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Jia Xing, ancient fragrance. The whole place was imbued with an exquisite and exquisite feeling that caused one's mind to waver. Especially this Wattage Vessel, it was a scene above the Blue Lake. Think about it, on top of the Jia Xing Tower, how much pleasure would it be to choose a window facing the lake, and take a sip of the famous girl's red Jia Xing, and eat a mouthful of the fragrant Jia Xing meat, and watch the Wattage Vessel flow in and out while listening to the Jia Xing ballads that curled endlessly by one's ears.

It was the season where the fragrance of wine permeated the air. There was a table of guests by the red window. Compared to those rich and powerful people, they did not seem to stand out at all. However, during the time of the Blue Lake Summit, people who were able to sit at the window of the most famous restaurant and watch the Blue Lake Villa were naturally not ordinary people.

Their eyes silently watched everything that happened atop the Jia Xing, a trace of anxiousness and worry in their eyes.

"Don't worry, they are experts who have been selected from the family. There shouldn't be any problems!" The middle-aged man was holding a blue and white porcelain cup of wine. It was just that the salty smell of blood coming from the Blue Lake made him a little nervous.

The middle-aged man slowly stood up and walked around the Eight Immortals Table. He stood by himself with his hands behind his back, next to the carved jade railings. He closed his eyes and felt a chill on the back of his neck. It was a chilling sensation.

On this ancient wooden table of the Eight Immortals sat two other people, and on the left was a ruddy old man. Wearing a unique white robe, his hair and beard rippled like silver rain in the wind and rain. The wrinkles at the corner of his eyes betrayed his age, but his protruding temples revealed that he was a martial arts master.

Sitting on the right side of the middle-aged man was a free and easy looking young man. He was holding a wine cup in his hand, and his wild and untamed face had a slight frown on it. He seemed to be deep in thought.

However, the eyes of the three of them were faintly discernable as they glanced at the Blue Lake. More specifically, it was the's surface rippled with Wattage Vessel s that were like lonely boats. The pitter-patter of rain continued to fall, following which Yang Liufeng, who was at Jia Xing, fell one after another. He wet the middle-aged man's clothes and fell into his wine cup.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes as he focused his vision. He suddenly raised the wine cup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. Veins popped out on his pale hand as his blood surged. With just a little bit of force, he heard a click. The ancient wine cup had already been crushed into pieces. The white jade fragments pierced into his palm and blood dripped down drop by drop.

The old man glanced at the lake's surface and then looked at the middle-aged man. He asked hesitantly: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

The middle-aged man nodded and firmly said, "This must be done." After pausing for a moment, the middle-aged man turned around and stared fixedly at the old man as he sighed: "Thinking back to back then, Zhou Cangfeng was nothing more than a concubine born from our Zhou Family, an illegitimate child. Do you really think that some of your accomplishments can stand on our heads, using the true nature of your Zhou Family? It's simply a joke! "

After taking a deep breath to calm himself down, the middle-aged man seemed to realize that he had lost his composure. He slowly sat down and looked at the old man and the smiling young man in silence.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally said, "Legend has it that there is an expert protecting that girl. Are you really confident? It is said that he is a Top Grade Nine Warriors! "

The middle-aged man sneered, and flicked his sleeves in disdain: "Top Grade Nine Warriors? In this day and age, when did Nine Grade Warriors become as worthless as Chicken Dog? I have investigated that cyan robed expert and found out that he is just a peddler and not of much use. My people should be able to deal with it! "

The old man shook his head, and said cautiously: "What kind of person is Zhou Cangfeng, how can he not have arrangements? It's best if you stay careful!"

"Be careful!" The middle-aged man laughed coldly, looked at the broken wine cup beside him, and laughed with a hint of contempt: "Zhou Cangfeng is indeed a person, but that girl, he, is only so much, no one else has Zhou Family!"

"I wonder where your confidence comes from?" The young man said with a mocking smile.

The middle-aged man pinched his eyebrows and laughed out loud. "I heard that this girl seems to be lustful and has gathered all the people around her into her Jin Ling." Shaking his head, the middle-aged man laughed: "I really don't understand, how could such a young man with Whitey's face be able to capture the heart of our young miss."

As if he felt a sense of sadness and confusion, the middle-aged man took a gulp of the white jade wine jug on the table and sighed to the sky, "Women are only women after all. It's hard to accomplish big things, it's hard to achieve big things!"

The young man also laughed and said, "A girl with a shackle in her heart is indeed easy to deal with!"

However, the old man didn't seem to agree completely. He only shook his head helplessly. After a long while, the old man asked: "Did you send someone to go to Jin Ling?" The middle-aged man said with a laugh, "Of course, why don't you use this opportunity? "When I capture that brat, I'll see if she doesn't give in!"

The elder laughed bitterly once again, but didn't say anything else.

It was only at this moment that the clear zither once again rang out from the waters above the Blue Lake, spiralling upwards. Water splashed everywhere around the special Wattage Vessel. Like a ferocious monster, it wanted to swallow up the Wattage Vessel that was swaying on the surface of the lake.

There was no trace of fear or palpitation, and it seemed to become even more melodious.

