In the cabin, Witch Sword sat cross-legged, his right hand clutching the sword, his sword unsheathed and hanging in front of him.

The crossbow arrows on the outside, like poisonous bees, fell one after another when they hit the cabin and fell into the boiling water.

The attack without warning suddenly put Zhao Yi and the others in a desperate situation, and for the time being, they could only rely on the sword qi of the witch sword to block the poisonous bee-like crossbow arrows outside.

Zhao Yi looked out through the gap in the canopy and saw that the crossbow arrows were all shot from the cliffs on both sides, and the lush vines and thorns on the cliffs covered the crossbow bearers.

Suddenly, two extremely powerful crossbow arrows actually penetrated the sword qi of the witch sword and shot into the cabin, Zhao Yi's eyes were quick, he held one in one hand, and when he looked down, he saw that it was two ordinary crossbow arrows.

It would not be an ordinary person who could shoot such a powerful crossbow arrow.

Zhao Yi threw away the crossbow arrow in his hand, looked up at the witch sword, and saw that he looked indifferent, not shocked or angry, the little girl held her head with both hands, and leaned on the witch sword tightly.

"Witch Sword, you protect Xiaoxiao. Zhao Yi said coldly.

In the current situation, the only way to take the initiative is to kill it and put it to death. Besides, hiding in the cabin and waiting for death is not his Zhao Yi's style.

"I'll go!" said Witch Sword.

He didn't give Zhao Yi a chance to choose, only to see his right hand pinching the sword trick pointing out of the cabin, and the sword in front of him turned into a burst of light and shot out, and the boat suddenly sank and fell back to the river.

It turned out that the rope that hooked the boat was instantly cut off by the flying sword of the witch sword.

Immediately after, the witch sword swept out of the cabin like a flying swallow, when the person was in the air, he stretched out his hand to summon the sword, and then when the air was rowed, the canyon immediately changed the wind and clouds, and the visions were numerous, and the dazzling sword flowers were born from the bottom of the witch sword, and the witch sword was like a sword fairy in green clothes, and the negative sword stepped on a sword flower.

The sword flowers in the canyon are still being derived, and they look like goddesses scattering flowers from a distance.

The boat that fell back quickly down the river, Zhao Yi in the cabin held the little girl in his arms, and the qi in the hole came out to form a wall of qi to protect the cabin from being shot through by crossbow arrows.

Many black-clothed men leaped out of the vines and thorns of the cliffs on both sides, chasing the small boat on the river, each with a bow and crossbow in his hand, and the quiver on his back was full of crossbow arrows.

The witch sword standing in the air gently swung out a sword, and suddenly countless sword flowers flew towards the black-clothed men who were chasing the boat.

The middle ones fell from the cliff into the river one after another, but after the sword of the witch sword, there were still many black-clothed people jumping along the cliff wall, chasing the boats on the river.

The witch sword did not strike again, but like a flying swallow, its graceful posture kept changing in the air, and it also went to chase the boat on the river.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the cliff face on the left, a tall and stout man, carrying a heavy knife on his shoulder, and wearing a black cloak to cover his head and face.

He leaped along the cliff and ran no slower than the Witch Sword.

When parallel to the witch sword flying in the air, the man with the big sword on the cliff wall shouted, held the knife in both hands, and slashed horizontally at the witch sword.

The witch sword rolled in the air, splitting the mighty sword momentum, and at the same time casually returning the sword.

Two loud bangs sounded one after another, and the sword momentum and sword qi of the two hit the cliffs on both sides respectively, and large stones fell off and fell into the river.

The witch sword exchanged hands with the broadsword man on the cliff wall on the left, and the speed of the flight slowed down, and at this moment, a figure burst out of the cliff wall on the right like lightning, quickly approaching the witch sword in the air.

The man was hidden in a wide cloak, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The man flew fast, and the speed of the shot was even faster, and just when he was only five steps away from the witch sword, a black short sword stabbed into the witch sword's throat like an elusive poisonous snake.

Wu Jian's face changed slightly, the sword in his hand was not slow, and he quickly caught up with the black short sword, and at the same time, his body retreated, but it was still in danger.

The cloaked mystery man had more than a short sword, the witch sword blocking the one that stabbed him in the throat, but an even more secret short sword was stabbing him in the heart.

It can be described as a stumbling shot, although the witch sword avoided the fatal blow, it still let the sword qi enter the body and suffered a lot of injuries.

With the help of the opponent's blow, the witch sword flew forward quickly, and the figure changed in the air a few times, and then caught up with the boat on the river, landed at the stern, fought the sword in one hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, and stared at the two people on the cliff with a pair of eyes.

His indifferent face was pale.

In the blow just now, the two people on the cliff cooperated seamlessly, and it was obviously not the first time they had cooperated to shoot. The man with the big knife on the cliff wall on the left slashed first, intending to block the witch sword, at least to slow him down, and at the same time attract the witch sword's attention.

The mysterious man on the cliff on the right took the opportunity to strike again, and used a chain of two swords, vowing to kill the witch sword.

This mysterious man is very clever in timing and assassination, and is obviously an extremely powerful killer.

In Chudi, there are really few people who can have such cultivation and such clever assassination methods.

This Tiger Roaring Gorge is more than 20 miles long, and the small boat that drifts with the tide becomes more and more urgent, and it travels faster and faster, and the bumps are getting worse and worse.

Zhao Yi, who was in the cabin, saw that Wu Jian had returned to the ship, and he was a little vain when he stepped on the boat, and said hurriedly: "Wu Jian, are you injured?"

Wu Jian replied coldly: "It's okay, a small injury." ”

Crossbow arrows were constantly being fired from the cliffs on both sides, but when they approached the boats, they all fell into the river.

