The sun is shining brightly and the crowd is bustling.

The streets are noisy, and most of them are children of rivers and lakes with swords.

Gaozhou City, as the first ancient city on the border of the Han Dynasty, is naturally indispensable to the heroes of the rivers and lakes and the people who moved to the house.

Sun Kee Noodle Restaurant.

Zhang Yuan eats noodles with his head stuffy, in full swing, and eats noodles in his mouth one by one, fragrant, elastic, crispy, and strong, which is full of evocativeness, and he can't wait to eat his ten bowls.

After descending the Broken Soul Mountain, he ran for two days in a row before finally arriving at the border of the Han Dynasty.

When you see the bustling ancient city, you naturally have to treat your stomach bag well.

However, after two days of running, I didn't meet a single person from the dark forces.

Although Ren Xingyun reminded him to be careful of the dark forces, he couldn't help but wonder if he was surprisingly calm along the way.

The people of the dark forces act viciously and ruthlessly, and it is naturally impossible to make them let them go.

They have not made a move, most of them are waiting for a good opportunity.

However, the more it drags on like this, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Because the danger of hiding in the shadows is the most terrible danger, and at some point it will suddenly burst out and launch a fatal blow.

After eating all the fine noodles in the bowl, Zhang Yuan skillfully stacked the bowls aside and shouted, "Boss, have another bowl!"

Six or seven large bowls were already stacked on the table.

Many Jianghu guests looked sideways and were amazed by the amount of food he ate.

"With such a large amount of food, could it be a barbarian?"

Someone muttered.

Suddenly, there was a shout from the street outside.

"The Easy Sword God has come to Gaozhou City, let's go over and take a look. ”

The crowd in the shop was sensational, and many Jianghu customers were shocked and rushed over in a hurry.

One by one, the silver ingots were thrown back with unmistakable precision, and the silver shone brightly, and they all landed on the seat where they had sat before.

The shopkeeper also showed surprise and said, "I didn't expect the Sword God to come, Gaozhou City is going to be lively now." ”

Zhang Yuan sat on the table, unmoved, waiting for his face expectantly.

The shopkeeper's face was stunned, and he suddenly looked at Zhang Yuan and said with a smile: "Little brother, why don't you go to see the Easy Sword God?"

"Who is the Easy Sword God, should I go see it?"

Zhang Yuan was puzzled.

The shopkeeper smiled dumbly, and said: "The little brother should have just entered the rivers and lakes, right? This free sword god is on the list, he is a hero ranked thirty-sixth, his real name is Ruan Erlang, and he has practiced the seven-seven-forty-nine road Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword, the swordsmanship is so high that it is really rare, if you can get his guidance, it should be better than ten years of exploration." ”

He showed envy and longing, and talked about the mastery of the master of the list, like a few treasures.

"Really, why don't the shopkeepers go and have a look?"

Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

After a reminder from the shopkeeper, I suddenly remembered that there was indeed such a number one person on the list.

However, the other party practiced swordsmanship, taking the light and ethereal route, his was palming, taking the masculine and powerful route, and the well water of the two did not interfere with the river water, for him, there was no reference significance.

The shopkeeper said with a wry smile: "When I was young, I also fought with swords and high ambitions, but unfortunately the rivers and lakes are far away, the wind and rain are strong, and I have achieved nothing for forty years. ”

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are grievances, and it will be difficult for the shopkeeper to withdraw from the rivers and lakes. ”

Zhang Yuan said with a narrow smile.

The shopkeeper's face was stunned, his eyes flashed, and he repeated: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are grievances."

He suddenly fell into thought.

The guy quickly brought the noodles, and the aroma was rising, even if he had eaten seven large bowls, he still couldn't help but have an appetite when he smelled it.

Zhang Yuan's face was excited, and he hurriedly started.

That's it!

Suddenly, a crisp flute sounded, rising and falling, echoing back and forth, hearing in the ear, extremely pleasant, even people who no longer understand the rhythm of music, can not help but feel relaxed.

In front of me, I had the illusion that I was suddenly in the middle of the vast blue sea, and my body rose and fell with the waves, surging back and forth. It was as if I saw the waves, and it was like seeing the waves hitting the reef, and even felt the strong sea breeze and saw the seagulls'''

Not only that, but the tables, chairs, dishes, and chopsticks in front of me seem to have all been swept into the sea, rolling up and down with the big waves and themselves, floating left and right.

Zhang Yuan floated around, suddenly frightened in his heart, hurriedly guarded his heart, the internal force worked over and over again, and suddenly the illusion in front of him quickly disappeared.

The body no longer moves, the waves no longer appear.

He hurriedly looked at the shopkeeper.

I saw that the shopkeeper and the guys in the store were all sluggish, at a loss, their faces were red and blue, and the blood in their bodies seemed to turn into a turbulent sea, constantly rising and falling in their bodies.

Back and forth, extremely weird.

And they didn't know it, and they didn't seem to feel any pain.

"What a weird flute!"

Zhang Yuan was surprised.

They were all affected by the sound of the flute.

He suddenly sprang out, his body vertically and landed on the roof, and his eyes looked into the distance.

Most of the people on the street were demented and sluggish, their faces and skin were like the shopkeepers, blue and red, and blood was surging back and forth.

But there are also many Jianghu guests, who are firmly covering their ears, operating internal forces, and resisting with difficulty.

"Sonic attack, what kind of person is this, what a scary sonic wave!"

"The blue sea tide song, we must have heard the blue sea tide song. ”

"What? it's 'East China Sea Layman' Zhou Xingtian!"

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Zhang Yuan's eyes looked far away, and he saw that at the end of the street, in the wide inland river, a lonely boat and a building boat were sailing in the opposite direction, gathering hundreds of zhang, all of them standing still.

On the boat, a white-shirted figure, with a tall body and extraordinary temperament, with a purple and gold crown, stood still, with a cyan ancient flute in his hand, making a leisurely sound.

On the lone boat opposite him.

A cold young man in black clothes and black hair, holding a long sword in his arms, stood still, allowing the sound of flutes to come in, long and piercing, and his face never moved.

The faster the flute, the more intense the sound.

On the riverbank, the tourists who had passed over to see the excitement also had painful faces, and suddenly covered their ears hard.

And many of the people on the street here have blood spilling from the corners of their mouths and their bodies are shaking.

Zhang Yuan knew that if this continued, someone would inevitably be seriously injured.

Soon, the sound of the flute entered a new peak, whining and piercing, causing the meridians in people's bodies to be disordered, and the waves in their minds were rolling, like the sky falling apart.

The black-clothed young man on the lonely boat could no longer hold still, his eyes were condensed, the long sword in his hand was slowly unsheathed, and the cold light was dotted, and a great aura emanated from him.

And yet at this moment!

A clear roar suddenly came, the sound waves were mighty, masculine and mighty, like a suppressed volcano, suddenly erupting.

Bang!

The sound of the flute was instantly covered, and in the inland river, the water waves were overwhelming.

Burst!

The white-shirted young man was counterattacked by his own internal force, spurting blood on the spot, his face turned pale, and he kicked backwards, and the ancient flute in his hand exploded directly with a bang.

The black-clothed young man on the opposite side was also shocked, and hurriedly looked back.

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