Murong Bo burst into tears: "I'll show you back!" With a mistake in both hands, a sword qi was tied like a dragon, and the arms suddenly made a muffled sound, the sleeves flew ashes, the palms of the hands to the elbows, and the arms burst inch by inch, but after all, he endured the pain, shouted, turned in a circle, and threw back with all his might.

Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked, although his face was quite calm, he was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that even the six-vein sword qi that was so condensed and extremely sharp, Murong Bo really moved back, and this sword qi came faster than when it went, and it arrived behind him like a lightning flash.

Feng Xiaoxiao can use the six-vein divine sword, but it does not mean that he can catch the six-vein divine sword, at least at such a close distance, he is not ten percent sure, so he has to turn sideways to avoid it, and at the same time, between his right fingers, it is like plucking strings, and five sword qi comes out one after another.

Although the sword qi was stimulated, he had already controlled it in his heart, and he actually synthesized a huge invisible sword in the middle of the road, smashing his head like a sword of Xuantie.

"There's a kind of you coming back!" , Feng Xiaoxiao's sideburns and white hair are flying, the divine light in his eyes is compelling, and he blows back in the air, and the arrogance in his bones is fully displayed at this moment.

Murong Bo just gave up his life, he was already exhausted, and his body was difficult to move a bit, but he refused to die, his eyes seemed to be split, and he struggled to raise his bloody hands and cross them to block.

The heart of recovering the country has long become his obsession, and he will not be reconciled before he sees the light of day.

"Daddy!" , Murong compounded himself and hugged him, just thinking: "If my father dies like this, what face will I have to live in the world?" ”

This time he pounced, he had put his life and death out of the way, and Murong Bo's steps were vain and weak. The whole person was immediately hugged and rolled over and over.

The invisible giant blade slashed irresistibly into the bow of the ship. Cut tofu like a slick and disappear.

Deng Baichuan and the others were rushing towards the bow of the boat in a panic, and they didn't have time to react. I only felt that the mountains shook for a while, and the debris of the wooden planks scattered to the head and face, and it was unstoppable for a while, and everyone broke the blood flow and dizzy.

Madame Wang saw a huge crack suddenly appear in the cabin, and like a snake winding, she crawled towards her feet at great speed in the click, and the whole person was stunned, and she really didn't believe that it was from a human hand. And in one blow.

Feng Xiaoxiao was already on the way back at this moment, and at a glance, she knew that this woman would no longer have time to dodge, and the collapse of the hull of the ship was really contained in a huge force, and the sword was just an introduction, with her martial arts, she was in the crack again, and she was doomed!

There was a short "boom". Mrs. Wang suddenly rolled flat on the ground, rolled and smashed the wooden side of the boat, and planted herself in the lake.

Feng Xiaoxiao had already turned his back to him, and only heard the voice. But he was so shocked that he almost stepped on the empty plank, fell into the water, and hurriedly looked back.

The sound was short, though. But when he heard it, it was indeed from afar. It's just too fast, in an instant. It swept dozens of feet.

It stands to reason that with such a speed, Mrs. Wang should have been beaten to pieces, but her body was intact, and she could still cry out in pain, indicating that the person who threw it had reached the peak of his mastery of strength, and he was only stronger than him.

Who exactly? Could it be that the eldest brother was moved by compassion and didn't want to see Mrs. Wang die?

Or Kumachi? This person's talent is amazing, maybe in the past year or so, his martial arts have improved a lot, can he do this?

Or Xiao Yuanshan? But he has no reason to save Mrs. Wang?

Between the ups and downs, Feng Xiaoxiao's thoughts flew around, and he still planned to retreat farther first.

After all, he is really not accustomed to water, in Taihu Lake, he will definitely not be able to beat a master who is about the same as him, although he is not afraid of a battle, but there are too many variables, once he is in danger, he will not be able to save Azhu.

The fire burned in the water, and the fire burned and fogged, and now dozens of burning boats crashed into the big boat together, huddled into a large area, and the fire rose wildly when it landed, as if the entire lake was burning, and the fog was spreading.

The screams and screams of people, the crackling sound of wet wood burning fire, confused the originally peaceful Taihu Lake, everywhere was firelight, smoke and figures shaking in the water, plus drifting with the wind, I don't know if it was a person or a wood, the smell of burnt, like hell on earth.

No matter how fast the wind is Xiaoxiao, he can't catch up with the fire from all directions when he steps on the wooden plank, and he doesn't dare to dive to dodge, so he can only bite the bullet and rush to the fire.

However, the collision was dense, and each direction was layered, and it was able to jump once and twice in one circle, but finally fell into the water before the third lap.

The plank under his feet was scorched by the fire, and it was continuously stirred by the cold lake water, unable to hold the alternation of hot and cold, completely shattered, and fell halfway with Azhu.

Seeing that he was about to be planted in the sea of fire, and it was far away from the place where there was no fire in front of him, Feng Xiaoxiao had to use the power of the pulse, stopped in mid-air, turned over and fell.

This time it was no better than the fierce battle with Murong Bo just now, there was not even a little broken wood floating on the water, and suddenly his feet were empty, and he fell into the lake, splashing a large splash.

The wind in the water was sluggish, and the dog shaved a few times, but found that he was carrying a seventy or eighty pound of Xuantie sword, which was tantamount to carrying a large scale.

Ah Zhu twisted his body at this time, his left hand passed under his armpit, and dragged him in his arms, pushed down with one palm, the internal force collapsed, and there was a "bang" sound, barely letting the heads of the two of them come out of the water for a short time, and said: "Second brother, hold your breath." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao took a sharp breath, his head cleared up a little, and immediately drew the gourd in the same way, and pushed it out with one palm.

Compared with Ah Zhu's skills, his skills are incomparable, and the "bang" hit the water with a muffled sound, and the two finally surfaced their whole bodies.

It's just that after all, the water is soft, the weakness is not strong, he is in the water, and he is loaded with heavy objects, it is rare that he can still do this.

As soon as his feet left the water, Feng Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, he was rarely panicked, he was not awake for a while, he used too much force, of course he went straight up, and he flew high, of course he fell hard, and he didn't know how deep he would fall into the water.

Sure enough, the two of them were connected together, coupled with the heavy Xuantie Sword, even if Feng Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity and slammed the lake with all his palm, he still couldn't stop the falling, and the water surface slammed over his head, and the palm force kept firing before he stopped sinking.

But at this moment, the fire also burned, Feng Xiaoxiao only dared to hold his breath, dancing in the water, but he didn't dare to rush to the surface of the water again, and he was very annoyed in his heart, feeling that he was too aggrieved to die like this.

However, Ah Zhu is familiar with water, and he is not flustered at all, and he reluctantly pulls the wind Xiaoxiao and swims slowly.

Feng Xiaoxiao is not stupid, he knows that he is far less useful than Ah Zhu in the water, so he stopped his hands and feet, so as not to use indiscriminately to backfire, and now he can only resign himself to fate.

After all, Ah Zhu's skills are limited, and he didn't row for long, so he was about to lose his breath, turned around, and glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao with a red face, but the water was too muddy and dim, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Feng Xiaoxiao could barely see things, and when she saw it, she knew what she was thinking, sighed secretly, and said in her heart: "If the eldest husband dies, he will die, I'm sorry for my brother's business, I Feng Xiaoxiao can't do it." (To be continued......)