Han Jiulin frowned and said, "If the boat breaks down, all the people on board will fall into the river."
"Their life or death has nothing to do with me. You are the Northern Warlord and have the responsibility to protect the Chinese people. This is an issue you should consider."
There was an indifferent luster in Qi Mingyu's eyes, as if these people on the bed were like chickens and dogs in his eyes. They were dead as long as they were dead, and he didn't care!
Han Jiulin's pupils shrank suddenly.
Back then, Qi Mingyu was a passionate young man who once saw a child falling into a river, jumped into the river and rescued the child without saying a word.
What happened that caused his temperament to change to such an extent?
Moreover, he could feel that Qi Mingyu had unabashed hatred for him.
His friendship with Qi Mingyu was no less than that with Wu Zifan. Before he went north to join the war, nothing unpleasant happened to Qi Mingyu.
Why does he have such strong hatred for himself?
Is it really just because of Pei Yan's relationship?
Just when Han Jiulin's mind was spinning and he was full of doubts, Qi Mingyu turned cold again and shouted!
"Whoa! Whoa!"
In an instant, three small swords flew out of his cuffs again, lengthened in the wind, and combined with the previous sword to form a "pin" shape, drawing three different trajectories, and attacked Han Jiulin again!
Han Jiulin's eyes were focused, and he stepped heavily on his feet. Instead of retreating, he advanced towards the three flying swords!
He held the sword in his right hand and slashed the sword on the far right. Then he made a fist with his left hand and punched the sword on the left!
Finally, he opened his mouth suddenly and yelled at the sword that was attacking his face in the center!
bite!
Snap!
The two swords on the left and right made explosion-like noises between Han Jiulin's slashes and punches, and they moved to the left and right!
As for the sword in the center, amidst Han Jiulin's roar, which contained a strong sense of cultivation, it seemed as if the branch had fallen into a quagmire, its speed suddenly dropped, and it was difficult to move forward!
At this moment, Han Jiulin freed up his hand, slashed away the third sword, stepped on it again, and was already in front of Qi Mingyu!
He could have slashed at Qi Mingyu with one sword, but thinking about the old relationship between the two, he couldn't bear to use his sword on Qi Mingyu no matter what!
He had no choice but to make a fist with his left hand and hit Qi Mingyu's chest!
Bang!
A muffled sound came from Qi Mingyu's chest!
If a master below the divine level had received this punch from Han Jiulin, his chest would have collapsed, his internal organs would have collapsed, and he would have only half a life left!
Even powerful men in the divine realm, such as Edward, the blood prince, and Karsus, the leader of the Holy See's Knights of Light, would still vomit blood and be injured after receiving Han Jiulin's punch.
However, after the punch landed on Qi Mingyu's chest, he just snorted slightly and took half a step back.
Not injured!
Han Jiulin's pupils shrank, and he was shocked!
"Thanks to you, you can actually make me take half a step back!"
Qi Mingyu sneered and pointed out!
This finger seemed to contain the rules of the heaven and earth, and was like a star, coming straight to the center of Han Jiulin's eyebrows!
Han Jiulin raised his hand to block it. The palm of his hand was densely covered with zhenqi, and his defense was extremely strong!
However, his palm, in front of this finger, was like a white paper, being penetrated instantly!
Severe pain hit, but Han Jiulin was horrified!
If this finger poked his forehead, he would be pierced to death by Qi Mingyu in an instant!
He didn't have time to think too much, his cultivation was running all over his body, he sheathed the sword, and started fighting Qi Mingyu with all his strength!
The two were fighting hand to hand, and in an instant, they exchanged dozens of blows!
Han Jiulin is like an invincible god of war, with his fists and kicks open and closed, exuding an indomitable domineering spirit!
Qi Mingyu, on the other hand, was like an elegant Confucian scholar. His movements were light and graceful, but he was able to fight Han Jiulin back and forth without falling behind.
The more Han Jiulin fought, the more frightened he became. Qi Mingyu's physical body was so powerful that he had never seen before. His fists hit Qi Mingyu's body as if they were hitting pieces of steel. They could not bring any harm to Qi Mingyu at all.
How much damage.
On the contrary, he himself suffered a lot of damage every time under Qi Mingyu's attacks!
Under the circumstances, he gradually fell behind!
"Too weak, too weak. The majestic Northern Warlord, the Chinese God of War, is so vulnerable!"
Qi Mingyu fought harder and harder, his face full of ridicule: "The warriors in this world are indeed as weak as the master said!"
Han Jiulin frowned and sneered: "Why, is your master an alien?"
"Frog in the well! What do you know?"
Qi Mingyu snorted angrily and slapped Han Jiulin on the chest and abdomen!
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Han Jiulin's mouth, and he took several steps back!
The power of this palm was so strong that Han Jiulin had to give up his strength!
Every time you take a step, the already shaky ship will collapse one layer at a time!
After he took five steps back, the entire cruise ship suddenly broke into two halves, flipped over on the river, and fell!
Yang Bingtian and other wealthy people on the boat, as well as the chefs, waiters, crew members and others, screamed loudly and began to plop into the water as the boat collapsed!
Fan Keqi also looked panicked and grabbed a pillar on the ship!
But as the hull sinks, she gets closer and closer to the water!
At this moment, several cruise ships came quickly from the river around the cruise ship.
The people on these cruise ships were Ye Zhaoling, Chen Longxiang and others.
There are also several capable sailors on each cruise ship.
Ye Zhaoling ordered without hesitation: "Rescue all those who fell into the river!"
Everyone responded, some threw ropes to save people, and some jumped directly into the water to save people.
After receiving news of Pei Yanyan's banquet in the afternoon, Han Jiulin asked Ye Zhaoling to arrange to rent several cruise ships in advance and follow them near the cruise ships just in case.
I didn't expect that it would actually come in handy at this time.
Han Jiulin moved his feet and came to Fan Keqi who was about to fall into the water. He picked her up by the waist and threw her heavily in the direction of the cruise ship where Ye Zhaoling was accompanying her.
"then!"
Ye Zhaoling easily borrowed Fan Keqi and put her on the cruise ship.
At the same time, Han Jiulin and Qi Mingyu stood at the top of the half-broken cruise ship, looking at each other.
As the two halves of the cruise ship were about to fall into the water, the two of them jumped up in unison, got into the air, and started fighting again!
In the sky, a bright moon hangs high.
The Huangpu River is sparkling, and the neon lights of high-rise buildings in the distance are dazzling.
The sound of the two of them fighting over the river was like thunder, deafening.
On the bank of the river, many tourists who had just seen the cruise ship break apart and fall into the river, who had not recovered from the shock, were watching the two of them fighting in the air, just like a scene in a movie, and their mouths were opened wide.
stunned!
Ye Zhaoling looked at Han Jiulin and Qi Mingyu and asked in a deep voice: "Miss Fan, what's going on?"
Fan Keqi replied: "The person who fought with Han Jiulin is called Qi Mingyu. He is a high school classmate of Han Jiulin and I. He is also the backer Pei Yan found this time, the young master of the Tongtian Palace!"
Ye Zhaoling's pupils shrank suddenly, and she saw the hole on Han Jiulin's right hand.
I also saw Han Jiulin gradually falling into a disadvantage!
Han Jiulin was actually injured and suppressed by the opponent?