In the long river north of Honglan Town, the ferry boat is approaching when the night falls and the rain gradually stops.

The boy stood in the rain, holding an iron knife, a rusty woodcutter.

He stood by the river, unshielded from the rain, bent slightly like a cold knife.

Chen Anzhi saw the knife standing in the rain from a distance.

The curtain of the cabin was tied up with strips of cloth and tied to one side, Mu Ruyi looked at the floating rain, and was a little curious, why it always rained during the duel.

She didn't worry about the next duel, let alone Chen Anzhi, she felt that Chen Anzhi would not lose, so she felt very relaxed, and even began to enjoy the rain scene.

Chen Anzhi looked at the young man on the shore, and finally understood the meaning of the so-called tree big wind, he didn't want to fight, but someone came to the door to fight.

Chen Anzhi asked, "Reason?"

Fugui said: "Have you seen the spring breeze?"

Chen Anzhi said with a smile: "I've seen it." ”

Fugui said slowly: "That's the reason. ”

Chen Anzhi looked up at the Spring Breeze Rich Mountain that had disappeared in the distance, and suddenly said, "Just because of the Spring Breeze Wealth?"

Fugui nodded, "If there is a spring breeze, there will be wealth." ”

Chen Anzhi thought for a while, shook his head and said, "But now you two have separated." ”

Fugui nodded subconsciously, and then said: "Don't talk nonsense, I won't use aura, please take it." ”

Chen Anzhi stretched out his hand, and Mu Ruyi handed him his sword.

He also stood unsheltered in the rain, his body straight, like a sharp sword.

Fugui's shoulders sank, and an indomitable sword intent burst out from his body, instantly dispersing the rain that fell around him.

The silver light flashed, a wood-chopping knife was cut out, and went straight to Chen Anzhi's face door, wealth did not wait for the knife to arrive, the wrist shook the knife obliquely, and the blade was wiped horizontally towards Chen Anzhi's neck.

Although the white-clothed sword immortal has lost all his cultivation now, he will not lose the moves he has memorized in his body and mind.

Chen Anzhi drew his sword out of the sheath to block, the cold light was shining, the sword of the Great Liang Imperial Maiden, how could it not be a good sword, there was a crisp sound, the swords intersected, there was a buzzing sound, and the sound of tremors did not stop.

Chen Anzhi tilted his head and said, "How many years have you been cutting bamboo?"

Fugui exhaled and said in a deep voice: "Many years. ”

"It's still a little hot. Chen Anzhi's wrist added a little strength and pushed it away.

Fugui's body jumped backwards and landed on the shore steadily, his face unhappy, "Please advise seriously." ”

Chen Anzhi's sword arm was stretched out, the blade of the sword was parallel to the surface of the water, the rain was dripping down the spine of the sword and slowly sliding, and a sharp aura suddenly appeared in his eyes, cutting off the layers of rain curtains, it was not the aura, but just Chen Anzhi's sword intent.

This Great Sword Immortal has always felt that he is the sharpest sword in the world.

Seeing that Chen Anzhi became serious, Fugui licked his lips, and a majestic sword qi erupted from his body, and the wind rose on the ground, instantly blowing away the water vapor all over the ground.

Chen Anzhi suddenly swung out a sword, and the raindrops that stayed on the spine of the sword were arc-shaped, and turned into thousands of streamers, extremely sharp, containing sword intent, like thousands of flying swords, sharp knives.

"I have a knife to cut through the mess!" Fugui shouted, in the face of the rapid offensive, he did not retreat but swung out a knife horizontally, the sword qi was pure white, and the sword intent water droplets collided with each other to create a crisp sound of gold and stone, and one after another brilliant white light burst and bloomed, densely clustered, and made people's eyes filled with white.

Bending over, gathering momentum, and suddenly exerting force, the muddy water burst under Fugui's feet, and he rushed forward and came to Chen Anzhi's body.

The knife is fearless, wide open and close.

The majestic knife intent that gave people a feeling of pride before disappeared into the rain curtain in an instant.

The next moment, a magical scene appeared.

There was an afterimage beside Chen Anzhi, and there was a young man with a knife, he held the knife in both hands, and fell towards Chen Anzhi with a knife.

Mu Ruyi stayed there, amazed by the speed and decisiveness of the young man, she asked herself, if she faced Chen Anzhi's sword qi, her first reaction would be to defend.

