The river breeze was rustling and the waves were rolling, and a small boat carried Yang Zhen towards the center of the river.
Behind you are steep and beautiful green mountains. On the other side, you can see the vast yellow sand. A river divides the two sides into completely different worlds.
With such a wonderful sight, if he were not worried about the soldiers chasing behind him, the young man would have liked to drink wine in the wind and sing a song.
One hundred feet, two hundred feet, three hundred feet...
The boat was swaying leisurely and peacefully.
There is a demon fish swimming back and forth in the river, looming.
They turned a deaf ear to the piece of wood floating on the water and were too lazy to pay attention to it.
If those people from the Zhou Kingdom saw it, they would probably be shocked: How did these fish monsters become so docile?
But they don't know that the demon fish in the Panxi River are extremely sensitive to spiritual energy, so when they use their spiritual power to control the flying boat across the river, they will attract a gathering of them and besiege them.
As for the hemlock cedar canoe that Yang Zhen was riding on, these spiritual trees native to the mountains would fall into the river from time to time due to mountain collapse and other reasons, and the demon fish had long been accustomed to it.
It's a pity that the Zhou people didn't know this, and Yang Zhen didn't know it either.
Good luck brought him a calm journey to the middle of the river.
Here, his good luck finally ended.
At first, it was a big fish about five feet long, with wings like swords. It noticed the young man on the boat, so it shook its long tail and jumped out from the bottom of the water, like a javelin, straight towards the boat.
Yang Zhen swung an oar and used its strength to lightly throw the big fish into the water.
However, the sword-finned fish didn't know whether it was annoyed or amused, so it actually called a companion, and the two fish, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed the young man on the boat respectively.
Yang Zhen pushed them aside again.
This attracted more sword-finned fish, as if they regarded this as a new amusement, and shot at the small boat from all directions.
Some of them were aimed directly at the boy's chest and abdomen. The space in the canoe was limited, so it was difficult for Yang Zhen to move out of the way.
He simply pulled out the purple gold stick, shouted, and chopped down the fish one by one.
The demon fish cried like a baby and fell into the water, its blood quickly staining the river surface red.
A large group of monster fish that smelled the fishy smell swarmed in, fought and bit the injured sword-finned fish, and quickly devoured them cleanly.
More blood rippled on the river.
The demon fish, whose ferocity was inspired by the blood, began to attack each other.
The young man could no longer remain alone, as several silver-scaled fish shot out streams of water at him, roaring like waves of furious waves.
Yang Zhen had no choice but to take a picture of a second-level high-grade talisman, and a copper bell with bright golden light protected him on all sides.
As a result, it seemed like a hornet's nest was stirred up, with all kinds of monster fish coming in large numbers.
Several bearded dragon salmon were quickly hung on the bronze bell, and the golden light quickly dimmed, and finally turned into countless debris with a "crackling" sound.
Immediately afterwards, sword-finned fish and silver-scaled fish jumped more joyfully, either passing by the young man, or water arrows whizzing towards him.
Yang Zhen screamed in her heart, but her face remained calm. She took a deep breath, her breath was like an arrow, and all the muscles and bones in her body were adjusted to the best condition.
A purple gold stick, swung so tightly that no wind can pass through.
He took out several talismans with his other hand and threw them towards the river one after another, regardless of whether they were useful or not.
"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded, shaking the boat to one side, and countless pieces of flesh and blood were scattered around like raindrops.
"Puff puff puff", several more demon fish were stabbed by several wooden thorns, fell into the water, and were quickly torn into pieces by their companions.
The center of the river seemed to be boiling with boiling water. Countless monster fish came from all around, gathering and squeezing each other, even squeezing the small boat out of the water, staggering, almost about to capsize.
Yang Zhen was shocked. If he fell into the water, no matter how powerful he was, he would end up cold.
Soon enough, the young man raised his purple gold stick and swung it hard at the monster fish under the boat. The canoe suddenly bounced into the air like a piece of stone floating in the water, and rushed forward for dozens of feet before finally stopping.
All in the water.
This time, Yang Zhen rushed out from the siege of the demonic fish. Yang Zhen no longer cared about it. She used the stick instead of paddle and slid forward quickly.
Nine hundred feet, one thousand feet...
Several red squids blocked the front, and several flames rushed toward them like meteors.
The young man raised a copper shield and rushed past without stopping.
Two sparks fell on the canoe and immediately began to burn fiercely.
The flames of the red mango can only be extinguished by burying them with sand and gravel, and ordinary river water cannot do anything about it.
This means that Yang Zhen must reach the other side before the canoe burns down!
Less than five hundred feet left!
The pawn crossing the river can only advance forward without retreating!
With hands like the wind, the young man danced a purple gold rod like a wind wheel, stirring up waves in the water.
The boat rushed towards the shore like a sharp arrow.
There were several more demon fish blocking the way. The young man shouted loudly, suddenly raised his wooden stick, and struck left and right, like a general breaking into the enemy camp, killing the fish demons blocking the way one by one.
The boat breaks out of the siege again and continues to move forward!
The river suddenly rolled violently, and a blue-striped dragon jumped out of the water, its five or six-foot-long dragon tail raised high, ready to smash the boat in one fell swoop.
The pawns crossing the river advance but never retreat!
At this moment, Yang Zhen looked up to the sky and roared, jumped up high, smashed the mountains, cut off the rivers and seas with the purple gold stick in his hand, and struck hard at the dragon's tail!
The stick of destruction!
Bang! When the dragon's tail hit this blow, it suddenly broke into two pieces like a taut bowstring unable to withstand the heavy pressure!
