Fish swimming around the world

Taihua's disciples are very skilled in swordsmanship, but they are unable to defeat four opponents with just two fists. There are so many opponents that they are surrounded by three levels inside and three levels outside. It is even harder to get out than to reach the sky.

As for the Seven Killing Sword, I have to say that the cultivation level is really amazing. The murderous power of a long sword is astonishing, and his once-broken arm also showed its clues under the broken sleeves. It turned out to be a metal arm with a five-inch tip at the end. A long dagger.

However, those four people were not weak. Lu Hanting's cultivation was far beyond his imagination. How could such a person be ranked thirty-seventh?

Although the other three look like coolies, their cultivation is amazing. A shovel, a pole and a rope are no less than magical weapons.

The Seven Killing Swords were in a tough battle. Although they roared repeatedly and made frequent killing moves, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the iron hook on the strong man's pole to hook his iron arm.

As the strong man wielding the shovel roared, the big shovel chopped off his prosthetic arm.

Before Qi Sha Sword had time to react, the rope was wrapped around his neck. With a sudden pull, his body suddenly lost balance and fell backwards.

At the same time, Lu Hanting's long sword thrust out like lightning, piercing his chest!

Qi Sha Jian stayed on the spot. He didn't even manage to escape. The dignified elder Taihua actually died inexplicably on the riverside, at the hands of an assassin and three coolies.

He held his chest tightly with one arm, half-kneeling on the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

Jiang Fan walked over slowly and looked at him indifferently: "Seven Killing Sword, the sword will kill people when it comes out. There are too many dead souls who died in your hands. I will send you down to see them today."

Qishaojian raised his head blankly: "Jiang Fan...you really dare to kill me..."

Jiang Fan looked at him disdainfully: "Seven Killing Swords, you are too self-righteous. What about Elder Taihua? In the eyes of this king, you are just a person. You are not more than anyone else. You are so proud of yourself." His identity, in the eyes of this king, is nothing more than shit.”

"Taihua, Taihua will not let you go..." Qi Sha Sword's face was full of resentment.

Jiang Fan looked at him mockingly: "You won't let me go? I'll give you a free message. No one will know about your death. Even if Taihua knows, he won't avenge you. Believe me, there is a fool like you behind this." Something I don’t know at all.”

The Seven Killing Sword spat out a mouthful of blood: "Jiang Fan, tell me! I want to be a clear man!"

Jiang Fan chuckled and shook his head: "You don't deserve it!"

"Wow——!" Qi Sha Sword was so angry that he vomited blood again.

"Seventh Elder... I have something to ask. If you can answer it, maybe I will keep your body intact."

Qisha Jian looked at him sarcastically: "You, have you ever begged me?"

Jiang Fan suddenly lowered his voice and asked something in his ear. Qi Sha Jian was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly changed: "You, who are you..."

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I want news about this person. It seems that you really know. Tell me and send your body back to Taihua."

Qi Sha Sword suddenly laughed maniacally: "Hahaha...Jiang Fan, even if I die today, I will make you get what you want, haha..."

Jiang Fan frowned: "Well, I didn't have much hope in the first place. Since you are so stubborn, just die. Don't forget that I killed you when you go to hell. Don't hate the wrong person."

Qi Sha Sword was still laughing wildly, and his voice gradually became fainter. Finally, he stared at Jiang Fan, as if he wanted to say something, but he no longer had the strength to speak, and his head hung down numbly.

Seven Killing Sword, death.

His death directly caused the Taihua disciples to completely collapse and lose their backbone. In the chaos, they were no longer able to resist. In less than a quarter of an hour, they were all killed.

Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, Jiang Fan sighed softly, "Taihua disciples really have some backbone."

Yes, although the Taihua disciples were defeated, none of them tried to escape. They were so proud that they all fought to the death.

"It's weird, you have been with the wrong person in your life..." Jiang Fan shook his head slightly: "Burn them all, don't leave any traces."

Before he finished speaking, a shrill roar came from behind him. He turned around and saw that all the black energy in Lu Yao's body suddenly shook and dissipated.

Seeing Lu Yai falling to the ground, Jiang Fan called Lu Hanting over: "Thirty-seven, he is yours."

Lu Hanting's plain eyes showed complexity for the first time, and he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, you have done what you promised."

Jiang Fan smiled and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, because of your relationship, I didn't kill him. He would only lose his power."

Lu Hanting nodded: "He is willing to give up anything for this skill and kill his emotions and nature. Now it is time for him to lose his skill and look back at the debt he has owed in this life."

