Under the sun, the blue sea is rippling, and the waves are lapping against the boat, stirring up the crystal brilliance of the water.

Although Chu Zihe didn't know the specific reason for his current state of confusion, he finally understood the specific plot of Miao Monk's Huahua at this time.

Floating Corpse Day at Sea!

This is the origin of the whole story of "The Legend of Chu Liuxiang", at this time, Wuhua has already gotten Tianyi Shenshui, and together with his younger brother Nangong Ling, he used the four-paper letterhead of the beggar gang leader Mrs. Qiu Lingsu to deceive the "King of the Desert" Shadowless Divine Sword Zamuhe, the spirit vulture in the three swords of Hainan, the killer scholar Ximen Qian, and the Seven Stars Zuo Youzheng, and then killed them one by one.

He also killed an innocent woman pretending to be from Shenshui Palace, trying to create a series of suicide illusions, hiding from the world, and at the same time testing Chu Liuxiang, the moon-stepping prince in the Champs downstream, which is a provocation to him, and he can also use his hand to cover up this earth-shattering killing situation and achieve the ambition of annexing the Central Plains.

And at this moment, things are about to begin, and Chu Zihe is about to be one of the witnesses!

The most important thing is that Chu Zihe can be sure that the heart of this wonderful monk Wuhua is full of ambitious ambitions and bloody blood, maybe this is the reason why the seven orifices of Wuhua in the jade tablet space are bleeding non-stop, and the white-clothed Wuhua in the black cage The voice of "Donor, save me" is definitely the power of good and evil, good and evil in the struggle with great effort.

Especially when he saw that the white-clothed Wuhua was shrouded in a dark aura, he already knew that the evil of Wuhua had overshadowed justice at this time, and he vaguely remembered that the last time the jade tablet reminded him that there was a great danger in possessing him next time, and it was indeed fulfilled!

But fortunately, I have the super anti-heaven level plug-in of the jade tablet, so I can not be devoured by the bloody and tyrannical black-clothed Wuhua, but as the plot goes, the black-clothed Wuhua will become more and more brutal, and the soul that I have worked so hard to support will be submerged by the surrounding sea of blood, and it is estimated that I will also become a big devil who kills the sky, and the sea of blood will never be clear.

Now, what to do?

Chu Zihe had no way, and the soul impact was becoming more and more intense, and his mind was about to be lost.

***

Wuhua has broken away from the beggar gang and traveled on the waves, and the first target has been determined - Zamuhe, the king of the desert, and Nangong Ling has arranged for the dead to clear the field and hunt, or to respond to the rear.

On the shore of the red stone cliff in Ludong, the sun bursts at noon and makes people unable to open their eyes, and the fishermen on the seaside are sparsely smoulked.

"Sea and Sky Line" is a fisherman's house, at this time only one person is drinking tea and resting, the sea breeze is gently blowing, which is extremely refreshing.

In the middle, a burly man, pedaling a pair of leather boots, although the bare skin of his arms is delicate, but his face is very rough, adding to the rough atmosphere, wearing a fine knife at his waist, and a silver medal painted with a flying camel hanging on his waist.

He was staring at the sea in a daze, not saying a word.

At this time, Wuhua's back was in the dark, only ten zhang away from this fisherman's restaurant, he slapped his hands, and after a while, a woman with a delicate face overflowed, she was wearing a gauze dress, a silver ribbon tied around her waist, and her slender feet were wearing bright silver shoes, which set off the white of her feet.

"Go ahead, don't be afraid, I'll help you!" Wuhua smiled and handed the woman a porcelain vase, born with compassion and Buddha, smiling like a flower.

"Don't take it, that's Tianyi Shenshui, you'll die!"

It's a pity that Chu Zihe's shout didn't work, he struggled in the sea of blood, and the original brightness of the jade tablet has now been reduced to only protect the surface of the body, and it can be seen that the bloody aura of Wuhua is much stronger.

