The stone knives seem to be arranged irregularly at the bottom of the water, but in fact they are self-contained. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The stone knives are in the light, and the bighead will naturally not be stupid enough to hit the knife himself, and Han Feng will not be stupid enough to look forward to using those stone knives to disembowel, but the blades of each stone knife seem to be the same, but in fact, they have their own mysteries.

These knives are stuck in different places, and the nature they encounter is different currents. Each blade blocks a part of the water flow, changing the direction and speed of the water to a greater or lesser extent. This is a subtle change, with the strength of the water to the strength of the water, the undercurrent of the dark energy, mutual restraint, complement each other. At first, he didn't feel the change, but he was stimulated by his blood and swam to the whirlpool on the riverbank, and gradually realized that something was wrong.

The water strength of the whirlpool was already huge, and the water power newly brought out by those stone knives was finally added to the whirlpool, making the river water look no different from the previous one on the surface, but in fact, the whirlpool under the water became bigger and bigger, almost sucking all the small fish and shrimp around. Fortunately, Meng Cheng relied on his huge body and strong tail fin to barely lose it.

When it comes to the mind, it is far better than those small fish and shrimp, at this time it has already seen that the whirlpool is powerful underneath, and has to show its head to the surface of the water, but then turn around and slowly swim out of the whirlpool, but feel that all the water around it is against itself, it can barely keep it from sinking deep into the bottom of the water is not easy, let alone anything else?

In the eyes of Meng Yi, the little dot standing on the sharp rock not far away is the most annoying. Liang Jun is a villain who is a fox and a fake tiger, not only does he have no ability, but he also set a trap to lead himself into fooling, which is really damned. It had no strength to make a huge wave and shoot the boy off the stone, but could only smell his blood and drool underneath, and looked at him greedily with a pair of filthy eyes, and kept thinking about what it would taste like to bite him in its mouth.

Seeing that Meng Feng could no longer get out of the water, Han Feng knew that there was no mistake in his calculations, and he was secretly happy in his heart, if it weren't for Liang Jun's presence, he wouldn't be able to show his unsteady side in front of this little child, and he would have already shouted. This is the first time he borrowed the formation, and he made miraculous achievements, which was much more satisfying than he really fought with a knife and fought a victory, and from then on, his opinion of the formation could be regarded as a master's entry, and even if he was put in a desperate situation like the Holy City, he was confident that he could break free with his own strength!

This is another leap in his ability since he had Bai Tong!

Han Feng could barely suppress the smile on his face, he picked up Liang Jun, took the purple gold machete with his right hand, and said with a smile: "How?"

Liang Jun was overjoyed and surprised, he was not a child who didn't know what to do, and naturally he could see that Han Feng's method of trapping Meng Feng was actually more profound and subtle than killing Meng Cheng with a knife, but his words were in front of him, not to mention that it seemed that Han Feng didn't have to make any effort, so he admitted that he had obeyed him, and he always felt that his heart was not very happy, so he pursed his mouth in his thoughts, and looked up at the sky: "This big stupid fish doesn't dare to come forward again, and you didn't kill it!"

In his mouth, Meng Bighead has changed from a "monster" to a "big stupid fish", which shows that by Han Feng's side, this child is no longer afraid.

Han Feng was in a good mood at the moment, and he didn't argue much with this kid, but only smiled: "If I kill it, how can we cross the river?"

"What does crossing the river have to do with it?" Liang Jun was taken aback, but he heard Han Feng whistle and called Xiaozhuo.

If Xiaozhuo is the king of horses, then Meng Bighead is naturally a well-deserved king of fish. On weekdays, Xiaozhuo would never dare to wander around the waterside where there was a bighead carp, but the beast's perception of danger was much more sensitive than that of humans, and even Liang Jun could be steady and stable at this moment, let alone Xiaozhuo. It waited for Han Feng and Liang Jun to sit on their backs, and without waiting for orders, it hissed lightly and went to Meng Yan's back.

"Ahh He covered his eyes with both hands, and in an instant he felt that his soul was frightened out, and when Xiaozhuo stopped on Meng Rong's back, Liang Jun had the courage to look out through his fingers, only to see that there was water all around, and under his body, there was the ugly head of Meng Bao.

The bighead was too busy to take care of itself, not to mention that it had no idea that a horse would be so bold as to "bully" itself. When he was stepped on his head by Xiaozhuo's iron hooves, he felt that his head was kicked in severe pain, and he was dizzy, and he didn't have the strength to resist, but because of this distraction, he was almost swept to the bottom of the river.

Xiao Zhuo stepped on Meng Cheng's back steadily, and Herod screamed happily a few times, as if to say to the world that he was the first horse king in the world to "ride" the king of fish, Han Feng smiled, leaned down, and the purple gold machete in his hand slashed into the river.

His wrist trembled slightly, and his strength was extremely finely controlled, and he didn't dare to make a mistake for half a minute. At that time, when he fought with mountain bandits and pirates near Qinghe City, he fought side by side with Zhan Fan, and his grasp of strength was much more refined than Zhan Fan's - that was what he learned on the battlefield of Hongyuan with a knife and a gun, and he tried not to waste his strength, so that he could dodge faster, shoot more, and hold on longer than others. However, at this moment, looking back on the past, I realized that it was still too rough.

At this time, the purple gold machete in his hand seemed to have life, and it seemed to have become an extended part of his arm, and he could sense all the changes in the rippling water. And through that purple gold machete, this water has also become a living thing, as if it has become a part of his body, he can control every inch and every inch.