Because she couldn't take the sword without aura.

"Ding~"

Only a crisp sound was heard, Chen Anzhi's figure twisted, and a bright light was drawn in the air of the long sword.

The blade of the sword, the blade, overflowing with sword qi and sword intent, like a tail of a bluebird screaming, extremely piercing.

So much so that the ferry, and the Langxi River below, trembled, and debris of wood continued to fall into the water.

"You're a terrible move. Chen Anzhi smiled, and stabbed the five fingers of his left hand together towards the young man.

Fugui gritted his teeth and said nothing, suddenly leaned back, and kicked out a kick, this kick hit Chen Anzhi's left arm that was hurriedly retracted, the young man used his strength to tear away a little distance, this time he did not fall to the ground, he stood on the surface of the river and his body was very stable, but the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

The previous few rounds were almost all rich and noble attacks, Chen Anzhi's defense, just when Chen Anzhi took out the sword and the blades met, Fugui suddenly felt the sword intent, and rushed into his body through the blade extremely domineeringly, and suddenly the blood and qi surged, and the right arm was even more serious, almost weak, and the woodcutter almost wanted to get rid of it.

Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed down his blood, looked at Chen Anzhi and said: "If you die in the knife just now, that's it, it means that you are not worthy of holding a sword, let alone carrying his sword!"

Chen Anzhi rarely showed a hint of surprise, and patted the narrow knife on his waist, "Do you know this knife?"

Fugui did not deny it, his eyes were like torches, and he said in a deep voice: "I will do my best." ”

Chen Anzhi was still relaxed and casual, "Yes, but don't use aura." ”

Fugui nodded, "That's nature." ”

Talking and laughing, the sword and sword repair, between the first line, the fight reappears.

Jian Xiu's attack and killing in three states and five places, is recognized as the best in the hundred realms, often in an instant, life and death are clear. And the killing and injury of the sword is not inferior to the sword cultivation, but the status is not comparable, if you want to say why, it has to be said that there is a credit to Jiang Chuyi, three thousand years ago the sword fought for the first place, and the great sword immortal was a sword vertical, so that the sword in the world could not breathe, which made the knife person be stabilized by the sword cultivation.

At the moment when Fugui nodded, he ravaged his body with a knife, and waved a woodcutter, and the horizontal rain curtain had a gang qi mixed with endless knife light.

This knife is like a wave on the ground.

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A glistening white glow, accompanied by a heavy sound of landing.

"Defeated. Du Yizhuang smacked his lips and looked at the outer disciples who fell out of the field.

It's just the time for a stick of incense, and the last test of today's upstairs is over.

Among the outer disciples, except for the monster-like Luo Sanqian, the other three were all crushed.

Luo Sanqian walked to Du Yizhuang's side and looked at the ring with a dignified look.

Du Yizhuang looked at the young man in brocade who had just become a junior brother today, and looked at Luo Sanqian's face with a trace of solemnity, and his heart suddenly felt a little awe-inspiring.

Could it be that he was not ...

This junior disciple and the outer disciple are old acquaintances, and they are going to draw their swords to help?

Luo Sanqian turned his face sideways and said seriously, word by word: "Senior brother, we should go back, I'm hungry." ”

Du Yizhuang endured the embarrassment and coughed lightly.

Ye Jianxi half-covered his face, smiled softly, and made a sound of eating.

"I don't have to look at the next day's climbing test. Luo Sanqian was light, thought for a while and said, "It's nothing to see, the more powerful disciples of the outer sect have all been beaten by me, and it's still not good." ”

The words were not loud, drowned out in a cacophony of voices, and only those who were near him could hear them.

Luo Yuetong and the others quieted down, and they all looked at the young man in brocade with strange expressions.

Luo Sanqian looked at their faces, smiled lightly, and said, "I said it lightly, they are all waste, but senior brothers and sisters are not." ”

At this time, even Luo Yuetong, who was easy-going by nature, took a deep breath and resisted the urge to slap the other party, his face was displeased.

However, He Sanxi had a gloomy face, stared at the high-spirited young man in brocade, and rubbed his hands, "Don't think that defeating a He Sixiao will be invincible in the world." ”

Luo Sanqianru's straight eyebrows raised slightly, "I never thought I was invincible in the world, but I was born without aura, so I was ridiculed as a waste by the clan since I was a child, I am a waste, but they have all been beaten by me, isn't it as good as a waste? ”

What Luo Sanqian said was justified and well-founded, but it only fell on the ears of a few people, but it was not a taste at all.

