A sharp scimitar broke through the water, and the cold light was overwhelming. Ye Congwen secretly cursed that it was not good, this was exposed and the scimitar scales were targeting him!
Without time to think, Ye Congwen picked up the wooden oar and fled in a zigzag pattern.
With a pop, something fell into the water. Ye Congwen looked back and saw that the wooden boat was cut off by the strange scales. If I hadn't turned in time, I'm afraid the wooden boat would have been cut into two pieces!
He couldn't care less. Before the wooden boat entered the water, Ye Congwen rushed desperately to the treasure mountain where the treasure for making the tripod might be hidden.
"The only thing that can pose a threat to Yilin now is the injured adult monster. I can only use the coercion of the monster to force Yilin to leave."
Ye Congwen thought very clearly. If he fell into the river, he would die immediately. If he broke into Baoshan, he would die later, or he could escape. Any fool knows how to choose!
Ye Congwen swallowed a large amount of four-color elixir, used the elixir body tempering technique to increase his strength to the half-step cauldron realm, and drove the boat to swing left and right on the water. For a while, he actually made the strange scales It was about ten meters away.
Yilin was so angry that he actually let a small wooden boat throw him away. In this water area, he was invincible. If the monsters on the mountain saw this, wouldn't they lose their face?
Angry in his heart, he rushed towards the small wooden boat with all his strength. Seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, the corner of his head was about to touch the boat. Suddenly the whole ship flew into the sky!
Ye Congwen knew that once it fell into Yilin's hands, he would be no match for it in the water. I had no choice but to show off my fancy gameplay. Seeing that Yilin was about to hit the small wooden boat, Ye Congwen stepped hard on the bow of the boat. The entire boat suddenly left the water and turned three somersaults in the air. When it landed back on the water, the people and the boat were already behind Yilin. .
Ye Congwen saw that Yilin seemed to be in a daze, and immediately drove to the other side without saying anything. With the strength of the half-step cauldron Na Yuan realm coupled with superb and dazzling fancy skills, the small wooden boat seemed to have come to life in Ye Congwen's hands.
The direction fluctuated from left to right, the boat went up and down, Ye Congwen broke through the water in front, and the alien scales behind his butt were chasing after him, often with only a slight difference to reach him. But Ye Congwen was able to escape from the clutches at the critical moment, which made Yilin very angry. He used all his strength to attack crazily, cutting into pieces no matter whether he encountered a beast corpse or a broken tree or branch along the way.
Ye Congwen's body was full of energy and he was sweating profusely. He took off his four-color cloak and ran away with all his strength. At first, he could still keep a distance of tens of meters. After running for about ten minutes, Ye Congwen suddenly felt a little out of his depth.
"It's broken, the time for this spiritual medicine body-tempering technique is almost up!"
Ye Congwen was secretly worried. The energy bursting out of his body was slowly decreasing. After another five minutes, Ye Congwen felt that he had fallen into the senior mentor state. The power quickly faded, and when I looked back, I saw that the scimitar scale had rushed to a distance of about five meters.
Ye Congwen looked at the treasure mountain in front of him, it was still at least five minutes away! If he rowed with the strength of the current senior instructor level, Yi Lin would catch up in less than a minute.
We have to find a way to slow down the attack speed of this strange scale! Ye Congwen paddled the wooden oar quickly with both hands, looking from time to time to see if there were any other useful objects in the boat.
Suddenly his eyes fell on the quilt, and then thinking of the fierce eyes of this strange scale, Ye Congwen suddenly came up with a plan:
If you use this quilt to cover its eyes or cover its head, as long as you buy yourself a minute, you will definitely be able to row to Baoshan.
"Beast! Fight with me if you can!"
Ye Congwen ducked into the stern of the boat and yelled at Yilin. Letting the ship move forward with inertia, Ye Congwen provoked with one hand and grabbed the cotton with the other, trying to hit it with one hit!
The IQ of Yilin was not weaker than that of humans. Although he could not speak human words, he could understand them. He immediately rammed the wooden boat fiercely, trying to cut off both the people and the boat.
Five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters! When Yi Lin approached the ship, Ye Congwen opened the quilt and put the scimitar on Yi Lin's back.
There was a puff, and sure enough, the middle of the quilt was pierced by a machete, and the entire quilt was covered on Yi Lin's head. No matter how hard Yi Lin struggled, the quilt was placed on his head and he could not get away.
The alien scale had an extremely bad temper. He dug in hard and kept biting the quilt with his steel teeth. Unfortunately, the quilt hung at the junction between the scimitar and the scale. The scales here were blunt and could not cut through the soft skin at all. quilt. As the quilt slowly soaked in water, it became sticky and stuck to the head. No matter how hard the alien scales struggled, it always had no effect.
Seeing that his strategy was effective, Ye Congwen immediately returned to the bow of the boat, picked up the wooden oar and moved forward quickly, not daring to waste a moment.
Alien Scale is cruel and impatient by nature. Suddenly his head was covered and his eyes were blindfolded. He was so anxious that he bit into it randomly with a mouthful of steel teeth. Unfortunately, the quilt floated on the water and several of his teeth were broken. There were a few pieces, but they didn't even touch the edge of the quilt.
