A cold current scattered everywhere on the vast river surface. The surging river came to an abrupt end, and a thick layer of ice was frozen on the river surface.
Twelve royal secret guards were the first to be blasted, and the ice spires waving from Xue Yin's crazy sword rushed straight on their bodies. Twelve "high-level mysterious spirits" died on the spot.
On the river, all the twelve giant ships were trapped on the ice and could not move. When everyone on the ship saw this scene, they all took a breath.
The power of the king is so terrifying.
Zheng Guigu is closest to Yu Deshui, so he can see it the most clearly.
With the knife just now, Zheng Guigu felt a full murderous aura. This murderous aura was like the whine of millions of unjust souls, which made people shudder.
"You are Zheng Guigu, Mr. Zheng." Yu Deshui's treasure sword crossed his chest. He looked at Zheng Guigu, and a smile appeared on his face.
Both are "Half-step Xuanwang", and they should be a little different in momentum and combat power. However, Yu Deshui's sword just now made the first move, which made Zheng Guigu a big difference in momentum.
A war is courage.
One round of energy will fade and then decay and then exhaust.
Before the battle began, Zheng Guigu was scared by Yu Deshui and his courage to fight. What is the difference between such a person and unarmed women and children?
Yu Deshui looked at him and showed a victorious attitude. He continued to smile and said, "Su Wen Mr. Zheng's 'ghost sword' has unparalleled combat power. I wonder if he can compete with Yu today?"
Zheng Guigu's face was extremely ugly.
At this moment, he was in a dilemma. If he did not agree to Deshui's challenge, he would inevitably end up being a "cowardly battle" in front of everyone.
Beiyang emphasizes reputation, honor and reputation are often more important than life.
You must not retreat. The only way to retreat is to fight, this is the only way to go.
On Zheng Guigu's forehead, beads of sweat as big as beans fell down like a summer rain.
I'm really depressed right now!
Yu Deshui seemed to see Zheng Guigu's predicament. He smiled and carried the Xueyin treasure knife on his shoulder.
On the plywood of the giant ship, Kitado Jiko frowned slightly.
Although the Xueyin Knife is domineering, it is actually an elegant knife.
Seeing Mingzhu secretly throwing her head and always admired the snow-drinking knife, Kitajiko was naturally extremely unhappy.
Jian Sanjin stood behind Kitado Jiju and smiled slightly. He looked at the growing "child" in front of him and smiled softly.
"Cough, cough."
His chest was undulating, and Jian Sanjin coughed violently.
The old man smiled softly, looked up at the blue sky, and said self-deprecatingly: "Is he old?"
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Beiyang Imperial City...
"Prince of Light" and "National Master of the Dynasty" Xuan Guang stood on the "Astrology Platform", holding a white jade scepter in his hand. In front of him, there was a row of "crystal balls". The crystal balls were each crystal clear and radiant, and there were a few ancient small characters engraved on the base of each crystal ball. These words were all famous names in the Bixiao Xuanyuan.
For example, Wei Ye; for example, Jian Jia.
Xuan Guang lowered his head, looked at the crystal ball in front of him seriously, and sighed.
I saw that the dazzling light gradually dissipated on the crystal ball, and cracks began to appear on the originally smooth and complete spherical surface.
Xuan Guang sighed again, leaned down, and kept rubbing the small words on the base with both hands: Jin Sanjin.
A gust of wind suddenly gusts of wind gusts on the originally calm surface of the river. On the thick ice layer on the river surface, some cracks slowly appeared and then expanded in vain.
"Bang, bang, bang."
After a few breaths, the ice layer on the river suddenly collapsed.
Countless sword energy surged out, and the waves on the river surface were rising and falling.
Yu Deshui was forced to retreat several times by the sudden sword energy.
Zheng Guigu was very surprised, so he turned his head slightly.
An old man walked slowly, carrying three swords on his back. The long one was about three feet long, but the short one was only one foot.
Yu Deshui looked at the old man and was slightly surprised.
Although he is in the wild, he has heard of the name of the generation of swordsman "Sanjin".
After calming down his mind, Yu Deshui stood up and bowed to Jian Sanjin: "Dare you ask me, is Senior Jian Sanjin?"
Jian Sanjin nodded slightly, saying that he had an answer.
Yu Deshui's face changed slightly, obviously expressing his expression to Jian Sanjin, and he was extremely unhappy.
Jian Sanjin's face began to turn pale. His lips, as thin as cicada's wings, moved slightly: "Youngsheng, if you leave behind 'snow drinks', you will no longer find the unhappiness of the Dynasty. I can let you go."
After hearing this, Yu Deshui was stunned at first, and then laughed.
On land, I may be afraid of you a little bit, but this is in the water, and I, Yu Deshui, is the overlord of this water!
Looking at the rampant Yu Deshui, Jian Sanjin shook his head slightly.
"God has the virtue of living a life. I think you are not easy to practice swords. I wanted to let you go, but since you are so obsessed, I have to be polite."
Jian Sanjin said, his qi was so disordered that his face became paler and his cough became more intense.
Ye Junlin looked at Jian Sanjin and had a vague premonition.
Jian Sanjin looked at Yu Deshui and said nothing more. He raised his hand gently and pulled out the blue long sword on his back.
The sword was unsheathed and suddenly let out a 'buzz, buzz' cry, as if he had noticed the situation of the master. The two short swords were originally quietly in the scabbard. When he heard the wail of the sword, he suddenly broke out of the scabbard and lingered in front of Jian Sanjin.
The three swords, like three filial children, kept crying.
Jian Sanjin waved his hand and smiled softly. He comforted him: "In life, there are times when we meet, there is no banquet that will last forever in the world. However, at the end, let us fight again with great pleasure."
After the words came, the three swords suddenly emitted a shocking sword energy.
The sword energy stirred up three tornados, and endless waves surged on the river. Twelve giant ships of twelve snares were repelled to the shore. Zheng Guigu was blown out. Even Yu Deshui, known as the "Dragon King on Water", was almost shocked to the river.
The wind and clouds in the world suddenly changed. It was just a sunny day, and the dark clouds were closed at this moment. The sky was blocked and the sun was blocked. The dark clouds pressed down, and an inexplicable sense of depression affected everyone.
In the cabin of the giant ship, 12,000 horses whine at the same time. In the river, all kinds of swimming fish rushed up the river and breathed in big mouthfuls.
Jian Sanjin looked at all this, stroked the sword body gently, and smiled, "It's the last time, why are you doing such a big battle?"
Yu Deshui looked at the old man, and his liver and gallbladder were both broken.