The Muyan River is extremely wide, with vast mist and white water.
The cranes roared and swooped down from the sea of clouds, frightening the geese flying south in formation and landing on the deck of the ferry.
Rongjiang climbed up to the observation deck and looked towards the horizon. He could only see a faint ray of sword light, which went further and further away until he could no longer see it.
It was windy at the observation deck, so Rongjiang held onto the railing and came down, returning to his modest house.
The name of this ferry was "Fengyan Ferry", and Rongjiang had not inquired about its destination. He only knew that it would travel across state lines and pass through Shanngling City, where he and Xiaocan would disembark.
After sending Rongjiang and Canling to the ferry, Ning Fusang did not stay here too long, driving Feijian towards the deserted and populated direction.
Seven or eight days later, Ning Fusang's sword light slowed down.
In the barren mountains, yellow sand was flying, and a ray of white rainbow sword light streaked across the sky like a shooting star, blocking her in front of her.
The young man was dressed in moon-white robes, with flying swords on his feet, and fluttering skirts. He said politely: "Girl, there is something on you. I want to take it away, but I hope it can be convenient."
The young swordsman from Xuanpu Mountain is preparing to be polite first and then to attack.
Ning Fusang smiled coldly: "You have something on your body that I also want to take away."
Wuxi nodded: "That's how it should be."
"As long as the girl hands over that evil dragon, I will compensate the girl."
"Except for a few flying swords, girls can choose whatever I have on me." Wuxi said generously.
Ning Fusang suddenly smiled, holding the Su'a sword, holding a sword flower, and stabbed Wuxi's heart.
With such sharp and murderous intent, Wuxi realized that what she was talking about was her own life.
Then this will be difficult to do.
Wuxi sighed, "Girl, I'm offended."
As soon as he patted the sword gourd, various sounds inside were clear, clear, and pleasant to the ear. Feijian scrambled to get out.
A three-foot white rainbow sword, as fast as thunder, flew to Ning Fusang's eyes in an instant.
The young man's sword-raising gourd was still buzzing, but because the exit was blocked, it could only roar to vent its dissatisfaction.
Wuxi said helplessly: "Okay, next time it's your turn, you can't bully someone with a sword, right?"
"It is not honorable to bully a small number with a large number."
As the young man finished speaking, the flying sword in the sword-raising gourd became quiet.
Ning Fusang's eyes flashed slightly. How many swords were there in his sword gourd? Are you so agile and capable of giving birth to a sword spirit?
Yuzangjian and Su'ajian actually both have sword spirits, but they never communicate with Ning Fusang.
They didn't really recognize this owner.
Every time Ning Fusang uses the sword, he uses sword control skills and sword techniques.
Only the sword spirit of the Dragon Bone Sword obeyed her.
But the young man has established a very close relationship with every sword. His thoughts are connected, and the sword moves according to his heart, without any need for sword control techniques.
Ning Fusang's sword had a hint of black attached to it, and it grew when it saw the wind, covering the sky and the sun in the blink of an eye. It was majestic and powerful.
Fifth Creek's White Rainbow Sword looked extraordinarily small in front of the dragon, like an ignorant child who didn't know the heights of the sky and how high it was, and crashed headlong into the giant.
The young man squinted his eyes and looked at the wound caused by the iron chain on the dragon's tail. There was a strong sense of solemnity in his voice: "It is indeed the dragon buried in Linshan!"
Qianyuan glanced at Wuxi indifferently, and the young man's thin figure was reflected in his golden vertical pupils.
It circled the White Rainbow Sword and flew into the sky in a spiral. The flying sword's slender body seemed to be crushed into broken and twisted light.
Wuxi shouted: "Xiao Qi, come back!"
The Baihong Sword struggled to break away from the invisible aura and kept buzzing.
Wu Xi summoned a pair of mandarin duck swords from the sword-raising gourd, "Bu San" and "Bu Si". The two flying swords struck Qianyuan from left to right. bite!
Ning Fusang stopped two flying swords and stood in front of the Fifth River.
Wuxi said: "Girl, if you knew the realm, you would still have the strength to fight me, but now you are only in the ninth level, so you can't stop me."
The young man's figure disappeared in front of Ning Fusang in an instant. A white sword light hung above Ning Fusang's head. She looked up and saw the young man slashing his sword in the air.
But with the same cultivation level of Zhijing, Qianyuan's strength is far more powerful than the big snake killed by Wuxi.
The sword light passed through the dragon's hard scales, leaving deep sword marks without any blood.
Qian Yuan's chest was full of murderous intent, and his momentum was rising. He roared upwards, and the pressure all over his body dissipated. The white rainbow sword seemed to be in an isolated and helpless situation, hitting the wall left and right, and was crushed into countless light spots!
Wu Xi's throat tightened, his eyes turned cold, he made a sword secret with his hand, and used two flying swords, Bu San and Bu Si, to expand the sword field. Ning Fusang could only see countless flying swords, surrounding Qian Yuan in an iron barrel. in.
The air was full of sword wind, and the screams almost pierced her eardrums.
The Su'a sword was sealed and could only exert 60% of its power.
Ning Fusang immediately gave up on Su Ah Nei, took out the Yu Zang Sword, pried open the young sword cultivator's sword domain, and broke in.
Wuxi was surprised, she was only in the ninth level, how could she break through her own sword domain and get in?
Ning Fusang's cassock was torn by the flowing sword energy, sword marks soon appeared on her arms, and her hands were dyed red with blood.
Wu Xifen said: "Girl, if you don't go out, you will die in the sword formation."
Ning Fusang's expression became calmer and calmer, "I will not die, and neither will Qianyuan."
She stood in the sword wind, raised her wrist, Qianyuan nodded, and her figure continued to shrink, wrapping around Ning Fusang's wrist as before.
Fifth Creek didn't understand what she was going to do.
The two flying swords of Bu San and Bu Si pointed at the girl at the same time.
Ning Fusang rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small gourd that was as crystal clear as emerald. Wu Xi had a sword-raising gourd himself, so he naturally recognized it.
There was a flash of golden light, and a flying sword fell into Ning Fusang's hand.
Before the stunning look in Wu Xi's eyes faded away, a huge golden sword slash struck straight at him.
Boom!
The sword array shook violently, and the sword domain collapsed. Ning Fusang quickly stepped out, and the two flying swords with intelligence fell heavily to the ground.
Ning Fusang was extremely fast. After rushing towards the horizon, he quickly disappeared.
Wu Xi put down his hand, and his sleeve robe was torn open by the sword just now, causing a huge gash!
Bu San Sword, with the hilt facing upwards and the sword tip pointing to the ground, guarding Bu Si Jian's side.
I saw that the flying sword was "not four", there was a hole in the blade, and the aura dimmed.
Wuxi put away the two flying swords and chased after Ning Fusang and Qianyuan.
The sword energy kept coming from behind, even though it was floating in the clouds and mist, it couldn't be shaken off.
Although the Xuanpu Mountain sword cultivator has not yet reached the spiritual realm, he is definitely at the peak of the knowledge realm.
If this continues, the situation will be very unfavorable for it and Fusang, not to mention that the young man has a gourd of weird flying swords.
Ning Fusang stood on the dragon's back and looked back. The sword cultivator from Xuanpu Mountain would soon catch up.
Qian Yuan flew into a dangerous inlet.
The dragon belongs to water, so it will be more convenient for it to fight in waters.
Wuxi saw Qianyuan entering a canyon without looking back. Knowing that he had reached the opponent's favorable terrain, Yu Jian followed him.
(End of chapter)