In the middle of the night, there were very few soldiers defending the city, except for a few people who were still on guard, and most of the rest went to sleep. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Quietly crossing the city walls, crossing the moat, and looking behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Da Wei Mo slowed down, and just wanted to walk to the woods on the side of the road to rest. In the darkness, another strong wind fell from the sky. This time, Da Wei chose to dodge, because the pride in his heart had disappeared without a trace. Da Wei Mo looked at it, and there was a fat man in front of him, and he couldn't see his face clearly because it was too dark.

This single knife is not as huge as the golden-backed chopping knife, but the back of the knife is extremely thick, and the head of the knife seems to have been cut off by some blade. The handle of the knife is very short, and a deer tendon is tightly wrapped around it. The other end of the deer tendon arm is placed on the wrist of the visitor. This is a rare short, thick-backed truncated knife (in my opinion, a kitchen knife with a chain that is three sizes larger). Humpty Dumpty failed to strike a single blow, and hurriedly swung his headscraper and slashed at the Dawei Demon. The person who came seemed clumsy, but the truncated knife flipped back and forth on his right hand, shining brightly, blooming lotus flowers, and slashing at the head of the Dawei Demon without a trace of gap.

Da Wei Mo didn't dare to slack off, the Zen staff was too cumbersome to resist the truncator. Da Wei Mo inserted the Zen staff into the ground, stretched out his right hand, poked out his two fingers, and inserted it into the depths of the lotus.

The fat man was taken aback, and the lotus flower was even more brilliant, cutting to the two fingers of the demon.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Da Weimo's mouth, and his two fingers dodged the blade, grabbing the back of the knife, and at the same time slapped his left hand on the fat man's heart.

The fat man was shocked, he had spent decades on this truncated knife. He could use this truncating knife to slash a dozen times in the blink of an eye, turning Da Wei Demon's right hand into a white bone with no flesh and blood. Therefore, he is very confident in his sword skills, even if he is not from a famous family.

But what he never expected was that Da Wei Demon actually clamped the back of the truncated knife with just two fingers in the dazzling sword light. It's too late for the fat man to throw the knife anymore, how can the deer tendon pull the gloves off in an instant. Seeing that Da Wei Demon's left palm was about to land on the front heart of the fat man, two huge golden cymbals slapped at Da Wei Demon's bald head from the left and right sides.

Da Wei Demon snorted coldly, and his body quickly retreated, barely able to dodge this thunderous blow.

I only heard another earth-shattering loud bang (the two loud noises just now can't be compared to it at all), Da Wei Demon's ear drums were shocked and almost burst, even though Da Wei Demon's internal strength was unfathomable, his body was still like a autumn leaf in the wind, constantly shaking.

The fat man didn't have such a deep internal force, his body shook, and he fell to the ground with a "poof" and fainted.

Da Wei Demon was stunned for a moment, and immediately ran out of the woods. Facing it, two huge golden cymbals with two gusts of wind slapped towards the top of the demon's head.

Dawei Demon stretched out his hands and struck the two golden cymbals with his palms. I heard another loud "boom", and the two golden cymbals were shocked and flew out.

A fat figure stumbled backwards.

Da Wei Demon pulled out the Zen staff on the ground with his left hand, and his body stood up again, heading straight for the official road.

The cymbal bearer did not chase after him, turned around to retrieve the golden cymbal, and then came to the fat man's side and called out loudly.

At this time, the fat man woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he said: "It's you, thank you." His face was full of embarrassment and guilt.

But the woods were too dark, and the cymbal bearer did not see the fat man's expression.

Da Wei Demon was running with his feet at this time, and he felt more and more uncomfortable, even in the battle with Cold Frost, he was not as afraid as he was tonight. He vaguely saw that the claws of death were coming at him. He himself was not sure that he would be able to leave the Tongzhou Territory alive.

He ran to the Yangtze River in one breath, looked back into the distance, and no one was chasing after him, which stabilized his uneasy mood. Da Wei Mo looked at the black river in front of him, listening to the sound of the surging river, and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. If you want to cross the Yangtze River, you can't do it without a boat! Da Weimo's eyes lit up suddenly, and about 300 paces above the river, there was a faint boat floating by the river. Dawei Demon didn't think much about it anymore and flew in the direction of the boat.

He was not mistaken, there was indeed a small boat by the river. Daver stepped into the boat, lifted the curtain on the cabin, and saw a man who looked like a boatman sleeping in the cabin. Davimo gently knocked the board of the boat with his staff, and the boatman immediately woke up from his sleep.

The boatman rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes were wide open.

With his back to the starlight, he couldn't see his face clearly, but the unusually tall black figure with a Zen staff still made the boatman shudder, as if the god Deva had come to ask for his life.

The boatman said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

Da Wei Mo gently took off his veil and said coldly, "You don't have to know who I am. All you have to do is know I'm going to cross the river. ”

The boatman stabilized his mind and said, "Now the river is very windy, the river is very fast, and it is very dangerous to walk now." ”

A trace of killing intent flashed on Da Wei Demon's face, and he said coldly: "You don't have to worry about this, I'll leave now!"

The last five words of Dawei Demon seemed to hit the boatman's heart like a heavy hammer, and the boatman's body couldn't help but tremble. The boatman hurriedly got up and put on his robe, then untied the twine-rope tied to the stakes by the river, and began to paddle and rock. The boat then slowly headed towards the center of the river.

The river wind is indeed very strong tonight, and the river is choppy. The boat rises and falls on the river, and it looks like it could be capsized at any moment. Dawmo stood at the bow of the ship, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face like a knife. He glanced at the boatman at the stern and stepped into the cabin. It was too tired, although Dawei Demon kept reminding himself in his mind. But his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and after a while, he closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Da Wei Mo suddenly opened his eyes. He felt his feet cold, and the river had seeped into the cabin, overflowing his feet. He lifted his staff in his left hand and strode out of the cabin and headed straight for the stern.

The boatman was still there, but his expression was different from what he had just done.

Dawei Demon shouted and scolded: "Piff, Er'an dares to harm me!"

The boatman took off his hat, then took off his coat and said, "Dog thief, do you still know Uncle Ben?"

Da Wei Mo looked intently, he was indeed in a hurry to get on the boat just now, and he didn't see the appearance of the boatman in the cabin clearly under the dark shadow. At this time, under the faint starlight, Da Weimo saw clearly that the boatman was a short man, it was Qiu Yintao.

Da Wei Mo snorted with his nose and said coldly, "Even if you want to come and die." ”

Qiu Yintao crossed his hands on his hips and did not show weakness: "Da Wei Demon, don't be complacent." Today, Lao Tzu will let you be buried in the Yangtze River. ”