The ghost head fish shook its head and swam forward with its tail vigorously, and a large cloud of blood appeared in its mouth, staining the already muddy lake water red.

Zhao Zheng followed, his eyes narrowed, staring at the part of the fish's tail that was broken by the whip, and he lifted Zichu's sword and stabbed it hard. His sword was infinitely mysterious, and after stabbing out, the sword was divided into three seven twenty-one swords, turning into twenty-one golden sword qi, and falling on the broken part of the fishtail.

Nearly a third of the golden sword qi pierced into the flesh, and the rest was blocked by fish scales, leaving scratches on the scales, which were even harder than most metals.

Zhao Zheng followed behind the ghost head fish, swimming forward against the undercurrent, and once he seized the opportunity, he released his sword qi and repeatedly wounded the ghost head fish.

The ghost head fish took a few hits, felt that there was an enemy behind him, and suddenly turned his head like a demon and swam towards Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng stabbed several swords at the slightly open mouth of the ghost head fish, injuring it to the point that the skin and flesh were open, and then he avoided the ghost head fish and swam away.

The sword slave was afraid that Zhao Zheng would lose, so he quickly stepped forward and raised his sword to attract the ghost head fish. After he used a single sword, it was much more powerful than when he used multiple swords, and the single sword in his hand danced brilliantly, and the sword aura was compelling, and often every time he swung a sword, he could make a wound in the mouth of the ghost fish.

Zihuan has not been idle, and when she gets the opportunity, she will be ruthless to the ghost head fish.

The three of them worked together at the bottom of the lake to fight the ghost head fish, killing them in the dark, and it was difficult to solve.

The ghost head fish was injured so much, but half of it was not bitten, and it was already so angry that it became wild and wantonly on the bottom of the lake. Stir up the waves. But it doesn't matter how angry it is. None of them could hurt half of the three men's hairs. I can only hold my breath.

These three people and one fish have been fighting for a stick of incense at the bottom of the lake, don't look at the time is not too long, but the consumption of physical strength is very large. Moving underwater is much more difficult than moving on shore, and it also consumes the air in your belly.

Zhao Zheng's realm is the lowest, but he has a lot of strength during the battle, and at this time, there is not much air left in his stomach, and his every move is becoming more and more difficult, and his eyes are beginning to blur. There is also a buzzing in the ear chakra. He couldn't hold on any longer, swam up to the lake with a rowing line, took two big breaths, and the abnormality of his body was suddenly relieved a lot. With those two people under the water to deal with, it will be fine for a while. He floated on the surface of the lake, inhaling the fresh air of the night while taking a break.

But at this moment, there was a sudden unkind evil wind behind his head, which was full of strength and made a whistle that broke the air. Judging by the sound. What flies must be a sharp weapon, or a dart hidden weapon. Either it's a sword qi!

At this moment, in this situation, who will secretly poison Zhao Zheng?

Although I can't be sure who this person is, he must be one of the people who covets the first sword and lusts for profit!

Zhao Zheng secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly made a carp straighten, stepped on the bottom of the water, pulled it out of the water, and turned to the side. The wind was so accurate that he could avoid the fatal point even a little bit of dodging. It's a pity that he is one step slower after all, or the evil wind is one step faster than him. According to his dodge move, it was not enough to avoid this deadly evil wind!

At this critical moment, a brilliant magnolia flower suddenly grew out of thin air on the surface of the lake, and the beautiful branch was just stuck in the source of the evil wind, and it turned out to be an arrow.

Magnolia flowers come and go in a hurry, bloom in a hurry, and then wither in a hurry, turning into countless petals of light. The arrow that was caught also fell.

With one hand, he grabbed the arrow in his hand.

The person who rescued Zhao Zheng and grabbed the arrow at the moment of danger was not someone else, it was the Flying Maiden. Flowers want to look! According to the previous agreement, she has been secretly protecting Zhao Zheng these days, erasing a lot of hidden dangers for Zhao Zheng.

Tonight, Zhao Zheng and the three of them stayed away from the team and came to this blood-stained lake, and the three of them were alone, leaving the villains to take advantage of. I don't know who secretly seized the opportunity and put a cold arrow on Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng jumped out of the water, looked at the lake fixedly, and saw Hua Xiangrong holding the arrow at a glance, and immediately figured out the situation in front of him.

