The moonlight caressed the earth gently, shining on the ancient buildings. The streets were brightly lit, the breeze blew gently, and the big trees on the roadside gradually sprouted new buds.
Spring is coming, the season of resurrection for all things.
Several disciples of Ning Jiujian were walking on Zhuque Street, which is one of the main streets of Wanchao City and one of the lively streets.
The leader was Li Qiushui. She and several fellow apprentices went out for a stroll and enjoyed the beautiful night view of Wanchao City. When they reached the end, they encountered a river.
Many lanterns are floating in the river, turning the entire river into a beautiful and warm landscape.
"Senior sister, look, how beautiful it is here. It is said that the Nandu River is a river that flows from the Tianshan Mountains and crosses many sects. Wanchao City is only a small part, but it is dressed up so beautifully." A female disciple said with a full face.
Smile, very happy.
Li Qiushui took a look. Although he usually only focused on practice, girls love beauty. Seeing this beautiful scene, he felt happy.
Suddenly!
He frowned slightly and no longer paid attention to the beautiful scenery in the river.
His eyes scanned the dense crowd around him.
"Senior sister, what are you looking at? Let's light a lantern too. It is said that couples who light lanterns together will grow old together." The little sister had already bought several lanterns with the uncle next to her.
"There is murderous intent!" Li Qiushui held the sword tightly in his hand and glanced around, but he could never find the source of the murderous intent.
Sudden!
A sharp edge appeared very close to her. She reacted extremely quickly and quickly unsheathed the sword in her hand.
Clang!
A few sparks burst out.
"ah……"
All of a sudden, everyone around him ran away.
The man couldn't assassinate him, but he didn't run away either.
Soon, only a few disciples of Ning Jiujian and the assassins were left on the dock.
"Nanshan Sect!" A female disciple with eyes like daggers pulled out a sharp sword and was about to kill.
A dozen people walked quickly around the Nanshan Sect disciple.
Li Qiushui was very calm, staring at these dozen people, and said:
"Crazy Wang, no need to hide, come out!"
Bang bang bang!
Applause came.
Two people came out, namely Wang Tianfeng from Nanshan Sect and Wan Tiangong from Changgan Sect.
"Wan Tian Gong?" Li Qiu Shui was a little surprised.
Wan Tiangong raised the corner of his mouth and said: "It is said that among the younger generation of Ning Jiujian, Li Qiu Shui is the strongest. He has entered a dangerous place and escaped unscathed. There are even rumors that you have surpassed me. I really want to see what you are like."
How strong."
A female disciple from Ningjiujian said: "Wan Tiangong, even if you win, you will still be defeated. My senior sister is seriously injured and has not recovered. You are taking advantage of others' danger by taking action at this time."
Wan Tiangong ignored her.
Li Qiushui looked at him and said, "I have no enmity with you, right? Is it just for fame?"
Wan Tiangong took out his spear and said: "You have no grievances against me, but the four land gods of Ningjiujian are protecting the people of Beidou Sect. As a disciple of Ningjiujian, you have to bear the responsibility.
I’m very curious about what kind of deal the Beidou Sect has reached with you, Ning Jiujian, so that you can dispatch four land gods to protect them to the death.”
Li Qiushui became a little angry when he thought about this deal.
This battle is probably going to be a disaster, as he is still seriously injured. If it is Wang Tianfeng, he might still have a chance to escape. After all, he is also seriously injured.
But Wan Tiangong and Wang Tianfeng got together.
"It has nothing to do with you, no comment!"
An evil smile appeared on the corner of Wan Tiangong's mouth, and the spear in his hand burst out with an increasingly strong aura, which continued to surge, and the surrounding air was changing.
The gun glowed like a dragon, and the milky white light kept flashing, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth was pulled up.
Raising his hand, he picked up his spear, and a long dragon-like spear shot directly towards him. It was as powerful as a rainbow, piercing through the space and rushing towards him at extremely fast speeds.
Li Qiushui's sharp sword was unsheathed, the sword glowed with a startling light, and the sword's power surged across the front.