Wu Jian reached out again to wipe away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Can you still resist?"

Zhao Yi said loudly: "I can bear it, are you really okay?"

Wu Jian looked up at the figures chasing closely on the cliff, especially the two of them, waiting for the opportunity to make a move, he was now damaged, the injury was not light, and he could still block their next blow, he was not sure, and couldn't help frowning.

In the upstream of about ten miles away from Zhao Yi and them, a small boat also entered the Tiger Roaring Gorge, and there was a man in white standing at the bow of the boat, who was Lu Qingxin, who was dressed as a man.

She looked anxious, her brows furrowed deeply, and she kept urging the boatman to hurry up.

The elderly boatman shook his head and said, "Childe, it's already the fastest, and the fast ship is about to capsize, so you can't take this risk." ”

Lu Qingxin couldn't care so much, and still urged vigorously.

Along the way, Lu Qingxin was walking in front of Zhao Yi and them, and when they were at Taoyuan Ferry, they thought they were going to cross Taoshui to Wuling City, so she crossed Taoshui a day in advance, and later saw that they actually hired a boat to go down Taoshui.

Lu Qingxin had no choice but to hire a boat in a hurry and follow it closely, but she didn't know what was going on, and she felt uneasy in her heart.

The elderly boatman coveted the extremely generous money given by Lu Qingxin, so he also agreed to this good-looking man in white.

After the boat entered the Tiger Roaring Gorge, the boat suddenly sped up, and the boatman stared wide-eyed and nervously held the boat to prevent the boat from going too fast.

Seeing this, Lu Qingxin at the bow of the boat urged again, this time, the elderly boatman didn't listen to Lu Qingxin anyway, and only focused on stabilizing the hull.

Just when the anxious girl was about to get angry, she felt a flicker in front of her, and suddenly a person appeared, Ruguan with white hair, like a fairy outside the world, but when she saw his thief-eyed face, she felt like a lewd old man, and the old man was squinting at her and laughing.

"Why are you here, old sir?" exclaimed the frightened girl.

The old man Ruguan said unhappily: "If I don't come again, that little lover of yours will go to the bottom of the river to feed the fish." ”

When Lu Qingxin heard the old man Ruguan say, "That little lover of yours", his face showed a trace of shyness, but when he heard that Zhao Yi was in danger, he couldn't care about this, and said hurriedly: "Is he in danger?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "If that kid is not in danger, then what do you want my old man to do, okay! ”

In the past, Lu Qingxin should not be angry with the old man with Ruguan, and would ignore him with a black face, but at this time, she was not angry, but looked at the old man in front of her nervously.

Seeing that there was suddenly an old man on his boat, the boatman hurriedly knelt down and bowed his head, shouting that Grandpa Hebo spared his life.

The old man laughed twice, and didn't pay any more attention, only to see him stand at the bow of the boat, wave his wide sleeves, and the boat under his feet suddenly flew rapidly on the water like a divine help.

Lu Qingxin stumbled under his feet and almost fell, while the boatman who was kneeling at the stern of the boat fell crookedly on the boat, grabbing the edge of the boat with both hands, his face was already pale with fright.

The boat is like a dragon incarnated by a carp, speeding forward in the rushing river, and the cliffs on both sides are rapidly receding.

At this time, the boat where Zhao Yi was located was facing destruction.

Wu Jian was entangled by the mysterious assassin, and he no longer had time to care about Zhao Yi and the little girl, while the other man with a big knife kept swinging his knife at the boat.

The knife momentum of the broadsword man is too powerful and powerful, along the way, Zhao Yi used the gas machine to block the crossbow arrows, and the consumption of internal breath is very large, and now he has to resist the knife momentum of the broadsword man, even if he has the support of the mysterious "clear stream", it is unsustainable.

Fortunately, the big knife man was far away, and the boat was drifting rapidly, and the knife momentum of the approaching boat had weakened, otherwise with Zhao Yi's current cultivation, he would never be able to bear it.

Suddenly, there was a gap in front, and when the boat that was drifting rapidly arrived here, it was swept into the air, and the man with the big knife on the cliff saw this opportunity and slashed at the boat in the air with all his might.

Zhao Yi, who was in a panic, was unsteady in his breath, and the qi wall was suddenly broken by the knife, he hurriedly picked up the little girl and rushed forward, got out of the cabin and fell into the river.

The boat was torn apart by the blow of the knife, scattered in the river, and swept away by the rapids.

Zhao Yi, who fell into the water, hugged the little girl with one hand and grabbed a section of the boat board with the other, trying to stabilize his body, and the little girl in his arms cried wow.

And at this moment, a small boat came from the upstream at a high speed, and instantly arrived at Zhao Yi's side, suddenly slowing down and drifting downstream side by side with Zhao Yi.

Lu Qingxin ran to the stern of the boat and picked up the pole to rescue Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi in the river grabbed the pole, and then with a force, he flew out of the water and fell into the boat with the little girl in his arms.

Zhao Yi squatted down to look at the little girl, and saw that her little face was miserable and white, and it seemed that she was scared just now.

Zhao Yi wiped the water on her face, and then held her face and comforted: "Don't be afraid, Xiaoxiao, it's okay now." ”

The little girl wowed, cried again, and a pair of small hands dragged Zhao Yi's clothes desperately.

Zhao Yi comforted again, and then got up to look.

Seeing Lu Qingxin, who was dressed as a man in white, staring at him nervously with a pair of wonderful eyes, Zhao Yi grinned and said, "Thank you Miss Lu this time, if you hadn't arrived in time, we would have fed this peach water fish." ”

"Boy, don't be too busy kissing me and me until we've got those pesky guys on the shore settled. An old voice came from behind Zhao Yi.