Zongwu: I move the court with the rivers and lakes

A deep voice sounded from Jiang Yin's mouth again.

"Sword One: Phantom Rain."

The sword energy in the reincarnation sword immediately withdrew and turned around, and the sword was turned by Jiang Yin and stuck behind him.

Then the sword fingers of the left hand condensed and slowly raised.

An extremely cold finger force was released from the fingertips, and it was the sword energy that had just been withdrawn into it.

The next moment, the rain around Jiang Yin's body turned into a three-inch-long Frost Sword, resting next to the finger of his left hand.

"go with!"

The sword points out, target, Murong Fu!

shhhhhh!

All of a sudden, countless Frost Three-Inch Swords rushed towards Murong Fu at an extremely fast speed!

Sword One, Phantom Rain!

Based on the finger force of the phantom yin finger, it incorporates its own sword energy, and uses water as the carrier to release countless sword energy.

This was Jiang Yin's first sword after he realized his own way of swordsmanship.

It is also the martial art he first learned, the magic yin finger, which is fused.

All this happened between lightning and flint!

As the phantom rain of sword energy struck, Murong Fu's expression changed drastically.

In this sword, he felt the threat of death.

"How is it possible? This kid actually knows such a strong swordsmanship? Where does he come from? Why has he never heard of it?"

Murong got anxious again.

Facing this terrifying phantom rain sword energy, he quickly ran through countless martial arts in his mind, but none of them could deal with them.

unless……

At the moment of life and death, Murong Fu had no time to think about it, he moved his hands, and a powerful internal force was immediately concentrated.

Then he stretched out both palms, as if a golden force turned into an invisible net, enveloping the phantom rain sword energy one by one!

Move the stars!

The magical martial arts of the Murong family can push back all the martial arts.

At this moment, Murong Fu felt that he was powerless to dodge, so he could only use this move to save himself.

The power of the divine skill is no small matter.

But Murong Fu's cultivation practice is just an introduction, and his power is limited. Facing this magic rain of swords, he is somewhat unable to support it.

"This kid's sword is so strong?"

Murong Fu was even more surprised.

And this scene also fell into the eyes of Wang Yuyan on the second floor.

She knows a hundred schools of martial arts, so how could she not recognize Murong Fu's transformation?

When Murong Fu was practicing this martial art, Wang Yuyan provided a lot of her own opinions.

Seeing its use at this moment, my heart was shocked.

"This masked warrior Li Yanzong is... cousin? How could he be cousin!"

Wang Yuyan was shocked in her heart, and her face turned pale.

Although she didn't want to believe this, but recalling this person's martial arts moves, body and movement, and this move in front of her, she was absolutely certain that Li Yanzong in front of her was Murong Fu.

but why?

Why, when my cousin saw that he was in trouble, not only did he not help, but instead he pretended to be Li Yanzong to deliberately make things difficult for him?

What's even more strange is, why did he slap himself?

If Duan Yu hadn't resisted that palm, she would have died at this moment.

"Why did my cousin kill me?"

Wang Yuyan couldn't figure it out, but tears were already falling silently from her eyes.

For Wang Yuyan, the person she loved since she was young wanted to kill her. This was really a shocking news.

For a moment, she had mixed feelings, and she didn't know what to do or what to say.

On the other side, the contest between Jiang Yin and Murong Fu has reached its final juncture.

"break!"

Jiang Yin drank low, and pressed forward again with the sword finger of his left hand!

Although Murong Fu's force of using Dou Zhuan Xing to shift back is strong, it is still within his tolerance range.

As he exerted his strength again, the magic rain sword energy directly broke through the big net woven by Dou Zhuan Xing Yi.

There was only the sound of tearing in the air, and then the frost swords shattered one after another, but the big net was also melting.

Evenly matched?

No, there is only one last of the countless phantom rain sword qi left!

I saw the last Frost Three-Inch Sword piercing through the big net, stabbing Murong Fu straight!

"what!"

Seeing this, Murong Fu was shocked, but now he was powerless to resist, let alone dodge, he could only use his last remaining strength to turn his body around.

Stab it!

The Frost Three-Inch Sword pierced through his left shoulder, bringing up a spray of cold blood!

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"what!"

Murong Fu let out a scream, and covered his left shoulder with his right hand.

Fighting against the enemy, they couldn't even block this blow.