The woman nodded, looked at the fisherman in the backyard, gently dripped the water from the porcelain vase into the teapot, smiled, and walked with great difficulty until the burly man.

"Guest officer, the slave family will help you buy some tea, okay?"

The burly man gently stroked the fine knife on his waist, but did not answer, his eyes were very erratic, and he seemed to notice the woman's reaction at all.

The boiling water rose, but the woman's hands kept trembling, and the green tendons on her hands were slightly convex, but they were well concealed.

The burly man suddenly lowered his head and sighed, without looking, slowly picked up the tea in the cup and took a sip gently.

Suddenly, the color of the ground changed greatly, and a mouthful of squirting out, directly clamped the beautiful woman's arm, swallowed with all her strength, and her eyes were about to split, and she directly threw the woman to the wall, and suddenly the woman's whole body was paralyzed, and she was terrified.

"What did you pour me?"

The woman was like a panicked bird, looking at the white-clothed monk who came outside in horror, and at this time the burly man's whole body skin had been turned up, slowly bulging, although Tianyi divine water has been diluted, but the name of heavy water is not called in vain, a drop of water is worth three hundred buckets of water.

"Zamuhe, borrow your good head for use."

The ghostly figure of the flowerless deceived him, and it seemed that he didn't put the famous "Shadowless Divine Knife" in his eyes at all, and his confidence was to the point of paranoia.

The sea of blood is wrinkling!

With the instant advance of Wuhua's figure, Chu Zihe finally couldn't withstand the violent impact of the sea of blood, and sank, a few traces of Qingming escaped, the bright light of the jade tablet was infected by the blood light, Chu Zihe finally merged with the darkness Wuhua, the soul only retained the pure killing instinct, and humanity was gone.

It's all about killing, it's all about blood!

The dark flower bound in the depths of Chu Zihe's soul suddenly took root, slowly broke, sprouted and spit out seedlings, and the cold eyes were printed with no flowers, at this time Chu Zihe was no flowers, and no flowers were Chu Zihe, no distinction between each other, without the slightest emotion!

Chu Zihe Shaolin long fist picked up, directly bombarded in a circle, and swam around Zamuhe, waiting for the attack of Tianyi Shenshui, and at the same time, the sword blade on his back was also roaring and swimming, waiting for an opportunity.

Zamuhe's whole body rose up, and he was in great pain, but his efforts did not decrease, and he directly picked up the Great Wind Knife, one of the thirteen divine weapons in the sea, with an incredible speed, no knife and no shadow.

Chu Zihe's ten fingers curled, and one by one the fingers of the magic power rushed straight to the Zamuhe acupuncture points, and at the same time, his body suddenly stopped, from extreme movement to extreme quiet, and the internal force of the whole body was condensed.

"Boom"

The two knives collided, and Zamuhe's knife qi was actually broken by Chu Zihe, and at this time, Zamuhe could no longer withstand the extreme gravity that exploded in his body, ** exploded, blood splashed everywhere, and he died without turning a blind eye, and died with hatred.

Chu Zihe was far away, afraid that the splashed blood contained divine water and affected him.

"Master, help me!" The woman stretched out her hands and shouted for help.

Chu Zihe frowned in disgust, picked up Zamuhe's big wind knife, the corners of his mouth were hideous, and without saying a word, a knife flew out, twisting half of the woman's shoulder strap arm, watching her scream and bleed blood to death, there was great pleasure in her eyes.

Then Chu Zihe just wiped the blood beads on the gale knife with a monk's robe, as if he were a gentle lover!

"Next!"

The dead in the rear entered and collected the dead bodies for later use.

The sea of blood is really rippling!

In the small boat by the sea, the breeze was blowing, and in the cabin sat a green-robed Taoist with a black face and curly hair, with a burly and tall figure. In his hand, he held the narrow sword of Bisen's sword light. He didn't notice the warrior in the boat in front of him.

