The name of Du Zhen's ship was the Changde. It was smaller than Du Long's previous two-masted ship, the Dongting. Although it was also a two-masted ship, it was one larger and one smaller. At that time, they were in the Yueyang Water Sect together with the Mongolian master group.

They had no choice but to abandon the Dongting under the fierce attack. Now they wanted to return to Changde, so they had to take the Changde.

In addition to more than 20 wounded soldiers, Du Zhen was accompanied by more than 30 skilled soldiers, for fear that the Yueyang Water Sect would attack again. He was more thoughtful than Du Long, but he still did not expect that An Xiaohan would personally take action.

, intervened in the dispute between the Dongting Gang and the Yueyang Water Sect.

When Lan Qiao and Bai Xueyin arrived, An Xiaohan was like a magic weapon descending from the sky, and the Cold Rain Sword was like a shower of silver light, pouring down on the Dongting gang members who were trying to attack him.

"Get out of the way." Du Zhen shouted, raised a spear with a black tassel on it, and stabbed at An Xiaohan along the gap between the Dongting gang members.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and Du Zhen did not have the slightest fear because the visitor was the feared An Xiaohan.

A sneer escaped from the corner of An Xiaohan's mouth, and the Hanyu Sword in his right hand flashed and forced the two people beside him to retreat. After turning his body half a circle, his left hand turned into a knife and slashed at Du Zhen's black-tasseled spear like lightning.

Du Zhen inherited his brother's bravery and fearlessness, but he saw the black light on his spear tip turning up seven spear flowers, and stabbed An Xiaohan in the left rib.

At the same time, three other Dongting Gang members fired their swords at An Xiaohan's seemingly undefended back.

An Xiaohan was slightly surprised by Du Zhen's change of moves, but he still took his time and turned around again. The sword in his hand that had been slashing at Du Zhen's black tassel spear returned to his palm, bringing with it a wave of "Han Yu" that contained his unique skill.

The palm wind of "Zhen Qi" pushed all three people who attacked from behind him and fell backward.

At the same time, he waited for Du Zhen's black tassel spear to go out, and when the spearhead pierced his left rib, he took a sharp breath and retracted his waist, then took the opportunity to fly up and hit Du Zhen's shoulder with his instep.

The tip of the spear bounced off Du Zhen so much that he and the spear were thrown backward, flying nearly three feet away before rolling heavily to the ground.

An Xiaohan's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to rush over and kill Du Zhen, Lan Qiao and Bai Xueyin had already volleyed in from the left and right sides.

Lan Qiao had dealt with An Xiaohan and knew how powerful this man was. He used the most powerful killing move of the Nine Breaking Dawn Moves, "One Sword Breaking Dawn", and used a little bit of true yin he absorbed while exchanging Qi with Bai Xueyin,

The jade and sword in his hand were like a rainbow, pointing directly at An Xiaohan's throat.

On the right, Bai Xueyin used the magic snow sword technique from her master's school. He Qingjian attacked An Xiaohan's shoulder with a snowy wind containing true energy. There was a little bit of the true yang left in Lan Qiao's body in her Dantian.

, the snow wind was stronger than usual, and even An Xiaohan couldn't help but be surprised by the speed of her skill improvement.

An Xiaohan remained calm and gave up the tempting idea of ​​chasing Du Zhen to death. He made a semicircle with his left hand, and a stream of pure Han Yu Qi was drawn out, waiting for Bai Xueyin's Snow Wind Sword to penetrate his body.

In the Zhenqi circle, Hanyu Zhenqi penetrated into Bai Xueyin's snowy wind from all directions, just like moistening rain and turning snow, dissolving the snowy wind on his sword invisible.

Without Xuefeng's blessing, the power of Bai Xueyin's He Qing Sword was suddenly reduced. An Xiaohan bent his long arm and flicked his fingers, and heard a soft "ding" sound. Bai Xueyin's He Qing Sword had been bounced away by An Xiaohan.

