At the bottom of the Wujiang River, Li Xuan's whole person was like a swimming fish, swimming towards the big boat in front of him very quickly.

Between the overturning of the mind, the sharp gaze simultaneously captures the movement on the surface of the river.

The rolling stones flying wildly on the river, the roar of the roar, and the smashing of the bang immediately reached Li Xuan's ears.

Li Xuan smiled lightly, he could imagine Wen Fuzhi's extremely annoyed appearance at this moment.

Because at this time, all the rolling stones on the river bank have all smashed on the boat of Wen Fuzhi's ship.

Only smashed on his ship.

Under the water, Li Xuan also quickly approached the bottom of the ship where Wen Fuzhi was.

At this moment, several black shadows suddenly jumped from the boat, and under the deep water, they brought up countless bubbles.

Kelpie.

Wen Fuzhi's response was equally fast.

In the blink of an eye, several water ghosts were already blocked between Li Xuan and the big boat.

Several water crossbows were all pointed at Li Xuan in an instant, and they had already been launched in the blink of an eye.

One by one, the crossbow arrows shot at Li Xuan extremely quickly, but Li Xuan only glanced at it lightly.

The water is tumbling.

In an instant, all the crossbow arrows shifted up and down the moment they approached Li Xuan, without any accidents.

Seeing this scene, these water ghosts immediately threw away the crossbow arrows in their hands, clenched the harpoon in their hands with their backhands, and rushed towards Li Xuan.

Resentful eyes came from the eyes of these water ghosts, and the sharp harpoon stabbed Li Xuan's chest fiercely.

The harpoon brought up blisters in the water, and in a blink of an eye, it had already pierced Li Xuan's eyes.

But at this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, Li Xuan's whole person flashed forward violently.

Before all the water ghosts could react, Li Xuan had already grazed the harpoon and passed directly through it, rushing to their bodies.

They subconsciously wanted to retract the harpoon, but at this moment, as if something was being pulled under the water, the harpoon did not move at all.

The cold sword light flashed, and the blood was already rapidly smeared under the water.

……

Reaching out and pressing it up, Li Xuan immediately knew that this was a ten-year-old pear wood plank, thick and sturdy, suitable for boating.

The sharp blade went upward, and in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced deeply into the pear wood plank.

With a twist of the long sword, the round hole the size of a palm has been directly cut.

In an instant, the turbulent river water had poured into the big boat, and the hull of the ship had begun to sink in an instant.

The shadow above his head sank, and Li Xuan's footsteps immediately fell into the river a little, and the whole person had quickly retreated.

"Order, everyone abandon ship and retreat!" Wen Fuzhi's extremely unwilling voice came from the water.

Underwater, Li Xuan immediately sneered, this guy just didn't die if he didn't have the heart of the Yellow River, he would have done it earlier, it would have been over, why did he spend so much effort.

On some turbid water, suddenly a black shadow flashed, and the next moment, I heard a "poof", and a figure had jumped into the water.

The blue robe, the black rattan armor, and the cold and resentful face are none other than Wen Fuzhi.

As soon as he entered the water, Wen Fuzhi immediately stared at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan immediately understood that this person was not dead at all if he didn't reach the Yellow River, he didn't die when he arrived at the Yellow River.

In the river, the two people looked at each other, and the murderous intent in each other's hearts was extremely hot.

Li Xuan's right hand long sword was directly handed over to his left hand, and his right hand immediately wiped his waist, and the sharp soft sword was already in his hand.

The eight-sided Han sword in his left hand, the sharp soft sword in his right hand, and the two long swords in Li Xuan's hands immediately unfolded under the water.

Wen Fuzhi's face immediately turned grim.

When he was on the river last night, Li Xuan was a soft sword in his left hand and a Han sword in his right hand, and now he suddenly changed to a sword-holding momentum, and there must be a killing move for someone who does not do it.

With a fierce look, Wen Fuzhi immediately rushed forward, and under the explosion of the powerful Yuan Qi, Wen Fuzhi rushed towards Li Xuan like lightning.

