At the bottom of the Wujiang River, Li Xuan was like a swimming fish, swimming towards the big ship in front of her very quickly.
While his mind was spinning, his sharp eyes captured the movements on the river.
The rolling rocks flying wildly on the river, the stern roar, and the crashing impact immediately reached Li Xuan's ears.
Li Xuan smiled softly. He could imagine Wen Fuzhi's extremely annoyed look at this moment.
Because at this time, all the rolling stones on the river bank fell on Wen Fuzhi's ship.
It only hit his ship.
Under the water, Li Xuan quickly approached the bottom of the ship where Wen Fuzhi was.
At this moment, several black shadows suddenly jumped off the ship, bringing up countless bubbles under the deep water.
Water ghost.
Wen Fuzhi responded equally quickly.
In the blink of an eye, several water ghosts were blocked between Li Xuan and the ship.
Several water crossbows were pointed at Li Xuan in an instant, and they were fired in the blink of an eye.
The crossbow arrows shot at Li Xuan very quickly, but Li Xuan just glanced at it lightly.
The water tumbles.
In an instant, all the crossbow arrows were deflected upwards and downwards as they approached Li Xuan without any accidents.
Seeing this scene, these water ghosts immediately threw away the crossbow arrows in their hands, clenched the harpoon with their backhand, and rushed towards Li Xuan.
Malicious looks came from the eyes of these water ghosts, and the sharp harpoons stabbed Li Xuan's chest fiercely.
The harpoon brought up blisters in the water, and in the blink of an eye it had pierced Li Xuan's eyes.
But at this moment, in front of everyone, Li Xuan suddenly flashed forward.
Before all the water ghosts could react, Li Xuan had already passed through with his harpoon and rushed to their bodies.
They subconsciously wanted to withdraw the harpoon, but at this moment, it seemed as if something was pulling under the water, and the harpoon could not be withdrawn at all.
The cold sword light flashed, and blood quickly smeared under the water.
…
Reaching out and pressing it, Li Xuan immediately knew that this was a ship board made of ten-year-old pear wood. It was thick and strong and suitable for sailing.
The sharp sword blade pointed upwards, and in the blink of an eye it had penetrated deeply into the pear wood ship plank.
With a twist of the long sword, a round hole as big as a palm was cut directly.
In an instant, the raging river water poured into the big ship, and the ship began to sink in an instant.
The shadow above his head sank, and Li Xuan's footsteps immediately hit the river, and he quickly retreated.
"Send the order, everyone abandon the ship and retreat!" Wen Fuzhi's extremely unwilling voice came from the water.
At the bottom of the water, Li Xuan immediately sneered. This guy was determined to reach the Yellow River. If he had done it earlier, it would have been over. Why did he spend so much effort?
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the somewhat turbid water. The next moment, there was a "plop" sound and a figure had jumped into the water.
Wearing blue robes, black vine armor, and a cold and vicious face, it was none other than Wen Fuzhi.
As soon as he entered the water, Wen Fuzhi immediately stared at Li Xuan.
Li Xuan immediately understood that this person was not unwilling to give up until he reached the Yellow River. He would not give up even when he reached the Yellow River.
In the river, the two people looked at each other, and the murderous intent in each other's hearts was extremely hot.
Li Xuan crossed the long sword in his right hand directly with his left hand, and then touched his waist with his right hand, and the sharp soft sword was already in his hand.
The eight-sided Han sword in his left hand, the sharp and soft sword in his right hand, the two long swords in Li Xuan's hands immediately unfolded under the water.
Wen Fuzhi's face immediately became solemn.
When Li Xuan was on the river last night, he was holding a soft sword in his left hand and a Han sword in his right hand. Now that he suddenly changed his sword holding position, he must have a killing move that he couldn't do for anyone.
With a stern look on his face, Wen Fuzhi immediately rushed forward. With the powerful Yuan Qi erupting, Wen Fuzhi pounced on Li Xuan like lightning.
At this moment, Li Xuan's right sword flicked forward.