At the same time, An Xiaohan's Hanyu Sword rose upwards like lightning, hitting the tip of Lan Qiao's jade sword. The two swords clashed with a loud "dang" sound. Lan Qiao and his sword were knocked back three times by him.

If he had replaced the jade sword with the effect of alleviating the impact of internal force, Lan Qiao would have lost his sword in just this step.

An Xiaohan had already planned a countermeasure when Lan Qiao and Bai Xueyin were attacking from both sides. He used three points of force to deal with Bai Xueyin, while leaving seven points to severely damage Lan Qiao.

He made a move with the Hanyu Sword, thinking that even if he couldn't kill Lan Qiao on the spot, he would at least be able to make him lose his weapon or injure his internal organs, temporarily losing his ability to fight. He didn't expect that Lan Qiao only took three steps back and then stood up again.

Determined, he couldn't help but re-evaluate Lan Qiao's strength.

Lan Qiao also knew that he was suffering. The move he just made relied on the improvement of the true yin after exchanging with Bai Xueyin's true energy. At this time, the true energy left by Bai Xueyin in his Dantian began to dissipate, causing him to suddenly feel a surge of energy.

The feeling of being out of breath.

He turned and looked at Bai Xueyin, who nodded in agreement, and the two of them suddenly ran towards the space behind An Xiaohan.

An Xiaohan didn't know the intention of their move, and subconsciously wanted to stop them, but when Du Zhen shouted, the Dongting Gang on the boat immediately swarmed forward, using swords and swords.

An Xiaohan was naturally not afraid of these ordinary masters, and he forced them back with a few casual moves. But in this moment of delay, Lan Qiao and Bai Xueyin's shoulders were already touching. With the exchange of true energy again, the two swords were combined.

, and at the same time attacked An Xiaohan's vest.

On the other side, Du Zhen also regrouped, raised his black tassel spear and stabbed An Xiaohan in the chest. Seeing how brave the gang leader was, the Dongting gang members on the left and right began to attack An Xiaohan like a tide.

"Looking for death." An Xiao laughed coldly, and his whole body rose into the sky like a top. As his body spun at an extremely fast speed, countless raindrops exploded out from the center of his body in all directions, forward, backward, left, and right.

These rain strands were transformed from his Cold Rain Qi, and contained powerful force, which was equivalent to tens of thousands of sword qi being shot out, immediately knocking the besieging Dongting Gang to their knees.

Some of them were hit by raindrops and bled, some were running around in embarrassment to avoid the raindrops, some barely resisted with their weapons, but their weapons exploded from the tiger's mouth and they dropped their hands, and some were caught off guard and were hit by dozens of raindrops, and died on the spot like a sieve.

Du Zhen was so jealous that he wavered his black tassel spear and barely blocked the three streaks of rain that An Xiaohan shot at him, but was forced to make no further progress.

Bai Xueyin and Lan Qiao were walking together. With a flick of his Hao wrist holding the He Qing Sword in his right hand, he raised a curtain of snow to block An Xiaohan's raindrops. Then he put his left hand on Lan Qiao's shoulder and jumped up, with his jade feet in the air.

Lan Qiao used his strength again on his shoulders, and his whole body was wrapped in the snow curtain and he followed the sword, attacking An Xiaohan who was still in the air like a cannon in the sky.

She had the perfect timing, taking it at the critical moment when An Xiaohan's figure was about to fall.

An Xiaohan's eyes suddenly widened, and a pair of pupils turned into a strange purple color. He moved, and suddenly moved half a foot sideways in the air, and accelerated his descent like a ghost. As he passed by Bai Xueyin, the Hanyu Sword drew straight towards Lan.

bridge.

Lan Qiao had no choice but to retreat. The Yuhe sword was raised upwards. He felt that An Xiaohan was like a heavy hammer falling from the sky, as if his whole body was about to be hammered into the deck by the strong force of his Hanyu sword.
Chapter completed!