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Chapter two hundred and twelve dead in battle

"boom!"

The lightning fell in front of Bai Rushuang and exploded in the water. On the Lingjiang River, the river water was blown up by the lightning and the size was unknown.

Bai Rushuang's white robe was blown up by the lightning. However, Bai Rushuang did not put down the wooden sword. Instead, he jumped near his ship in a few steps. The white sword held the iron sword in his hand. The water ghost in the water finally revealed half of its head. All three of them

He was staring closely at Wang Yi, who had landed on the ship early.

"Brother Wang's swordsmanship is quite good." After this fight, Bai Rushuang finally knew what the symbol on the divination sign before she left was. The symbol indicated a person and a sword.

It should be Wang Zhiwei in front of him.

Wang Yi gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and just about to speak, a mouthful of blood came up. He forced to swallow a mouthful of blood, and pressed the long sword in his hand against the ship, completely ignoring the strange looks in the eyes of Bai Rushuang's men on the ship.

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"Mr. Bai's lineage of Qi practitioners comes from Longhu Mountain?"

"Oh?" Bai Rushuang was a little surprised, "I don't know what Brother Wang means by this."

Wang Yi swung his sword, and it was a sword energy against the people behind him who wanted to attack him, showing no mercy. Bai Rushuang, who was standing on the river not far away, laughed and did not stop his men from attacking Wang Yi.

"The qi practitioners in the world are often the favorites of the emperors of a dynasty. There are several places in the Ming Dynasty where qi practitioners are inherited. Yuan Tiangang of the Qintian Prison is one of them. Senior Yuan's divination method is well-known in the Ming Dynasty.

"

"good."

Bai Rushuang nodded, quite agreeing with what Wang Yi said. As a Qi Practitioner, he did not expect Wang Yi to understand Qi Practitioners so thoroughly.

"Among the Qi practitioners, the thunder method of Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain is the most respected."

Bai Rushuang was stunned and asked: "Brother Wang is a swordsman, why do you know so much about Qi Practitioners?"

Wang Yi shook his head, "What do you think?"

Bai Rushuang laughed loudly, not angry but laughing, "Brother Wang is funny when he talks, but if you think of delaying time with these words until the people from the escort agency come to rescue you, then brother Wang is thinking too much."

Wang Yi held a long sword in his hand and leaned on the ground with the long sword. He didn't care that the men of the Seven Heroes of Lingjiang gathered quietly behind him. He sighed slightly, "Tell me, I'm just a passerby. Why did I end up in this situation?"

."

Bai Rushuang did not stop the actions of his men. There were very few people left on his ship. Most of them took small boats to go to the Escort's ship for reinforcements when Bai Rushuang was fighting with Wang Yi. Now they are left behind.

There were only about twenty people left.

However, Wang Yi has just experienced a fight with three of his brothers. Although it seems that nothing is wrong now, in fact, Wang Yi's current cultivation level should be exhausted and at the end of the war. If a few of them can take advantage of the victory and pursue it, then Wang Yi will naturally

He will die on the spot.

The reason why there is no action now is simply that Bai Rushuang is very cautious. I don't know if Wang Yi has any back-up plan. There are still people who are so cautious when traveling in the world.

That's why Bai Rushuang doesn't care about the more than 20 people gathered behind Wang Yi. Bai Rushuang wants to use their lives to test Wang Yi's backhand. When that time comes, Bai Rushuang and the others can kill Wang Yi without any worries.

Die, don't worry about anything.

Wang Yi looked at Bai Rushuang and the other two people who had always kept a distance from him, and sighed slightly in his heart. It seemed that it was unrealistic for him to get angry and kill one person.

Standing on the bow of the ship, Wang Yi, dressed in green clothes and leaning on the ground with a long sword, glanced at the Escort ship from a distance and found that the fight above was extremely fierce. Both sides were angry and deadly, and the blood dyed the nearby river red.

Wang Yi raised his hand and stabbed a person close to him to death. He swung his sword again and overturned a small boat carrying seven or eight people on the river. Then he laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Bai, if you want Wang's life,

, follow me over there.”