The extremely sharp soft sword immediately bit Wen Fuzhi's throat like a poisonous snake.
A soft "ding" sound came from the bottom of the water.
Li Xuan's sword was easily cut away by Wen Fuzhi, but at this moment, the sharper blade of the Eight-sided Han Sword had already struck Wen Fuzhi's chest seriously.
Li Xuan's offensive unfolded, like a turbulent river, continuous and continuous.
Wen Fuzhi leaned back slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, an inexplicable force appeared in the water.
The Eight-sided Han Sword was suddenly covered with a layer of cold frost, and its speed slowed down.
Li Xuan held the black sword hilt in his hand. At this moment, with a hard look in his eyes, he pushed forward with all his strength.
But at this moment, the straight blade had already rubbed the sword body from the side and slashed towards Li Xuan's arm like lightning.
Behind the blade was Wen Fuzhi's cruel eyes.
Suddenly, Wen Fuzhi's expression changed and he swung his sword backwards.
There was a dull sound of impact, and something had been severely chopped away.
Wen Fuzhi stepped forward, and in an instant he was out of the reach of Li Xuan's Eight-sided Han Sword.
Looking sideways, he saw a soft sword being slashed hard and flying out.
Wen Fuzhi quickly turned around and saw that Li Xuan had also distanced herself from him.
The tip of the sword flicked, and the white frost on the blade disappeared.
Looking at Li Xuan with a calm expression, Wen Fuzhi asked in disbelief: "You actually know how to wield a sword."
A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Li Xuan's face. Wen Fuzhi was actually able to speak underwater. This ability in the realm of the gods was truly amazing.
Li Xuan raised his head and looked at the soft sword that was bounced away in the distance. Li Xuan's expression turned cold, and facing Wen Fuzhi, he made a fierce move at the soft sword in the distance.
The soft sword shrank slightly, and then shot towards Li Xuan.
The water of Wujiang River was immediately pierced, and the soft sword went straight into Li Xuan's palm.
Li Xuan opened his left palm slightly, and the bottom of the sharp and soft sword kept circling in his palm.
It's like there is an invisible force pulling me.
…
No filaments.
There is no extremely fine silk.
Wen Fuzhi was really shocked. He saw Li Xuan controlling the sharp and soft sword from a distance. He couldn't believe it. There was someone in the world who really mastered the art of flying sword.
But it all happened clearly before his eyes.
Suddenly, Wen Fuzhi's eyes revealed a surge of greed.
Retrieving the head of an enemy general from thousands of miles away is like picking something out of a bag.
The greed in Wen Fuzhi's eyes was clearly reflected in Li Xuan's.
The corner of his mouth suddenly revealed an incomparable contempt.
Flying swords, there are no flying swords in this world.
He flicked his right hand upward, and in the next moment, the sharp and soft sword flew directly to Li Xuan's head and kept hovering over Li Xuan's head.
Li Xuan's eyes narrowed, and the Eight-sided Han Sword in his right hand was erected in front of his eyes, clenched with both hands.
His cold eyes crossed the straight blade of the sword and stared directly at Wen Fuzhi, who was also looking over.
Killing intent.
The eyes of both men revealed a determination to put their opponents to death.
With a "bang" sound, a rolling stone slammed into the river overhead, causing endless waves to splash up and down.
There was a "swish" sound, the white blade broke through the water, and the sword stabbed at the same time.
The two figures instantly brought out countless afterimages under the water, and the two people rushed together in the blink of an eye.
The thick Eight-sided Han Sword slashed hard at Wen Fu's chest, while the sharp soft sword swooped down from a high place and stabbed Wen Fuzhi's throat hard.
The straight long knife was thrust forward, directly towards Li Xuan's heart.
In a short time, the two of them were close at hand, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
An invisible force suddenly appeared around Wen Fuzhi. The eight-sided Han sword in Li Xuan's left hand, as well as the sharp soft sword in mid-air, even Li Xuan's body was covered with a layer of white for a while. Frost.
