The two little Jiao were still eating small fish in the cage, and Yang Zhen lifted the small cage with a smile on the corner of his mouth and walked out of the belly of the mountain.

The small boat that I rowed when I came here was quietly crossing the grass outside.

Soon after landing on the island, Yang Zhen dragged the small wooden boat onto the island and hid it in the grass not far from the shore. For nature is hidden. Yang Zhen didn't want to guess the existence of people on this island because he saw the boat parked outside the island.

Although even if someone finds him and those two little Jiao, it can't affect him anything, but it's always a trouble.

Yang Zhen walked to the small wooden boat with the small cage, put the cage in the cabin, and then pushed the small wooden boat down the water of the Yanyue Pond.

…… Yang Zhen rowed a small wooden boat to the west bank of Yanyuetang.

As a boy who grew up in the countryside of Jiangnan Water Town, it is common for him to be able to row a boat.

In this regard, Yang Zhen is not an exception.

The boat was rowing on the water, and Yang Zhen gradually noticed that there were many more small wooden boats coming and going on the water surface of the weir moon pond.

Almost every small wooden boat has one or more martial arts figures standing, and most of the grass pulp or rocking oars are nearby villagers.

Those well-dressed or poorly dressed Jianghu people have a very different momentum from ordinary people, and most of them carry weapons.

or other weapons such as knives or swords or spears.

One by one, their eyes were like eagles, scanning the water and the small islands.

Yang Zhen counted in his heart and found that there were at least thirty or forty wooden boats and bamboo rafts on the water surface of the Weiyue Pond today.

Of course, there are not many wooden boats in this weir pond.

Therefore, many people stand on bamboo rafts under their feet.

Yang Zhen estimated that the bamboo rafts had just been made.

Thinking of the news that Nie Qingzhu told him in the communicator just now, without thinking too much, Yang Zhen also knew that these people were here for the two little Jiao in his cage, or the two adult Jiaolong.

Thinking of this, although Yang Zhen's hands were still paddling unhappily, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the small cage in the cabin.

Looking through the gap in the small cage, I saw that the two little Jiao had finished eating the two small fish, and they were already crawling around in the small cage restlessly.

The little black Jiao saw Yang Zhen's gaze, and it also put one eye to the gap in the small cage and met Yang Zhen's eyes.

Maybe Yang Zhen's appearance of rowing alone is completely different from the situation on other boats and bamboo rafts on the water, which makes people feel eye-catching.

Perhaps, someone noticed that Yang Zhen's boat was rowed out of a small island in the distance.

Or maybe someone just looks at Yang Zhen rowing alone.

Anyway, Yang Zhen rowed a small boat less than a few hundred meters out of the island, and there was a bamboo raft more than ten meters long in front of him.

A man and a woman, two young people with strange blue faces stood side by side on the bamboo raft, and the one who supported the raft with a penny was a peasant man in his forties.

The two young men with strange blue faces, the male was short and fat, and the female was as thin as a bamboo pole, although the body shape was different, the arrogance on the face was the same.

The two stood on the bamboo raft, and Yang Zhen sat at the stern of the small wooden boat, so that the man and the woman could look down on Yang Zhen with an arrogant face.

The arrogant eyes of the two first glanced at the small cage in Yang Zhen's cabin, then looked Yang Zhen up and down, and finally looked at Yang Zhen's face.

The short and fat man opened his mouth and snorted coldly: "Boy! Open that cage! ”

Yang Zhen had already put the mask on his face when he saw this bamboo raft coming in his direction.

Therefore, I don't know if these two people know Yang Zhen's famous face.

"Get out!"

Yang Zhen's voice was cold, but his body already exuded a cold murderous aura.

Yang Zhen hoped to use this murderous aura to scare these two people away.

Unexpectedly, these two things, as soon as they felt the murderous aura emanating from his body, not only did not retreat, but their eyes lit up.

The short and fat man smiled and turned his head to the tall and thin woman next to him and said, "Hehe, daughter-in-law!" Looks like there's something really good in that broken cage! ”

"Hmph, the old lady said that this guy has a problem, right? Ho ho. ”

The smile on the corner of the tall and thin woman's mouth and eyes couldn't hide her smugness.

"No fake, no fake! Hey. ”

"If you don't fake it, you won't do it?"

Under the scolding of the tall and thin woman, the short and fat man's lewd smile suddenly ended, and when he stomped on the bamboo raft under his feet, splashing countless droplets of water around the bamboo raft, he shouted: "Obey!" Daughter-in-law! ”

With the power of his right foot, the short and fat man suddenly flew into the air, and the whole person flew over a distance of more than ten meters like a superman, flying towards Yang Zhen's small wooden boat.

How dare you do it?

Yang Zhen's eyes sank.

The wood pulp in his hand was subconsciously lifted and put into the cabin.

A strange scene appeared.

The short and fat man who flew over began to glow with blue light all over his body.

