Li Chungang said self-deprecatingly, "When I was young, I wanted to be Ancestor Lu, which is exactly the same as Qi Xuanzhen. It's just that I liked Ancestor Lu's sword, while Qi Xuanzhen was Ancestor Lu's Dao. That's why I liked to use Ancestor Lu's flying sword to take people's heads, but I was scolded by Qi Xuanzhen. This old Daoist sat on the Devil Slaying Platform and said something about the two of them fighting, the upper part chopping off the neck and the lower part chopping off the liver and lungs. So what if the flying sword was a thousand miles away? Listen, isn't this tone very arrogant? At that time, This Old Man was disheartened and willingly admitted defeat. In addition, he saw this guy who was both friend and foe flying in the white rainbow with his own eyes. He really had nothing to say. At that time, he felt that maybe he was wrong. Qi Xuanzhen had comprehended the Longevity Physique. This Old Man who had one foot in Celestial Phenomenon and one foot in Earth Immortal retreated a thousand miles. After going down the mountain, one of his arms was chopped off and he fell into Finger Mystery Realm. He didn't dare to say anything about slaying a flood dragon. However, after all these years under the Tide-listening Pavilion, he understood a simple truth. Hey, Qi Xuanzhen, this old urchin, deliberately misled me! "
Hsu Fengnian sighed softly. The ship no longer swayed when it entered the river. Back then, it was an eye-opener for him and Old Huang. After a long time, the old God of Swords finally came back to his senses. When he was ready to turn back, he saw Jiang Ni who was vomiting all the way out of the cabin. She held onto the railing and her face was still pale. However, she was much better than Sword Book Beach and Dong Ling Pass. Compared to Hsu Fengnian who was half-dead for the first time on the ship, both of them were more or less in a sorry state. Blue Bird jumped down from the second floor of the ship lightly and said softly, "Your Highness, the person who overturned the ship is waiting for us in the middle of the river."
As expected, the ship gradually moved forward and they saw the Green Shirt Guest again.
This Wu Liuding really ate a lot of bear's heart and leopard's guts! Wasn't one pole provocation not enough? Could it be that he would only stop when all of them were flipped over by three poles? Hsu Fengnian's eyes widened as he looked at the Wu family's Sword Crown that was becoming clearer and clearer. This young swordsman's appearance was nothing out of the ordinary. His face was old-fashioned, and at first glance, one could tell that he was an unapproachable and reclusive person. The Withered Sword of the Sword Tomb had always been like this. If a junior swordsman wanted to leave the mountain to gain experience, they had to first defeat an ancestor of the family, regardless of life or death. Wu Liuding was tall and slender. Today, he did not bring a sword with him. Instead, he carried the dark green bamboo pole on his shoulder with both hands. His posture was extremely arrogant.
Jiang Ni endured the discomfort of vomiting. Even she could see the daring assassin on the floating boat. The boatman had said that this person was the Dragon King, but she didn't believe him. She turned her head and frowned. Looking at Hsu Fengnian, she weakly asked, "You can't defeat this person?"
Hsu Fengnian laughed involuntarily and shook his head. "Of course not."
Jiang Ni sneered and said, "Then what did you learn from your sword practice?"
Hsu Fengnian laughed and said, "I don't know either. But you can ask Elder Li if he knew he would become a Sword God from the first day he practiced swordsmanship."
Little did he know that Old Man Li would expose him. "This Old Man knew."
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes. Jiang Ni was in a good mood. She smiled, and two dimples quietly appeared on her cheeks.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "You look good."
Jiang Ni immediately put on a straight face.