Chu Zihe changed his appearance, like a passerby passing by, but when he got closer, Chu Zihe took it by surprise and rushed out directly from the three-masted ship, cutting off his head, and the tiger was mighty!

The green-robed Taoist was unavoidable, and in a hurry he parried with the sword, and performed a spicy and vicious move, Chu Zihe's luck, like the Iga ninja, his eyes were shining, not only cut off his long sword with one sword, but Yu Jin even cut the head of the green-robed old man in half.

"It's not the first one, it's next!"

Chu Zihe stepped on the pace of killing, picked up the half of the sword casually, smiled yin, the tip of the sword was bloodthirsty, his eyes were bloody, and the dead soldiers in the rear went to clear the obstacles and deal with the aftermath at the same time.

The sun is moving, the sun can't wash away the blood on Chu Zihe's body, and Chu Zihe at this time has already changed into the green-robed Taoist, quietly waiting on this seaside path, surrounded by green trees and fragrant grass.

On the path, a man dressed in an expensive brocade robe, with a jade snuffbox hanging from his waist, his swarthy face was particularly conspicuous, very similar to that of a fisherman, and on the middle and ring fingers of his left hand, he wore three strange stainless steel black gold rings, and four on his right hand, and his expression was very troubled.

"Zuo Youzheng, don't come unharmed!" Chu Zihe directly blocked the street, but when the "Seven Star Flying Ring" was confused, he broke out!

The ghost's speed instantly deceived the body, and the magic power popped out a strong wind, and he was in a hurry to the acupuncture points all over the body, but Zuo Youzheng was not a vain person, and the black gold ring in his right hand was like four shining stars that went straight to Chu Zihe's throat, the secret weapon of life and death, and the cold light flashed between the rings!

"It's late, let's go in peace!"

Chu Zihe directly dodged the four blows of the flying ring, and as soon as the ninjutsu moved, the mist evaporated in an instant, surrounding the two figures, and the fighting was fierce, and then I saw Chu Zihe dragging his left and Zheng limbs, slowly walking towards another green path, and the blood flowed underground.

At the end of the other sheep intestine path, a person was wearing a short vermilion robe that was only above the knee, white and pure scholar, with a slight beard under his chin, and his left palm was also slender and white, but his right palm was extremely rough, and his muscles and bones were protruding, almost twice as large as his left palm.

"Daoyou, but the killer scholar Ximen Qian?"

Chu Zihe carried the corpse on his back and greeted the killer scholar, his face was cold and impermanent.

"What's the matter with me?"

"I'll lend you warm your body!"

Chu Zihe took advantage of his slight stunned moment, and the broken sword was sent straight out, like a galloping meteor, and it instantly went straight to his throat.

"Humph, despicable!"

Ximen Qian's right palm was transported, and the purple and red steam was steaming, lingering in the palm, and it was the cinnabar palm, only to see a red halo flying, directly towards the Chu Zihe River and fanning it hard.

"Boom"

Chu Zihe couldn't stop laughing, and in an instant, he erected the corpse behind him, raised his left and Zheng limbs, put his feet under his feet, and raised his arms with both hands, directly blocking his palm.

"Not good!"

At this time, the cinnabar palm arrived, and it hit the left chest of the corpse directly, and it was instantly dented, and it was a purple red palm print.

Ximen Qian was stunned, but he didn't prevent the whirling broken sword from falling back, and the amount rushed towards his Adam's apple from the side, and in an instant, a wound of less than an inch appeared, and the blood flowed frustratedly, and he couldn't look at it!

"Boom"

Chu Zihe laughed non-stop, and with a wave of his hand, the dead soldiers who followed behind pretended to be corpses and cleaned up the aftermath.

Chu Zihe didn't care, he jumped up, stepped on the waves, like a fish, and went straight to the depths of the sea.

"Thief and handsome stepping on the moon, four "places" lingering incense, Chu lingering, it's time to meet you! ”