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Mu Yifeng was more shocked than the people on the boat.

He clearly remembered that when they were separated last time, Qin Sang was only in the early stage of foundation building. Now his cultivation level could only be comparable to his, but he actually had such terrifying strength.

Kill a master of the same level with one sword!

After Mu Yifeng was briefly absent-minded, he suddenly realized that now was not the time to think about such things. He hurriedly sent a message to Qin Sang and quickly explained the enemy's presence on the ship. Then he turned back without hesitation, kept escaping the light, and tried his best to fly forward.

He is no longer able to fight anymore. Staying here will only become a drag on Qin Sang and make him take advantage of him.

Qin Sang was still lurking underwater without showing up. When he saw Mu Yifeng's actions, he secretly praised him and looked at the water in the distance.

It was learned from Mu Yifeng that there were seven people on board.

There are two masters in the late stage of foundation building who need Qin Sang's attention. One of them is the owner of the awning boat, that is, the person standing at the bow.

The other person had injuries on his body. Qin Sang had seen someone sitting cross-legged at the stern of the boat, and he estimated that this person was among them.

Before Qin Sang met them, Mu Yifeng had already fought a battle with the monks of the Tianxing Alliance.

Of course, during the war, Mu Yifeng was not alone in the Xiaohan Region, otherwise he would not have been able to persist for so long, but now he is the only one left.

Along with Mu Yifeng, there was a senior fellow from Shaohua Mountain named Kuang Yi, whom Qin Sang had heard of.

Kuang Yi's cultivation level was slightly better than that of Mu Yifeng, but unfortunately he was entangled during the battle. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, he killed several people desperately and severely injured one of the masters in the late stage of foundation building. Only then did Mu Yifeng find a chance to escape.

Except for the two masters in the late stage of foundation building, the other five people's cultivation levels are uneven, but they cooperate very well and advance and retreat in an orderly manner. If they are entangled by them, it will not be easy to get rid of them.

Fortunately, the monks of the Tianxing Alliance also paid a huge price, and these were the only ones left, and almost all of them were injured, and their strength was greatly reduced.

Qin Sang's eyes were fixed on the black-topped boat in the distance, secretly activating his escape technique, and slowly retreated. Before leaving, he did not forget to use his spiritual power to roll up the mustard bag on the corpse and take away the loot.

The awning boat stopped.

The water and the sky are the same color.

A lone boat floats quietly in the jewel-like clear lake water. This scene is quiet and beautiful.

The people on the boat, including the two who were sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breaths, all stood up at this time, with unusually solemn expressions, staring straight ahead, with deep horror in their eyes.

The vast water surface stretches as far as the eye can see. You can vaguely see where the two halves of the corpse fell, and there is a pool of lake water dyed blood-colored.

The blood spread out and was quickly diluted to the point where it was invisible to the naked eye.

There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

"Senior Brother Luo, that sword... the sword came out like lightning, accompanied by divine thunder, it couldn't be..."

A young man in a long gown recalled the shocking scene just now. His throat twitched and his voice was dry. He subconsciously looked at the man in a green shirt standing at the bow of the ship.

This person is his fellow senior fellow student, his surname is Luo.

After the man surnamed Luo stopped the awning boat, he kept his eyes fixed on the front. The awning boat was the magical weapon of the Qingshan man and was controlled by him. He had maintained this position since the boat stopped, standing there motionless and not moving the boat.

People behind him couldn't see his expression and didn't know what he was thinking.

After hearing the words of the young man in long gown, the others' expressions changed slightly and their eyes focused on him.

There was a clever person who immediately thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Sword Qi Thunder Sound! Sun, fellow Daoist, are you talking about Sword Qi Thunder Sound?!"

Everyone's expressions changed when they heard this.

Sword Qi Thunder Sound, the realm of swordsmanship that swordsmen pursue all their lives!

Sun and Luo's sect is very good at swordsmanship. In the past hundred years, there has only been one monk in the alchemy stage who has successfully understood the sound of sword energy and thunder, and he is quite famous in the Tianxing Alliance.

"How could it be the thunder sound of sword energy? Could it be that the golden elixir from Xiaohan Region is here?"

Some people exclaimed, their faces full of horror.

There was an uproar on the awning boat.

If the golden elixir comes, they will definitely die. Even if they try to escape now, it will be in vain!

"Could it be that he used thunder skills combined with sword skills to disguise himself as the thunder sound of sword energy?"

"Fellow Daoist Sun, have you really seen clearly?"

…

At this time, a man in white clothes who had been protected by everyone came out, looked at the back of the man named Luo, and asked in a solemn voice: "Fellow Daoist Luo, I was adjusting my breath just now, and I didn't see clearly... What did you see?" Is it really the sound of sword energy and thunder?"

The man surnamed Luo let out a long breath and then turned around. The expression on his face was a bit strange, a bit thankful and a bit envious.

"It is indeed the thunder sound of sword energy! I have seen my uncle demonstrate it with my own eyes, but..."

The man surnamed Luo shook his head slightly, "But he is not a monk in the alchemy stage. This man's swordsmanship is indeed powerful. He can kill fellow Daoist Wu with one sword, but it is not a golden elixir! The same sword is far less terrifying than the master uncle. Otherwise, he would not have to sneak attack and hide his head and tail. ...This person must be a foundation-building monk!"

Not a golden elixir!

Everyone looked relaxed, but then showed even more surprised expressions,

"Understanding the sound of sword energy and thunder during the foundation building stage, this... even in legends, not many people can do it..."

The man surnamed Luo nodded and said with envy: "In the lower division, so far, there has only been one amazingly talented senior who has made it this far. Unfortunately, that senior's spiritual roots were mixed and ended up in the fake elixir realm. !”

"Even if it's not a golden elixir, don't relax!"

The man surnamed Luo warned in a deep voice, "You have all seen the power of that sword. Fellow Daoist Wu has no power to resist! There is no need for Luo to elaborate on the terrifying sound of sword energy and thunder, otherwise it would not fascinate countless sword cultivators. They all used the magic weapon Come out and help each other, don't be alone, let this person have a chance to use the sword!"

Everyone knew how powerful he was, so they gathered in a group and obeyed the order, using magic weapons to guard the surroundings. Their alertness was raised to the extreme, and their eyes were alert, staring at the seemingly calm waters nearby.

The man in white didn't dare to show off, so he held out a flying sword and floated it in front of him, but secretly sent a message to the man named Luo: "Fellow Daoist Luo, that man's strength is unfathomable and he is proficient in ghost tricks. The enemy is hidden in the dark. , I’m in Ming Dynasty, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to deal with.”

The man named Luo's eyes flashed, "What do fellow Taoists mean?"

"Several seniors only asked us to chase them one after another and prevent them from finding reinforcements, but they did not say that they must be wiped out. Now our team has suffered so many casualties. Even Wu Daoyou has died unfortunately. This is the first time. We can't lose everyone's lives. Leave them all here, right? What do you think, Fellow Daoist Luo?"

Listening to the man in white's words, the man named Luo knew that he was thinking of quitting.

An opponent who is proficient in sword energy, thunder and sound and can kill late-stage foundation-building masters is hiding in the dark and watching with eagerness, which is really unsettling.

"Fellow Taoist is right. We have killed several people and delayed the opponent for so long. Now we can explain to our seniors when we go back..."

The monk surnamed Luo nodded gently, stepped a little, and the awning boat turned around and broke through the waves.