"Senior, you're here." Zhao Zhengyou said from surprise to joy.

"If I don't come, you're going to suffer." Hua Xiangrong raised the arrow in his hand, and the sharp tip of the arrow glowed with the cold moonlight.

"If it weren't for your help in secret, I wouldn't have come here rashly, and even if I did, I would have brought a few more people."

"I didn't want to show my face, but in this situation, I really have to show up."

"There are seniors."

"The thief who shot the arrow has fled, and I have to go after him in order to avoid trouble. You go back to the water and continue to help the two of them. Hua Xiangrong said, shook her arms, rose up, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the night. With her shot, the gangsters and accomplices who shoot arrows will definitely not end well.

Don't look at how vicious the ghost fish at the bottom of the lake is, but it does not pose a threat to Zhao Zheng, although the cold arrow just now is only a momentary matter, it threatens Zhao Zheng's life.

Zhao Zheng had a false alarm, let out a sigh of relief, put aside the matter of releasing the cold arrow for the time being, turned his head and sank to the bottom of the lake again.

The battle beneath the lake continues, but it's coming to an end. Under the influence of severe injuries and exhaustion, the ghost-headed fish became much slower in its movements, and became the end of the crossbow. The sword slave and Zihuan frequently launched strong attacks, one with a sword and the other with a whip, chasing and beating the ghost head fish.

By the time Zhao Zheng swam back into the warring waters, the ghost head fish was no longer good, and it no longer had the majesty it had just now.

The ghost head fish was too seriously injured, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he instinctively chose to escape. It shook its head vigorously and swam deeper into the bottom of the lake. It activated its body's potential as it fled for its life, and its swimming speed was much faster, almost as fast as it had when it first appeared.

With the existence of this underwater beast, the three of them couldn't find the Moyu Nine Seed Lotus with peace of mind, and of course they couldn't easily let it go. The three of them pursued all the way, making frequent moves while chasing.

The ghost head fish is familiar with the terrain at the bottom of the lake, and does not run around, but purposefully chooses an escape route. Plunged headlong into a stone cave at the bottom of the lake. This cave is a natural formation. The width of the cave varies. It extends in all directions and leads directly to a large underground river. On weekdays, the ghost head fish will inhabit there and only show their heads when hunting.

The terrain of this stone cave is complicated, after the ghost head fish plunges into it, it escapes with the trend of the stone cave, up and down, left and right.

The three were taken into the cave by the ghostfish. With some corners and the influence of stones, the speed slowed down a lot. The sword slave tried to use his sword qi to break through a path, but it didn't work, and he also caused part of the stone cave to collapse, making it even more difficult to walk.

Although Zhao Zheng was a human being, he didn't know the existence of this stone cave, and he was not familiar with the terrain here, so he didn't know how to go at all. He didn't walk in front of the fat man with a swollen face, but obediently followed behind the other two.

The movement in the stone cave is difficult, and the three people are connected in a row. Chase the ghost head fish closely. They turned around and didn't know how far they had gone. But he never caught up with the ghostfish.

If they continue to chase, things may change, and the three of them are more or less anxious. At this time, things took a small turn, and the ghost fish took the wrong way because he was too flustered, and hit his head on a very narrow hole, and was stopped by the hole.

Zihuan, who followed behind, grabbed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, suddenly swung out the keel whip, and rolled the tail of the ghost head fish with the whip head. She couldn't borrow her strength in the water, and she couldn't pull the powerful ghosthead fish, so she could only swim to the edge of the cave and grab a raised stone with her other hand.

The ghost head fish pulled hard, and straightened the keel whip wrapped around the fish's tail. Zihuan was pulled forward by this strange force, and was almost pulled over, barely grasping the stone and stabilizing her figure. With Zihuan's strength, she can only last for a short period of time, and if she pulls for a long time, she will definitely lose to the ghost head fish.

Fortunately, a short period of time was enough, the sword slave and Zhao Zheng hurriedly raised their swords and stepped forward to help, one swam to the left, the other swam to the right, and the two formed a pincer attack and caught the ghost head fish in it. The two of them were afraid that the ghost head fish would escape for the second time, so they tried their best with one move and one style, and the Dao Dao glowed with sword qi, illuminating the entire underwater stone cave, like day.

This stormy attack became the last straw that bent the ghost's life, and in the sword light and the flying blood spots, the ghosthead fish completely lost its breath, and its huge body stopped swinging and slowly sank downward.

