The next day, in the morning.

Yang Jiao stood on the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, Li Susu and Jing Lan'an stood on both sides, and behind him stood Twenty Baiyu.

"Your Highness, this time, in addition to bringing the cooks of the Yiyue Clan, I also brought the beauties of the Yiyue Clan, if you are idle and bored, you might as well enjoy the singing and dancing of my Yiyue Clan, just as to pass the time."

Jing Lan'an suggested with a smile.

Yang Jiao said expressionlessly:

"No, I'm just out there to see why the boat is slowing down so much?"

When Jing Lan'an heard this, she first looked into the distance, and then explained:

"It should be to the confluence with the Mo River, the Mo River is turbid and turbulent, and the embankment bursts every year, it is a fierce river, so the boat is naturally slower."

Yang Jiao's eyes were deep and he said:

"Li Susu, the time has come to fulfill the promise, jump into the river."

Li Susu suddenly heard this, and said in a daze:

"What?"

Yang Jiaoyun said lightly:

"Jump into the river."

Li Susu's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but look at the unusually turbulent and dangerous rivers around him:

"Yutai Ash, you actually want me to jump into the river, don't you say that it won't endanger my life, what is the difference between you want me to jump into this ink river and ask for my life?"

Yang Jiao waved his robe:

"Noise."

With a "plop", Jing Lan'an saw Yang Jiao ruthlessly knocking Li Susu into the river, and her face couldn't help but change:

"Your Highness, what is this?"

She thought that this Ye Xiwu would occupy a little place in her Royal Highness's heart, but she never expected to see her merciless action in the end.

"Tell me to go down and dock at the ferry port ahead."

Yang Jiao ordered directly.

"Yes."

Jing Lan'an's heart tightened when she heard this, but seeing that the direction of things had not deviated, she bowed down and retreated.

You must know that she planned to plot against Ye Xiwu before, and then use Ye Xiwu's whereabouts to lure her Highness to dock at the ferry in the Mo River.

After a while, Yang Jiao's voice sounded in Twenty Baiyu's heart:

"Bai Yu, wait for the secret notice, let everyone on the ship not go out of the cabin, and be careful after docking, Jing Lan'an and Qi Shuang, they have already colluded with Yutai Minglang to set up an ambush at the ferry in front."

Twenty Baiyu's eyes were shocked, and he replied:

"Your Highness, this."

Yang Jiao calmly continued:

"It's just a local chicken and a dog, and it just so happens that Yutai Minglang is at the ferry in front, so I simply ended him up together, saving trouble in the future."

Seeing Yang Jiao's calm and relaxed appearance, Twenty Baiyu immediately dispelled his heart of admonition, gave a slight salute, and retreated quietly.

Half an hour passed, and the big ship sailed to the crossing of the Mo River.

I saw Qi Shuang earnestly instructing his henchmen to put down the gangplank on the boat and dock.

At the same time, Twenty Baiyu stood behind Yang Jiao with a team of Twenty Clansmen.

And at this moment, Jing Lan'an has been standing beside Yang Jiao.

Suddenly, when the springboard was completely put down, the atmosphere changed, and the Moon Shadow Guard, led by Qi Shuang, quietly glanced at each other.

"Huh."

One of them instantly raised his hand and fired a sleeve arrow at Yang Jiao's face.

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed with a faint light, and this sleeve arrow turned directly upside down and flew away outside the ferry.

"Ahh

In an instant, a scream erupted from outside the ferry, as if someone had been shot.

"Protect Your Highness."

Jing Lan'an seemed to be unexpected, but she quickly reacted, took the lead in protecting Yang Jiao by her side, and commanded Twenty Baiyu.

"Your Highness, you are really well hidden, but you have taken the Poison Demon Pill, even if you have escaped this conspiracy now, how long can you last."