At this moment, Li Xuan's right sword flicked forward.

The extremely sharp soft sword immediately bit Wen Fuzhi's throat like a poisonous snake.

A soft "ding" sound came from the bottom of the water.

Li Xuan's sword was easily cut by Wen Fuzhi, but at this moment, the more powerful blade of the eight-sided Han Sword had already slashed solemnly towards Wen Fuzhi's chest.

Li Xuan's offensive was launched, like a turbulent river, endlessly.

Wen Fuzhi's body leaned back slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, an inexplicable force appeared in the water.

A layer of cold frost suddenly covered the eight-sided Han Sword, and the speed suddenly slowed down.

Li Xuan held the black hilt of the sword, and at this moment, his eyes were fierce, and he pushed forward with all his might.

But at this moment, the straight blade had already grazed the blade of the sword from the side, and slashed towards Li Xuan's arm like lightning.

Behind the blade, there was Wen Fuzhi's cruel eyes.

Suddenly, Wen Fuzhi's face changed, and the long knife slashed back.

There was a dull crashing sound, and an object had been slashed away.

Wen Fuzhi, his footsteps were reversed, and he had instantly broken away from the enveloping range of Li Xuan's eight-sided Han sword.

When I looked sideways, I saw a soft sword being slashed out.

Wen Fuzhi quickly turned around, and suddenly saw Li Xuan at this time, and he also distanced himself from him.

With a flick of the tip of the sword, the hoarfrost on the blade was gone.

Looking at Li Xuan, whose face was calm, Wen Fuzhi asked in disbelief: "You really know how to use the sword." ”

A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Li Xuan's face, Wen Fuzhi was able to speak underwater, this divine domain ability was really amazing.

Raising his head and looking at the soft sword that was bounced out in the distance, Li Xuan's expression was cold, and he made a fierce move at the soft sword in the distance in front of Wen Fuzhi.

I saw that the soft sword shrank slightly, and immediately followed, it was already shooting towards Li Xuan.

The water of the Wu River was immediately pierced directly, and the soft sword went straight into Li Xuan's palm.

Li Xuan's left palm opened slightly, and the bottom of the sharp soft sword kept hovering in his palm.

It's like there's an invisible force pulling at it.

……

There are no filaments.

There is no silk that is extremely fine.

Wen Fuzhi was really stunned, seeing Li Xuan control the sharp soft sword from afar, he really couldn't believe that there was really someone in the world who had mastered the art of flying swords.

But all this happened clearly in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, Wen Fuzhi's eyes revealed a surging greed.

Thousands of miles away to take the head of the enemy's general, it is like probing for something.

The greed in Wen Fuzhi's eyes fell into Li Xuan's eyes very clearly.

The corners of his mouth suddenly revealed an incomparable contempt.

Flying sword, how can there be any flying sword in this world.

The right hand flicked upward, and the next moment, the sharp soft sword had already flown directly to the top of Li Xuan's head, hovering over Li Xuan's head.

Li Xuan's gaze closed, and the eight-sided Han sword in his right hand was erected in front of his eyes, and his hands were clenched.

The cold gaze crossed the straight sword body and stared directly at Wen Fuzhi, who had also seen it.

Killing Intent.

The eyes of both of them revealed a determination to put the opponent to death.

With a "bang", a rolling stone smashed into the river above his head, splashing endless waves up and down.

With a "bang", the white blade broke through the water, and the sword stabbed together.

The two figures brought out countless afterimages under the water in an instant, and the two people had rushed together in the blink of an eye.

The thick eight-sided Han sword slashed fiercely at Wen Fu's chest, and the sharp soft sword swooped down from a high place and stabbed Wen Fuzhi's throat fiercely.

The straight long knife stabbed straight forward, and the knife went straight to Li Xuan's heart.

In a short time, the two were already close at hand, and at this moment, a sudden mutation occurred.

An invisible force suddenly appeared around Wen Fuzhi, the eight-sided Han sword in Li Xuan's left hand, and the sharp soft sword in mid-air, and even Li Xuan's body was covered with a layer of hoarfrost for a while.

