Seeing the purple gold demon pestle smashing towards his top door, Chun Yu subconsciously raised the Liuyun Sword and closed his eyes at the same time. It was as if she saw the hand of death beckoning to her, and a fear that had never struck her before.

The fierce monk also felt the incomparable sword intent behind him at this time, he hurriedly turned around, and the purple gold demon descending pestle in his hand swirled backwards, smashing into Liu Jingxuan's silver rainbow sword. The tip of the purple gold demon pestle swept over the pure sideburns, and a lock of black hair fell to the water.

The pure heart sank suddenly, and his mind went blank.

Liu Jingxuan didn't dare to take the blow like a thousand jun, and the silver rainbow in his hand flipped over and stabbed the monk's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the two of them made four or five more moves.

The river had already overflowed Chun Yu's knees, and the big boat shook suddenly, waking up the numb Chun Fu immediately. She struggled to remove the stake from her feet and staggered out.

At this time, Liu Jingxuan and the monk were about a foot apart, and the two could no longer fight. Because the river has overflowed the waists of the two.

Chun Yu holds a sword in one hand and the mast of a big ship in the other. She couldn't help but tremble when she looked at the boiling river.

Yoo Kyung-hyun suddenly dives into the water and slashes the rope that binds a small boat with a sword. The boat immediately surfaced. Liu Jingxuan straightened the boat and rowed towards Chunyu. Liu Jingxuan finally rowed to Chunyu's side and pulled Chunyu into the boat.

Chun Yu grabbed Liu Jingxuan's sleeve and lay on the boat, motionless.

Liu Jingxuan inserted the silver rainbow into the scabbard and carried it behind him, and then rowed the oars and sailed towards the west bank.

Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the side of the boat, and the monk's bald head, covered with scars, floated out of the water. Chun Yu saw the monk at a glance, and his heart was shocked, and the Liuyun Sword slashed at the monk's bald head with a sharp flash. The monk sank suddenly, and then shook the boat with one hand. There was a "boom", and before Liu Jingxuan could react, the boat turned upside down.

Yoo Kyung-hyun and Chun-hyun immediately fell into the water. The figure of the monk disappeared into the river. Liu Jingxuan struggled to lift Chun Yu out of the water, but Chun Yu grabbed Liu Jingxuan and did not let go, making it extremely inconvenient for Liu Jingxuan to swim in the water. A piece of broken wooden board crossed by Liu Jingxuan, and Liu Jingxuan reached out and grabbed it under his armpit. Just as he wanted to adjust his posture, the huge mast collided with Chun Yu and Liu Jingxuan and Chun Yu.

The huge impact force knocked Yoo Kyung-sun and Chun-hyun into the water. At this time, Chun Yu began to gulp down water with a mouth, and soon lost consciousness. Her Liuyun Sword gradually detached from her right hand, and when the Liuyun Sword was about to fall to the bottom of Jiangxin's water, Liu Jingxuan's eyes were quick and he grabbed the Liuyun Sword in the palm of his hand. Liu Jingxuan once again struggled to hold up the princess and swam towards the west bank of the Xiangjiang River.

Finally, Liu Jingxuan swam to the west bank with pure sorrow. Exhausted, Liu Jingxuan emptied the stagnant water in Chun Yu's chest, and then collapsed on the mudflat, fainting.

I don't know how long later, a biting cold wind blew, and Liu Jingxuan hit a spirit and woke up immediately. Liu Jingxuan looked at his body, his clothes were already soaked, and the river wind blew, cold to the bone marrow. Liu Jingxuan touched the back of his body, but fortunately, the silver rainbow sword was still there. This made Liu Jingxuan somewhat relieved. Liu Jingxuan looked around, and the princess was still lying on the beach, unconscious. The Flowing Cloud Sword was right next to her, reflecting the light of the moon.

Liu Jingxuan looked up at the sky, the sky was already dark at this time, and a bright moon hung high in the sky. Today should be August 15. Liu Jingxuan sighed: "It seems that there are no mooncakes to eat on August 15 this year. ”

Liu Jingxuan stood up gently, glanced at Chun Yu beside him, shook his head, and walked silently into the distance.

I don't know how long it took, but the unconscious Chun Yu was suddenly awakened by the biting river wind. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and the first thing that caught her eye was a bright moon. Today, the moon is extraordinarily large and round, as if it were within reach. Chun Yu slowly raised his right hand to touch the moon in the sky, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that August 15 has arrived." ”

"Your Royal Highness, you're finally awake!" a low, old voice sounded.

Chun Yu was startled, and hurriedly supported his body that was a little shivering with cold. She looked up and saw a tall figure with his back to the moonlight, looking at her.

"Who are you?" Chun Yu was taken aback and subconsciously touched his side. It's a pity that nothing was touched.

The figure looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was terrible, and it went straight into the boundless sky. After a long time, the figure smiled, flicked his left hand, and a long sword plunged into the sand beside Chun Yu like a silver snake.

Pure and strong, he drew his long sword and staggered to his feet.

The figure said coldly: "With the way you are now, you also want to fight with the old man!"

Chun Yu's consciousness was much clearer, and she had already heard that the other party was the fierce monk who fought on Qian Wanjin's boat during the day. Chun's heart sank suddenly: Maybe he will never see the rising sun again, the strict Huang Ama again, the fourth brother Yinzhen who has been taking care of him, and the Liu Jingxuan who he wants to get rid of. Where did this Liu Jingxuan go?

Chun Yu suddenly felt a little ridiculous: Although this Liu Jingxuan always pretends to be crazy and stupid on the surface, he is extremely cunning in his bones. He was bent on getting rid of him, how could he possibly save himself.

Chun Yu's heart was much calmer, she looked at the fierce monk in front of her, her face was solemn, and she asked softly, "Great monk, what do you want to do?"

The monk thought for a moment and said, "Who are you? Why do you have a little unphased divine skill?"

Chun Yu said lightly: "This palace is the sixth princess of the current Kangxi Emperor's knees. Great monk, if you let go of this palace today, this palace will definitely not forget your kindness. He will be rewarded with a lot of money in the Japanese Palace!"

The monk snorted coldly and said, "How can the old man be deceived by you, a yellow-haired girl. Chun Yu, is your master the White Sect Holy Monk Handa Suni Buddha?"

Chun Yu nodded: "Exactly!"

The monk asked, "Where is he now?"

Chun Yu said word by word: "The family teacher has passed away. ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Chun frowned and asked, "Great monk, where did you come from?"

The monk said loudly: "I laugh at your master, who has been bent on wanting the head of the old man for decades, but now he is ending up with hatred. ”

Chun Yu seemed to realize something, and her voice trembled slightly, "Who are you?"

The monk shook off his tattered robe and turned sideways to face Chun Yu. The bright moonlight shone on the monk's scarred face, hideous and terrifying, and the murderous aura filled the air.

The monk stared at a pair of strange eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I am the Yellow Sect Protector Zen Master that your master has been looking forward to day and night, Da Wei Demon!"