Above the Jia Xing Tower, the middle-aged man let out a cold laugh, and said: "You're already at the end of your life, yet you still have such a good mood." Then he smiled and said, "But that's good too. It's better to die in joy than in fear!"

The instant his words fell, the entire Wattage Vessel floated up in broad daylight under the gazes of everyone present. Ripples spread out in the air, and with a power that could sweep away an entire army, he shouted. On the bow of the ship was a middle-aged man in a simple green robe. His sword-like eyebrows were raised, and the sword behind his back was ready to strike at any moment.

At the place where the tip of the sword was pointed, waves of shocking water billowed up, sweeping away everything.

Above the Jia Xing Building, the middle-aged man looked at the Wattage Vessel that had disappeared from his sight with fury. He furiously punched the railing, and wood shavings immediately flew into the air. "How, how is this possible, how is this possible!"

Jin Ling City, within the Linglong Pavilion, Chen Yufan was constantly playing with a piece of Evil Warding Jade in his hand, with a charming smile on his face, he looked at the respectful and respectful little crown prince, and said: "This game is getting more and more interesting. Bring some people to the Blue Lake and take that family head's head off! "

"Yes, Lord Fifth …."

It could not be denied that these people with Jia Xing had angered Chen Yufan, this lion that did not show its strength. Towards someone who dared to attack him, or even disrespect him, Chen Yufan's means were definitely like thunder. If they angered him, the consequences would be quite severe. Even though he didn't say it out loud, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he wanted to kill someone to establish his might. And it was to help others establish their might.

Above the Blue Lake, the Wattage Vessel floated past the Jia Xing like a speedboat, leaving behind two white waves and a legend that would allow future generations to enjoy the praise.

The Nine Grade Qing Shanke was still standing firmly at the bow of the ship, the sound of the zither still curling up inside the ship, as if it was not affected by the terrifying assassination attempt just now. Under the rampage of the sword energy, there weren't any corpses on the Blue Lake. There were just a few ripples, and everything after that, returned to a terrifying calm environment.

Allowing the bangs above his head to float amidst the storm, Qing Shanke gave a cold snort. He looked indifferently at the ancient sword in his hand, and his face instantly revealed a trace of dissatisfaction. The sword of the life-like Dragon Mark actually had a tinge of blood on it, although it was barely visible, but Qing Shanke was still dissatisfied.

It's been thirteen years. I didn't do anything for thirteen years, but I can't believe I'm a bit new to this!" The green-robed guest caressed the long sword in his hand. His expression was somewhat dejected, as if he was displaying the loneliness of an expert. It was a gloomy expression, filled with endless desolation. However, his expression quickly became stern again as he shouted, "Who are you, show yourself!

Qing Shanke, Top Grade Nine Warriors, even if you looked around the entire world, you would still be able to find experts on par with him. However, today, there was a person who had easily dodged the sword aura that he had painstakingly cultivated for many years and had even been secretly following him from the shadows. Qing Shanke could clearly feel that this person was on the boat.

His hair stood on end as he was shocked by the answer. It seemed that no one other than that man had been able to make him fall for such a trap.

Just as Qing Shanke said that, a handsome figure dressed in a black suit appeared at the bow of the ship, quietly standing behind him. Qing Shanke suddenly turned around, the ancient sword in his hand suddenly thrusted out, the dazzling sword released a shocking burst of speed and power, straight towards the incoming person's throat.

Whether it was in terms of direction, speed, or control of power, this sword attack could be considered a classic, with the intention of faintly breaking through to the next realm. He looked around with a single sword strike, filling the vast wilderness. White sword light enveloped the man, as if he could pierce through all the blood vessels in his body at any moment and kill him instantly at the bow of the ship.

Such a floating sword technique was indeed the ultimate song in this world. However, wherever the blade of the sword passed, the person would not move. However, there was a faint smile on his face that was neither surprised nor impatient. It was completely natural. Those sharp eyes were indifferent and speechless, but it was as if they could see through all of Qing Shanke's sword intent and flaws in his sword intent.

Suddenly, Qing Shanke stopped in his tracks, he stopped the sword in his hand, pointed the sword straight at the man's throat, and asked coldly: "Why didn't you dodge?"

The man stroked the willow tree that fell off his body and asked with a smile, "Then why didn't you stab it?"

Qing Shanke looked at the person who came over somewhat puzzled. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, then suddenly both of them laughed at the sky. It was as if he was an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time, but the sword tip in Qing Shanke's hand was still pointing towards the incoming person, he shook his head and said, "Your cultivation is profound and unfathomable, why have you come? If you are here for my Young Miss, please return. Otherwise, even if I know that I am no match for you, I will still have to experience your powerful techniques. "

The person laughed silently, turned around, and with a swift step, he dodged Qing Shanke's sword and arrived in front of him. There was still a smile on his face: "What do I want to do, are you able to stop me?"

Qing Shanke's face revealed astonishment, in this world, the number of people who could escape from his sword could be counted on one hand, but the young man in front of him was obviously not one of them. Even Qing Shanke himself could not see his miraculous footwork from before. Without waiting for Qing Shanke to speak, the person who came first said: "Relax, I am not on the same path as them, I am only here on orders from my family head to look for Miss Zhou Qianyun, send me a few words, then leave!"