Wang Er was originally an ordinary fisherman, it rained heavily outside the North Gate for many days, and the harvest of Tiefujiang was not bad, but he couldn't stay up for more than ten days without going out.

At this time, on the Tiefu River, it seems that everyone feels that the rain will not stop for a short time, and they all plan to forcibly cross the river on this relatively small day.

"Dad, what do you think is that?" Wang Er's son stood at the stern of the boat, and suddenly saw a black shadow in the water in the distance, slowly swimming towards the boat in the center of the river.

"What? Nothing. Wang Er chuckled.

When I was a child, I always felt that there were too many strange things in the river, but now that I have grown up, I really don't think much of it. In fact, sometimes it's just a bigger fish, or a shadow of something.

"No, Dad, look at that thing, it looks like it's going up. The second son of the king pointed to the ship at the other end in horror.

Wang Er looked up, only to feel that his legs were weak, and he almost fell into the river.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Wang Er shouted and jumped to the side of the boat and began to reel in the net.

Wang Er's son also knew that there must be something big wrong with his father like this, so he picked up the oars in his hand and rowed hard, and the blue water patterns on both sides poured back with white foam.

Wang Er's hands rotated, and after a while, he had already received the whole fishing net on the boat, and before he had time to put it up, he took a long bamboo pole in his hand, and pushed the small fishing boat out with a light touch at the bottom of the river.

The exclamations of men and women had already begun to be heard from the ship behind him, and along the stern of the boat, climbed up a head the size of three or five lanterns, with a pair of dark eyes, sharp teeth in his mouth, two whiskers seemed to float down his lips, and there was hair on his neck, although he came out of the water, there was no trace of wetness, and there were no horns on his forehead, but two bony protrusions could be clearly seen.

The ship originally belonged to a wealthy merchant who traveled back and forth with the Sui State and the Chen State, and there were many bodyguards on board, including a Ningyuan realm martial artist. I saw a few martial arts practitioners. Picking up spears and knives and other weapons, they all hit the dragon's head of the cyan dragon, and the dragon took a few hits, and the dragon groaned in his mouth.

The entire Tiefu River seems to be controlled by it, the river is against the current, almost all the river water around the ship is rushing up, and the dragon body jumps up with the help of the water, and there are four small branches in the abdomen but no claws are born.

Ning Yuan martial artist relied on his own cultivation and used a special weapon. Behind the chain three or four feet long fell a huge lock. The chain in the warrior's hand turned, and the lock fell from the sky and smashed into the top of the dragon's head.

Jiaolong seems to have given birth to wisdom, saw the heaviness of the lock, the dragon's head swayed slightly, and a layer of waves swayed in the river behind him, directly hitting the ship, the ship fell to the east, and the lock smashed through the deck and fell down the second floor.

In an instant, the behemoth's ship turned into wreckage under this dragon spell, and continued to sink underwater. The martial artists finally grasped some balance on the water, jumping up and down on the shattered hull of the ship, and striking at the dragon with all kinds of weapons.

A warrior was closest to the dragon, and it was almost on the dragon's face, and only then could he see the dragon's eyes clearly.

In the black, there were all kinds of strange patterns, and the mysterious and strange appearance crashed into his mind, which made the warrior fearful, and the spear in his hand was not held steady, but the piercing on the dragon only broke a few scales.

Jiaolong was furious, the hair on his neck opened instantly, the waves on the river surface became even bigger, it bit half of the body of the martial artist in the early stage of bone casting, swallowed hard, and the whole person was bitten into two and was bitten into his mouth. The dragon shook its head in all directions, and the surrounding river water was stained red with blood, and it was quickly washed away by the rain, turning into a disgusting color mixed with red and blue.

When the other people saw the fierce dragon, they couldn't help but feel a little afraid in their hearts, and a few of them wanted to run away from the water, and they also fell into contemplation when they saw the waves rising high on the water.

A wave of water came, and the feet of the Ning Yuan martial artist swayed, and he didn't see it, the dragon lying on the wreckage was gone.

"What about the beast, where did the beast go!" Ning Yuan Warrior was already red-eyed, the rich merchant family was almost all swept up in the waves, and nothing could be found, and the brother who was born and died died again, and his own chains had just been held, but he couldn't see the dragon.

Wang Er desperately pointed to the bottom of the water, but the waves behind him still chased him, the fishing boat was jolting and almost stood up, and Wang Er's son slid out of the boat.

"Son!" Wang Er lost the bamboo pole almost instantly, and the water nature he had cultivated over the years allowed him to walk on the ground on the fishing boat rolling in the wind and waves, and grabbed his son's hand.

The fishing boat shook again, and when Wang Er saw his son's hopeful face, he felt a faint sense of calm in his heart, and was about to pull his son up, but he fell into the cabin.

Wang Er saw the severed arm in his hand, and blood was still bleeding at the end. His fingers were still clenching his wrists hard.

Wang Er watched it for a long time, and then wailed.

"Ahh......h

Wang Er felt the bow of the boat sink while crying, turned his head to look over, and the voice in his mouth was quieter, but it still did not stop.

It's the head I just saw, on the edge of the ship!

