The smoke and rain are swaying.

Wind and rain.

Standing on the gradually silent hull of the boat, holding a paper umbrella in his hand, covering the drizzle above his head, he looked at Yin Zhiping in a pink robe opposite.

The cool breeze struck, the hair fluttered, and the drizzle that was blown and danced wet the robe under the umbrella, and there was a burst of cool and cold meaning.

Boom!

Countless bubbles emerged from the water, and the hull of the ship was already submerged under his feet. When his feet were about to be stained with water, Yue Yuan moved.

Click!

At a little on the hull of the ship, which was only a little exposed, Yue Yuan led people with a paper umbrella, and with the help of the wind, it was like a piece of paper blown up by the wind, flying in the direction of Yin Zhiping.

Equally.

The boat under Yin Zhiping's feet also sank completely, and at the same moment, he also made a move.

On the moat, two paper umbrellas, one blue and one pink, quickly approached each other in the smoke and rain.

The moment they touched, the two drew their swords.

Under the umbrella, the long sword was like a dragon, turning into a cold light and stabbing directly at the umbrella held by the other party. Amazingly, Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping chose to break each other's paper umbrellas at the same time at this moment.

It can be said that in this current battle, whoever breaks the umbrella will lose.

Yue Yuan didn't want to lose, and he didn't think he would lose in light work.

Yin Zhiping, on the other hand, can't lose, so he is even more pressing the potential of his body.

Well!

With a surprise in his heart, in mid-air, Yue Yuan's body fell backwards, and the paper umbrella in his hand avoided Yin Zhiping's three-foot Qingfeng's stabbing attack, and at the same time kicked up with his right foot, and the tip of his foot kicked the sword body in Yin Zhiping's hand, and with a light sound, Yin Zhiping's long sword was directly kicked out of direction.

Bite!

At the same time, Yue Yuan also felt that the long sword in his hand had stabbed a metal object.

Looking up, Yue Yuan realized that Yin Zhiping, who had been kicked crooked by himself, had blocked the tip of his sword with the bottom of the hilt in his hand. So that his long sword did not pierce the parachute.

“……”

Slightly shocked in his heart, Yin Zhiping didn't know much about Yue Yuan, he knew the other party's light skills, as well as internal strength and palm skills, because these could be seen in the battle between Yue Yuan and Guo Jing at the Hero Conference.

In his heart, although he had guessed Yue Yuan's swordsmanship, it was the first time he had seen Yue Yuan's true swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship is not that extremely mysterious, but it is the same fast path as him, but the fast methods of the two are different, and the temperament they show is also different.

After the two exchanged moves in mid-air, Yin Zhiping's figure flew backwards under Yue Yuan's sword stab, and Yue Yuan fell down on the water below.

"Huh!"

With a chuckle, Yue Yuan let his body fall downward, and when he was about to fall into the water, the paper umbrella in Yue Yuan's hand rotated, moved to the bottom of his body, and fell straight into the water with his straight body under his head and feet.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, the back of the stretched paper umbrella directly pressed against the water.

The waves were rippling, and the surface of the water, which was originally just a trace of water, began to ripple, as if it had been pressed down by a depression, slightly sinking.

Immediately, with the help of elasticity, Yue Yuan crossed up again.

The paper umbrella in his hand rotated with the person, bringing out a long wave of water, drawing a transparent circle in mid-air.

Boom!

The long sword in Yue Yuan's hand changed from sweeping to patting, swung sideways, and directly hit the circular waves of water around him.

Suddenly.

The water waves broke up and turned into countless water droplets, slashing their heads and heads towards Yin Zhiping in mid-air like a goddess scattering flowers.

"It's!"

Yin Zhiping, who was holding an umbrella in one hand, couldn't help frowning when he saw this in mid-air, and so many water droplets were like sharp arrows slashing at his head, which made him very frightened. This can't be borrowed from mid-air at all, even if it is the progress of Jin Yangong, it can't be avoided.

