However, the girl surnamed Li was staring at the distant river without paying attention to the gaze of the young man surnamed Wu.

When Dafang Zhenren heard this, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes and nodded with a smile on his face.

Not to mention the two of them discussing on the boat, the fight here continues.

The red flying sword shot down like lightning, and it was about to pierce into the river. The river below sounded a "boom" and a thick water column soared into the sky. Its speed was extremely fast, not slower than the red flying sword. The two collided hard.

With a "swish", the thick water column was cut in half, but the red flying sword was also reversed.

The purple-robed feather looked a little ugly. He attacked the sword, but was blocked by a water column. He lost face and stretched out two fingers to the meteor sword a little.

The meteor sword actually rotated on its own like a wheel, emitting red light even more suddenly, and then immediately contracted.

The sword light shrank and rose, and countless slender red silks suddenly burst out, covering dozens of feet below it, making even more harsh whistles, with amazing power.

However, the people in Hanoi below did not show weakness. The blue light flashed on the river surface, and then the "hissing" sound of breaking through the air was heard. Countless blue light threads burst out from Hanoi, but there were blue water needles, densely packed with countless colliding with the red sword threads falling all over the sky.

I saw countless light balls of all sizes appearing in the air, and they were in a stalemate for a while...

"This is the Thousand Rain Needle Technique! But why is it so powerful that it can actually block the Wansi Sword Technique of the Martial Arts!" The Dafang Zhenren on the ship showed surprise on his face.

The young man surnamed Wu was no longer proud of his expression, and he didn't bother to see the girl surnamed Li again, and he showed a little worried expression.

The red sword silk is formed by the sword light, with its end, and its momentum quickly weakens.

The water needle below continued to ejaculate. Not only did it not become exhausted, but it became denser and denser, immediately gaining the upper hand, pushing the sword silk backward step by step.

"Looking for death!" The purple-robed feather was furious and made a gesture to retract the flying sword, and his whole body shone red.

A bunch of red fire clouds flew out from his body, and in the blink of an eye, a fire cloud of more than ten feet in size formed, submerging his body.

An extremely hot high temperature emanated from the fire cloud, and dense water needles flew over, but as soon as they pierced on the fire cloud, they sniffed and were instantly evaporated by the high temperature coming out of the cloud.

"Good thief, try my burning sky**!" The sneer of the purple-robed feather came from the fire clouds, and the fire clouds were rolling and were about to pounce down.

But at this moment, a cold snort came from under the water, containing a hint of anger, and the surrounding void roared, and a flood of water power gathered from all directions.

The water element in the void around the fire cloud was instantly thicker as if it was the substance, and the air in this space became extremely heavy, a hundred times heavier than the river water, as if it was instantly transferred from mid-air to the bottom of the sea that was thousands of feet deep.

The fire cloud transformed by the purple-robed feather was imprisoned in the air by this extremely rich water element power, unable to move, like a fly in amber.

With a loud "boom", a pillar of water several feet thick suddenly soared into the sky from the river, like an angry dragon coming out of the water, sweeping across all directions, instantly rushing up to a height of dozens of feet, and hitting the fire clouds hard.

With a "sweep", the fire cloud more than ten feet in size seemed like a small flame, and was instantly washed away by the water column and completely disappeared, and the hot high temperature in the clouds was easily swept away.

The figure of the purple-robed feather appeared and was shaken away, with blood squirting from his mouth.

Everyone on the boat looked shocked when they saw this scene. Only the national teacher and Taoist looked smiling, as if they had known the result for a long time.

A white light shot out from the pleasure boat, holding the body of the purple-robed feather, and then a figure appeared, which was the generous real person.

"Fellow martial arts, are you okay?" Dafang Zhenren asked with concern.

"It's okay." The purple-robed feather barely calmed down his expression, but the horror in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Until now, he finally understood the gap between himself and the monks at the bottom of the river. The man's control of the power of water had reached an incredible level, far beyond his imagination. The other party had already shown mercy and mercy. If the man wanted to kill him, he had already died at least ten times.

"Who is here? Please come out and see me!" Dafang Zhenren looked at the expression of the purple-robed feather in his eyes, and his heart trembled. Then he looked at the river below and shouted loudly.

But after a long time, there was no movement on the river below, and no one appeared.

Dafang Zhenren gritted his teeth slightly, leaned his fingers a little, and more than a dozen white lightning lights shot out and hit the river surface.

Bang bang bang bang!

More than a dozen thick water columns exploded on the river surface, splashing everywhere, but there was still no movement at the bottom of the river.

"It seems that the monk has left, but unfortunately, such a master has not been able to get to know him." The young man in golden crown sighed without regret on the pleasure boat.

"Your Highness, you don't have to feel sorry for your fate with this person, and you will meet again in the future." The national teacher said with a smile.

"The national teacher saw this person's identity?" The young man Jinguan's eyebrows moved.

"You can't say it, you can't say it. When the time comes, your highness will know." The national master waved his hands repeatedly, and then kept silent.

The young man Jin Guan was very respectful to the national teacher and Taoist, and he couldn't ask anything else when he saw this.

The others on the ship were descendants of noble officials of the court and had met some immortal cultivators on weekdays, but they still rarely saw such fierce fighting. At this moment, they showed excitement and discussed the battle just now.

The girl surnamed Li stared at the river in the distance, with a strange expression.

"Sister 19, what's wrong with you?" asked the young man from Jinguan.

"It's okay, I just felt a little shocked when I saw the two seniors fighting." The girl surnamed Li shook her head quickly.

"It's fine." Jinguan Youth said.

"How come the cold snorkeling of the man at the bottom of the river just now feels familiar? Could it be that he has seen him before?" The girl surnamed Li said in her heart.

The purple-robed feather and Dafang Zhenren flew back, and with shame on his face, he failed and asked for punishment.

The young man in Jinguan did not pursue the matter and asked the purple-robed feather to go down and rest, and then turned back to the cabin with everyone.

Others were still excited to discuss the origin of the master in the Hedi area, and two sons of noble officials even proposed the idea of ​​becoming a disciple.

...

At this moment, the master at the bottom of the river was already dozens of miles away.

Shen Luozheng wore a blue shirt and stood on the pure Yang sword embryo, flying with the sword.

His eyes shone brightly, looking extremely spiritual, with a powerful aura rolling on his body, and he suddenly reached the level of the Soul Condensation Stage.

With the blessing of dream experience and the assistance of the mysterious technique of raising ghosts, he spent more than a month to finally break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and reach the Soul Condensation Stage realm.

However, after he broke through the realm, he needed to take some time to stabilize his cultivation, so he started a little with the monk. Fortunately, he did not show up, so he didn't have to worry about revealing his identity.

In fact, his cultivation level is not completely stable, otherwise the aura around his body would not surge like this, and it would take some time to adapt slowly.

However, this kind of warm cultivation requires a stable environment. After considering it, he decided to return to Chang'an City.
Chapter completed!