The dragon wailed, cut off its tail, and sank to the bottom of the river.
The boy turned over in the air and landed firmly on the canoe that was spinning back and forth. He poked a monster fish under the boat with the wooden stick, and the canoe flew out again.
One thousand two hundred feet!
The canoe was already scarred, and one of the two flames left by the red mango had burned through the side of the boat, while the other continued to burn on the bow.
The flames danced like a demon fish with its bloody mouth open.
Quick!
Faster!
Fastest!
At this time, the only thing you can do is hurry up and reach the other side quickly, that is, escape!
Yang Zhen mobilized the wooden boat and continued to attack forward amid the siege of the demonic fish!
Sword-finned fish, kill!
Silver-scaled turtle, die!
Bearded dragon salmon, dead!
Red squid, if you want to spit fire, keep doing it!
I rush!
One thousand three hundred feet, one thousand four hundred feet!
Finally, thirty feet away from the river bank, the bow of the boat was burned to ashes, the boat's forward speed stopped abruptly, and another monster fish blocked the front.
Yang Zhen's mouth showed a ferocious smile, and she pressed the wooden stick harder on the fish's head, and she jumped up and rushed to the shore!
……
"Plop!"
The exhausted young man fell heavily on the beach, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Yang Zhen barely managed to take a breath, stood up unsteadily, supported the ground with a wooden stick, staggered forward for dozens of feet, and fell on her back.
It should be... safe, a flash of comfort flashed in his heart.
The chaotic energy overflowed from Niwan Palace and wandered around the body, and the energy gradually recovered.
From the battle with the ghost last night to the battle across the river just now, there were fifty strands of chaos energy, and there were only the last three strands left.
I hope there won’t be any more fighting ahead, and I really want to have a good sleep!
Yue'er!
The young man suddenly woke up from his drowsiness and stood up suddenly.
The Panxi River flowed behind him. He raised his hand towards the river that almost killed him and prepared to continue on his way.
Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes.
A slim black figure is looking at me from a distance on the cliff on the other side.
It’s the woman last night!
The battle in the river just now was so noisy that it finally attracted this pursuer.
But, will she cross the river?
Yang Zhen's question had just arisen, and the answer had already been given to him.
I saw the woman leaping up and already leaving the cliff.
Immediately, she was like a light bird, flying freely on the river.
The flying height is thirty to forty feet!
One hundred feet, two hundred feet...
Five hundred feet later, the woman seemed to be restricted by the forbidden air, slowly falling into the water like a fallen leaf.
"Ha!" Yang Zhen grinned, but soon the smile froze on her face and she even forgot to close her mouth.
I saw the woman casually taking out a tree stump and throwing it to the river, where she landed lightly.
Several demonic fish that didn't know whether to live or die surrounded them. The woman drew out a sword and calmly killed them one by one.
The mood is leisurely and the posture is elegant, like singing and dancing.
After several breaths, the woman finished adjusting her breath, kicked off her feet, and continued flying in the air.
Yang Zhen was stunned and suddenly woke up from a dream, stumbling forward and running forward.
It's a pity that the yellow sand is so long that there's not even a tree in sight, so where can he run?
The young man stood firm, took out the sun-chasing bow with his backhand, opened the bow and nocked an arrow, and aimed at the woman in the distance.
I don’t know if he violated his oath by attacking the enemies on the river from the inner layer.
Perhaps, the other party had killed yesterday, and it was within the rules for him to fight back now.
Regardless of whether it is or not, at this time, he has no time to care.
The woman once again fell to the river like a fallen leaf.
At this moment, the sun-chasing arrow left the string, like the setting sun chasing the distant mountains, and shot straight into her heart.
Yang Zhen held her breath and stared closely at her last hope.
Suddenly, there was a stinging pain in his consciousness, as if someone had slashed a knife in front of him. When he woke up, the arrow had already lost control and fell into the woman's hand.
There seemed to be a trace of sarcasm on his ordinary face.
Qin Yugui!
Yang Zhen finally saw this woman's face clearly, her eyes widened in disbelief!
Isn't she in the central palace? How...
In this astonishment, Qin Yugui flew in the air for the third time.
After a few breaths, she landed firmly on the beach.
A large river ten miles wide and filled with countless monster fish was crossed so easily.
With a sneer at the corner of her mouth, the woman moved her slender legs and walked towards the boy slowly.
Yang Zhen raised the sun-chasing bow several times, then put it down feebly.
Qin Yugui came ten feet away and raised her jade hand lightly. Yang Zhen's body suddenly felt like being hit hard by stones in several places. She secretly used her strength and found that the meridians throughout her body had been sealed.
He could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
……
After a few breaths, a snow-white jade leg stepped on the man's chest.
Qin Yugui's face was as cold as frost, and he shouted sharply: "Where is the Earth Spirit Pearl? Where is it hidden?"
In her hand, she was holding the storage ring found from Yang Zhen.
On the ground, talismans, spiritual stones, and magic weapons were everywhere, and the ground was a mess.
Yang Zhen smiled miserably: "Captain Qin, after I hand over the Earth Spirit Pearl, what will you do with me?"
"Let you live." Qin Yugui said coldly.
"Okay then, how about you take the inner demon oath?"
Qin Yugui hesitated slightly, glanced at the man again, confirmed that the Earth Spirit Pearl was not on him, gritted his teeth, and said:
"I, Qin Yugui, hereby swear by my inner demons, if..."
"Stop!" Yang Zhen interrupted her vow.
"Your Highness, Princess," a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face: "Please swear by your real name!"
PS: Maybe someone has already guessed Qin Yugui’s identity.