As soon as Li Deng's words fell, the woods on both sides of the bank lit up with pieces of fire, and then the sound of splashing into the water became loud, and one by one the rafts were pushed into the river. Then, one after another figures stepped up, rowed the raft, and surrounded the Zhao family's big boat impenetrably.

The people on the big boat, except for Zhao Ziming, who still looked calm, the rest of the faces changed greatly. The other party put on such a big posture, obviously he would not let go of a live mouth.

Gao Cen took a deep breath, "Third Master, isn't there the slightest room for reversal?" Gao asked himself if he had abided by the rules of the Li family and had never leaked any transaction information to the outside world, why did the Third Master make such a ruthless move?"

Li Deng put away his smile and said: "It has nothing to do with whether you have leaked secrets or not, as for the specific reason, I can't tell you." He raised his right hand over his shoulder and waved it down.

A group of bandits surrounding the Zhao family's big ship rowed rafts and boats one after another, approaching quickly. At the same time, more than a dozen chains with iron hooks were thrown over from the three somewhat dilapidated big ships, accurately hooking the edge of the Zhao family's big ship.

Subsequently, on each chain, there was a person with open arms, flying over, looking at his light skills, he knew that he was a master of martial arts.

Gao Cen took out his weapon and roared, "Brothers, fight with them!"

At the beginning of the melee, although the Zhao family had a man surnamed Qi, an eight-layer master, and one person fought three people alone, but the number of martial artists below the eighth layer was far less than that of the other party.

Zhao Ziming kicked away a bandit who was trying to sneak up on Zhao Zishuang, and whispered to him: "Retreat to the bulkhead and pay attention to safety." Then he dodged and rushed into the crowd, knocked over a few people, and came to the edge of the boat.

He bent his knees and sank down, the muscles in his legs tensed, like a charged bow, and then he exerted his strength violently, driving his body to jump high, like an arrow off the string, shooting out of the big ship and heading straight for Li Deng!

Zhao Ziming's movements were too fast, too sudden, and too unexpected, so that when Li Deng found him, he had no time to avoid it, so he could only draw his sword and pry it up, in order to protect himself from the enemy.

In mid-air, Zhao Ziming forcibly twisted his waist, his right hand swept past the blade of the sword, locked and grabbed Li Deng's wrist, and his body fell behind him, and with a little effort in his hand, Li Deng's sword was on his neck.

"Stop!" Zhao Ziming's voice spread throughout the audience, and the fight between the two sides soon stopped.

The people of the Zhao family all cheered, and the bandits stared at Zhao Ziming with hundreds of angry eyes, and the surging anger seemed to turn into substance, burning him to ashes.

Zhao Ziming's face did not change, if he didn't capture this leader today, even if he had great ability, he would not be able to protect the safety of Zhao Zishuang and others, and he couldn't let them die if he was righteous.

He stretched out his hand and clicked on a few acupuncture points of Li Deng, restrained them, held them in his hands, and then exerted force with his legs, jumped up, and sank suddenly with the boat under his feet, and jumped towards the Zhao family's big boat.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared like lightning on a raft, approaching Zhao Ziming from the side, only to see his fluttering arm, and a three-foot-long, Qimen weapon shaped like a crescent moon cut horizontally towards Zhao Ziming's waist and abdomen.

Zhao Ziming's heart suddenly gave birth to great fear, the skin and flesh in his waist and abdomen seemed to be covered with ice, and he involuntarily contracted and tightened, which was an automatic warning from his body when he encountered a powerful threat!

In an instant, he made the most instinctive reaction, let go of the hand that grabbed Li Deng, twisted his waist fiercely, and spun out sideways.

The tip of the crescent-shaped blade swept over Zhao Ziming's belly by a fraction of a centimeter, and then brushed Li Deng's waist like a piece of tissue paper, without a trace of fireworks.

Li Deng fell like a piece of wood, his eyes were wide open, a short and intense breath erupted from his nostrils, and a pool of dark-colored blood slowly flowed from under his body.

Zhao Ziming landed on one knee, and before he could raise his head, he rolled on the spot again, dodging the attack that followed, and the cold light reflected by the blade of the weapon hit his face, colliding with the cold light shot out of his eyes, as if bursting out with a silent sonorous sound.

The movements of the sneak attackers were extremely fast, and although each attack looked soft, the weapon would leave a thin and deep mark on the deck wherever it touched. If these attacks fall on people, it must be easy to cut flesh and bones.

Screams rang out on the boat, but it was a few hapless bandits who were caught in the pond.

The cold light passed, Zhao Ziming avoided it, those guys didn't have such skills, one lost an arm, one lost half of his shoulder, and some people inexplicably appeared on their bodies, bleeding like an infusion.

Suddenly, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, everyone was afraid of Zhao Ziming, for fear that he would attract the killer who symbolized death, and as a result, his own life would be lost.

The killer attacked dozens of moves, and he didn't even touch the corner of Zhao Ziming's clothes, which was the first time in his assassination career, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, snorted coldly, and used a trick.

