The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world

Two white horses without a stray hair, a carriage made of silk satin and red sandalwood, a strong groom in a felt hat and linen clothes, and a handsome bookboy in a blue robe and a small cap.

This is Jiang Feng's car and waiter.

Even Yan Nantian took a shower and changed into brocade green clothes. Even the rusty iron sword at hand was replaced by a blue steel sword with a shark skin sheath.

He really didn't pay attention to details. If he was walking around the world by himself, not to mention the sword at hand, he would probably even wear straw sandals, and it would not be unusual for them to have holes in them.

But he is also a person who considers others, and will not deliberately pretend to be down and dirty Jiang Feng's car. Since his second brother provides everything, he is naturally happy to enjoy it.

His friendship with Jiang Feng cannot be measured by money.

They have similar personalities and good feelings, that's all.

At this time, they had passed Jingmen and were heading towards Xiangyang. Yan Nantian was sitting in the carriage, still looking at Jiang Feng with quite surprised eyes, "I haven't seen you for a few months. Your martial arts are quite advanced, and you have practiced them specially." Swordsmanship?"

When Yan Nantian showed up, Jiang Feng naturally wanted to fight him.

Over the past month or so, Jiang Feng has become completely familiar with his original skills, and combined with You Longsheng's martial arts, his internal strength, light skills, and swordsmanship have all improved greatly.

After comparing the martial arts with the original, Jiang Feng said that if he was attacked by five chickens and a pig in the original work again, he said that he could send them all away.

At this time, Jiang Feng was lying on the couch in the carriage, holding tea in one hand and smiling at Yan Nantian, "I am the brother of the best swordsman in the world. If my swordsmanship is too bad, how can I be justified?"

Yan Nantian laughed when he heard this, "Your martial arts are already better than most people in the world. If you have sharp and fast swordsmanship, I am afraid that many famous masters will not be able to match you."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly. In fact, when he fought with Yan Nantian, his body reaction was still a little slow. After a while, even if he still can't compare to Ah Fei and Jing Wuming, wouldn't it be easy to stab some famous masters in the throat?

As for the so-called famous masters...

Of course, the famous masters that Yan Nantian talks about are different from the famous masters that ordinary people think of.

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Along the way, we pass through Xiangyang, cross the Han River, pass through Nanyang, and then we reach the famous ancient city of Luoyang.

Jiang Feng opened the curtain and looked at the scenery along the road.

In that place, a famous female master was once buried. If she could come to this world, would she be able to compete with Yao Yue?

While Jiang Feng was thinking, he heard the sound of clothes fluttering in front of him.

"Master?" Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows.

"What a light kung fu!" Yan Nantian praised loudly.

The next moment, there was another "swish, swish" sound of clothes. The footsteps may be light or heavy. Some people are walking on the grass, and some are walking across the treetops. Although the light body techniques are different, they are all rare. Good hands.

"Many people are chasing one person?" Jiang Feng asked.

Yan Nantian nodded, "Among the pursuers are Shaolin masters."

Jiang Feng also nodded. He could only hear the sound of breaking wind just now as a blunt weapon, but Yan Nantian obviously heard it as a weapon similar to a stick or a staff.

This place is close to Songshan Mountain, so of course he is a Shaolin disciple, and he is also a master of the Shaolin sect.

"Who can attract so many masters?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"You'll know after you go and see!" Yan Nantian said with a smile, "If he is a treacherous and evil person, just get rid of him!"

Jiang Feng stood up and said with a smile, "With so many masters from the Shaolin Temple present, I'm afraid my elder brother won't have a chance to make a move."

Yan Nantian laughed and said, "There is no best. I just want to see the Buddhist secrets of the Shaolin monks."

"parking!"

Jiang Feng gave an order and the coachman stopped in front of the door.

"Jiang Gui, Jiang Qin, you guys are waiting here. My eldest brother and I will go take a look." Jiang Feng said.

The coachman responded loudly, while Jiang Qin pulled Jiang Feng's sleeve, with worry in his eyes, and warned him, "Young master, be careful!"

Yan Nantian saw it and admired it in his heart.

Jiang Feng patted Jiang Qin's arm, "Don't worry, with big brother here, even if all the evil spirits in the world gather together, they won't be able to hurt a single hair on my head."

Yan Nantian laughed when he heard this, and then with a show of his body, he rushed away first, "Let me see how your Qinggong is!"

Jiang Feng didn't even turn around, his figure floated up, then turned around in the air, and lightly caught up with Yan Nantian behind a tree trunk on the side of the road. He seemed to be relaxed, but was actually very fast, not even half a minute slower.

"What a light kung fu!" Yan Nantian praised.

Although he didn't use all his strength, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who can achieve this level of lightness.

However, Jiang Feng shook his head, "But compared to the person who escaped first, I guess he is still slightly inferior."

The sound of the man's clothes blowing in the wind just now was very light and fine, and even had a faint whistling sound, which showed that he was going very fast. If the person chasing behind him hadn't had strong skills, he would have been thrown away long ago.

"Indeed, there are only a handful of people in the world who have such light skills, but I don't know who actually provoked Shaolin masters to mobilize in large numbers?"

Yan Nantian also became curious. As his body rose and fell, his speed was not slow at all, but there was no sound of breaking wind, which showed that his internal energy was deep and strong.

Jiang Feng did not have this ability, but the Shenlong Nine-fold Body Technique and the lightness skills he had practiced in the Kunlun Snow Valley were not weak. He followed Yan Nantian and chased the large army in front.

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"Thief, you plotted against the only lay disciple of the Shaolin leader. Do you still want to survive?"

"There is no way you can escape in heaven or on earth!"

"Shaolin Divine Monk Master Puyi takes action with the four protectors. Surrender quickly and follow the Shaolin Divine Monk back to Mount Song to face the wall and repent!"

Among the pursuers, in addition to Shaolin Master Puyi and the Four Great Protectors, there are also many Shaolin lay disciples who have gone down to establish careers, as well as many masters in Henan Wulin.

But the man in front obviously didn't want to spend the rest of his life in Songshan Shaolin Temple.

As his body flashed, An Qingzi, who was like a shower of flowers, was thrown towards him.

"careful!"

"There is a hidden weapon!"

"Ahead is Mount Yao. He wants to enter the mountain and get rid of us!"

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant sounded, and the old monk chasing at the front waved his Zen staff and said, "Senior Brother Puxin has long expected that he wants to enter Funiu Mountain from Shaanxi to Gansu, and he is already waiting in front."

"The Shaolin monk knows things like a god!"

"Hahaha, listen up, thief! You have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth!"

"Hehehe..."

Ethereal laughter came, intermittent like a patient recovering from a serious illness, without a trace of yang, "If you want to trap me, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

At the same time, on the way into the mountain, another old monk appeared with nine Shaolin monks.

As a result, the fleeing figure in front could only pause and fly towards the woods on the side.

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