Zhang Muxian saw Song Yu move to a poisonous needle, ready to plot against Yan Chuchen, but he was not ready to help. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes, he is not ready to be contaminated with cause and effect, if Yan Chuchen is really Yan Youfang's descendant, even if he dies, he can resurrect him, King Qin Guang dare not let him lose face?

Song Yu fought hard with Yan Chuchen with the King Kong fist in his hand, turned around with his strength, and shoveled up a handful of dirt cover to Yan Chuchen. Qi Daocheng, Liang Yan, and Chen Bazhi took the opportunity to attack fiercely, not giving Yan Chuchen a chance to dodge.

With a "boom", the third sword on Yan Chuchen's back was unsheathed, and she stretched out her foot to hook it, and unexpectedly deduced another swordsmanship, two instruments became three talents, not only defusing Song Yu's attack, but faintly pressing the four people downwind.

There was a huge shock in the hearts of the four of them, they all saw the fourth sword on Yan Chuchen's back, if the fourth sword was out of the sheath, how could they resist?

The heart is mysterious, there are no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, and the heart is pure, so that the distraction can be used for many purposes, and one person can interpret the four phases.

"Huh", the fourth sword behind Yan Chuchen was unsheathed and was driven by her left foot. So Yan Chuchen used a sword with both hands and feet, and one person formed a four-elephant array to suppress the four evils in Jiangnan.

Now that the four elephants are out, the four evils in Jiangnan can only try their best to resist, and they can't even escape.

Time flows slowly, and the four evils of Jiangnan only feel that the pressure around them is getting bigger and bigger, and time is getting slower and slower.

An hour later, the four of them were already sweating through their heavy clothes, and blood was oozing from their pores.

Song Yu's eyes were red, but there was nothing he could do. True Qi was consumed, and he was able to recover through meditation, and now what flowed out of his body were blood beads, and each drop of blood beads was the power of months of penance.

After another quarter of an hour, Liang Yan, who had the weakest skills, fainted to the ground first, one less person resisted, and the pressure on the other three increased greatly, and they fainted to the ground one after another. These four people were squeezed out of their whole body by Yan Chuchen, not only did they lose all their kung fu, but their life span was also reduced by more than ten years.

Yan Chuchen subdued the four people, flew back to the boat upside down, and Ran Ran left, her feet did not touch the ground from beginning to end.

Zhang Muxian's eyes narrowed, Yan Chuchen's skills were already the top in the human world, but in his eyes, it was not worth it, what surprised him was that Yan Chuchen's spiritual cultivation had at least reached the realm of immortals.

"Is there really a way to enter the Tao with martial arts?" Zhang Muxian was puzzled.

Yan drove the boat to the middle of the lake, stopped the boat, took off the embroidered shoes, plunged his feet into the water, stirred up a lake of spring water, brilliant waves, and hummed a song softly in his mouth:

The shadow of the sword and sword was dimmed, and the drums and horns were far away.

There are vivid faces flying in front of me.

The Yellow Dust Ancient Road was annihilated, and the Beacon Fire Border City was desolate.

Years, you can't take away the string of familiar names.

Who will rise or fall, and there is no basis for prosperity and decline.

A page of wind and clouds has dispersed, changing time and space.

Gathering and dispersing are all fate, and clutch is always about love.

Take responsibility for the things in front of you, what a plan to comment after you!

The Yangtze River deliberately turned into tears, and the Yangtze River sang with affection.

A few stars twinkled in the sky of history, and a group of heroes rose up in the world, galloping across the horizon.

"Where did you hear this song?" Zhang Muxian asked after Yan Chuchen finished singing the whole song.

Yan Chuchen was shocked, his body froze in place, and he didn't dare to turn around. Since her debut, she has been undefeated, even in the face of Sun En, the world's number one master, she is only slightly inferior, and the two sides are dealt with as a draw. She didn't believe anyone could sneak up behind her silently.

"What is your relationship with Yan Youfang?" the voice behind him came again, reminding Yan Chuchen that he was not an illusion before.