Because the range of water droplets in front of me is too large.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhiping could only frown, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand flew up at an extremely fast speed to disperse these water droplets.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of crisp crashing sounds sounded, as if countless pearls had fallen on the jade plate.

In the splash, the three-foot Qingfeng in Yin Zhiping's hand was almost invisible, and he could only see the splash in front of him and in front of the umbrella.

But there are too many water droplets, no matter what Yin Zhiping does, he can't stop the water droplets that come from the sky, and sometimes even if they break it up, the splash still has a lot of strength. In that crisp crashing sound, there was also a muffled sound from time to time.

Every time a muffled sound sounded, a small hole appeared in the chalk paper umbrella in Yin Zhiping's hand.

The sound stops, the sword stops.

People fall towards the water.

Yin Zhiping's face was pale, but he was already on the surface of the water, treading water and flying, heading towards the shore.

Equally.

Yue Yuan also held a blue paper umbrella like a dragonfly and passed by.

One pink and one blue, the two figures fell on the shore like green smoke.

……

On the riverside, under the city wall of Xiangyang.

Yue Yuan and Yin Zhiping stood side by side, looking at the direction of the canopy boat that had been completely silent in the center of the river, and were silent.

Long.

Yue Yuan, who had been waiting, spoke up and said, "Brother Yin, your martial arts entry into the realm is beyond my expectations, what kind of martial arts is this?" In the confrontation just now, although Yue Yuan had a guess in his heart, he didn't think that Yin Zhiping had really learned the sunflower treasure book.

After thinking about it, Yue Yuan decided to open his mouth and ask the question in his heart.

“……”

Yin Zhiping was silent for a long time when he heard this, and then he said loudly: "Innate Gong, I have cultivated the Gong of my Sect Zhen Sect, Innate Gong!" ”

First...... Innate power?

Yue Yuan was stunned when he heard this. In his feeling, innate power shouldn't be this rhythm. But the problem is, no one has ever seen what this innate skill is.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this innate skill?

Thinking in his heart, Yue Yuan didn't say it, but just suppressed this doubt in his heart, but sighed: "I see! ”

"It's a pity!"

Yin Zhiping sighed, looked up at the pink paper umbrella in his hand, which was full of holes, and the umbrella pole was full of chips, and said in frustration: "I lost after all!" ”

"No!"

However, to Yin Zhiping's surprise, Yue Yuan denied his self-talk, and when he turned around, he saw Yue Yuan looking up at his own umbrella with a strange expression, and said slowly: "It's me who lost!" ”

The voice fell.

Hearing a snap, the blue paper umbrella in Yue Yuan's hand had cracked, and a large crack appeared on the surface of the umbrella.

Looking at the umbrella surface of the paper umbrella in his hand in a daze, Yue Yuan's mind recalled the previous confrontation, although he also broke the opponent's umbrella, but after all, Yin Zhiping's speed was one step faster, and the energy carried by the three-foot Qingfeng broke the umbrella, but it only broke out at the moment.

Although Yue Yuan was able to avoid such a thing, he still allowed this energy to remain on his paper umbrella.

“……”

Silently looking at Yue Yuan's back as he turned to leave, Yin Zhiping's lips moved, he didn't say anything, but his face showed a hint of joy. Yue Yuan's words told him that his efforts were not in vain.

If I had my current strength, I would definitely be able to protect the dragon girl.

Thinking of this, the joy on Yin Zhiping's face that had just gotten up dissipated, but what flowed on his face again was a kind of remorse. Unfortunately, it was too late!

The pink paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand also fell to the ground, Yin Zhiping stood in the smoke and rain so fixedly, letting the wind and rain blow in his face.

Red sleeves like knives.

In this battle, Yin Zhiping lost, and Yang Guo also lost.

And Yue Yuan himself lost deliberately in this confrontation on the river.

The spring breeze struck, blowing straight to the ground The two paper umbrellas that fell to the ground kept rolling, and the long sword that was casually inserted on the ground by Yue Yuan kept swaying.

In the mist of smoke and rain, the blue back disappeared into the city gate of Xiangyang.