"You—" The boy in blue was shocked.
The two thin white fingers were surrounded by a faint golden light, and when they were lightly crushed, the light blue mysterious light was instantly shattered.
Lu Mingshu looked at him: "Leave now, and I'll pretend nothing happened."
The boy in blue was speechless for a moment.
Just now he made an angry move, but he didn't hold back, this sword, at least 80% of his strength. But with this 80% strength, under her finger, it doesn't make any difference to follow the hand.
However, the disciples of the Ye family are used to rampaging in the southeast of Beiming, if he is scared off with a single finger, will he be ashamed
At this time, regardless of the water beasts, the blue-clothed boy stood up and struck with his sword: "Arrogance! I want to see what you are capable of!"
The sword light rose vertically, and suddenly a wave of water appeared, sweeping away.
Ah Ling exclaimed! This is the unique skill of the Ye family, the Xuanshui sword. This young man in blue is not only a child of the Ye family, but also a direct descendant of the inner sect!
It's over, it's over, if you offend the Ye family, Miss Lu will never want to go to Bailuzhou in the future.
— No, it’s easy to talk about the future, the young master of the Ye family in front of him clearly doesn’t want to be kind, Ye Jia’s Xuanshui sword strikes, but it will be bloody!
Ah Ling's strength was low, and as soon as these thoughts rolled in her mind, the sword was in front of her eyes.
But the bloody scene she imagined did not happen.
I saw Lu Mingshu's body stretched out, the mysterious light swayed, and the sound of "ding ding ding ding" sounded instantly, as if swords were striking each other.
But she obviously didn't have a sword in her hand, it was just Xuan Guang, and she actually imagined the characteristics of a sword.
Ah Ling's vision is not high, she just thinks the fight looks good, but the boy in blue gets more and more surprised as he fights. It is not uncommon to refer to the sword, but when the sword is out, the sword energy is already overflowing. This kind of swordsmanship is really amazing! What is the history of this girl? !
On the other side, Lu Mingshu thought to himself, the technique of blending sword energy into Xuanguang is really clever. At the unicorn meeting that day, she learned Wei Chunqiu's swordsmanship, but saw that he was full of mysterious light, he could transform swords, he was really powerful. After she went back, she realized carefully that this time she had just gotten a clue, and it happened that Young Master Ye came to the door, so she took it to try it out, and it really was extraordinary.
This young master of the Ye family has been in the Fusion Realm for a year or two, and his strength is not bad. Being able to fight with him with a sword without losing the wind shows that this method is powerful.
The mysterious light surged, and it was scattered with one blow, and the two figures separated.
The blue-clothed boy stepped on the mast with a little tiptoe, narrowly avoiding falling and flying out. Looking up again, seeing Lu Mingshu straightening his sleeves calmly, his expression suddenly became uneasy.
He even used the Xuanshui sword, but the opponent didn't even use the sword, which is too embarrassing!
His face turned blue and turned pale, and he couldn't care less about anything else, he let out a loud shout, and the cold light shot into the sky.
The water in the river seemed to feel his sword intent, and bubbled "gulu gulu".
The three members of the Ding family exclaimed in unison: "No!"
This sword obviously inspired something, the momentum is as majestic as a mountain, if it is real, his own boats may even be hacked by him!
But how could the boy in blue listen to them? With a sharp intention, he pressed down with a mighty power.
A cold light flashed in Lu Mingshu's eyes, he turned his wrist, and drew his sword out.
With a clear whistle, the sword shines like a shuttle.
Like a dragon or snake coming out of its hole, it coils up and strikes!
"Boom!" A muffled sound came from underwater, followed by continuous rumbles.
There was a huge wave in the water, which immediately lifted the Ding family's boat into the air.
Ah Ling hurriedly grabbed the side of the boat and called out, "Grandpa!"
Boss Ding pulled out his shaker, stood up in the water, and shouted, "Ah Lang!"
A Lang jumped, trying to climb to the mast of the ship. However, the wind and waves were too strong, and he jumped on it and slid down.
Ah Ling was in a hurry. This ship is their ancestral property. The power of the fight between the two is too great. If the runes on the ship cannot be activated, will it be destroyed here
At this moment, a ray of mysterious light fell, and strands of pale gold, like a veil, enveloped the entire ship.
The turbulence gradually calmed down, and the rough waves were also isolated. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ah Lang rushed over, grabbed the ship's mast, bit his middle finger, and quickly drew on it.
The runes on the mast lighted up with the blood and condensed into a shield.
The boat slowly fell back to the surface of the water, Ah Ling let out a long breath.
She raised her head and watched Lu Mingshu and the blue-clothed boy fight, thinking, Miss Lu is really different from this high-spirited son of a family, remember to protect them during the fierce fight, I hope she will fight this fight Can win!
As soon as he thought this way, he saw two mysterious lights striking each other, the light blue sword light suddenly dissipated, and the blue-clothed boy flew out and fell into the water.
"Girl!" Ah Ling called out.
"噗!" With a flash of sword light, Lu Mingshu put his sword back into its sheath and fell back to the bow.
"It's all right," she said.
She was really fine, not even a drop of water from the beginning to the end.
But Ah Ling was worried about another person.
"Oops!" A Lang looked anxiously at the place where the boy in blue fell into the water, "If something happens to Mr. Ye..."
Lu Mingshu said: "Nothing will happen."
"Miss Lu!" A*** said, "You don't know the Ye family..."
Before he finished speaking, with a "wow", the blue-clothed boy came out from the place where he fell into the water, his clothes and hair were all wet, and his face was full of embarrassment.
"Pfft..." The blue-clothed boy spat out a mouthful of water and looked over angrily, "Who are you?"
Lu Mingshu still sat down on the bow of the boat: "Before asking someone's name, you need to declare your family name. Young master, don't you understand?"
The blue-clothed boy shuddered, not knowing whether he was frozen in the water or angry by her.
He threw out a palm-sized silver leaf, jumped out of the water, and stepped on the leaf.
"Ye Zhenfan, Bailuzhou, please tell me the girl's surname!" He gritted his teeth, and burst out every word from between his teeth.
"Pfft!" Ah Ling couldn't help laughing.
This Mr. Ye Zhenfan immediately glared at him fiercely.
Ah Ling quickly suppressed her laughter and pretended nothing happened. Young Master Ye, she can't afford to offend her.
Lu Mingshu also smiled slightly. Ye Zhenfan, Ye Zhenfan, this Mr. Ye has a good name.
"It's easy to say." She raised her hand and said casually, "Jiuyao Palace Lu Mingshu."
"Jiuyao Palace?" Ye Zhenfan was taken aback. He guessed a lot in his mind, Qizhen Temple, Tianhai Pavilion, or any big family, but he didn't guess Jiuyao Palace.
In the eyes of Jianghu people like the Ding family, Jiuyao Palace is a serious Taoist sect, unattainable, but the Ye family is a powerful force entrenched in one side, so of course their vision is high. Jiuyao Palace is located in a remote place, and there are few talents in recent years, and it has been declining more and more. In the middle schools, they are all ordinary, and there are such people
Thinking about it carefully, her swordsmanship is indeed not the way of Qizhen Temple and Tianhai Pavilion. Jiuyao Palace, what is the name of the town-style swordsmanship of Jiuyao Palace
Before Ye Zhenfan could figure it out, another small boat galloped in the distance.
At first glance, this boat is the same as Ding's boat, and it is owned by the boatmen on the Ming River. At the bow of the boat, there were a few men and women dressed similarly to Ye Zhenfan.
Someone waved from a distance: "Hey ~ brother nine!"