That flash of pink that shocked the world went straight towards the old man in linen on the bow of the boat.
Regardless of the reason, there is no trend at all.
It was as if we met him halfway and bumped into him.
The children of the aristocratic families on the boat were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They only knew that they were lucky today.
I met a living god, and at the same time it seemed like I was about to be killed by this bad-tempered living god.
There was only the old man standing at the bow of the ship.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
When the stream of light wrapped in pink petals, carrying the power of an unrivaled sword, was about to crash into the entire ship.
I don't see how big the old man's body is.
His legs were slightly bent, then stretched again, and his whole body swooped directly upwards, heading straight towards the pink light.
The bow of the boat that he stepped on seemed to be squeezed by a huge weight, causing the river surface to sink to almost ninety degrees in an instant.
A huge bowl appeared on the river.
As the remaining power on the bow slowly disappeared.
The river surface rebounded, pushing the entire ship to slide backwards at extremely high speed.
boom.
A huge sound suddenly came from the sky above the Guangling River.
Huge ripples instantly appeared on the river surface below, until the burly figure landed on the river surface again, with his feet standing on the river surface as if walking on flat ground.
The red-pink figure that struck directly flew away.
He landed on the far shore and dug several deep pits into the ground before slowly stopping his expression.
The red pink gradually faded away, revealing the tall figure dressed in white and wearing a half-mask, whose gender could not be distinguished.
"Beili Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, Wenjian Liyang and all the martial arts masters!"
After the white-clothed figure stabilized his figure, the three-foot cold light in his hand pointed directly at the ground.
His expression was still arrogant.
"Hmph, the swordsman from Beili."
"You dare to wander around in my world, don't you think you'll die happily?"
"I, Wang Xianzhi, will learn the style of Beili Sword Immortal today!"
The old monster from Emperor Wu City had his arms spread wide, and the surging Qi around him was like boiling water, and the entire river echoed it.
There were bursts of muffled thunder sounds, as if a giant gluttonous beast was about to appear in the river.
And the Xue Yue Sword Immortal who claimed to be from Beili had obviously heard of Li Yang Wang Xianzhi.
The eyes under the mask suddenly felt regretful.
But now that we have taken action, there is no reason to flee without a fight.
What's more, she may not be able to escape in front of this old man who is rumored to be invincible.
Fight to the death over there!
…
It is still three hundred miles away from Wudang Mountain.
"The fight started."
Wu Changqing rode his horse forward slowly, and the girl in purple leaned behind Wu Changqing.
He hugged his waist tightly with his hands, and he seemed a little sleepy, his little head was swaying and taking a nap.
"Young friend, how many moves by Wang Xianzhi can kill this person?"
Deng Tai'a led the donkey, asked the child to sit on the horse, and followed Wu Changqing's horse slowly.
I couldn't help but asked curiously.
"How many moves?"
"I think if Wang Xianzhi is serious, one punch will be enough."
Wu Changqing carefully felt the two qi forces with huge disparity in power, shook his head and chuckled.
This was the first time that he personally felt Wang Xianzhi's energy.
how to say……
Compared to him, a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi refining, in terms of the strength of his internal energy.
And even taller than him.
If I were to fight against the other party now.
Most likely they won't be able to withstand a serious punch from the opponent.
"He is indeed the invincible creature who defeated Li Chungang back then."
"It's Liyang Jianghu... no, it may be an insurmountable mountain in the entire Jianghu."
Wu Changqing couldn't help but sigh.
"What? You are only thirteen years old and you are now discouraged?"
Deng Tai'a suddenly laughed.
Wu Changqing smiled and said nothing and did not answer.
Unable to surpass?
It's a joke, when you enter the foundation building stage, you will definitely be able to argue with the opponent with your fists.
How could it not be surpassed?
All the way after that.
Both of them were chatting without saying anything.
Deng Tai'a was not in a hurry to teach that sword.
Wu Changqing is not in a hurry to learn that sword.
Until the two of them walked into the evening, they were only thirty miles away from Wudang Mountain.
"That's almost it. Deng and his little friend had a great chat."
"I hope to meet again and discuss swordsmanship with my little friend."
Deng Tai'a suddenly stopped and said with a smile.
"Is that Sui Xiegu?"
In Wu Changqing's perception, the kendo atmosphere that did not belong to Deng Tai'a had already crossed the sky and was only a few miles away from him.
It should be arriving soon.
Another person who wants to take him as his disciple...
"What Deng said before is true to his word. Here is a block for the little friend."
"In addition, the sword that Deng uses to make friends is the next sword that will stop this senior."
"My little friend, please don't let Deng down."
Deng Tai'a let go of the donkey's reins and placed the peach blossom branch held in his left hand on his right hand.
Wu Changqing ignored him and rode straight forward.
"Mrs. Deng!"
"If you dare to hinder me from recruiting disciples, I will definitely kill you."
"Every year I go to your grave and burn inferior swords for you!"
Before anyone arrived, an extremely majestic sound, like the great bell of the sun, came from afar.
Wu Changqing frowned slightly as he felt this breathtaking aura.
But he still didn't stop moving forward.
"Then Deng will have to wait and see."
"Sword rises!"
Deng Tai'a laughed and stepped forward.
At the same time, the peach blossom branch in his hand was slightly raised.
On both sides of the mountain road where the two of them were, countless trees began to stir.
Countless green leaves seemed to turn into flying swords with cold light, which he controlled to fly up to the sky.
Until the old man with white beard and white eyebrows came with a sword.
Big sleeves fluttering.
There are also a large group of bamboo poles containing sword intent floating around.
When facing Deng Tai'a who used green leaves as swords, he used bamboo poles as swords. Although neither of them had actual swords in their hands, they were better than countless swordsmen in the world and could use all things as swords!
Both sides are the top swordsman masters in the world.
A battle between the two is bound to be a battle between dragon and tiger.
"My little friend, I forgot to tell you that with this sword of mine, the sword energy fills the world."
Wu Changqing's figure has moved away so that no shadow can be seen.
Deng Tai'a still said with a chuckle.
next moment.
Green leaves versus green bamboo.
It is the struggle between heaven and earth.
There was that moment.
Above the dark night sky, a white light bloomed that made everything in the world eclipse.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was sleeping next to Wu Changqing on horseback, was awakened by the white light.
Subconsciously, he wiped the saliva on Wu Changqing's back.
Then I suddenly woke up.
He looked at Wu Changqing cautiously.
As a result, Wu Changqing at this moment had an expressionless face.
His eyes, as bright as stars, were already filled with thousands of sword lights.
This sword energy fills the world.
He accepted it.
