Captain Sun looked happy, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, Master Lin!"
This stack of banknotes totaled 70,000 to 80,000 taels, which was not a small amount. It was just enough to appease the brothers. As the news of the birth of Xianfu was exposed, people's hearts were floating, and the brothers of the Feilong Gang Lingshui Helm were ready to take action. But in the end, it was just a painting, and him handing out real money was enough to stabilize people's hearts.
At this time, the group of Ye Xiuyun and Sun Nanting came over.
Ye Xiuyun said: "Junior brother, so many people have entered the Nulong River now. If they are allowed to enter the Tianhe Immortal Mansion first, it will be troublesome. The other six sects are not easy to explain anywhere."
Immediately, a group of people including Duan Peng, Zhou Zhijie and others also came.
Zhou Zhijie said: "Yes, junior brother, do you have any countermeasures?"
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's not that easy to enter the Immortal Mansion. Even if they enter, they will die. Besides, they won't be able to stay in Nulong River for long."
Duan Peng's heart suddenly trembled, and he said thoughtfully: "In that case, let's leave this matter to my junior brother, let's go!"
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Half an hour later, Ziyun County, Lingzhou.
In the private room of the restaurant, a handsome young man in white clothes was drinking.
Next to him, a woman in black clothes wearing a veil stood.
Immediately, a middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes came in, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master, the people from the Canglang Sword Sect and the Feilong Gang released all the people in the Jianghu section of the river they were responsible for into the Nulong River."
Mo Yan said with a smile: "It's better to block than to clear up. Not only can this avoid conflicts, but it also provides a group of free patrols. It's a good idea. You go find someone to kill some people and blame the Canglang Sword Sect."
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In the afternoon, on the Nulong River, a medium-sized sailboat floated down the river with a width of several hundred meters.
On the deck, dozens of Jianghu warriors gathered, hugging each other in groups, chatting and laughing, or watching the scenery on both sides of the river.
The noise of the birth of the Immortal Mansion must be quite big, so they don't need to deliberately observe it.
At this time, in a remote corner of the boat, an old man with white hair and patched clothes was holding a cigarette rod and taking a long puff of dry cigarettes.
Next to him, a girl of thirteen or fourteen frowned and said, "Grandpa, you smoke again!"
"Lingling, grandpa is wrong, stop smoking!"
After the old man finished speaking, he took two more puffs, put out the light, and put the cigarette rod away like a treasure.
At this time, Lingling said: "Grandpa, do you think we can find the Immortal Mansion?"
The old man said: "It's hard to say, but it is said that Immortal Mansion was born in the Lingzhou River section this time. Let's try our luck and maybe we can find Immortal Mansion."
"Grandpa, look at how he fell asleep. Is he also here to hunt for treasure?"
After a while, Lingling looked to the side and saw a young man in a green shirt lying on the deck with his hands crossed as a pillow, seemingly fast asleep.
The old man followed Lingling's gaze and was stunned. This guy paid money to get on the boat. Could it be that he was here to sleep?
After a while, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, a ship is coming towards us."
The old man heard the sound and looked around, only to see a similar sailboat approaching. The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, because he saw corpses strewn about on the ship, and the deck was stained red with blood. But how does a dead ship with no people sail against the wind?
"Lingling, follow grandpa quickly!"
He was horrified and pulled Lingling down to the cabin.
At this time, the warriors on the ship did not notice this. If a warrior does not practice to open his eyesight, his eyesight is not much stronger than that of ordinary people, so naturally he cannot see clearly that the approaching ship is a dead ship.
After a while, the two ships were close to each other, and the expressions of many warriors suddenly changed drastically, because they saw clearly that the ships were full of corpses!
The next moment, eight masked men in black holding long swords jumped out of the water and landed on the deck. They didn't say a word, they just drew their swords and killed, their swordsmanship was extremely high.
This group of martial arts warriors are all warriors and top masters at the lowest level, and there are also many innate masters, but they are no match for them.
In a moment, more than twenty martial artists fell to the ground. Many people chose to jump into the river.
However, as soon as those people fell into the water, there were screams and the river surface was dyed red with blood. The man who was so frightened that he wanted to jump into the river suddenly turned pale.
At this time, eight men in black were about to kill everyone in one fell swoop. Suddenly, a white sword light shot out from the entrance of the middle cabin and shot at a man in black.
Before the sword edge arrived, a sword intent had already cut into the sea of consciousness of the man in black. The man in black looked dull, as if he had lost his soul, and then his throat was pierced by the white sword light.
Immediately, the white sword light flashed, returned to the cabin door, turned into a long sword, and fell into the hands of a young man in white.
Beside the young man were two maids in white, with faces like the autumn moon and as cold as frost. Then, another old man with white hair came out, it was Lingling's grandfather.
Someone exclaimed: "It's Mr. Ye Lingfeng, the young master of Lingjian Villa!"
Many Jianghu warriors looked happy, stepped back, and gathered near Ye Lingfeng.
The remaining seven men in black looked at Ye Lingfeng solemnly. They also knew the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the reputation of the young master of Lingjian Villa. Just now, a man in black whose cultivation level was not lower than theirs was instantly killed by the opponent with a sword.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed from the opposite ship and landed on the deck. It was a man in black wearing a ghost-face mask.
The seven men in black clasped their fists together and said, "I see you, Your Majesty!"
These martial arts warriors were suddenly shocked and couldn't help but become worried. These men in black are already terrifying in their martial arts and swordsmanship, but now there is another leader of the men in black. This person's Qinggong is so terrifying, so his martial arts must not be much different. I don't know if Ye Lingfeng can resist this person.
The man in black with a grimace looked at Ye Lingfeng and said with a smile: "I have heard about Master Fa Tongxuan of Sword Spirit Sword for a long time. When I saw him today, he was really good!"
Ye Lingfeng said in a deep voice: "Who are you!"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that your fate is now in my hands!"
The man in black with a grimace smiled, then glanced at Bai Xue and Han Yue, and said with a smile: "She is indeed one of the most stunning beauties in a million. Let's take them as a bet. If you can catch my three moves, you can take them with you. Your two beautiful maids, as well as the others, leave alive. If you lose, I can let you go, but everyone else will die, and your two maids will also become my trophies!"
Ye Lingfeng's face suddenly darkened and his anger rose. He immediately felt that the voice and tone were vaguely familiar. By the way, it was the young man with unfathomable martial arts skills who helped the Feilong Gang at the Lingshui Town Pier. The voices and tone of their voices are so similar!
He confirmed his guess, his face was as gloomy as water, but he did not dare to reveal the other party's identity. Because this will inevitably cause the other party to silence you! Therefore, he said coldly: "Let me see why you say such nonsense!"
The next moment, the white sword light of the Feixue Sword in Ye Lingfeng's hand surged, turning into a white sword light and shooting towards the grim-faced man in black! Before the white sword light arrived, the Feixue Sword Spirit had already merged with his spirit and will, condensing an extremely condensed sword intent and slashing into the sea of consciousness of the man in black with a grimace.