Bai Rushuang smiled, with

Bai Jian and Water Ghost pursue Wang Yi again.

The reason why there are ferries on both sides of the Lingjiang River is entirely because it is mountainous. On both sides of the Lingjiang River, there are endless green mountains and green mountains, stretching as far as the eye can see.

On a cliff not far from the fighting place on the river, there was a handsome young man wearing a black robe, sitting cross-legged. Behind him were two beautiful maids, standing behind him, but they did not dare to make a sound.

The leader of the Demon Cult, Ding Hongsheng.

Ding Hongsheng, who had forcibly entered the Immortal Realm that day with the blessing of several qigong practitioners from Qintian Prison.

But now he no longer has the awe-inspiring aura of that day. Now he is more like a rich man traveling around the mountains and rivers. When he is tired, he sits on the ground. When he is thirsty, the spring water in the mountains tastes even better.

"Hongluan, tell me whether Wang Yi can survive."

Ding Hongsheng looked down from high to low, looking at Wang Yi running wildly on the river not far away, and asked a beauty behind him.

Hong Luan smiled and did not answer Ding Hongsheng's words. Instead, he joked: "Master, I don't know whether he is alive or not, but if he dies, the saint will be a widow."

Another beauty whose real name was Lu Duan covered her mouth and smiled. Even though Ding Hongsheng had been with her for a long time, she was amazed by her and praised her repeatedly. "Lu Duan, if you still look like this when you go out, I don't know how many men will be fascinated by you."

."

Lu Duan rolled his eyes and ignored Ding Hongsheng's words, "Master, if you don't take action, Wang Yi won't survive. Bai Rushuang is a genuine Qi Practitioner master with countless methods. Over the years,

Come on, he still has the real ability to survive the encirclement and suppression of the Yang family. Now it's just his temperament. I just want to know if Wang Yi has a backup plan. If Wang Yi hasn't taken action after chasing him a few times,

Bai Rushuang is about to use her killer move."

Ding Hongsheng looked at the boy on the river, but he didn't like him at all. What tricks did this boy use to make his daughter Su Yun, who was hiding in Sujiazhuang, fall in love with him so much.

"Grandma's fault." Ding Hongsheng became angrier as he thought about it, and cursed directly: "If you don't save me, you won't even save me if you kill me."

Hong Luan and Lu Duan looked at each other. They must not forget the instructions given by their young lady. Hong Luan said first: "Leader, aren't you afraid that the saint will disown you in anger?"

Lu Duan added: "That is, the saint finally spoke to you a few days ago, and you were very happy. I dare say that if Wang Yi dies, the saint will never pay attention to you again in this life."

Ding Hongsheng obviously didn't think much of Wang Yi, and it was none of his business whether he was dead or not. But for the sake of his daughter, Ding Hongsheng had no choice but to pinch his nose, stand up slowly, and was about to take action.

Ding Hongsheng took a step forward and was about to walk out of the cliff, but before Ding Hongsheng could take action, he heard Ding Hongsheng shouting, "What a boy, you are so courageous."

On the surface of the river, Wang Yi was no longer running away but standing on the boat, looking at Bai Rushuang and the others who landed not far from him.

"Why, are you going to fight for your life?"

I always had Bai Rushuang's wooden sword in my hand, and the white sword beside me blocked another sword energy for Bai Rushuang. The water ghost temporarily disappeared and was no longer in Wang Yi's sight.

"Life is too short." Wang Yi no longer looked at Bai Rushuang, but instead glanced at the sword in his hand and let out a sigh.

Bai Rushuang didn't move, and she didn't know if she agreed with Wang Yi's statement. She just stood there with a calm expression.

Wang Yi smiled and continued: "When I was practicing swordsmanship, Lao Li once said that life is only a few hundred years and the sword is no more than three feet long. How can I be happy? Now it seems that I, Wang Yi, will not live more than twenty years.

After only two years, I feel ashamed of this three-foot green peak."

"Brother Wang is a true knight!"

For the first time, Bai Jian uttered the first words since Wang Yi and Bai Jian met. It was actually a compliment to Wang Yi.

