Chapter Seventy-Four: Seeking the Twin Swords

The lonely boat is independent, and the figure of the arch bridge covers the scorching sun, leaving patches of shade. With a little warm wind from the sky and a little chill on the river, it is quite pleasant.

The inner kung fu is practiced to a high level, the internal strength runs through the whole body, and the whole body is free to send and receive at will, and the water is just as ordinary.

That Shi Qing came from under the Shangqing Guan Sect, and the internal strength of the sect was also good. This time it flew by, and it was three feet away. When he got his feet and water, his internal strength surged, and he stepped on it twice. The water was only below his knees, and it flew out again, one in the air, and two feet away, and landed steadily at the end of the river wind boat.

"Come alone, the master of the stone village is so courageous!"

Jiang Feng was still sitting quietly at the stern of the boat at this time, and said lightly to Na Shi Qing.

"Jiang Shaoxia, the dog offended Shaoxia a lot in the past, Shi Qing is here to make a compensatory to Shaoxia first!"

After saying that, Shi Qing actually clasped his fists with both hands and bowed deeply to Jiang Feng. It must be known that a master who has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time like Shi Qing, unless he meets a senior master who has a deep relationship with him or has great grace, otherwise, he would rather die than bow his head.

But now, for the sake of the jade in the stone, even with the arrogance and style of the black and white swords over the years, in the end, it still can't withstand the heart of protecting his beloved son.

However, in the mere moment where Shi Qing lowered his head and looked up, the original position of Jiang Feng suddenly became empty.

"This ......"

The so-called bystander Qing, the authorities are fascinated, when Shi Qing set his eyes on Min Rou, he suddenly found that Min Rou's eyes were only staring at the bluestone arch bridge on the boat.

However, before Shi Qing could see the scene on the bridge clearly, the boat had been pushed under the arch bridge by the current.

The noonday sun reflected a slight wave of drinking water with golden light, and at a glance, it seemed like a warmth surging from the river, which was the color of hope and warmth.

However, under the shadow of the bluestone arch bridge, everything in front of Shi Qing's eyes was shrouded in a deep blue-green. Although the faint light does not turn black, the vitality seems to gradually dissipate at this time.

The boat swayed, out of the arch bridge, Shi Qing's feet made a force, and the whole person had already taken off into the air. It was almost at the same time as Min Rou, who rushed over from the side, that he arrived on the bluestone arch bridge.

However, when the two came to the bridge, they could already see Jiang Feng's figure speeding towards the streets and alleys in the distance.

"Chase!"

They have studied art for many years, and the two have been married for many years, and they have already reached the realm of having a soul.

Jiang Feng's coming here was by no means a chance encounter, thinking that the two had just entered Zhenjiang Mansion, they had already been discovered by Jiang Feng. But no matter what Jiang Feng's purpose is, the two of them have to go to see what it is, as for whether they can defeat Jiang Feng, or whether Jiang Feng has any traps, the two have no effort to consider.

Zhenjiang Mansion is already close to Jiangnan, and the architecture here has been influenced by Jiangnan. The lanes along the street are quite narrow, and they are located in different heights.

From time to time, the smoke of cooking, the sound of calling, and the sound of street vendors closing their stalls embellish a trace of vitality and vitality here.

Shi Qing and his wife's light work comes from Shangqing Guan, although the internal force is not as deep as Jiang Feng, but between running, it is not inferior to Jiang Feng's speed.

It's a pity that although Shi Qing and his wife are fast, Jiang Feng's speed is not slow under the blessing of internal force. Although Shi Qing and his wife always followed Jiang Feng's figure along the way, they never caught up with Jiang Feng's trace.

The two sides ran for more than ten miles in a row, straight from the west end of Zhenjiang Mansion to the east end, and after the figure of Jiang Feng in front of them suddenly jumped into a house that looked a little abandoned, although Shi Qing and his wife had some breath, they still followed without hesitation.

However, at the moment when the two of them jumped into the courtyard of the mansion, two golden flying needles suddenly volleyed into the air, directly hitting the door of the two people.

This sudden change happened when the two of them were in the air and had nowhere to borrow. The instinct of the two of them was that the black and white swords were unsheathed together, dancing out of two brilliant sword flowers, and the Dao sword shadows were staggered, completely protecting the two of them.

At the same time, the internal strength of the two sank, and in an instant, they had already used the kung fu of a thousand catties at the same time. However, as soon as the two of them fell, they found that a big pit had already been dug behind the courtyard wall. It's just that a thin layer of cloth is sprinkled with loess to cover it.

Shi Qing and his wife couldn't change their tricks at this time, and they let out two exclamations, and each fell into Jiang Feng's trap.

"Senior sister, let's go!"

For the people of the rivers and lakes, the trap means the fear of the unknown, and it may only be a deep pit inside, or it may be countless upside-down blades.

At the moment of crisis, Shi Qing suddenly grabbed Min Rou's right hand and threw Min Rou upwards with all the internal force of his body. Although he fell faster because of this, it still saved the two of them from falling into this trap together.

However, before Min Rou in the depths of the air could call Shi Qing, she saw a blue light suddenly attack.

Although Min Rou is a woman, her kung fu is almost not under Shi Qing, and after so many years of experience in the rivers and lakes, she instinctively stabbed out with a backhand sword. It was like a flat boat, instantly wrenched into the whirlpool in the middle of the vast sea.

It's a pity that as soon as her Ice and Snow Divine Sword Fang and the blue light were intertwined, she felt an amazing force coming from it. At the moment when she was unsteady in her grip on the sword, Jiang Feng's figure suddenly swept in front of her after the green light, and when she raised her hand, a palm attacked.

Min Rou, who had nowhere to unload her strength in the air, had no choice but to muster up the little internal force in her body and really fought hard with the other party.

As expected, as soon as the palms of the two sides came into contact, the internal force in Jiang Feng's palm, which had been prepared, poured out together. In an instant, he devoured all of Min Rou's palm power, and by the way, it was mixed with boundless power, shaking Min Rou out of the house.

However, although Min Rouren was gone, the Ice and Snow Sword in his hand was left behind by Jiang Feng.

"Senior sister!"

Shi Qing, who had just fallen into the trap and found that it was just an ordinary pit, came back to his senses and saw that Min Rou had suffered a big loss, so he made a strong leap towards it.

It's a pity that what greeted Shi Qing was still a blue light, and it was a more rapid blue light.

Shi Qing, who forcibly lifted the internal force one after another, was already extremely unstable at this time, and the long sword in his hand was cut out, and he couldn't help but lose half a point immediately.

It was at this half a minute distance, Jiang Feng's long sword in his hand stabbed violently, and Shi Qing only felt that the top of the Divine Gate in his right hand was like a heavy blow. In an instant, he felt a feeling of paralysis surging over, and when Jiang Feng's figure moved, he had already taken away all the black and white swords.

"Thank you to the owner and his wife for the sword, and I will say goodbye ......"

As the voice faded away, Jiang Feng's figure soon disappeared without a trace in the distance.