Qi Shuang laughed wildly, and as soon as he finished speaking, thousands of Jingguo soldiers appeared in the rear, all of them were in order, first the archers fired a volley, and then a large number of soldiers with shields and long swords rushed to kill.

Seeing this, Jing Lan'an hurriedly admonished:

"Your Highness, retreat quickly, there is an ambush!"

"A few thousand mortals, just a little dust."

Yang Jiao stepped to the front, carrying it with one hand, pinching out a sword finger with the other, a slippery sword pill, turning into a brilliant sword light on his sword finger.

His "Great Virtue Freedom in the Heavenly Scripture", because of the advantages of a hundred schools, naturally retains the ability of Fu Gong Dao to refine an offensive weapon equivalent to his own realm in his body, or to assist the spirit treasure.

In terms of Yang Jiao's current combat power, the monsters of two or three thousand years are not his enemies, and the benchmark immortal gate is the god transformation period.

These soldiers, whose strength is no higher than that of the Qi Refining Realm, seem to be brave and invincible on the surface, but in fact they are vulnerable.

I saw Yang Jiao lightly wave his fingers, and hundreds of zhang long sword qi suddenly appeared, and the previous burst of unusual noise, shouting and killing roared abruptly.

He sighed faintly:

"One sword pierces two thousand seven, boring and boring killing."

When the words fell, thousands of elite soldiers turned into ashes, and of course Qi Shuang was among them.

Yang Jiao's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said indifferently:

"If you don't say hello, you can come when you want, and you can leave if you want, you don't respect me."

As he spoke, the sword pellets on his fingertips shot out.

"Ahh

There was another scream, and the hundreds of elite soldiers who seemed to be guarding someone in the distance also followed in the footsteps of the many soldiers before them and turned into ashes.

Suddenly, a fire appeared in the distance, as if someone was struggling to resist.

At this moment, Yang Jiao stretched out his hand, and his palm emitted a terrifying suction, and in an instant, a man with a scald scar on his face and blood and tears in one eye, dressed in a luxurious royal robe, was caught by him and thrown on the deck.

The slippery sword pill returned to Yang Jiao's palm, and a cold woman wearing red clothes, black lines on her eyebrows, and holding Buddha dust quickly appeared on the springboard.

"There is also a female cultivator from the Chixiao Sect who was expelled from the sect for stealing forbidden techniques."

Yang Jiao glanced at the woman in red slightly:

"No wonder he will secretly practice forbidden arts, it turns out that he is poor in qualifications, even if he practices forbidden arts, he is only a cultivator in the Jindan period."

"Yutai Ash, you didn't even get poisoned, and you gave me back the poison needle I prepared for you."

The man in the king's robe, who was also bright and not yet blind, suddenly appeared a layer of resentment, and looked at Jing Lan'an:

"Okay, it's really good, it seems that someone has reported to you, you are worthy of being the priest of the Yiyue clan, and you are really ruthless, even your own daughter can be ignored."

But Jing Lanan was caught off guard and looked at the reversal of the situation in front of her, and she didn't react for a while.

Suddenly, the scimitar in Twenty Bai Yu's hand rested on Jing Lan'an's neck.

Then, Yang Jiao's eyes drooped, and the corners of his eyes exuded a cold light, and said:

"Chixiao Sect outcast, willing to die and willing to surrender?"

The woman in red's extremely cold eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at the platform on the ground, her qi was in full bloom, and a breathing flame came out of her body.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao groaned:

"A beautiful woman, but a thief."

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed, and he suddenly retreated with lightning speed, and the sword pill in his palm turned into an illusory long sword.

"Bang!"

With a cracking sound, the woman in red was directly pierced through the heart by Yang Jiao's sword, turned into ashes and dispersed with the wind.

"Fu Yu!"

Seeing this, Yutai Minglang let out a low shout.

Yang Jiaoyu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a sword light condensed in mid-air, piercing into the bright eyebrows of Yutai between breaths.

(End of chapter)