Lord Sun Duo looked overjoyed, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you Lin Daxia!"

This stack of silver tickets is enough to have seventy or eighty thousand taels, which is not a small amount, and it is just right to divide a part to appease the brothers. With the news of the birth of the Immortal Mansion exposed, people's hearts fluctuated, and the brothers of the Flying Dragon Gang Lingshui Rudder were all ready to move. But in the end, it's just a pie, and he sent real money, which is enough to stabilize people's hearts.

At this time, Ye Xiuyun and Sun Nanting came over.

Ye Xiuyun said: "Senior brother, now that so many people have entered the Nulong River, if they are allowed to enter the Tianhe Immortal Mansion first, it will be troublesome." The other six factions are not easy to explain. ”

Immediately, a group of people such as Duan Peng and Zhou Zhijie also came.

Zhou Zhijie said: "Yes, junior brother, do you have any countermeasures?"

Ling Feng smiled: "Don't worry, the Immortal Mansion is so easy to enter, even if they enter, they will be sent to death." Besides, they couldn't stay long in Nulongjiang. ”

Duan Peng's heart suddenly sank, thoughtful, and said, "Since this is the case, this matter will be handed over to the junior brother to be responsible, let's go!"

......

Half an hour later, the county seat of Ziyun County, Lingzhou.

In the restaurant, in the private room, a handsome young man in white was drinking.

Beside her, a woman in black wearing a veil stood.

Immediately, a middle-aged man in bloody clothes came in, hugged his fists and said, "Young Master, the people of the Canglang Sword Sect and the Flying Dragon Gang have put all the people in the rivers and lakes in charge of their section into the Nulong River. ”

Mo Yan said with a smile: "It's better to be sparse than blocked, so that not only can conflicts be avoided, but also a group of free patrol officers will be added, which is a good idea." You go find someone to kill some of them and blame the Canglang Sword Sect. ”

......

In the afternoon, on the Nulong River, hundreds of meters wide, a medium-sized sailing boat sailed downstream.

On the deck, dozens of warriors gathered in groups of three or two, talking and laughing, or watching the scenery on both sides of the river.

The movement of the birth of the Immortal Mansion must be not small, and they don't need to deliberately observe.

At this time, in a remote corner of the ship, a white-haired old man with patches in his clothes was holding a cigarette stick and smoking a dry cigarette.

Next to her, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl frowned and said, "Grandpa, you're smoking again!"

"Lingling, grandpa is wrong, don't smoke it!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took two more puffs, extinguished the fire, and put away the cigarette stick like a treasure.

At this time, Lingling said, "Grandpa, do you think we can find the Immortal Mansion?"

The old man said: "It's hard to say, but it is said that this time the Immortal Mansion was born in the Lingzhou River section, we try our luck, maybe we can really find the Immortal Mansion." ”

"Grandpa, why do you see he fell asleep, is he also here to hunt for treasure?"

After a while, Lingling looked to the side and saw a young man in a green shirt lying on the deck with his hands crossed as a pillow, as if he was asleep.

The old man followed Lingling's gaze and was stunned, this guy spent money on the boat, is he here to sleep?

A moment later, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look, a ship is coming towards us." ”

When the old man heard the voice, he looked around and saw a sailboat of a similar size approaching him. In the next moment, his complexion changed suddenly, for he saw corpses strewn across the ship, blood staining the deck red. But how does a dead ship with no one go against the wind?

"Lingling, come with grandpa!"

Horrified in his heart, he pulled Lingling down the cabin.

At this time, the warriors on the ship did not notice this. Martial artists don't refine their eyes, and their eyesight is not much stronger than ordinary people, so naturally they can't see clearly that what is coming is a dead ship.

After a while, the two ships were close to each other, and the faces of many warriors suddenly changed drastically, because they could see that the ships were full of corpses!

In the next instant, eight masked black-clad men armed with long swords jumped out of the water and landed on the deck. They didn't say the slightest word, they drew their swords and killed, and their swordsmanship was extremely high.

At the very least, this group of Jianghu warriors are samurai, top masters, and many innate masters, but they are not opponents at all.

In a matter of moments, more than twenty Jianghu warriors fell to the ground. Many people chose to jump into the river.

However, as soon as those people fell into the water, there were immediately screams, and the red blood stained the surface of the river. The person who was so frightened that he wanted to jump into the river suddenly turned pale.

At this time, the eight men in black were about to kill everyone in one fell swoop, when suddenly a white sword light shot out from the entrance of the middle cabin and shot towards a man in black.

Before the sword blade arrived, a sword intent had already slashed into the sea of knowledge of the man in black. The man in black looked stunned, as if he had lost his soul, and then was pierced through his throat by the white sword light.

Immediately, the white sword flashed, returned to the door of the cabin, turned into a long sword, and fell into the hands of a young man in white.

Next to the young man, there were two white-clothed maids with faces like autumn moons and cold as frost. Subsequently, another white-haired old man came out, who was Lingling's grandfather.

Someone exclaimed, "It's the young master of Spirit Sword Villa, Ye Lingfeng!"

Many Jianghu warriors looked happy, retreated, and gathered near Ye Lingfeng.

The remaining seven black-clothed people all looked at Ye Lingfeng with solemn expressions, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the prestige of the young master of the Spirit Sword Villa, they all knew it. Just now, a man in black whose cultivation was not below them was killed by the other party with a sword.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed from the opposite ship, and landed on the deck, but it was a man in black wearing a grimace mask.

The seven men in black clasped their fists together and said, "My subordinates see my lord!"

These Jianghu warriors were suddenly shocked in their hearts and couldn't help but worry. These black-clothed men were already terrifying in martial arts and swordsmanship, and now there is another leader of the black-clothed men. This person's light skills are so terrifying, and his martial arts will definitely not be too different, and I don't know if Ye Lingfeng can resist this person.

The grimaceous black-clothed man looked at Ye Lingfeng twice, and said with a smile: "I have heard the sword spirit sword son Fa Tongxuan for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really good!"

Ye Lingfeng said in a deep voice: "Who are you!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that your fate is now in my hands!"

The grimace in black smiled, then glanced at Bai Xue and Hanyue, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, she is a stunning beauty that is one in a million." Bet on them. If you can catch me three times, you can leave alive with your two beautiful maids, as well as the others. If you lose, I can let you go, but everyone else will die, and your two handmaidens will be my trophies!"

Ye Lingfeng's face suddenly sank, his anger rose, and he immediately faintly felt that this voice and tone were somewhat familiar, by the way, it was at the dock of Lingshui Town, the young man who helped the Flying Dragon Gang come out and had unfathomable martial arts. The voices and tones of the two of them are so similar!

He confirmed his guess, his face was gloomy as water, but he didn't dare to reveal the other party's identity. Because this is bound to cause the other party to be killed! Therefore, he said coldly: "Let this son see why you are saying such big things!"

In the next moment, the white sword light of the Flying Snow Sword in Ye Lingfeng's hand soared, turning into a white sword light and shooting quickly towards the grimace black-clothed man! Before the white sword light arrived, the Flying Snow Sword Sword Spirit had already fused with his spiritual will, condensing an incomparably condensed sword intent and slashing into the sea of consciousness of the grimace black-clothed man.