I saw that during the chase, his legs were together, his hands were clasped together, his body shook from the bottom to the top, and his speed increased sharply, like a flying arrow suddenly speeding up and shooting forward.

This trick is called "Chasing Souls for Death", which is the nickname of this killer, and I don't know how many good people died in this move, and this killer is from the Shadow Gate!

This person has a very high status in the Shadow Gate, and he would not have gone out of the mountain easily, but because he once had a big enmity with the medicine old monster, I heard that Zhao Ziming was the apprentice of the medicine old monster, and his strength was extraordinary, plus he happened to be here, so he took the initiative to take over the task and came to assassinate him.

Zhao Ziming didn't know anything about the killer, but since the other party wanted to take his life, of course he wouldn't blindly dodge.

At the same time as the killer made a move, his outstretched right leg stepped on the thick bulkhead, and then kicked forward hard, and the reverse thrust generated caused him to go from rushing forward to leaning back, and he adjusted his posture and walked close to the ground.

The moment the two staggered, before the killer could react, Zhao Ziming raised his right hand and bent his fingers to knock on the knee joint of his left leg, and the killer let out a muffled snort in his throat.

With a successful blow, Zhao Ziming reflexively approached and threw a punch, his fist was sassy, with unparalleled killing intent and violence.

In the face of such a swift and thunderous attack, the speed and strength that the killer had always relied on were completely defeated, and although he saw the heavy punch coming, he had no time to react, so he could only take it hard.

The furious force surged, and the bones in the killer's shoulder made a crisp cracking sound. However, this person is also a decisive and ruthless character, knowing that he is invincible, he endured the pain of broken bones, jumped off the boat with his strength, and performed the best light skill, his toes lightly stepped on the water, and he swept to the shore in a few flashes.

Zhao Ziming's Youtian step has not yet been completed, and he can't cross the water in Dengping, but he has his own way, jumps on a raft, kicks the bandits on the raft into the water, and picks up the long pole to hold on.

The raft rushed out as swift as the wind. With only a few poles, the raft was only two feet away from the shore. Zhao Ziming threw away the bamboo pole, jumped onto the river bank, and followed the killer into the dark woods without hesitation.

On the big boat of the Zhao family, a bandit walked towards Li Deng, squatted down and stretched out his finger to probe his snort, his face was shocked, and he shouted sadly: "Third master!"

Several more bandits surrounded them, and after confirming that Li Deng was dead, they looked at each other and looked extremely ugly. One of them said in a deep voice quickly: "The third master is killed today, no matter what, I will inevitably be punished by the uncle and the second master when I go back, and even worry about my life. ”

The other hesitated and asked, "What's that...... What if the two of them come back?"

There was silence for a while, and the person who spoke first snorted coldly, "Let's do it quickly, besides, those two are obviously enemies of life and death, and if they come back, there must be only one person, with our hundreds of brothers, are we afraid of him?"

The other people didn't speak, but at the same time they remembered the cold light of the severed limbs and shaved bodies, one person was still powerful, and the other should be strong?

But now, they really have no better way, and they can only command their respective subordinates to step up the siege of the Zhao family's big ship.

Long Hanqin watched the killer and Zhao Ziming disappear into the night one after another, his heart, which was beating wildly, slowly calmed down, but his face was still like a beating flame, bright and uncertain, and changed greatly.

The strength of that killer's aura was far beyond his imagination, and he was afraid that it was not much better than Zhi Mu Zijing, which originally surprised him.

But after a flicker of lightning, Zhao Ziming was unscathed, and the killer was seriously injured and fled, which immediately made him fall into an ice cellar!

Only then did he realize that instead of exaggerating Zhao Ziming's martial arts, those rumors in the rivers and lakes had greatly underestimated them! Just ask, what kind of state should a master who can seriously injure a first-class master achieve in his martial arts cultivation?

Long Hanqin couldn't wait to leave here immediately, but looking at the bandits who surrounded him like ants in all directions, he could only call in vain, and despair gradually grew in his heart.

Zhao Ziming ran in the forest, trying his best to track down the killer, and the more he chased, the more frightened he became. The man was absolutely badly injured when he got punched by him, and he knocked his left knee as well, but even so, he almost lost it many times.

He couldn't understand why such a world-class powerhouse with light skills, stealth skills, and internal strength cultivation would kill him, and he did it in a shameful way like a sneak attack.

Suddenly, Zhao Ziming stopped, and glanced around in some surprise, just now, he couldn't sense the trace of the killer.

He had always tracked the slightest and regular footsteps of the killer, but no matter how closely he listened now, he could only hear the insects and beasts roaring in the woods.

Zhao Ziming suppressed the restlessness in his heart, closed his eyes, and moved his ears slightly, giving full play to his hearing that was far beyond ordinary people. Slowly, his head tilted to the left, and then his eyes snapped open.

There, he heard a faint, slow ...... Heartbeat!