Inside the house, Yang Pan'er's wails became much weaker.
If you want to connect with the natal sword, you must insert the flying sword into your body.
Naturally, I couldn't hear what happened on the deck.
The conflict on this ferry has become increasingly difficult to control.
The short-beating man received a slap from Zhao Ji, and his face turned blue and white. After a moment, he became furious.
He raised his fist and punched Zhao Ji.
The fists are opened and closed, full of domineering power,
Zhao Ji's expression changed slightly, she had no idea that this man was actually a martial artist, and he was a strong man in the Kaifu realm whose body had been tempered to the point of internal organs.
Although he also gave birth to four tails, compared with a martial artist, especially a martial artist from the fourth realm, he was still far behind.
She couldn't help but glance at Shen Yu in the distance. The latter was still wandering thousands of miles away, as if he wasn't paying any attention to her.
Zhao Ji had no choice but to dodge.
"If you don't draw your sword, this opportunity will be gone."
Shen Yu suddenly spoke.
Zhao Ji was stunned.
The next moment, a figure walked out of the cabin.
Following Qi Qi was a cyan flying sword.
The sword light split the air and turned into a beam of light that hit the man's heart.
The short-beater's eyes narrowed, and he was a little confused by the sudden attack. No one could have imagined that two practitioners would appear one after another at this mortal ferry, one of which was a sword cultivator.
But before he had time to think about it, he stretched out his palms, and a thick aura blocked him in front of him.
The flying sword collided with the air shield, making a roaring sound.
Yang Pan'er shouted angrily: "Broken!"
The warrior's air shield instantly showed a crack like a broken mirror. The next moment, the entire air shield shattered into pieces, and then the whole air shield began to collapse.
The Qingxuan Sword passed through the man's palms and stabbed directly into his heart. Instead of blood splattering as expected, it made a dull sound like the collision of metal. The latter was hit by the sword energy and his whole body flew away instantly. Got out.
Yang Pan'er's face was full of surprise, and she stared blankly at the sword in her hand. ..
Is this sword cultivation?
No one could have imagined that just relying on his own cultivation in the Taoist realm, the natal sword that he had just refined would be so powerful.
Shen Yu looked at all this indifferently.
The short-striking man was knocked away and then hit the cabin. The wooden cabin door shattered instantly without impact. Soon, the man rushed out again and glared at the girl in front of him.
He pointed at the boat girl on the side and said angrily: "These ungrateful guys, I did this deliberately to remind you not to get on the pirate ship. Since they are all practitioners, I don't bother to care about them." Already."
After saying that, he led several other people and left directly to another cabin.
Yang Pan'er and Zhao Ji looked at each other, feeling baffled.
Subconsciously he looked at Shen Yu.
The latter's eyes narrowed slightly and his expression was calm.
Seeing that the conflict was over, Yang Pan'er stepped forward and said excitedly, "My natal sword has been refined."
Shen Yu said: "It's my sword."
Yang Pan'er immediately grimaced and said impatiently: "I've already borrowed it, so don't talk about your sword."
"Okay, the next opponent is the pair of boat girls."
Yang Pan'er's eyes widened and she asked in confusion: "Why? They are just mortals."
Shen Yu said calmly: "Back then, there was a person who used the same method to refine her natal sword. After that, she couldn't control the sword energy in her body, so she found a big demon to barely consume the sword energy. If you think you can handle it, You don’t have to fight.”
What Shen Yu was talking about was of course Lu Caiwei. The woman's sword energy entered her body that day and continued to expand her Dantian spiritual sea. However, the sword energy in her body was getting more and more, and in the end, it almost burst her entire body.
Fortunately, I encountered a He Yao later, and after the sword energy was consumed, the hidden danger disappeared.
Today, Yang Paner also needs
Do this.
This incredible cultivation technique was just a random method that Taixuan thought of back then.
Except for Lu Caiwei, no one has ever seen it before.
Yang Pan'er never knew how much this opportunity would help her practice in the future. The more sword energy, the wider the spiritual sea that can be opened, and the more spiritual energy of heaven and earth can be accommodated.
As for why she had a fight with the boat girl and her daughter, Shen Yu naturally had his reasons.
Shen Yu said: "Follow me."
Yang Pan'er said: "What are you doing?"
Shen Yu didn't say anything. He walked to the stern of the boat in a few steps and stood quietly in front of the boat girl.
"You are the only boat at this ferry, but I heard that ten years ago, there used to be three ferries here."
Shen Yu asked calmly.
Yang Pan'er heard the meaning, moved her fingers slightly, and the Qingxuan Sword made a trembling whistle, as if it would break through the air at any time.
When the boat girl heard this, her face turned pale and she frantically stirred the corners of her clothes.
But the old boatman stopped what he was doing and explained: "The little old man has lived in this Meandering River for thirty years. In the early ten years, there were three ferries, but in recent years there have been fewer and fewer people crossing the river. Others The two boats then sailed to the downstream ferry."
Shen Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, turned to Yang Pan'er and said, "Use your sword intent to detect the oar."
Yang Pan'er was a little stunned, but soon released a trace of sword intent, and moved towards the huge oar in the boatman's hand. From what he could see with his sword sense, the oar was filled with black air, and countless innocent souls roared.
ah!
Yang Pan'er couldn't help shouting.
That paddle, just by looking at the thousands of innocent souls wrapped around it, you can tell how many mortals it killed.
Practitioners cannot practice as ordinary people. This is an iron law promulgated by the academy.
Shen Yu sat on the bamboo chair and said casually: "There have been no ghost cultivators in the spiritual wasteland for many years. You can sacrifice this ghost weapon and practice a large-scale technique. However, the little girl needs to practice swords. I don’t have an evenly matched opponent, so I have to use you to practice.”
Yang Pan'er couldn't help but snorted, but made no sound.
The boatman's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "The old man can't understand what the young master said."
Shen Yu looked at the boat girl aside and said calmly: "It's not that you don't understand, it's that you don't want to understand."
The boatman still looked confused and puzzled.
At this time, the boat girl also walked quietly to her father's side, with a look of fear on her face.
Seeing this, Yang Pan'er said kindly, "Don't be afraid of this sister, what Shen Yu said is true."...
"Our father and daughter have never killed anyone, so how could they be some kind of ghost cultivator that the young master mentioned?" the boat girl said anxiously.
Shen Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Most of the people in this world are dead when they die. Only some women with extremely yin physiques, if their souls are lingering before death, they are likely to fall into a state of neither death nor life. To maintain her life, it requires the blood and essence of countless people's wronged souls. Over the years, many people on this ferry, including the other two boats, have died under your father's oars."
Yang Pan'er was shocked and said, "How is it possible for that boat lady to live or die?"
