The sound of the waves, the green light on Qiu Yansheng's sword flickered, like a flat boat fluttering on the sea, which seemed incomparably small.

Guihaike is sturdy, seemingly a very direct and powerful person, but his demeanor is very elegant, like a scholar and ink scholar, his palm is lightly raised, the waves turn into a long dragon, and he suddenly falls towards Qiu Yansheng.

The long dragon opened its mouth, like roaring, and the dragon shuttled, and the wind and clouds were clear. Only a blue light stabbed in the oblique, and the sword qi flashed, and the water dragon froze, frozen in place, and it was difficult to move forward. Then, a ray of light bloomed from between the eyebrows of the water dragon, which was split in two, turned into water again, and tilted down from mid-air to form a water curtain.

The water curtain blocked the line of sight, and from the water curtain, there was a water dragon drilled out, Qiu Yansheng raised his sword to meet him, and suddenly condensed a water dragon behind him, and the aura surged between the roars, and the earthquake trembled.

Qiu Yansheng is in this wind and rain, not moving like a mountain, his face is calm, his demeanor is self-generated between one move and one style, not like a killing move, such as a dancer dancing a sword, it is this fluttering, slashing the water dragon one after another, it seems to be relaxed.

One is hidden, and the other is born. At the same time, one water curtain after another was formed around Qiu Yansheng, like a mille-feuille water mirror, blinding all his vision and perception. Guihaike has turned this competition platform into its own domain and occupies the geographical advantage.

Qiu Yansheng was always calm, the original silver-white long sword seemed to turn cyan, and the halo flowed, swimming between the water dragon and water curtains. He staggered his steps, so he simply closed his eyes and listened to the sound with both ears.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and the human sword was one, only turning into a cyan sword shadow, passing through the three layers of water curtain. The blade of the sword suddenly shone cold, and behind the three layers of water curtains, a figure was finally revealed.

Guihaike raised his hand, and suddenly poked out two fingers in front of him, holding back the touch of greenness. Qiu Yansheng secretly said "arrogant", the strength in his hand was even greater, and the long sword advanced a few points, and fell between the eyebrows of the Guihai guest in an instant.

The blue light dissipated, all the water curtains fell in an instant, and Dalang returned to calm. On the water, there are two figures, each with a fierce look, and each with a calm. Qiu Yansheng raised his sword, and the tip of the sword pierced into Guihaike's eyebrows for a few minutes, and a stream of blood ran down the bridge of his nose, fell to the tip of his nose, and finally fell to the surface of the water, turning red.

Some of the disciples of the Blue Scar Sect cheered, and their pride was very strong. The momentum made by the sea guest just now can be described as shocking, but such a strong man is still defeated by Qiu Yansheng's sword.

Some disciples subconsciously looked at Qingjian Zhenren, but saw that whether it was Qingjian Zhenren or Mu Liuyan, they all had subtle expressions, but there was no smile.

In the stands, Qiu Yansheng's legs suddenly weakened, and he fell backwards into the water, making a splash. The sea that originally seemed unfathomable was unfathomable, but at this moment, it was only half of Qiu Yansheng's body, and he didn't pass his feet.

The long sword was dim, and it was caught between the two fingers of the Guihai guest. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the long sword fell into the water, and there was no place to go. He said lightly: "Brother Qiu, I have conceded." ”

Qiu Yansheng's throat voice was hoarse, standing half-propped, his face was pale, and he looked extremely difficult, with big droplets of beans and water slipping down his face, I don't know if it was water or sweat. Falling between her lips, looking at her expression, the taste of this droplet must be bitter.

"Poison, vile!" he said, almost squeezing the sentence out between his teeth.

When the returnee heard this, he smiled even more, and suddenly covered his face with his hands, looking very comfortable, looked at Qiu Yansheng, and said, "Brother Qiu, you are careless." ”

When the disciples of the Blue Scar Sect saw this, their faces immediately turned ugly. There is a person who is a junior disciple, and he said loudly: "What's going on, it's clear that Senior Brother Qiu has won, this stranger is cheating!"

There are people who are senior brothers, and they hurriedly stop drinking, winning or losing should be frank, and playing tricks is the behavior of villains, and they are despised. explained casually: "This water is poisonous, Senior Brother Qiu only cares about taking the move, but he ignores the water under his feet, and is unconsciously eroded by the toxin, and has no chance of winning." ”

Most of the juniors and disciples are just entering the sect, and they are young and vigorous, not to mention that the means of returning to the sea are not very glorious, and they have always been despised by righteous monks.

It's just that there are 3,000 avenues, but how can there be no one poisonous path? Existence is reasonable, and no one can overturn this situation.

Qiu Yansheng clenched his teeth and glanced at Qingjian Zhenren, but Qingjian Zhenren lowered his eyes and ignored it. Looking at it from afar, thousands of eyes fell on him. At this moment, he really wanted to find a hole in the ground and get into it, which made him feel more ashamed than to appear in the form of a pig's head.

He reluctantly took out the long sword from the water, and there was already a monstrous killing intent in his heart, and he longed to cut the Guihaike into eighty-one pieces with a single sword. But he still put away his sword and clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "Qiu lost." ”

In just four words, everyone felt depressed in their ears, but there were also many disciples of the Blue Scar Sect who looked at each other and smiled lightly: "Misfortune and fortune are relied on, and Senior Brother Qiu is defeated, and he has not escaped a catastrophe." "Anyone who said this regarded Qiu Yansheng as a victim of the sect's friendship, but they didn't know that he really liked it.

