Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. The originally smooth river water was disturbed from sleep and roared downstream. On the river, a white line rolled quickly, faster and faster. At the head of the wave, a sharp blade loomed, slashing towards the ship trapped in the rocky beach.
The man on the boat shouted violently, his face turned red, and he stomped the wooden boat under his feet. A straight green pine appeared behind him. The green pines are tall and branchy, and their vigorous branches stretch out and cover the hull of the boat like an umbrella.
The guard beside him also had a faint shadow of a green pine, standing beside the tall green pine. The big and small trees are connected together to form a pine forest, which can resist the waves that are coming.
The violent waves tore through the pine forest, and the brilliance flashed randomly. Pine trees were constantly being annihilated and new ones were regenerated. After repeated attempts, the first wave was finally blocked. The people on the boat just breathed a sigh of relief, and then a second huge wave came one after another. The entire water surface was like an overturned snowdrift, rushing and rolling, boiling and roaring.
Then came the third and fourth waves, one wave after another, hitting the pine forest fiercely. The small waves are like daggers, tirelessly cutting the pine branches.
After the fifth wave, the pine forest became a single tree, with only the tallest green pine still standing. The thick pine branches were incomplete and could no longer protect the wooden boat behind them. The guards beside the man were also swaying, and some were washed into the water and disappeared.
The sword energy rushed through the gaps in the green pine trees and wreaked havoc on the hull. The mast fell, the deck was broken, and the ship's tower collapsed. The entire hull was tilted sideways on the suddenly swollen rocky beach, spinning with the water.
Seeing the miserable state of the wooden boat beneath him, the man was furious. He stopped defending blindly and ran toward the sixth wave, dragging his heavy sword.
The broken knife is faint, and the turbid waves are rolling. On the river, Wu Gen is riding on the waves, just like the god who makes waves in the countryside New Year paintings, accumulating the momentum of six strikes, slashing towards the towering green pines.
There was a thunder on the river, and after a blow, the man rolled and fell to the water in the distance. Wu Gen's forward momentum was also blocked, and he took two steps back and fell into the water.
For a moment, the waves disappeared, the pine trees disappeared, and all the previous visions disappeared, leaving only countless turbid waves swirling continuously.
Suddenly, where the man fell into the water, waves rose into the sky. The man jumped out of the water, his body was in tatters and almost no one was intact. Looking at Wu Gen standing in the water holding a knife, the man screamed repeatedly and his body kept squirming.
From its back, more than a dozen thick branches stretched out, and its body also turned into gray-brown, with scale-like skin on it. His whole appearance changed drastically, and he seemed to be a tree that had given birth to a human face.
"Death." The man's face was ferocious. The branches on his body suddenly lengthened rapidly and became as thick as a human leg. They snaked and stabbed towards Wu Gen.
Wu Gen was slightly startled. Could it be that he was really the nemesis of the Heita family. Holding the knife in hand, he stepped on the water and headed straight for these winding branches. The broken knife moved lightly among the branches, sometimes drawing pictures, sometimes opening and closing, leaving pieces of broken branches wherever it went.
The man roared in pain and hurriedly pulled back the branch. He jumped from the water into the air, preparing to slash at Wu Gen. But just halfway through the leap, his body swayed and he was about to rush to the shore.
Wu Gen threw a branch in his hand into the water and jumped up high. The sound of swords clashing could be heard in the air.
After a moment, Wu Gen stepped on the man, making a long sound of breaking through the air, and forced him into the water.
Standing on the water, Wu Gen scanned the underwater activities, but after waiting for a long time, the man did not surface.
After a long time, more than a hundred feet downstream, a black shadow quickly approached the surface from under the water, then broke out of the water and ran towards the dense forest on the shore.
Wu Gen scratched his head and had no intention of pursuing him. As soon as the black shadow approached the woods, it was intercepted by Sha Zhimo who appeared in the forest. He was hit with a whip kick and flew towards Wu Gen again.
Sha Zhimo was holding a person's leg in his hand, like a rag doll, and was jumping towards Wu Gen. The body of the man behind him kept hitting the hard stone, like a broken sack.
This person was Bai Yin, and his body was in terrible shape. He had suffered many heavy blows from Sha Zhimo and had been dead for a long time.
The man struggled up from the shallow water and ran towards the other side again without saying a word. If he stays any longer, I'm afraid he will end up like Bai Yin. That crazy guy will definitely punch him flat.
But as soon as he took a few steps, he saw Wu Gen and Sha Zhimo surrounding him from left to right, making it impossible to escape.
"Boy, as long as you are willing to surrender, I can leave you a way to survive." Wu Gen looked at the man like a trapped animal with a smile, and said to persuade him to surrender.
The person in front of him must be directly related to the Heita family, otherwise Baiyin would not accompany him personally. Leave him alone, and when Yang Zheng comes back, there may be hundreds of ways to deal with the Heita family, and Wu Gen also wants to take the opportunity to learn the inside story of the Heita family.
A living heir of the Black Tower family is much more useful than a dead one.