The three men had finally killed the beast, and all of them were very tired, and rested for a while at the bottom of the lake.

Zhao Zheng regained his strength, looked at the corpse of the ghost head fish that had sunk to the bottom, and suddenly moved in his heart, swinging his body and swimming over.

But all this freak xenomorph is much stronger than ordinary kinds, and there are treasures all over the body. Not to mention anything else, the scales of this ghost head fish are an excellent material for making armor, and if they are sewn into an inner armor and worn on the body, they can play a considerable protective role.

The three of them spent so much effort to kill this evil animal, how could they do it without making some benefits.

Zhao Zheng raised his sword and slashed dozens of times on the tail of the ghost head fish, cutting off the tail of the fish that was already injured. He looked back and forth with the fishtail, and felt that the remaining scales on it were just enough to sew an inner armor.

The sword slave saw it clearly, guessed Zhao Zheng's intentions, swam over and took a hand, grabbed the remaining corpse of the ghost head fish, and pulled it to swim back. The carcass of this ghost head fish is not light, it weighs thousands of pounds, and it is difficult to pull it on the shore, let alone in the water.

Zihuan had no choice but to come over to help, and worked with the sword slave to pull the remaining corpse of the ghost head fish.

With great effort, the three of them brought the ghost head fish, which had been divided into two halves, ashore. Zhao Zheng looked around for Hua Xiangrong's traces, but he didn't even find a figure, and he didn't know whether he had not returned from chasing people, or if he had hidden again after coming back, unwilling to meet him face to face.

The three of them rested on the shore for a long time, and during the rest, they recounted what had just happened, and each had their own opinions. Zhao Zheng didn't want to make a fuss, so he didn't mention the attack just now, so he let the matter rot in his stomach.

After this fierce battle, the three of them dispelled a lot of enthusiasm for treasure hunting, and after resting, they searched for two more laps at the bottom of the lake, but found nothing, and they never found Moyu Jiuzilian again. Zihuan is a woman with a delicate body, and she was the first to propose that she didn't want to continue looking for it, and planned to go back to wash and rest.

Zhao Zheng asked people to come over to help, and he didn't say much, and now he had a lot of gains, so he happily agreed.

"I was able to get these treasures tonight thanks to the two of them. is the so-called brother who settles accounts. It doesn't matter what our relationship is. If you get a good thing, you should be clearly distributed. Although the two of them are both martial arts masters and don't care about these little things and little west, I still hope that the two of them will not shirk, so as not to make it difficult for me to be a man. There were a total of eighteen black lotus seeds here, plus a whole corpse of a ghost head fish, and for the sake of fairness, the three of us divided it equally, with six black lotus seeds each. Plus a portion of the corpse of the ghost fish. Before leaving, he got straight to the point.

"I want the black lotus seed, this corpse is fishy and smelly, don't give it to me for nothing." Zihuan pouted.

"I'm the opposite of this little girl, there are a lot of antidote pills in the Sword Casting Villa, even if you eat them as beans, you can't eat them all, so this Moyu Jiuzi Lotus is not very attractive to me, I can leave all of them to you. But I have to get a piece of the pie for the carcass of this ghost-headed fish, the scales of this strange fish are extremely hard. After I take it away, I can consider keeping the materials for forging swords. Second, you can build armor and keep it for the Zhuang Ding of the mountain villa to wear. ”

Zhao Zheng wanted to distribute it fairly, but the other two had their own needs, and they only needed one thing, which was cheaper for him. In the end, the three of them agreed on the distribution method, Zihuan left nine black lotus seeds, Jian Nu left more than half of the ghost head fish corpses, and the rest was left to Zhao Zheng.

The three of them reached their goal, the trip went well, and they returned to their residence with the Moyu Jiuzilian and the ghost head fish.

Zhao Zheng put away the black lotus seeds, stuffed the two corpses of the ghost head fish into the ice cellar warehouse, and placed them side by side with the corpse of the wild boar king for later use. He washed up, changed into a set of clean clothes, and then lay down in bed and fell asleep.

There was nothing else to say all night, and the next day, the team went on the road again, but instead of touring the mountains and rivers again, they embarked on the return journey and returned to the century-old store where the carriage and horse team was located. The group retrieved the stored carriages and horses and merged with the people left behind.