Seeing that the junior brother and sister were unhappy, Du Yizhuang, who was the second senior brother, naturally didn't want to see the junior brother and sister disagree, so he hurriedly came out to play the round, "Ahem, today's upstairs test is over, and it's not too early, let's go back to the building first and clean up the room for Senior Sister Luo, oh no, it's Senior Brother Luo, look at my mouth, I'm used to calling Senior Sister Luo······"

As he spoke, Du Yizhuang laughed, as if he was embarrassed by his slip of the tongue.

It's just that none of the disciples on the nineteenth floor cared about Du Yizhuang's deliberate misdeeds.

He Sanxi snorted coldly and left first.

Luo Yuetong restrained her displeasure, looked at Luo Sanqian and said seriously: "There is another junior brother on our nineteenth floor who is similar to you, he has no aura, but he is very indifferent and very powerful, you are not as good as him." ”

Luo Sanqian grinned brightly, "Then I'm looking forward to meeting him." ”

"He's coming back soon. Luo Yuetong said, "Soon." ”

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Today's sunlight is slightly thick, and the voices are not too noisy, as if they have been cut into pieces by the sword intent and sword light, scattered one by one.

Chen Anzhi hung his head, his arm hooked on the hilt of the snow-white long sword floating in the air.

He turned his head and looked at Mu Ruyi, who almost fell into the water because the ferry boat was suddenly destroyed by the knife intent, and smiled, "I'm sorry, Miss Mu." ”

If Fang Cai hadn't stood up with her aura to resist the wind in time, Mu Ruyi would have been soaked by now, she pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, and pinched the magic trick with her hand.

The snow-white long sword was like a spirit snake preyding, and in a moment, it was already sheathed.

The scabbard was tied behind her back.

"Plop~"

Chen Anzhi tugged at the corners of his mouth, only to feel that his body sank, and the whole person was planted in the river.

Then there was a man who was more than eight feet tall with both hands on the collar, and he was carried in the hands of a slender girl.

"I was wrong, Miss Mu. Chen Anzhi smirked, and droplets of water dripped down the ends of his hair.

Mu Ruyi said angrily: "You said it yourself, were you looking for death just now?"

Fugui's face was full of shock, and he looked at the somewhat embarrassed swordsman blankly, and the scene still made him palpitate.

In the sky full of sword light and rain curtains, he saw Chen Anzhi's hands suddenly folded.

And the knife in his hand could no longer advance for half a minute, and he clearly felt a low trembling sound from the blade.

Own knives.

Fugui is the most proud knife.

was successfully caught by the other party.

And it's empty-handed.

Although he didn't use his aura, he was still subconsciously frightened by it.

It's hard to imagine how strong Jiang Chuyi was three thousand years ago.

Mu Ruyi was very angry, not because the ferry was destroyed by the strong knife qi, but because of Chen Anzhi's reckless move, Chen Anzhi suddenly let go of the long sword, making her heart tighten, her hand had already touched the secret treasure in the cloth bag, and she wanted to help Chen Anzhi block the knife, but the action was still a little late, the fast knife was caught by Chen Anzhi's ten palms, and the knife qi instantly destroyed the ferry boat.

"You're amazing. Finally, the young man with the knife spoke.

Chen Anzhi looked at the young man on the shore and chuckled: "You're not bad, but it's still a little worse." ”

Chen Anzhi glanced at the narrow knife on his waist, he knew why the other party came, so the knife just now, he wanted to determine some things, and to determine those things was closer to the young man's knife intent, so he chose to pick up the knife empty-handed.

He was very confident, he was sure that the other party would not secretly use the aura, and if the other party attached the aura to the knife, he would definitely not be able to take it.

Of course, if the other party uses it, he is not afraid, because his knife is at his waist, because Mu Ruyi is behind him.

Now that Chen Anzhi sensed the young man's sword intent, he was sure, so he was very happy.

"This knife was bought by me in exchange for a pot of good wine, and the guy told me that a good knife deserves a good ride. It's a pity that now I'm not at ease, I don't deserve this knife, and you are still young and deserved, it should belong to you. ”

"It's just that this knife has a lot of effect on me. But if it's useless, when you come back to me and bring two or three jugs of good wine, I'll give it to you. ”