Wang Er's mouth gradually became silent, and he was just howling subconsciously.

Jiaolong's eyes seemed to have the unique cunning of human beings, and his back pressed Wang Er's body and rushed out from the back of the cabin, Wang Er felt a huge force in front of him, and he heard a rattle in his back, and he couldn't feel it at all after the intense pain.

Wang Er didn't have time to have any thoughts, so he watched the canopy on his ship suddenly shatter, a lantern-sized lock smashed down, piercing his stomach, and a figure clicked over, stepped on one end of the fishing boat and jumped hard, and the chain in his hand flew away with the lock.

Wang Er looked at his stomach, it was dripping with blood, but he couldn't see what was there.

At the end of his life, Wang Er seemed to see that the arm in his hand seemed to have another owner, and the young man hugged him for the first time, and his young embrace was so strong and warm.

"Son...... Hmm......" Wang Er muttered in his mouth, and was flooded into his mouth, unable to speak.

The Ning Yuan warrior followed the dragon and ran far in the river, followed by two bone-casting warriors, and the three of them captured the dragon together.

On a pleasure boat in front, the wind and waves seemed to be useless to it at all, this boat had a special appearance, and no matter how strong the wind and waves rolled in, it could still press the water surface and sink.

Ning Yuan Martial Artist saw the opportunity, and threw it again, and the lock flew in the air and was pulled by both hands, and smashed out in front of Jiaolong.

The dragon's writhing body suddenly stopped, and a force of water law imprisoned it in the water, watching the lock smash into the special pleasure boat.

A long-haired man wearing only a pair of dark pants stood on the boat, and flew lightly up the river, clutching the end of the chain connected to the lock. Slammed it down hard.

The man held the lock and smashed it on the dragon's neck, and the sharp corners of the lock cut through the dragon's scales and buckled deeply into the dragon's body.

"Head, this seems to be Zhang Shun, the water prince of Jingzhou. The bone-forging warrior on the side whispered to his boss.

Ning Yuan Warrior nodded, although the two joined forces for the first time, they had an incomparable tacit understanding, Ning Yuan Warrior put down a circle of iron chains, Zhang Shun directly went into the water and pulled a circle on Jiaolong's back, re-rode Jiaolong's back, and rolled a circle on the chain.

Ning Yuan Warrior landed on the lock and almost stepped on it hard, flying high, Jiaolong was about to rush forward in pain, and Zhang Shun pulled the chain in his hand.

The chain was tightly clamped around the dragon, and the two of them were pulled by the dragon through the water.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Shun worked hard underwater, turned the chain in his hand, surfaced with the help of air ventilation, and came down to ask.

The Ning Yuan Martial Artist only relied on holding his breath, did not speak, and nodded slightly.

The two of them were pulled by the dragon in the water like this, and Zhang Shun frequently rolled the chain up, and the dragon was locked tighter and tighter.

Zhang Shun swam down the river and kicked Ning Yuan Warrior hard, who poked his head up with the help of his strength and quickly changed his breath.

Zhang Shun is fine now, but the true qi of the Ning Yuan Martial Artist is limited, and he has reached the edge of exhaustion, but a will to kill forces him to pull the chains and not let go at all.

Zhang Shun pulled out the dagger from the side of his calf and inserted it vigorously in the second half of Jiaolong's abdomen.

Jiaolong felt the most painful moment since the beginning of the beating away river, and there was a mournful roar in the water, with a sense of checkmate in his eyes.

Zhang Shun was about to stab again, when he suddenly found that Jiaolong had disappeared.

Jiaolong suddenly turned into a stream of water, Ning Yuan Martial Arts and Zhang Shun only felt fear in their hearts, and then looked back, the bottom of the river that was clear in the past was now dark.

In the depths of the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of hateful eyes staring at the two of them.

"How could it be ......" Ning Yuan Martial Artist's eyes gradually lost concentration, and his true qi was slowly exhausted, and he couldn't grasp the chains tied to his wrists with all his strength, and went down into the water.

Seeing the situation, Zhang Shun pulled up the chain and struggled to swim to the river, it was good that the dragon was lost, but if he drowned again, he would lose his life, but it would be a real loss.

When Zhang Shun drilled out of the water with all his might, he waved the iron chain, trying to throw the Ning Yuan martial artist at that end out.

The chain was slowly thrown to the end, but only one hand was thrown out.

Zhang Shun's eyes gradually lost his mind, and when he met, he was a master who worked hard together, and he was folded under the water like this.

Zhang Shun felt a little chill behind him, and slowly looked back, and he could see a bloody mouth coming over.

Zhang Shun felt a tightness in his heart, his true qi seemed to be pressed in his chest and could not be used, and he no longer had trouble stepping on the water waves like the land in the past.

Under the dragon's neck, the reverse scales that carried a hundred years of cultivation had been exhausted with a trick of water, and at this time, it was also furious.

Originally, it was just a whim, and Jiangzhong acted recklessly, but he didn't expect it to be lost so much.

Zhang Shun sighed, knowing that he had no way to live, and slowly closed his eyes.

Huh, before I closed my eyes, I seemed to see a red light.