The carriage continued along the official road, and the next destination was the famous bandit cottage Black Wind Langya Mountain!

This cottage has a long history, it was first founded by someone else, and then changed hands several times, and then it fell into the hands of Xiao Jiuge's father.

Xiao Jiuge's father's name is Xiao Tengfei, his strength has reached the realm of the Nine Heavens, he has cultivated a supreme light skill, and he likes to raise eagles very much, so people gave him a resounding nickname "Ten Thousand Miles Pengcheng Let Me Go". Don't look at Xiao Tengfei as a mountain king, but he is not a rough man, and he has some ink in his stomach. In his youth, he used to study hard for several years, won fame in the imperial city examination, entered the Sanding Jia, became a tanhua, and returned to his hometown.

After high school, Xiao Tengfei became a sesame official and entered the officialdom. As soon as he entered the official gate, it was as deep as the sea, and after becoming an official, he discovered the complexity and darkness of officialdom. Because he didn't like to be in the same league with those dumb officials, he resigned from his official position and abandoned his civil affairs and military affairs. To his surprise, his talent in learning martial arts was even higher than that of learning literature, and his progress in cultivating internal skills was very fast.

Since then, he has concentrated on practicing martial arts, made rapid progress, cultivated to a rising tide, and spent more than ten years of hard work to break into some fame in the rivers and lakes. Later, under the fate of fate, he became the head of the village under the jurisdiction of Black Wind Langya Mountain and sat on the first golden chair.

Xiao Tengfei is both civil and military, both aspects are very powerful, under his governance, the Black Wind Langya Mountain has become more and more prosperous, and the scale and power are far greater than before. He has no interest in petty fights, and restricts his subordinates on weekdays, never going to rob houses and do those things like stealing chickens and dogs. He only likes to do big cases, and they are those big cases that have no worries, once a certain object is selected, he will lead the crowd down the mountain to commit crimes, and then return to the mountain after making a fortune.

If Black Wind Langya Mountain does not commit a crime for three years, it can be eaten for three years if it commits a crime.

The reason why Zhao Zheng had to venture to this cottage was to obtain Black Iron Wood and to capture a traitor from the Taishan faction. Neither of these things is easy, and it may not be possible to do it, but you have to give it a try. If he does these two things with his personal strength, the hope is extremely slim, and if he doesn't do it, he will take his life. Fortunately, he is now attached to the big tree of Sword Casting Villa, and there are some high-ranking people around him to help, so it is much easier to do things.

The convoy hurried all the way, and it rained lightly in the middle of the road on this day, and the rain was cool and transparent, dispelling the summer heat, and falling on people's faces. Everyone didn't take this light rain seriously, and they didn't have umbrellas or clothes, and let the rain fall on them.

A driver liked the coolness of the rain and wanted to wash his body, so he ripped his neckline open.

The rain fell on the bronzed skin, and there were other things that were hard to seep into it.

What is invisible to the naked eye, people naturally cannot perceive.

The coachman hummed a little song in the sound of hooves, looking very comfortable, with so many master guards, this trip should have been a pleasant trip. He hummed, suddenly felt a little itchy in his chest, and reached out to scratch it a few times, but the more he scratched, the stronger the itch became. The itching sensation made him feel so bad that he stopped humming a little song and concentrated on scratching the itch.

His thick fingers scratched the flesh of his chest, but the itch still didn't go away. Fu Wushuang did not go alone, and there was a strong itch in other places on his body, as if a large swarm of mosquitoes had pounced on him. He simply let go of the whip and tickled it with both hands, but it was of no use at all.

The itch had penetrated deep into his flesh and could no longer get rid of it.

He couldn't stand the torture, and while opening his mouth to scold his mother, he increased his strength to scratch. He used more and more force, and he actually scratched his flesh and skin, grabbed his chest bloody, and turned the flesh outward!

The pain of scratching the flesh didn't even counteract the itching, and he was still scratching frantically, scratching other places as well, turning into a terrible bloody man.

Looking at the other coachmen and horses in the convoy, they all showed the same symptoms as this man, and the coachmen scratched the flesh one after another, and the horses went crazy and pulled the carriage away.

There was a big chaos in the convoy, and people turned over on their backs and jammed in the middle of the road.

The rain is still falling, and in the bright rain, there is a strange killing machine! (To be continued......)