It was as if there was a special halo surrounding Wen Fuzhi's body.
All the speed in Li Xuan's body suddenly stagnated.
In just an instant, the ferocious long knife stabbed Li Xuan's heart fiercely.
In comparison, the speed is surprisingly fast.
At the critical moment, a huge force came from the side and hit the left side of the long knife hard.
The water wave exploded, and the straight long knife suddenly turned to the left, and then passed directly through Li Xuan's armpit.
At this moment, almost as Li Xuan was facing Wen Fuzhi, there was an unbelievable horror in his eyes.
You don't know how to fly a sword at all.
A "bang" sound came from Wen Fuzhi's mind. The next moment, Wen Fuzhi rolled his eyes and fainted completely.
A series of blisters came from Wen Fuzhi's mouth.
His whole body slowly sank towards the bottom of the river.
Li Xuan held his left hand forward, and the sharp soft sword had returned to his left hand.
"There are no flying swords in this world!" Li Xuan's voice was very soft, but it was very clear in the water.
Lowering his head, Li Xuan looked at Wen Fuzhi.
[Wen Fuzhi, the general manager of Tianyin Sect, his father Zhang Shuyin, in the middle realm of Xuantai, is in charge of the Taiyin Divine Realm. He is slightly injured and can be killed (suffocation will cause permanent brain damage after 120 breaths)]
Li Xuan used the eight-faced Han sword with his left hand, and with his right hand, he made a gentle move towards the Tang sword that fell into the water.
The next moment, Tang Dao trembled slightly and shot toward Li Xuan quickly.
You can vaguely see a wave of water swirling around the handle of the knife.
The straight Tang Dao suddenly stopped, and then stopped directly in front of Li Xuan.
Li Xuan blew lightly, and the next moment, the water wrapped around the handle of the knife instantly dispersed.
The Tang Dao fell naturally, and finally fell directly into Li Xuan's hands.
On the back of the long sword, Li Xuan lowered his head and looked at Wen Fuzhi.
Silently thinking in my heart, one hundred and nineteen, one hundred and twenty...
[Wen Fuzhi, the general manager of Tianyin Sect, his father Zhang Shuyin, in the realm of Xuantai, in charge of the Taiyin Divine Realm (can be deprived/peeled/not peeled off), slightly injured, can be killed (suffocation, permanent brain injury)]
Hey, can Tianyin Divine Realm be deprived of it?
Li Xuan looked at the entry prompt panel above Wen Fuzhi's head, and countless calculations flashed through his mind.
The next moment, Li Xuan pressed down with her right hand, and a transparent ball immediately appeared in front of Wen Fuzhi.
The surrounding river water was immediately pushed away, and what was inside the ball was suddenly air.
Li Xuan continued to press down with her right hand, and the air inside the ball immediately began to compress, and quickly poured into Wen Fuzhi's body from his seven orifices.
Suddenly, Wen Fuzhi let out a long breath, and for a moment, his whole body seemed to be waking up.
With a "bang", a huge force hit Wen Fuzhi on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious again.
Li Xuan withdrew his hand, bubbles instantly rose from the bottom of the water, and Wen Fuzhi fell into a state of suffocation again.
Repeating this back and forth, suffocating constantly and causing brain damage.
At this moment, several black figures swam quickly towards Li Xuan from the east bank of Wujiang River.
Li Xuan lowered her head to write, looked at the entry above his head, her eyes turned cold, and then she said in a voice that could only be heard by herself: "Deprived!"
The entry above Wen Fuzhi's head completely collapsed in an instant, turning into countless auras and rushing towards Li Xuan's mind.
In the blink of an eye, he was completely immersed in it, and countless information poured into Li Xuan's mind in an instant.
A bright moon suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and then disappeared completely in an instant.
Li Xuan raised his head and looked at the men swimming up to him. Li Xuan tapped Wen Fuzhi with his toes and said softly: "Send this person to Sanhe Pass. This person will be of great use to us in the future."
(End of chapter)