No man shall be disguised, and no sea shall be measured. There are few fools who measure the seawater, and there are many laypeople who judge people by their appearance.

The long sword, swinging lightly, I don't know if the sword is trembling, or the wrist is trembling. Guihaike glanced at Qiu Yansheng again, and said in surprise: "Since Brother Qiu admits defeat, why can't he go down?"

Qiu Yansheng didn't say a word, turned around, jumped down, and left the competition platform to Guihaike alone. Qingjian Zhenren opened his eyes and said softly: "The big husband can bend and stretch, wonderful." This seat only thinks that this kid is impetuous, and I never thought that he would have such a stoic side. ”

"The teacher is ready to clean up for you, but you can bear it. He laughed again.

Beside him, Mu Liuyan heard this, and suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Nest." ”

In this regard, Qingjian Zhenren just smiled bitterly and did not refute it. It is obviously not wise to argue with a woman, especially a woman who is quite unreasonable. And the person behind Mu Liuyan who stood with a sword like an entourage also said: "As a man, it's really a bit of a nest." ”

Qingjian Zhenren's eyes swept over this person, this person's cultivation is profound, and he is not far behind him, but he is willing to stand behind Mu Liuyan and act as an entourage. And seeing Mu Liuyan's expression, he is still quite impatient, there are many eccentrics in the world, I can't tell, I can't tell!

If there is such a strong man who can follow behind, the real people of Qingjian can wake up with a smile in their dreams. However, since the day of the practice, I don't know how many years I haven't dreamed.

And Mu Liuyan said angrily: "Yan Chen, you can make it clear, what do you mean by this? Is it possible to look down on women like me?"

The person who was called Yan Chen also smiled bitterly. When he opened his mouth to desire, he hurriedly closed it, looked at his nose and nose, and looked at his heart, obviously he was also well versed in this, and knew that he couldn't argue with Mu Liuyan.

Mu Liuyan's voice was undisguised, and the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect beside him, there were thin-skinned people, with their heads lowered and their cheeks crimson, as if it was an extremely humiliating thing to follow behind their own sect master. The two main protagonists on the competition platform and a person who was killed halfway were briefly forgotten.

Guihai Kelang laughed and attracted everyone's attention. He asked, "I wonder if there are still people who want to compete with Zaixia?"

If you want to marry Zhang Cuihua, it is naturally limited to the younger generation, and when you see the prestige shown by the returning seafarers, whether you are indignant or just amazed, how can anyone dare to come to power?

Even if there are people who can fight with him, they don't covet Zhang Cuihua and don't want to wade into this troubled water. If he wins, it is meaningless, and if he loses, won't he lose face like Qiu Yansheng? Not to mention this, he will also have a lascivious reputation, which will make the world laugh at him.

After three sounds, no one answered, Zhang Cuihua touched the ground on tiptoe and fell on the stage. Guihaike turned around, glanced at the woman up and down, and laughed: "I can assert that Miss Zhang must be a plump beauty." Compared with those skinny people, a woman like Miss Zhang is more pleased. ”

"Do you dare to assert?" Zhang Cuihua suddenly sneered, some cold, some sarcastic, inexplicable, competing against each other.

This strange person in the Eastern Regions is really not likeable, Rao is a guest below, and he has no kindness to him, only cold.

Guihaike chuckled, conjured a folding fan out of nowhere, shook it lightly on his chest, raised his hand and said, "Miss Zhang, please first." ”

Offstage, even if you sit in the corner, it will inevitably attract attention. Qiu Yansheng swallowed a pill and breathed silently, pressing his fingers on his knees, and his fingertips were pinched white.

Zhang Cuihua will not be polite to the returning guests, without saying a word, and will go forward. The hands are also white, showing a plump beauty, as white as jade. The hand directs the dance, and a hundred flowers bloom on the competition platform. Suddenly, this side of the world was filled with a strange fragrance.

The returnee immediately raised his fan and held back his breath, as if this faint fragrance was a snake and scorpion. Zhang Cuihua said coldly: "The old lady is not as insidious as you!"

Since ancient times, the more gorgeous the more dangerous, although this flower is beautiful and fragrant, but there is no poison that hurts people.

She claimed to be a fool, but she made Guihaike stunned. The women in the world, which one is not the left sentence "concubine" and the right sentence "slave family", reserved, which one is so spicy?

In a trance, Zhang Cuihua had already hit his side, and he suddenly felt a burst of fragrant wind coming to his nose, his facial features were loosened, and even the folding fan hung down a few points. It then hung down and lifted it up at a faster speed, blocking a turquoise wicker.

The wicker fell on top of the folding fan, wound it twice, and suddenly tightened, and the folding fan was broken into two pieces. This folding fan is nothing but mortal, and it is hastily lifted by the returning seafarers, how can it block the blow of the wicker?

At this time, Guihaike smiled and said: "The girl's character is quite right, and today, I will go to the Eastern Regions with me and share the leisure!"

Between the words, he had already raised his hand, and the blue brick and solid wood competition platform suddenly set off a stormy wave, and it was more violent than before. Just let it make waves on the stage, but it does not shed a single bit, showing its exquisite control.

He was clearly a zhang in front of Zhang Cuihua, and when the water curtain was raised, the wicker in Zhang Cuihua's hand penetrated the water curtain, poked out several zhang, and strangled back and forth, but only touched an emptiness.

The wicker moved in an instant, and the radius moved, rippling up from all around, shattering all the water curtains. Everywhere the eye looks, everything is empty.