When Wang Yi heard what Bai Jian said, he smiled and said, "My real name is Wang Yi. The reason why I used a pseudonym is that when I was talking about traveling in the world, using a pseudonym is the way of a master."

"I, Wang Yi, can't take revenge. It's good to have a long sword as my companion in this life."

"I will keep the sword for you after you die." As a sword user, Bai Jian could naturally see the extraordinary quality of the sword in Wang Yi's hand.

Wang Yi raised his long sword, pointed it at the white sword, and said with a smile: "Keep your mother safe."

Then Wang Yi threw the long sword high, using the whole body's sword intention as a guide, he poured all the sword into the long sword, and then slowly closed his eyes, the long sword continued to enlarge, and it turned out to be the swords of those who died on the ship.

, all were attracted by Wang Yi, and then gathered in the air,

Feeling the power of dozens of long swords in the air, Bai Rushuang was shocked and stepped back quickly. Bai Jian's eyes glowed. Instead of retreating, he drew his sword and moved forward, heading straight for Wang Yi.

Bai Rushuang shouted: "Lao Si, come back."

Bai Jian didn't seem to hear his elder brother's shout, and both the man and the sword walked away. Bai Rushuang gritted her teeth, then landed on the water, and stopped running away. She placed the wooden sword across her chest and shouted: "Go.

."

A bolt of lightning flew out from the wooden sword and hit Wang Yi directly.

With a slight smile on his lips, Wang Yi muttered softly: "A hundred steps can pierce the Yang."

Dozens of long swords flew away in an instant, covering the sky and the sun, moving forward in an indomitable way. Above the river, the water of the Lingjiang River was split by the sword energy, reaching a height of hundreds of feet.

Bai Jian was the first to encounter Hundred Steps Piercing Yang. When the iron sword in his hand encountered Hundred Steps Piercing Yang, it exploded instantly, and then was quietly chopped into pieces by the sword energy and turned into pulp.

Blood fell on Lingjiang River and in Bai Rushuang's eyes.

Bai Rushuang's tears and thunder light appeared at the same time, but when the thunder light encountered Wang Yi's sword, it was instantly shattered by the sword energy.

Bai Rushuang gave up her resistance and let go of the wooden sword in her hand. The wooden sword fell into the Lingjiang River. Now that Lao Si was dead, she was unable to take Wang Yi's sword. She could only wait for death, hoping that the man hiding in the dark would

Lao Wu can escape on his own.

"puff."

Blood spurted out of Wang Yi's mouth. He was already at the end of his strength, so he used the Hundred Steps Penetrating Yang, which was the most draining of his mind and sword power. Naturally, he was defeated in the ground survey, but this was not the reason why he spit out blood.

Sitting cross-legged on a wooden board, above Wang Yi's knees, the long sword was gently put down by Wang Yi. At his heart, a few inches to the left of his heart, blood gushed out, dyeing his clothes red.

Wang Yi opened his eyes with great difficulty. On the surface of the Lingjiang River, a figure flashed past, heading straight towards Bai Rushuang.

"puff."

Bai Rushuang, who was waiting for death with her eyes closed, suddenly felt someone in front of her. When she opened her eyes, she realized that it was the water ghost who had blocked the sword for her at some point.

Bai Rushuang felt the blood welling up all over her body. Her red eyes stared at Wang Yi in the distance. Bai Rushuang hugged the water ghost and gently touched the water ghost's face with her trembling palms. "Lao Wu, Lao Wu, hold on.

Hold on, big brother will find a doctor for you..."

Bai Rushuang ignored Wang Yi who was sitting cross-legged on the river. Instead, she hugged the water ghost and ran towards the ship crazily.

"Brother...brother, no need. I...I can't do it anymore. Brother, don't cry. Fourth brother...go first. I'm just going with him."

The blood from the water ghost's mouth flowed out every time he opened his mouth, fell on Bai Rushuang, and also flowed into Bai Rushuang's heart.

"Big...brother, this person is not easy to kill, run...run, big brother, I am very happy to be... a brother with you in this life, to be able to rob the rich and give to the poor with... and big brother, I..."

..I..."

Before he finished speaking, the water ghost died.
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