The man's face was pale. He looked at Wu Gen who was gathered around him and sighed. "I have caused such a big disaster this time. It is inevitable that I will die when I get home. Little thief, I won't surrender. Don't blame me." What's your idea?"
As he spoke, the man's tree-like body glowed with red light, like a fire burning in the hollow of a tree. His face was twisted sharply, and he grabbed his chest with both hands, looking very painful, and he suddenly rushed towards Wu Gen.
No, Wu Gen jumped in front of Sha Zhimo, who was still watching stupidly, took his arm and dived underwater.
Behind him, there was a loud bang, and the man's body exploded. Countless pieces of flesh and blood caught the branches and shot out like a rain of arrows in all directions. With it as the center, a huge wave formed, and the water in the river was blown into the air, exposing the mud at the bottom of the river.
Wu Gen quickly dived into the water, and dense twigs passed through the river, leaving white water columns behind them.
After a cup of tea, Wu Genfang emerged from the water, with black blood dripping from under his nose. Although he was not directly hit by the man's self-destruction, the remaining waves spread far away in the water, making Wu Gen, who was hiding in the mud, feel as if his whole body was being run over by boulders over and over again.
Silence has returned to the surroundings, but the water level has dropped sharply due to the explosion just now, and the water flow has become more rapid.
He Shazhimo jumped out of the water, and Wu Gen swept towards the rocky beach.
When they arrived at the ship stuck between the rocks, Wu Gen pulled out several maids and guards from the fallen cabin and asked about Mr. Lan's whereabouts. The guards looked at the body carried by Sha Zhimo in horror, lowered their heads and remained silent.
Several women hugged each other and cried. Wu Gen was a little impatient. Just when he was about to get angry, one of the women's eyes flickered and she glanced in the direction of the shore.
Wu Gen understood in his heart and asked Sha Shamo to drop the body in his hands and chase in the direction indicated by the woman. Under the clear moonlight, you can vaguely see some water stains, extending all the way into the wormwood in the distance.
Walking to the edge of a sparse forest, a piece of grass in the forest had obviously fallen down. Wu Gen pointed at this place with his knife, "People inside, get out quickly, or I will set fire to it."
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Wu Gen shook his head and took out a fire seal. At this moment, there was a short flute sound. Following the sound of the flute, the surrounding vegetation grew wildly and rushed towards Wu Gen. The blades of grass dance wildly, their jagged edges as sharp as knives.
Wu Gen was startled, this was a strange ability, and he couldn't help but be more curious about Mr. Lan.
With a swipe, the sharp sword energy flew out, and the grass that was originally showing its teeth and claws was suddenly cut down to only a short section, revealing a young man lying in the grass. The man was lying on the ground with his butt sticking out, playing the flute hard.
Seeing that his method was broken, the man stood up in panic. The shrill sound of the flute sounded, and the grass on the ground and the flying leaves in the forest flew into the air one after another. The sound of the flute gradually began to sound, and the blades of grass were overwhelming, shooting towards Wu Gen like locusts.
This method looks powerful, but in fact it is of little use. It can only be used to deal with ordinary people. When encountering a killer like Wu Gen who has killed countless times, it really feels like a waste of money.
While he was playing hard, the young man suddenly found that a person appeared beside him at some point, with a sinister smile on his face and pressing his knuckles maliciously.
In shock, the young man blew hard, and a ball of flame erupted from the flute, hitting the opponent's face firmly.
Wu Gen waved his hand to drive away the flames in front of him. As soon as he wiped his face with his hand, black ash appeared in his palm, and even the black scarf used to cover his face was burned away. The wormwood beside him was already on fire.
Looking at the tattered clothes on his body, Wu Gen's face gradually became ugly. As soon as he touched his eyebrows, he couldn't help but get angry, and his face was already bare. He reached out and grabbed the young man's shirt, and punched him.
As soon as he punched out, Wu Gen felt that his wrist was firmly grasped by an iron claw, and he was unable to move forward even half a minute. Turning his head, he saw that Sha Zhimo came to him at some point, grabbed his wrist, looked extremely anxious, pointed at the young man opposite and said repeatedly: "Forgive, spare, spare."
Wu Gen was startled. Sha Zhi Mo was usually crazy and didn't have much sense of right and wrong. Except for himself and Huan Sha Nu, everyone in his eyes was just grass and trees on the roadside, and they were like rabbits and foxes in the forest. He would kill them at will. , I have never seen him plead for mercy before, what happened today.
Putting down his fist angrily, Wu Gen snatched the flute from the young man's hand, letting Sha Zhimo grab his clothes and escaped from the fire scene. This idiot is playing with fire in such tall grass. Isn't it because he is thinking too hard and wants to die?
The three of them left the river and took advantage of the darkness to fly towards the distance. Now this place has become a place of right and wrong. After dawn, the Heita family will definitely send a lot of people to search.
They didn't stop all night, and at dawn, Wu Gen and Sha Zhimo had hid in a cave two hundred miles away. Beside him, the young man was trembling as he looked at Wu Gen, who was skinning the sheep.
Putting the bloody broken knife on the ground, Wu Gen turned his head fiercely and looked at the young man curled up in a ball, "Tell me which family you are from."