Hsu Fengnian said with a cheeky smile, "Little mud man, come, smile again. If you smile, I will raise my sword and kill that first-rate swordsman even though I know I can't defeat him. This is such a good deal. Who knows, I might never return. If the old Sword God comes to save me, you will cry and snot. This way, you can guarantee that I will die in battle. How about it? Smile one more time? "
Jiang Ni's little head was dizzy. Seasickness made her want to jump into the river. She hated His Royal Highness who insisted on taking the boat down. She spent a lot of effort thinking about this deal. Finally, she could not resist Hsu Fengnian's bewitching urging. Finally, she squeezed out a stiff smile that she thought was impeccable. Hsu Fengnian immediately laughed and scolded, "Too ugly. No sincerity. I won't do a deal that will make me lose money." Jiang Ni helplessly changed her smile a few times, but it was not satisfactory. Hsu Fengnian deliberately sighed and said that the deal was not going to work. Anyway, there were many experts on the boat. He did not believe that they could not defeat that bastard who came alone to seek death. Even the Dragon King would be skinned alive. Jiang Ni smiled for a long time. Her little face was stiff. In the end, she saw that His Royal Highness who was afraid of death and was secretly happy. She was so angry that she ran up to Hsu Fengnian and wanted to fight it out with him. Hsu Fengnian threatened, "Bite me? Be careful that I don't let the Vajra Bodhisattva bite you?! "
The timid little mud man did not dare to go forward. He widened his eyes, hoping to use his gaze to cut Hsu Fengnian to death.
Hsu Fengnian held his stomach and laughed. After laughing, he turned around with a serious expression. For the first time, he held his saber with both hands and prepared to float out of the boat. He really wanted to fight that pole-wielding Wu Liuding.
Hsu Fengnian was just about to rush out of the boat.
The old God of Swords, who had been watching the two young fellows fight, waved his sleeve and pulled Hsu Fengnian back. His Royal Highness fell on the deck of the boat, looking funny.
Jiang Ni finally smiled knowingly.
The old God of Swords was in a daze. He looked at the vexed Xu Xiaoshou and then looked at the smiling Jiang Ni.
Back then, when they met by chance, he crossed the river with his flying sword and recited poems. She was lying on the railing of the boat with the same smile.
That year, it was the time when the youngest and most dazzling sword genius, Li Chungang, was the most high-spirited. It was also the age when that silly girl was the most naive and innocent.
When they brushed past each other, he only pursued the Great Way of the Sword and did not miss it. She, on the other hand, foolishly missed it for the rest of her life.
The old God of Swords silently recited the poem from back then.
When I forge three thousand blades, a jade dragon howls when I open the box. The spirit in my hand is three feet of ice, a snake of divine will on the rock.
The old God of Swords stretched out his only arm and said softly, "Hsu Fengnian, lend This Old Man a sword. Just a sword."
Hsu Fengnian was stunned.
Li Chungang muttered, "I owe you a sword."
Hsu Fengnian gritted his teeth and pulled out Embroidered Winter. He threw it above the river as if he wanted to throw it to the green shirt on the small boat a thousand feet away.
The old God of Swords, who was facing Jiang Ni, looked at her one last time. Back then, he said that the little clay figurine in Xu Xiaoshou's mouth looked like the King of Beiliang's concubine. In fact, it was not completely true. She looked more like the girl who liked to wear green clothes.
Li Chungang smiled and floated out of the boat upside down. He raised his head and laughed heroically, "Little green robe, look at this sword of Li Chungang. Frowning and thundering, the evil flood dragon of the Swallow River is fat. Wielding my sword in the air, I'll return at the second watch! "
With his back facing the small boat, the green shirt, the sword crown, and the Embroidered Winter knife were gone. Without the divine weapon Wooden Horse and Ox, the old man, who only had one arm, held the Embroidered Winter that was not a sword. He turned around and casually used a sword move.
Qi Xuanzhen said that I used sword strength to prove my Dao and was not as good as the Dao of Heaven. Yet you said that one sword move was enough.
I, Li Chungang, want the Dao of Heaven?!
One sword move was enough!
At first, no one saw the elegance of this sword move. They only felt that it was boring. The river was silent.
However, the green shirt Dragon King did not care about the small boat. He shot far away.
In an instant.
The river was split open with a rumble, reaching two thousand feet.
Such a legendary sword immortal of the land. If there were any flood dragons in the world, they would be killed on the spot!
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