The purple gold machete gently slashed in the water, and under the agitation of the water ripples, it seemed to be weak, but in fact, it was just the same as the water strength of the stone knife breaking, and the water strength changed slightly, and the power of the vortex was a little weaker. Meng Cheng was afraid of being trapped here at the moment, and felt that he was lucky to get out of trouble, where was there still a horse and two people on his back. It swam impatiently to the other side of the river.

The water strength is empty in the center of the whirlpool, so it can absorb things inside, but a little outside, it is the strongest, and then the layers go out, getting weaker and weaker, and the bighead was originally trapped outside the whirlpool, and once it is separated at this moment, it only feels that the traction force is getting smaller and smaller, and the heart is free. When I was able to swim to the middle of the river, the fear had been removed, and the beast's heart gradually rose.

This place in the heart of the river is completely its territory, and nothing can threaten its safety. After tossing all morning, by now Meng Jun's stomach was already empty, otherwise he would not know the danger and be attracted by Liang Jun's bloody smell. The two horses on their backs were enough for him to have a full meal, and Meng Yu was overjoyed, and as soon as his tail fin waved, he sank into the water.

At this time, Han Feng's purple gold machete was still in the water, and he could still feel the water ripples. And Meng Bighead is the king of fish again, but he still can't escape the word "living soul". Since it is a creature between heaven and earth, it has a breath and a heartbeat, and all its whereabouts and thoughts can be traced. Through the water lines, Han Feng had already sensed its changes, and when he saw the gills on both sides of it, he had already sensed that something was wrong, and when it sank into the water, it had already urged Xiaozhuo to rise upward.

Xiaozhuo understands human nature very well, and carries Han Feng and Liang Jun to the air as much as he can. At this moment, there is still some distance from the other side, Xiaozhuo is carrying the two of them, even if he uses all his strength, it is still difficult to get ashore, and all he can see now is to jump on the remaining half of the wooden bridge.

Xiao Zhuo let out a long neigh, but when he was in the air, he felt a light on his body, and it was Han Feng who turned over and jumped off the horse. Xiaozhuo jumped on the wooden bridge with Liang Jun, not daring to stop for a moment, and only looked back when he rushed to the opposite bank and stepped on the ground, but saw that Han Feng was still in mid-air, falling towards the water.

At the same time, Meng Cheng had already rushed out from the heart of the river to the sky, and the huge mouth was upward, facing the place where Han Feng fell.

Liang Jun sat on Xiaozhuo's back, almost frightened at the moment. His eyes widened, and he secretly regretted it. Everything just now had already exceeded his expectations, a five-year-old child, who was able to cross the river with the help of the Bighead, had already satisfied all his imagination, and his heart was extremely happy, where did he still want to kill this monster. At this moment, seeing Han Feng being left in the sky on the river, seeing that he was about to die in the mouth of the fish, he knew that even if he put tens of thousands of masters in this life, he would never find someone as capable as Han Feng, so he couldn't help but shout: "Be careful......! I don't want you to kill it!"

He shouted hoarsely, but the waves were strong and windy there, and as soon as his voice came out, he felt that it was blown away by the wind, and he didn't know how much Han Feng heard. He was anxious, his eyes were hazy, but he saw that Han Feng seemed to be smiling at himself, as if he was saying that he didn't need to worry.

Liang Jun was slightly stunned, and then saw that the purple gold machete in Han Feng's hand had been cut into the giant mouth of Meng Feng, and in the bloody rain, Meng Feng's entire head was cut off in half, and the remaining half of his head flew up with his body, and when he reached Han Feng's side, he was slapped with his left palm, and then he finally struggled a few times unwillingly, and fell into the water with a "bang".

With the power of this last palm, Han Feng leaned sideways, and finally landed on the wooden bridge. Starting with the stone knife and ending with the landing on the wooden bridge, everything was in his calculations. However, no matter how much he calculated, no matter how hard he worked, he had exhausted all his life's wisdom, and when he reached the shore, he felt that his feet were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

Looking back, I saw that the body of Meng Bighead had sunk to the bottom of the river, and the blood-red color fainted from the heart of the river, and scattered with the ripples of the water. On the shallow shore, there were still fish and shrimp shuttling back and forth among the pebbles, Han Feng looked at it fixedly, only to see that several black shadows were stimulated by the blood of the bighead tree, and several black shadows drilled out of the hiding place and swam towards the middle of the river.

Look at the black shadows, there are small fish, there are loaches and other things, all of them are nothing more than creatures in the water that feed on meat. Seeing that they were flocking to them, Han Feng sighed secretly and shook his head slightly: I think that as the king of fish, Meng Bighead will run rampant and domineering in the river for a lifetime, and it will inevitably be eaten by fish and insects after death, and the real world is unpredictable. For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly remembered Daiguo. I thought that the original country was not prosperous and powerful, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the forces rose and fell apart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and secretly scolded himself for being a real bastard, so to speak, wouldn't he compare himself to Uncle Huang and the Emperor as these small fish, shrimp and loaches.

Liang Jun saw Han Feng kill Meng Bighead, his heart was full of admiration, and he couldn't help but feel close; at this moment, seeing that he was stunned when he looked at the river for a long time, he suddenly laughed again, completely ignoring what he was thinking, and naturally didn't know how to speak. However, his heart was convinced, and the words that came out of his mouth still carried a bit of underweight: "So that you don't have to kill it, why don't you listen to me?"

Han Jun felt a lot of emotion in his heart at this time, but he also knew that he couldn't explain it clearly to Liang Jun. At that moment, he only smiled, turned over on Xiaozhuo's horse, and continued to go south with Liang Jun.

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