggling to surface, his eyes were full of rare expectations and love.

Mrs. Lin Yuehua has always loved her children, if she stopped the third wave of sword waves for Gu Tiannan, the Northern Pavilion would naturally suppress the East Cang Pavilion.

With Lu Yunqing's infatuation with Ling Cangxue and the connections of the second son of the Lu family, this matter will spread in Hongxuanzong in less than half a day.

Gu Fan never cared about these famous rumors, what he cared about was Gu Tiannan's swordsmanship attainments.

If he missed this opportunity today, when would Gu Tiannan be able to wield such a surging sword intent?

Gu Fan turned his head to look at Lu Yunqing, who was like a defeated rooster, and before he could speak, his wife Lin Yuehua swept across the lake and jumped onto the boulder like a dragonfly.

Lin Yuehua stretched out her hand to support the second son of the Lu family, who was no longer in the past, and said warmly: "Senior nephew Lu, you and Tiannan are both disciples of Hongxuanzong, and you are not brothers but also have an incense relationship. It's normal to learn swordsmanship between fellow disciples and brothers, but you must not be suspicious of the killer. Tiannan has followed his uncle down the mountain to travel through the rivers and lakes in the past two years, and his temperament has been much wilder, so I will severely punish Tiannan and punish him for thinking about the wall in the back mountain for a month!"

Lu Yunqing looked at Lin Yuehua, who had a sincere face, and her expression was depressed.

Seeing this, Lin Yuehua stopped talking, grabbed Lu Yunqing's arm and jumped into the Bomeng Pavilion. She originally wanted Ling Cangxue to send Lu Yunqing, who was not lightly injured, back to Immortal Peak, and then let Gu Fan go to see Ling Daosheng in person, as the saying goes, the bell must be tied to the bell, if Ling Daosheng can relieve Lu Yunqing, it would be the best.

It's a pity that Lang Dao is a good marriage of gold and jade, and the concubine only reads the former alliance of wood and stone.

Lin Yuehua swept her eyes, where was there still Ling Cangxue's shadow in the Bomeng Pavilion? It turned out that this girl had already untied a small boat by the pavilion and rushed to rescue Gu Tiannan who had fallen into the cold lake.

"Brother Nan, come on, the water is cold!" Ling Cangxue saw that the wound on Gu Tiannan's right arm was stained red, and her heart was even more anxious, how could she remember Lu Yunqing, who was more seriously injured?

Lu Yunqing looked at Ling Cangxue who was gritting her teeth and paddling in the lake, and a cold resentment surged in her scattered eyes.

Lu Yunqing pushed Lin Yuehua away and shouted angrily at the lake: "Gu Tiannan! What's so great about Ning Yuan's burning plain, he wasn't forced to draw his sword and kill himself! If it weren't for an old horse who knew his way to send him all the way back to the mountain, Ning Yuan would have to expose his corpse to the wilderness, and there would be no place to bury him!"