"Take him away and come back as soon as possible after settling in."

Lu Hanting nodded slightly, picked up Lu Yai, and turned into a black light and went away.

Watching them go away, Yun Fuyao was extremely confused.

"I... I destroyed the World Honored One with my own hands... He shouldn't have wanted to kill you..."

Jiang Fan gently held her hand: "It's okay, it's okay. Lu Hanting won't kill him, don't worry..."

Yun Fuyao said blankly: "What is the relationship between Lu Hanting and the World Honored One?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while and said softly: "Lu Hanting, also named Lu..."

Yun Fuyao looked surprised: "Could it be..."

Jiang Fan nodded: "As long as you know it in your heart."

"But why did he want to destroy the Buddha's cultivation?"

Jiang Fan sighed: "Everyone has their own pain. Lu Hanting's whole family was ruined by Lu Yai's cultivation, and his emotions and nature were destroyed..."

"Are the rumors true... Some people say that before Lu Shizun entered Taihua, he once transformed into a demon..."

Jiang Fan nodded: "It's all the debt he owes. He should go to that place and spend the rest of his life repenting."

Yun Fuyao showed a confused look: "He said he knew my life experience."

Jiang Fan shook her hand hard: "Ling Yun also knows, you can ask later."

Yun Fuyao hummed softly.

At this moment, the three shirtless coolies also came over, and the strong man carrying the pole greeted them kindly: "Young man, you have grown so big."

The old man pushed him and glared: "Stop yelling, you are a young man who is ignorant, and now you are the prince. Hurry up and pay your respects!"

Jiang Fan hurriedly stepped forward and helped him: "But you can't do it, you can't do it, we are still Jiang Xiaolang, and the three masters will be exposed like this."

The old man also smiled when he heard this: "After all, he is still a young man, he has not changed."

Jiang Fan said: "It can't be changed. I'll go back and find some time to cook fish for you three."

The big man carrying the shovel laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, big carp in the Huangsha River, no one can do it better than Xiao Langjun."

Jiang Fan also agreed: "If you say that again, I won't be able to control my greed."

"Little Langjun, how is the old god doing now?" the old tracker said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, back home... the old god can eat, drink, and sleep. It seems that it won't be a problem to live another hundred and eighty years."

The man carrying the shovel smiled naively: "That's good, that's good. Good people should live a long life."

The old tracker slapped him again: "Don't talk nonsense, the old god is hundreds of years old!"

The person carrying the pole also laughed: "But, my father said that the old immortal will at least live a thousand years, so we all offer incense."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Uncle, it seems that now you have to take over from the old boatman. When will he pass on the iron oar to you?"

The man carrying the pole said honestly: "My father said that I am qualified to be a coolie, but I am still not ready to be a ship's boss. The work on the dock is very different from that on the ship. Let me get more experience."

Jiang Fan said: "Looking at your skill, it is as good as your old man. He must be very happy too."

The person carrying the pole just rubbed the back of his head and smiled.

The old tracker said: "Please, young man, please take good care of the old god. Just say that we all miss him very much."

"Definitely, I think he will definitely find time to go back and take a look."

"The relationship is good. When the time comes, the young man will let you know in advance and we will catch him a live big carp from the Huangsha River."

"It's a must. The old god is greedy. Live ones, about two kilograms are best."

"Haha...it's just that Xiaolangjun knows how to eat..."

Amid laughter, the woodcutter and Zhang Qiubeard also came over.

Zhang Qiu's beard sighed: "The Huangsha River boat boss, the old tracker, and the big river engineer, the three major masters are gathered here."

Seeing that the three of them were confused about their identities, Jiang Fan quickly introduced them.

Knowing that they were the woodcutter and the hunter among the four hermits in the world, the three of them also greeted him respectfully.

"It's not time to talk yet. Please help the three of you clean up the scene and take the people away as soon as possible. It's not a good time to stay here for a long time. We can talk about old times later."

The three of them responded and turned around.

At this moment Wang Shu and Cao Zijian also came over.

Wang Shu bowed first and said, "Wang Shu, the manager of Paradise City, has met King Xiaoyao."

With outsiders present, he did not reveal Jiang Fan's identity.

Jiang Fan was a little surprised. He had heard of this person, but he hadn't seen him yet.

The King of Rats has a nickname, the Rat King, because he is good at controlling rats, which can be said to be like an arm and a finger. This person hides in dark corners all year round and is a very mysterious guy.