It was as if there was a special aura surrounding Wen Fuzhi's body.

All the speed of Li Xuan's whole body suddenly stagnated.

In an instant, the fierce long knife stabbed Li Xuan's heart fiercely.

On the other hand, it's surprisingly fast.

At a critical moment, a huge force came from the side and smashed the left side of the long knife.

The waves exploded, and the straight long knife suddenly swiped to the left, and then passed directly under Li Xuan's armpit.

At this moment, Wen Fuzhi, who was almost facing Li Xuan, revealed an unbelievable horror in his eyes.

You don't know how to fly a sword at all.

A "bang" came from Wen Fuzhi's mind, and the next moment, Wen Fuzhi's eyes rolled and he fainted completely.

A series of blisters came out of Wen Fuzhi's mouth.

He slowly sank to the bottom of the river.

Li Xuan held his left hand forward, and the sharp soft sword had returned to his left hand.

"In this world, there are no flying swords!" Li Xuan's voice was very soft, but it was very clear in the water.

Bowing his head, Li Xuan looked at Wen Fuzhi.

[Wen Fuzhi, the head of the Tianyin Sect, his father Zhang Shuyin, the middle realm of the Xuan's womb, in charge of the Taiyin Divine Domain, slightly injured, killable (suffocation, one hundred and twenty breaths will cause permanent brain injury)]

Li Xuan's eight-faced Han sword crossed his left hand, and his right hand made a slight move against the Tang Dao that fell into the water.

The next moment, Tang Dao trembled slightly, and he was already shooting towards Li Xuan at a rapid speed.

Faintly, you can see a wave of water rotating around the hilt.

The straight Tang Dao suddenly stopped, and then stopped directly in front of Li Xuan.

Li Xuan blew lightly, and the next moment, the water wrapped around the handle of the knife instantly dispersed.

The Tang knife naturally fell downward, and finally fell directly into Li Xuan's hands.

With the long knife back, Li Xuan looked down at Wen Fuzhi.

Silent in my heart, one hundred and nineteen, one hundred and twenty......

[Wen Fuzhi, the head of the Tianyin Sect, his father Zhang Shuyin, the middle realm of the Xuan's womb, in charge of the Taiyin Divine Domain (can be deprived, peeled/not peeled), minor injury, killable (suffocation, permanent brain injury)]

Hey, can the Heavenly Yin Divine Domain be deprived?

Li Xuan looked at the entry prompt panel above Wen Fuzhi's head, and countless calculations flashed in his mind.

The next moment, Li Xuan's right hand pressed down, and a transparent ball immediately appeared in front of Wen Fuzhi.

The surrounding river was immediately discharged, and inside the ball was air.

Li Xuan's right hand continued to press down, and the air in the ball immediately began to compress, and quickly poured into his body from Wen Fuzhi's seven orifices.

Suddenly, Wen Fuzhi let out a long breath of turbidity, and the whole person seemed to wake up for a moment.

With a "bang", a huge blow slammed into the back of Wen Fuzhi's head, and he was knocked unconscious again.

As soon as Li Xuan's hand was closed, bubbles instantly rose under the water, and Wen Fuzhi fell into a state of suffocation again.

So back and forth, incessant suffocation, incessant brain injury.

At this time, several black figures quickly swam towards Li Xuan from the east bank of the Wu River.

Li Xuan lowered his head and looked at the entry above his head, his eyes were cold, and then he said with a voice that could only be heard by himself: "Deprivation!" ”

The entry above Wen Fuzhi's head completely collapsed in an instant, turning into countless spiritual lights that rushed directly towards Li Xuan's mind.

In the blink of an eye, it was completely submerged, and countless information poured into Li Xuan's mind in an instant.

A bright moon suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and disappeared completely in an instant.

Raising his head and looking at the few subordinates who swam in front of him, Li Xuan tapped Wen Fuzhi on tiptoe, and said softly: "Send someone to Sanheguan, this person, we will be of great use in the future." ”

(End of chapter)