Especially his pair of fleshy palms, which are so green that they turn green.

"Mysterious Divine Palm !!"

When a pair of blue fleshy palms were about to bombard Yang Zhen, the short and fat man suddenly shouted.

This shout, which was close at hand, was not a kind reminder to Yang Zhen.

That was to scare Yang Zhen.

Many martial arts characters are accustomed to shouting the name of their martial arts or moves when they are close to the enemy, so as to deter the opponent.

For example, a master suddenly rushed in front of him and suddenly shouted "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending".

If you are a little timid, I am afraid that you will be scared and faint all of a sudden.

And the Xuanming God Palm ...... That's not a nameless martial art.

There were also countless killings back then.

The most vicious thing is that once this palm technique hits the opponent, if the opponent's internal force is not deep enough, the meridians will be invaded by the poison of ice.

The light ones suffer the cold torture all year round.

Heavy ones can be frozen into popsicles on the spot.

Xuan Shen Palm?

Hearing this name, Yang Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously thought of his Tianshuang Fist in his mind.

At this time, the short and fat man's dazzling blue palms had already hit the front of his head, and he was about to hit his head in the next second.

Yang Zhen didn't retreat, nor did he dodge, he suddenly let go of the oars in his hand, stood up suddenly, his palms clenched into fists, and the same blue light flashed, and he took the palms of the short and fat man condescendingly.

"Humph! I just picked up my husband's Xuanming God Palm......"

Before the tall and thin woman on the bamboo raft could finish her sneering sarcasm, the short and fat man was blasted back by Yang Zhen's fists.

With a pop, he fell heavily into the pond next to the bamboo raft.

The tall and thin woman on the bamboo raft was stunned.

When the honest man who supported them on the bamboo raft saw it, his face was also pale, he hesitated, turned around and made a leap, actually jumped into the water, dived and escaped.

The farmer, though honest, is very timid. Once you see something that endangers your life, you often have any reason defeated by the fear in your heart.

At this moment, the honest man forgot that the two men and women had threatened the lives of his father, mother, wife, and children.

When he thought that he might be killed by a punch, his first reaction was to run for his life.

Yang Zhen slammed his fists on the short and fat man's palms, blasting him back, and after falling into the water, he didn't sit back, his murderous eyes suddenly swept on the face of the frightened tall and thin woman.

The next moment, Yang Zhen flew and pounced.

The tall and thin woman's face changed when she sensed the strong and murderous aura, and she recovered from the shock, but at this time, Yang Zhen had already flown over her.

In a hurry, she could only subconsciously raise her blue palms to catch Yang Zhen's fists that were blasted down in the air.

"Boom ......"

"Click......"

"Puff ......"

Under Yang Zhen's fists, which were also glowing with blue light, the tall and thin woman's arms and the bamboo raft under her feet made a cracking sound almost simultaneously.

The next moment, the bamboo raft that was tied with hemp rope was instantly torn apart.

The tall and thin woman's arms were naturally shattered by Yang Zhen's fists, and the whole person followed in her husband's footsteps and fell into the deep water of this weir moon pond.

After flying in the air and blasting the conceited woman into the water with both fists, Yang Zhen flew upside down with the reaction force from his fists and returned to his small wooden boat.

The small wooden boat shook slightly, waving shallow ripples on the water.

After falling back into the small wooden boat, Yang Zhen put his hands behind his back, and his eyes stared coldly at the water in front of him.

There the split bamboo raft floated on the water one by two, farther than ten meters away under the water, suddenly appeared the head of the honest farmer, the honest man looked back with a pale face, and saw that his bamboo raft had been split on the water, he was obviously frightened, and quickly turned around and paddled forward a few times, and another fierce man plunged into the water.

It seems that he was afraid that Yang Zhen would make a move on him, and planned to stab the fierce son from the water and leave.

…… A few minutes passed, and under Yang Zhen's cold gaze, the heads of the two men and women did not emerge on the water again.

It seems that those two people felt the same as when Yang Zhen punched, they were seriously injured and could no longer come to the surface.

After being seriously injured, they should have died underwater by this time.

At this point, Yang Zhencai sat back on the edge of the boat, picked up the oars and continued to row towards the west bank of Yanyuetang.

…… The scene just now was seen by several people on bamboo rafts and wooden boats nearby.

The two who were close to each other and had good ears, even heard the short and fat man's mouth shouting "Xuanming Divine Palm", and also saw the blue light emanating from his whole body and both palms when he and the tall and thin woman took out their palms.

"Who's that masked man? Can you kill the Xuan Ming couple in two moves? ”

"Xuan Ming Divine Palm? Really? If it's really the Xuanming God Palm...... Can you be beaten to death so easily? ”

"What's in that little cage? Is there really a treasure? ”

"There was also a flash of blue light on the masked man's fist just now......"

One question after another came to the minds of those people.

(To be continued)