"Yan Youfang is the founding patriarch of my "Duoxinzhai". Yan Chuchen turned around slowly, and saw a young Taoist priest standing at the stern of the boat, with a tall posture and a handsome appearance, his delicate body trembled, and he said excitedly: "But Immortal Master Zhang is in person?"

Zhang Muxian nodded with a smile, Yan Chuchen turned around and knelt down and said, "Yan Chuchen, the twenty-third generation descendant of Duoxinzhai, has seen the immortal master. ”

"How did you recognize me?" Zhang Muxian stretched out his hand and lifted Yan Chuchen up.

Yan Chuchen said respectfully: "The portrait of the immortal master has been hanging in the patriarch's room, and the disciple was fortunate to see it when he was brought into Duoxinzhai ten years ago. ”

Zhang Muxian nodded and asked, "Youfang is okay?" His voice was calm, but there was a sigh in his heart. It has been more than 200 years since the last time I met Yan Youfang, even if Yan Youfang relied on the Duoxin Sutra to realize her kung fu, I am afraid that she will be red and white!

Yan Chuchen shook his head: "The ancestor began to retreat eight years ago, and Chuchen hasn't seen her for eight years. ”

Seeing that Zhang Muxian fell into silence, Yan Chuchen looked at Zhang Muxian and said: "The ancestor has been looking for the immortal master, and I have traveled to the rivers and lakes every ten years, all to find out the whereabouts of the immortal master. ”

Zhang Muxian smiled bitterly, he found out from the memory of a person in the rivers and lakes that Duoxinzhai is the most mysterious and unpredictable righteous sect in the martial arts, and every ten years he sends heirs to walk the rivers and lakes, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, it turned out to be completely wrong, and people hoeing the strong and helping the weak is just a sideline, and finding yourself is the main business.

"The ancestor once said that the immortal master Mu Xian seeks immortality and likes to travel to famous mountains and Daze, so that my disciples should pay more attention. In the past two hundred years, I have been a disciple of many hearts, and I have traveled all over the 36 caves and 72 blessed lands in Middle Earth, and my footprints have been all over the Great Lakes, but I have not found any trace of the immortal master. Most of the people thought that the immortal master was no longer alive, but the patriarch insisted on looking for it, if he hadn't met the immortal master, the disciple would have left Middle-earth tomorrow and traveled outside the territory. Yan Chuchen said.

Zhang Muxian's heart trembled, he originally only regarded Yan Youfang as a strange woman, even if he had some appreciation, it did not involve the love between men and women. Now that I suddenly heard that Yan Youfang had been looking for him for more than 200 years, my heart couldn't help but stir like a sea tide.

"Beauty is gracious, it's easy to remove! No wonder I have a sense in my heart, and I was attracted here by cause and effect!" Zhang Muxian understood the cause and effect in an instant, and sensed a silk thread wrapped around his body in the void, which was the second love thread.

Yan Chuchen looked at Zhang Muxian intently, and saw that he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and his sackcloth covered his body, but he exuded a noble aura, and said secretly in his heart: "It is worthy of being the person that the ancestor has taken a fancy to, and his bearing alone is heartbreaking." Extrapolating from the age of the ancestor, this immortal master is at least three hundred years old, but there are no traces of age on his body, is he really an immortal in the sky?"

The two were silent, and after a long time, Zhang Muxian said, "Can the girl lead the way for Zhang?"

Yan Chuchen smiled when he heard this: "I should serve!" She was still thinking about how to bring this immortal master back to the immortal gate! The task of more than two hundred years of Duoxinzhai was completed in her hands, and she would definitely be rewarded by the master and all the ancestors.

Yan Chuchen jumped into Xuanwu Lake, Ling Bo took a slight step, and flew straight to the other side of the lake. She still had a trace of doubt in her heart, and she was willing to try this immortal master's kung fu.

Zhang Muxian stepped on the surface of the lake, giving birth to lotus step by step, seemingly strolling leisurely, but he did not fall into the dust.

Yan Chuchen glanced back, and found that this immortal master's kung fu was above him, so he didn't look back, and flew to the shore in one go.