A few days later, the group arrived in Luzhou. More than a dozen masters from the Shushan Sword League arrived and waited quietly on the bank of the river. Behind them were several huge warships, the largest of which was prepared for the empress. the first ship.
On the boarding path, more than a dozen masters of the Shushan Sword League lined up on both sides. When seeing Grandma Miaozhen, Yan Pianfei, Yan Jueling and others, Ye Qingxuan finally felt a little relieved.
After greeting everyone, Ye Qingxuan invited Grandma Miaozhen to a secret place on the boat, and Mei Yinxue explained Ji Wanting's affairs in detail.
Grandma Miaozhen chuckled, nodded and said: "If it's just these things, I'm sure enough...Leave this matter to me, and you don't need to stand out, especially Ye Xiaoyou."
Ye Qingxuan smiled awkwardly, and bowed his hands repeatedly to leave.
What happens next has nothing to do with him...
After arranging this matter, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help feeling relieved.
Standing on the bow of the warship, the wind from the river gradually picks up, carrying a faint fragrance of tranquility. Ye Qingxuan looked around for the source of the fragrance, but found a gardenia flower in full bloom among a cluster of tall trees on the opposite bank of the river.
Even if all the branches are oppressed by the tall trees, they still grow stubbornly. Even across the entire river, you can smell its fragrance.
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and enjoyed it alone, but when he heard light footsteps coming from behind, Yan Jueling's always lonely voice said: "At this time, it's rare that you can still be so calm..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, and asked, "Where is Xianyue?"
Yan Jueling smiled smugly and said, "My son is still young, so she stays at home to take care of him..."
Ye Qingxuan sighed quietly, and said, "You shouldn't have come this time."
Yan Jueling swung the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "If you still regard me as a friend, don't mention such things again, otherwise you will look down on me..."
"Thank you." Ye Qingxuan could only say these two words, then looked at his broken arm, and said in a deep voice: "If you want, I can help you reconnect the broken arm..."
"Are you underestimating me?" Yan Jueling glared at Ye Qingxuan, the peerless sword in his hand made by the old man who hid the sword, jumped out of the sword box automatically with a clang, and fell into his hand. The whole body buzzed, and at the same time, a five-color neon-like light and shadow shot straight across the river.
call out-
The surface of the Sanli River shook suddenly, and countless water droplets were thrown into the air from the surface of the river, rising to a height of three feet, and the field of vision was suddenly blurred.
Such a domineering sword spirit.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and with a clang, the sword was back in its sheath, and a rainbow slowly emerged on the misty river.
Wow—
The crowd on the shore pointed and pointed, and excited discussions were endless.
Yan Jueling looked at Ye Qingxuan and said calmly: "If you are afraid of causing trouble, Zhan Donglai can leave it to me..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled to himself, it is really good to have a friend like Yan Jueling, he will not shrink your head when you are in the most difficult time, let alone say a word of extraneous words, not even consolation, just use his sword, Do what he does best.
"Leave Zhan Donglai to me." Ye Qingxuan blinked at him, "If I can't kill him with my own hands, I will regret it for the rest of my life. But Ming Youzi can be handed over to you."
The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing in unison.
In the eyes of the two, the life-and-death matter is just a child's play, full of contempt for the enemy.
"Okay, let's make a deal." Yan Jueling raised his hand and gave Ye Qingxuan a high-five.
boom-
Just when the two were chatting happily, there was a sudden loud noise on the river not far away, and a warship cruising was immediately lifted up from the river by a powerful destructive force, and it was blown into two pieces on the spot. Numerous broken limbs and wreckage were scattered everywhere, and the river surface turned red in an instant, the scene was extremely tragic.
Ye Qingxuan frowned tightly, murderous intent flourished, and just as he was about to take a step forward, Yan Jueling sneered, crossed his sword, stood in front of him, and said lightly: "Oh, you forgot to promise me so soon What? Youzi Ming, this is my dish."
Ye Qingxuan raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, Yan Jueling laughed and flew up.
Clang!
The divine sword was unsheathed, and the [Five Qi Chaoyuan Sword Art], which had already united yin and yang and reached a state of perfection, hit the river in the air. Between vertical and horizontal cuts, the river surface was like a sliced cake, suddenly torn apart and unable to be united.
The seemingly gorgeous and colorful sword energy has an extremely strong blocking force, which can make the river water separate and cannot heal. It is obvious that the sword moves are mixed with the supreme sword intent of "Taibai Sword Sect".
Some time ago, recommended by Yan Pianfei, Yan Jueling once went to the Taibai Sword Sect to ask Xiao Bugan about swordsmanship, and now it seems that the consultation that time gave him the sword intent of the "Taibai Sword Sect" true biography.
Xiao Bugan has always been a free and easy person, and he doesn't like the opinions of family status. It is his consistent practice to pass on the peerless martial arts of "Taibai Sword Sect" to those he likes.
Between the sword intents, the surface of the river has been disintegrated, exposing the dark river bottom below the river surface, a strange stream of water crosses, breaking through Yan Jueling's sword intent, and flying away into the distance, Yan Jueling sneered, raised his sword and flew away , Straight to the heart of the river.
Just at the moment of entering the water, the entire river suddenly rose upwards. The river surface rose to a height of more than one foot. The crowd on the boat and the shore exclaimed. Generally stable and motionless, the river water on the surrounding banks was also restrained by the strong energy, and failed to pounce on the embankment.
While breathing, the river surface suddenly fell again. The river surface cut by Yan Jueling was like a fountain, spewing out river water several feet high and low, and was atomized by the Gang Qi. In an instant, the river was covered with a layer of mist.
In the mist, the two figures kept shuttling back and forth, Mingyouzi's azure and khaki-colored aura kept seeping out, while Yan Jueling's five-color aura reflected like a ray of sunshine, making the mist on the river surface like dream bubbles.
On the ship's side, all the people from the Great Xia court stopped to watch. Yan Pianfei and Miaozhen's grandma looked at Yan Jueling who was doing the work with great satisfaction. It is enough to have such a junior with extraordinary understanding and talent in the sect. Lay the centuries-old foundation of the Shushan Sword League.
Even Ji Guanglan, who had never seen outsiders before, opened a gap in the window and watched the duel quietly.
Ming Youzi was a bit overbearing, he wanted to take advantage of the large number of people on Ye Qingxuan's side, so he made a move to show his power, and then immediately got away. He wasn't worried at all that Ye Qingxuan would dare to chase after him alone, if he really dared to leave the important person he was escorting, Zhan Donglai guaranteed that he would regret it.
Mingyouzi, who is full of self-confidence, only used 40% of his strength to deal with the young swordsman in front of him. He didn't even pay attention to Yan Pianfei and Grandma Miaozhen, but he didn't expect that this Yan Jueling would actually There is a way to entangle him.
Frightened and angry, Mingyouzi immediately displayed his real strength, trying to kill this piece of brown candy-like opponent on the spot.