"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming; The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor; Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles..."

Ye Chen walked on the waves, chanted loudly in the smoke of gunpowder, slapped out with the palm of his right hand, and the energy penetrated out of his body, knocking through a huge hole in the hull of a warship on the left, and the turbulent river poured in, and the battleship slowly tilted.

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your name and name deeply!"

He stretched out his hand and waved, and a deafening dull rumble sounded non-stop, and the hard hull of the warship could not withstand his palm, and he punched a large hole in the waterline of the hull, and the river poured back, and one after another the battleships began to sink.

Normally, it is impossible for the masters of the rivers and lakes to resist the army of the formation, and no matter how strong the masters and the army are hard to carry it, they will only exhaust their physical strength and be killed, but if the strength of the masters of the rivers and lakes reaches a certain state and exceeds a certain boundary, the situation will be reversed.

Just like the current Ye Chen, his internal force can be called the ancient and the present, transcendent and holy, and his strong and incredible internal force can even block the artillery, and he walked all the way against the bombardment of the Dragon King Gang, and walked in front of the flagship of the Dragon King Gang.

With a flick of his sleeves, his figure jumped into the air and jumped to the bow deck of the Dragon King, he shook his robe that had not been stained with a drop of water, arched his hand forward, and said in a clear voice:

"Flying Immortal Sword Ye Chen came to kill Murong Jiang, the Dragon King of the Yangtze River, and asked the helper to come out and die!"

As soon as the words fell, all the black-armored soldiers on the bow deck raised the spears in their hands at the same time, and a big man in armor, who was estimated to be the head of the guard, shouted:

"Bold fanatics dare to call the gang leader by his name, and he will die quickly!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and shouted:

"Brothers, kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, many black-clothed warriors stood up from the floors of the building, holding bows and arrows, and a series of roaring sounds rang out, and the black-pressed arrows flew towards him like locusts.

There was another creaking sound, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and saw that there were secret doors on each floor of the shipbuilding opened, and someone inside was twisting the crossbow strings of the beds, and the stainless steel crossbow arrows the thickness of eggs were slowly pulled apart.

"I really don't cry when I don't see the Yellow River!"

He stomped lightly, and with a 'boom', the deck under his feet was trampled by him, and the whole person sank into it and disappeared.

He is not a fool, how could he rush over with so many bed crossbows, such a thick crossbow arrow can be killed even by an elephant with one arrow, dozens of rounds of shooting, may not be able to shoot through his body protection true qi, but it will definitely greatly consume his internal strength, Murong Jiang, the Dragon King of the Yangtze River, is not a weak person, if his internal strength is insufficient, he may not be able to beat him.

They didn't expect that Ye Chen would use this trick to avoid the fire, the dense attacks were all empty at once, and the bow deck was shot into a forest of arrows, and the dense arrows and crossbow arrows were shot diagonally on the deck, and the thick crossbow arrows shot directly through the deck and deep into it, and it was a little difficult to pull them out after the battle.

Ye Chen sank into the cabin below the deck, which was where the crew rested, and now there were few people, striding forward along the central aisle, and soon met the guards of Murong Jiang who had drilled down, and killed them all the way up with one palm, out of the cabin, and killed to the second floor, where they saw Murong Jiang sitting on the throne and many high-level members of the Dragon King Gang.

"Bang Bang!"

As soon as he went up to the second floor, Murong Jiang clapped his hands and stood up, exclaiming:

"Good kung fu!"

Ye Chen's body was not stained with blood, and a smile appeared on his face and he arched his hand:

"You're welcome!"

Murong Jiang didn't seem to notice the murderous aura on him, and he spoke as casually as usual:

"You're never welcome, with your current skills, you have surpassed me and Jiangnan hero Li Youyu, and you deserve to be the first in the world!"

Ye Chen... This time there is no refutation, and then refutation is hypocrisy, he doesn't think that his current skills can be compared to anyone in this world, even if he looks at the super masters of the past generations, he is also one of the best, and he is unique in contemporary times, calling him the first in the world, he thinks he deserves it.

"The helper should know what I'm here for."

He stared at Murong Jiang with both eyes, and said seriously word by word.

Murong Jiang's pupils shrank, and the faces of the high-ranking members of the Dragon King Gang on the side changed greatly, and the white feather fan in the hand of Jia Sanye on the right slapped a few times, pointing at him and shouting:

"Do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the ground under Ye Chen's feet suddenly emptied, and the deck suddenly fell down, he subconsciously lifted his breath and took off, Murong Jiang stomped on the edge of the throne under his feet with a 'bang', and rushed over with his strength and slapped his head with a palm.

Ye Chen had to raise his palm to protect his body with a 'pop' sound, he fell down like a meteor, and Murong Jiang was shocked several meters high and hit the ceiling, making a muffled 'bang'.

"It's amazing!"

He fell to the ground and looked at it with both hands, gasping for air.

At this time, the trap had been sealed, and the left envoy ordered loudly to Zizhen:

"Engine off!"

There was a heavy sound of gear twisting, and there was the sound of the mechanism activating below, and a sound like muffled thunder, which was louder than the other, and the whole building ship shook slightly.

Jia Sanye returned to his confident appearance, the white feather fan waved gently, and laughed:

"This mechanism is made of stainless steel, and even a stubborn stone can be crushed into stone powder, and a mere flesh and blood will be crushed into flesh and mud!"

It's just that his confidence only lasted for four or five seconds, and an extraordinarily loud 'click' sound sounded, the entire battleship shook, and the sound of the gear twisting disappeared at once, Jia Sanye's movements froze in place, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his face unconsciously.

At this time, Ye Chen was in a stainless steel cast tunnel at the bottom of the boat, the corridor was only one meter five in length, width and height, on the left and right of the corridor, there was a thick iron plate, the iron plate was covered with steel thorns with long sharp arms, and when it just fell, the two steel plates were moving to the middle to trap him to death.

It's a pity that this mechanism is built on a ship, the space on the ship is limited, and the power of the trap is limited, the whole mechanism is made of steel, but the hull is wooden.

Forcibly dismantling the mechanism, Ye Chen re-entered the second floor, and unexpectedly did not see Murong Jiang's figure, only a group of dead soldiers detonated the explosives on their bodies, blowing up half of the ship in one fell swoop.

When he rushed out, he was greeted by a cannon attack in the sky, and more than a dozen warships surrounded the building ship to gather fire, and hundreds of artillery guns continued to bombard, sinking the flagship of the Dragon King Gang.

Ye Chen was fine, he was not a fool to stay on the boat and wait for the bombing, so he jumped off the Yangtze River and shifted his position as soon as possible.

"It's a bit of a problem."

Ye Chen surfaced from more than two hundred meters away, looked at the dense warships around him, and had a headache for a while where to find Murong Jiang, the Dragon King of the Yangtze River.

If the other party is bent on hiding, it is indeed not easy to kill him, and he must be killed before he hides back in the lair, if he escapes back to the helm, it will be difficult to kill.