Clang, clang, clang...
The spear stabbed the sword and kept pushing forward. Li Qiushui kept retreating, his face changed slightly and gradually turned pale.
Although Li Qiu Shui was seriously injured and had not recovered, it would still take a certain amount of time for Wan Tian Gong to kill her, and he could not kill her with one move.
Wang Tianfeng held a tomahawk in his hand and charged towards him with his seriously wounded body. He was like a wild beast, galloping away. The ax in his hand was majestic and frightening, and it galloped like thunder.
Clang!
It also hit Li Qiushui's sharp sword.
"Ah...poof..."
Li Qiu Shui finally couldn't hold on any longer, he flew away, vomited blood, and fell heavily into the Nandu River.
The disciples of Ning Jiujian also wanted to go up and help, but they were already targeted by the disciples of Nanshan Sect. The two sides also started a fierce battle. They were crushed in numbers and retreated steadily, let alone helping their senior sister.
"Tonight, you will be buried here in Nandu River!"
Wan Tiangong took off and reached the river. His spear swung out like a dragon and went straight to the bottom of the river. He suddenly saw a lot of blood-red water coming out of the river.
Wow!
Li Qiu Shui quickly left the river and soared into the air. He was soaked all over and his clothes were stained red with blood. He was about to slash out with the sword in his hand, but was greeted by a tyrannical killing light from the battle axe.
Clang!
The whole person flew horizontally and hit Zhuque Street heavily, and some shops were smashed.
"Sister..."
Ning Jiujian's disciples shouted desperately, but they were always intercepted by Nanshan Sect disciples.
"Li Qiushui, it's over!"
The gun shot out like a dragon, and a long rainbow of killing light rushed towards it. It had the potential to go straight to the yellow dragon. It was as powerful as a broken bamboo and unstoppable. It pierced everything and the air was exploding.
Sudden!
A sword light appeared in the sky, and it was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.
Cut straight down!
Boom!
A ruler was inserted in front of Li Qiushui, blocking the spear. The sword burst out like an indestructible back wall, preventing him from taking even half a step forward.
"This ruler..."
Wan Tiangong's expression suddenly changed, and an ominous premonition came over him.
Look up.
Above the moonlight, Ye Fan appeared.
He was very familiar with this ruler. In the dilapidated small courtyard on the edge of Wanchao City, Ye Fan used this ruler to use his sword style to defeat five land gods with one sword. He was one of them.
If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have died!
Li Qiushui also noticed it, raised his head, and unconsciously showed a faint smile on his lips.
"Wan Tiangong, Crazy Wang, you have gone too far to bully others, and you actually dare to attack Qiu Shui!"
A sharp sword light came from a distance, and along with the sound of scolding, a figure ran towards him.
It’s Fan Yuan, the male swordsman of Jiajing Sect!
The powerful killing light was blocked by Wan Tiangong, stirring up the surrounding air waves.
Fan Yuan came to Li Qiushui, looked at the blood on her body and asked with concern:
"Qiushui, Qiushui, how are you?"
Ye Fan also landed next to him, bent down, pulled out the ruler, looked at Wan Tiangong and Madman Wang in front of him, and said nothing.
Li Qiu Shui stood up strongly and said:
"It's okay, I can't die."
Fan Yuan felt relieved and said: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please help take care of Qiu Shui. I will kill these two people to avenge Qiu Shui."
"Okay!" Ye Fan helped Li Qiushui.
What he likes most is watching people from various sects fight with each other, and it would be best if he can take advantage of it.
Fan Yuan raised his sword and killed him.
Wan Tiangong and Wang Tianfeng were not afraid, and the two sides soon fought fiercely.
Fan Yuan's sword style opens and closes, which is different from Li Qiushui's water play in the mountains.
Ye Fan does not intend to help. Judging from the current situation, although Fan Yuan does not have the upper hand, he will not lose.
"Fellow Daoist Li, why did you suddenly start fighting?"
Li Qiushui rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's not because of you!"
"Because of me? I'm a man. I'm not interested in men. I can't afford to be jealous because of me..."