In rivers and lakes, whether it is a river or a lake, it is an eternal truth that big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp.

If you want to live a carefree life in it, the first thing you have to do is to become a big big enough fish. And the process of becoming a big fish is the process of small fish eating dried shrimp.

The first to strike was Bai Wanjian, the head disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect who had taught Jiang Feng in the past, and even when Jiang Feng was the hope of the Snow Mountain Sect. At this time, although he had already guessed that Jiang Feng was wronged by Shi Zhongyu, he would rather be Jiang Feng as an accomplice, only in this way could his efforts over the years have a little comforting reward.

A stunned sword, this is the most basic cloud-piercing style in the Snow Mountain School's introductory swordsmanship. At this time, in the hands of Bai Wanjian, there was a special momentum, as if there was an infinite snow mountain school swordsmanship contained in it, the tip of the sword, the body of the sword, the hilt of the sword, a slight change, there were infinite backstrokes pouring out.

No matter how delicate the flowers in the greenhouse are, they can't withstand the blow of wind and rain after all, and only after they have endured the real wind and rain can they bloom the most beautiful color.

The years of the rivers and lakes have tempered Bai Wanjian's heart and Bai Wanjian's sword. Speaking from the heart, if it is really more serious and start with Xiang Danian, although Xiang Danian's ever-changing and varied Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles are unpredictable, but the two of them can't fight for thirty moves, Xiang Danian will be cut by Bai Wanjian under the sword.

Jiang Feng's sword was fast, Bai Wanjian naturally knew this, so he didn't use the complicated swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain Sect to deal with Jiang Feng.

This cloud-piercing style is the culmination of Bai Wanjian's thrilling battles in the rivers and lakes over the years, and it is a sword that fully exerts its advantages in speed and internal strength.

To deal with Jiang Feng's fast sword, Bai Wanjian chose the easiest and most difficult path. It is easy to say because once a fast swordsman encounters a sword faster than himself, he has no ability to resist.

However, can Bai Wanjian's sword really be faster than Jiang Feng's sword?

Draw the sword, draw the sword, stab directly, close the sword......

A blue light flashed, and the thin blade broke through the barrier of the air, and came with the sound of the "Hehe" wind, as if teleporting to Bai Wanjian's eyes.

Quick sword to fast sword, straight stab to straight stab.

Bai Wanjian suddenly only felt it

Everything in his eyes seemed to have come to a standstill, and only a blue light sword slowly came. At this time, he could only watch the long sword, motionless, as if it had been frozen in the air.

His right hand leaned forward, his long sword was straight, and the Cloud Piercing Style of the Snow Mountain Sect had been exerted to the extreme. Even his father, Mr. Weide, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, would not be better than him in this swordsmanship.

However, Jiang Feng's sword suddenly became bigger and bigger.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's 10,000 years, maybe, it's just Bai Wanjian's kung fu of a flow of thoughts.

Bai Wanjian only felt that the entire heaven and earth seemed to have been filled with a bit of cyan sword blade.

"Smack!"

The wind is from the dragon, and the cloud is from the tiger. As the so-called carp leaps over the dragon gate, this red-tailed golden carp is even more extraordinary, it seems to feel something, and suddenly I don't know where the strength comes from, the red tail swings, and it is a leap.

The cold feeling came into his mind through Bai Wanjian's face, this cloud-piercing style had been exhausted, every point, every millimeter, was exerted to the extreme by his Bai Wanjian. However, at this time, Bai Wanjian's front was already empty, only a few droplets on his cheeks were splashed by the red-tailed golden carp, which caused Bai Wanjian to wipe it involuntarily.

"Senior brother, you have nothing to do!"

"Big Brother ......"

The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect just felt a burst of blue light burst out from Jiang Feng's hand, and then, Jiang Feng and his figure were separated from Bai Wanjian's figure, and immediately, Bai Wanjian's whole person was stunned in place.

"It's okay, I'm fine......"

Bai Wanjian spoke very slowly, his eyes were still looking straight ahead, and at this time, under his sideburns, two drops of sweat flowed down involuntarily.

His hand was still gripping the sword, tight, tighter than ever.

The red-tailed golden carp that woke up Bai Wanjian did not return to the river as he wished, nor did it fall to the ground outside the barrel, and a pair of slender and powerful palms had already held it in his hands at some point.

"What a red-tailed golden carp, eighty taels of silver, it's really not expensive!"

After saying that, Jiang Feng flicked the sleeve of his right hand, and a small cloth bag had already flown out of the air and fell into the arms of the fisherman impartially.

The fisherman's boy hurriedly opened the cloth bag thrown by Jiang Feng at this time. It was a handful of gold leaves, each of which had more than one tael, and these ten gold leaves were worth more than 100 taels according to today's one-for-eleven official exchange.

The fisherman bit in disbelief, and had to say that in terms of distinguishing the authenticity of gold and silver, everyone in this world does have their own set of effective methods.

Looking at the fisherman's face that was happy, struggling and hesitant, Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry about it, these are all yours!"

When he can improve his martial arts strength, Jiang Feng will never be stingy with the gold and silver in his hands.

At this time, Bai Wanjian, who finally came back to his senses, blocked the people of the Snow Mountain Sect behind him, and said to Jiang Feng: "Jiang Feng, don't think that you can escape the pursuit of the Snow Mountain Sect by learning a few crooked swordsmanship, you are lucky today, let's go!"

However, Jiang Feng didn't take Bai Wanjian's threat to heart at all, he didn't even turn around, he just turned sideways to face the people of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Bai Wanjian's right hand was always on the hilt of the sword when he spoke, but until the end, he still didn't have the courage to swing that sword, even if he might never have such a good chance to make a sword in his life.

"You don't have to worry, when the next things are done, you will definitely go to the Snow Mountain Sect and learn the peerless swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain Sect. ”

The more bland the tone, sometimes the more powerful it is to listen to the ears of others.

"Okay, the Snow Mountain Sect is waiting for you!"

Bai Wanjian deliberately bit a heavy syllable on the word "waiting", and then he waved his hand, and the rest of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples followed him out and walked towards the boat.

"This, Brother Jiang......"

Xiang Danian saw that Jiang Feng and the Snow Mountain faction had a complete falling out, and the two sides seemed to have some unsolvable grudges.

At this time, Jiang Feng was carrying the red-tailed golden carp, and said to Xiang Danian indifferently: "Brother Xiang, why do you look at me like this, that boat was not bought by the Snow Mountain Sect, so we naturally still have to sit on it." ”

After that, Jiang Feng left immediately, only Xiang Danian sighed, so he had to follow hastily.