For a moment, he felt a little fear of Jiang Yin in his heart.

But more anger!

Because he lost!

After performing the battle to turn the stars, he still lost.

Lost to an unknown sword move.

Recalling the power of that sword just now, Murong Fu couldn't help being terrified.

"Damn it, it's really unwise to fight this person again at this time, it's better to withdraw first."

Although Murong Fu was unwilling, he also knew that if he continued to fight, he might die on the spot.

Therefore, he intends to retreat.

I saw that his right hand quickly gathered palm strength, and then he slapped out with one palm!

This palm brought countless raindrops and soil, and rushed towards Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin turned the sword flower in his hand and knocked them all back.

But Murong Fu had already run five zhang away.

"Stinky boy, I have written down today's revenge, and I will avenge it in the future!"

Murong Fu fled quickly, but Jiang Yin did not pursue after seeing this.

Don't chase after the poor.

Right now he is stronger than Murong Fu, but if he fights to the death, he will inevitably pay some price.

What's more, killing Murong Fu will definitely provoke Murong Bo's pursuit.

He doesn't want to be stared at by a great master every day, at least not now.

Jiang Yin never does anything that is harmful but not beneficial.

And there is only one Duan Yu in the mill who is waiting for him to save his life.

With him gone, Duan Yu might not survive the night.

Therefore, Jiang Yin directly gave up pursuing Murong Fu and returned to the mill to check on Duan Yu's situation.

As for Murong Fu's threat, Jiang Yin was not afraid at all.

Just a loser.

The owner and hostess of the mill had already been shivering with fear and hiding in a corner.

Jiang Yin naturally ignored them at the moment, and went straight to Duan Yu's side to feel his pulse.

"Mr. Jiang, how is Mr. Duan?"

Wang Yuyan also came back to her senses at this moment, and asked softly.

"That palm is extremely powerful. If an ordinary person receives this palm, his meridians will rupture and he will die. But Mr. Duan's inner strength is extremely deep, comparable to that of a master, so he cannot die for the time being.

However, if the treatment is not carried out in time, it will be sad tonight.Ms. Wang, this is the antidote for the sad and crisp breeze. You smell it, it will first cure the poison in your body, and then help me protect the law. "

Jiang Yin opened the medicine bottle and put it under Wang Yuyan's nose to detoxify her.

After a while, Wang Yuyan regained her strength.

"What can I do?"

"Don't let anyone bother me. If any pursuers come, let me know."

After Jiang Yin finished speaking, he took out the Jiuhua Yulu pill from his bosom and stuffed it directly into Duan Yu's mouth. Then, the internal force of his palms condensed and pressed against his back to heal his injuries.

Jiuhua Yulu Pill, which is specially used to treat internal injuries, should have a miraculous effect at this moment.

Jiang Yin originally had eight left on his body, and Cheng Ying gave him another ten. Now that there are plenty of them, it doesn't feel bad to use them.

Huiyuan Zen Kung Fu is running, quickly repairing the wounds in Duan Yu's body.

"Murong Fu's palm is really ruthless. If Duan Yu hadn't sacrificed himself to block it, Wang Yuyan would have survived three more breaths, and her life would be determined."

Jiang Yin secretly complained in his heart, and then began to concentrate on healing Duan Yu.

Although the injury was serious, but Duan Yu's own deep internal strength, together with the medicinal pills and Jiang Yin's Huiyuan Zen Kungfu, it would not be a big problem to heal it.

Looking at the two people who were healing, Wang Yuyan's face was full of worry.

But when she thought of Murong Fu, her heart was full of sadness.

At this moment, she has come to her senses and probably knows why Murong Fu attacked her.

Her cousin has always been arrogant.

Facing Jiang Yin, who was nearly ten years younger than him, he almost lost, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

"Cousin, are you going to attack me for victory? As long as you speak, how can I harm you?"

Wang Yuyan felt sad in her heart, her admiration for Murong Fu suddenly decreased a lot.

The love of youth is actually fragile most of the time.

Disillusionment is often instantaneous.

An hour later, Jiang Yin withdrew his palm and let out a breath of foul air.

"Master Jiang, what's the matter?"

"It's all right. His life has been saved. He only needs to rest for a few days before he can recover to the same lively Duan Yu."

"Really?"

Wang Yuyan said in surprise.

She saw that Duan Yu's injury was serious, how could he recover so quickly?