Yi Lin was frantic for a minute or two, and found that he couldn't bite the quilt with his mouth, and the scimitar on his back couldn't take advantage of it. In desperation, he had no choice but to dive into the water and give up the pursuit.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I plunged into the deep water, my eyes suddenly opened up! It turned out that the quilt was not soaked by water and could only float on the water.
Yilin accidentally got free and immediately came out of the water from one side.
Ye Congwen heard a loud noise in the distance. It turned out that the alien scale had escaped from the shackles of the quilt and was chasing him again.
He secretly sighed that he was really unlucky. If he had just one more minute, he would be able to land safely. Even if he put on the four-color cloak and found a hiding place, it would be possible to escape.
Don’t think too much, just go for it!
Ye Congwen felt that his strength could not even maintain the status of a senior mentor, so he could only try his best to move forward. The alien fish behind him swung its tail and chased fiercely, causing water to splash everywhere. In order to get ashore as quickly as possible, Ye Congwen stopped driving in a curve.
A boat and a fish were running wildly on the river. The wooden boat in front was getting slower and slower, but Yilin was getting better and better, and he saw that the sharp scimitar was about to penetrate the wooden boat. Instead, Ye Congwen stopped struggling and allowed the boat to move forward with inertia, discarding the wooden oar in his hand casually in the water.
Ye Congwen looked at Yilin in panic, as if he had accepted his fate. Yilin looked at Ye Congwen's desperate and lost look, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction suddenly emerged. In order to vent his hatred, he accelerated his march and would not stop until he cut this man in two!
When Ye Congwen saw that this idiot was actually immersed in doing it (violently), he immediately grabbed the two four-color cloaks, jumped up, and flew towards the vines on the cliff!
There was only a bang, fire was shooting out, and the alien scale hit the stone wall firmly!
It turned out that they were approaching Baoshan at this time. Ye Congwen saw a cliff in front of him and deliberately looked helpless, just to lure the strange fish into being fooled.
As expected, Yilin chose a fatal blow and wanted to chop himself and the wooden boat into pieces. Unfortunately, the wooden boat blocked its view and plunged in without even seeing the stone wall in front of it.
The results can be imagined. Ye Congwen clung to the vine and looked down at the strange scale with his legs in the air and his belly facing up. He must have knocked himself unconscious.
He couldn't help laughing a few times, and was about to say a few harsh words to vent his anger when he suddenly remembered that there were several adult monsters hiding on this treasure mountain.
Immediately they stopped and they had no choice but to climb up the vines in silence.
Unexpectedly, the strange scales made too much noise and had already awakened the adult monster. As soon as Ye Congwen stuffed the four-color cloak into his pocket, a huge roar came from above his head.
The shock made Ye Congwen almost fall into the river, because he habitually wanted to block his ears with his hands.
The roar was like thunder, reaching all the limbs and bones of the person. Ye Congwen felt a numbness all over his body. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have entangled himself in the vines and would have definitely fallen into the river.
After finally surviving until the roar stopped, Ye Congwen looked into the river with lingering fear. What made people speechless was that the strange fish woke up from the roar. It turned over and looked at the monster in the mountain with fearful eyes. It looked dejected. The ground sank into the water, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace.
"He's not dead yet? If a big rock had just fallen and hit that soft belly, that would have been perfect."
Ye Congwen muttered in disappointment. As soon as he finished speaking, stones began to fall on his head. The sizes were different, but the directions were surprisingly the same. Ye Congwen was so frightened that he grabbed the vines and tried to avoid them like he was swinging.
Suddenly east and now west, now left and now right. At first, there were only some fist-sized stones and mud rustling down. Ye Congwen took out his four-color cloak and kept beating them to block them, but it didn't matter.
Later, baskets of stones and wood that were too large for one person to hold fell one after another. Ye Congwen had to hide here and there, occasionally blocking with his hands, which made his whole arm numb.
Ye Congwen thought about jumping into the water several times, but he was afraid of the strange scales and was also worried that he would move slowly in the water. If these rocks hit his head, he would be killed immediately.
After much thought, Ye Congwen could only climb up. Only by climbing up the cliff could he have a chance of survival. Even if he encountered a monster head-on, it would be better than being stoned to death.
Ye Congwen climbed up with extreme caution, not even daring to blink, staring at the rocks on the cliff. As long as he paused for a moment, Ye Congwen immediately climbed up.
After climbing so hard for dozens of meters, Ye Congwen didn't know how many times he was hit. Except for his head, which was not hit, there were countless bruises on his shoulders and back.
Ye Congwen gritted his teeth and persisted for a few more minutes. His head turned into mud, occasionally mixed with boulders and trees. Fine dust was flying, and when Ye Congwen looked up, he was instantly mesmerized.
"It's over, this time it's more dangerous than bad!"
Ye Congwen felt cold in his heart and couldn't open his eyes. There were huge rocks on his head and trees flying around. Once they fell on his head, he would be killed instantly.
Ye Congwen (Qiang) resisted the soreness of his eyes due to the dust, rubbed his right eye with his hand, and suddenly saw what seemed to be a cave about five meters to his right.
This is the ultimate road! Just as he was about to take a closer look, suddenly another burst of dust flew down from his head, and his right eye, which he finally opened, was once again fascinated by the dust. Ye Congwen was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!
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