Su Musha stood on the mast and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Qiudi fall behind the boat where Kanan had left his seat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom, boom" A few arrows grazed their ears and flew to the side.

Su Musha hurriedly shrank his head and shot three chess pieces in the direction where the arrows came from, knocking down four archers.

He looked back, and saw that Gananliu had fallen overboard and was running toward the ship in which he was going, and he hurriedly turned and ran toward the bow of the opposite boat.

A group of sword-wielding rebels held him back.

With the power of a condescending leap, Su Musha swept the throat of one of them with a knife, earning a place to stay.

Of course, the rebels next to him would not spare him, and four or five knives slashed at him at the same time.

Su Musha dodged a knife sideways, pulled the man's hand holding the knife back, and blocked the three knives with his back.

Su Musha took the knife in his left hand after he was killed, and the ring knife flew over a distance, piercing straight into the chest of an archer who was bending his bow and arrow.

After clearing the obstacles blocking the road, without waiting for the rebels behind to make up for it, Su Musha jumped onto the shipbuilding and rushed along the wooden eaves.

The bow and arrow in the back, the rebels downstairs of the ship were in hot pursuit, and there were soldiers upstairs to stop him.

But these soldiers were just ordinary people in the past, and they were not as agile and elegant as Su Musha, who was carrying the "getaway".

He was on the wooden eaves, running, leaping, and dodging as easy as breathing, and even the disciples of the Shadow Hall who were mixed in with the soldiers couldn't stop him.

Perhaps he should thank Snake Valley and his party for improving his footwork qualitatively.

Su Musha even had some free time, and after dodging the knife cut, he pushed a column of soldiers downstairs to slow down the pursuers downstairs.

At the end of the building, the ship was in sight, and on the high deck a group of soldiers were aiming their bows and arrows at him.

Su Musha, who was in a hurry, jumped up, bent his knee and hit a soldier's abdomen, pushing him towards the deck.

"Boom, boom" arrows flew, "poof, poof" into the flesh, blocked by the soldiers, and the occasional slip was also quickly dodged by Su Mu.

A rain of arrows fell, and as they set up their arrows, a green fox roared, and the shadow of the sword swept the archers standing on the deck to the ground.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Su Musha looked back and saw that Kananliu had already boarded the ship and was chasing him on the shoulders of the rebels.

Su Musha no longer delayed, and his body jumped down like a goshawk.

The other boats were so close to each other that he landed on the surface of the water and made a three-foot splash, and before the arrow could be fired, he landed on the stern of the other ship.

Gananliu stood at the bow of the boat, and saw Su Musha entering the crowd, and was about to chase after him, when he suddenly heard a panic behind him.

He turned to look behind him, and saw a large group of people on the ship where the firehead of the fleet was located, and gradually spread to the front.

Looking around again, the warships of the Beifu Army in the north were clearly visible, and the battle between the two armies was about to break out.

Garnanliu gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and headed straight for the ship where Su Musha was.

Su Musha ran along the railing, chopping down the sails and covering the dense soldiers.

But there were too many rebels, and they came from all directions, like strange snakes coming out of the shadows, and frantically pounced on Su Musha.

Su Musha jumped up from the boat, turned around with the mast and landed on the ship's tower, and before he could land, a monk from the Shadow Hall slashed at him.

Su Musha dodged his knife in embarrassment, staggered forward and grabbed his overstretched arm, twisted it along with the knife in his hand, and slashed at the soldiers who came with him.

One dodge, one twist and one twist changed very quickly, and the three rebels were strung with sugar gourds.

Su Mu kicked the lower yin of the Shadow Hall monk, threw his head against the railing, and quickly fled towards the bow of the boat.

He could already feel the murderous gaze of Garanrius, which made the back of his head tingle.

Shuttling between the two ships, in the face of the obstruction of hundreds of people, Su Musha was already out of breath.

But the internal force of "Taisu" was rushing in the meridians, singing happily, so that his tired and sore muscles were still agile, and even his five senses and thinking were also agile.

The feeling of slashing to death in Taihu Lake came back again, and where his eyes scanned, he felt that the enemy was particularly slow when he attacked him.

Slow as a wooden man, he found the feeling of practicing knives against a scarecrow as a child.

He jumped up and spun and kicked down one of them, and when the man's sword fell, he struck the hilt of the sword, and the hilt of the knife passed through the archers like a meteor, knocking down three men.

He turned, and with a single sword, he slashed through the throats of the five soldiers at once, and five blood flowers bloomed.

With the fierce smile on his face, the frightened group of rebels did not dare to approach any further.

But that's all there is to it, and when Su Musha jumps onto another boat and wreaks havoc on the ship's floor, the window is slammed open and a knife slashes at his throat.

Su Musha kicked up the table in the center, thinking that he could block the knife, but he didn't know that the knife went straight through the wood and stabbed Su Musha's throat impartially.

"Bang!"

Su Musha was about to dodge in confusion when the big ship was hit hard and suddenly swayed, turning the knife of Kananliu aside.

Su Musha took the opportunity to jump out and hug the mast, and cut the rope with a knife when Kananliu chased him out, and a large sail immediately went to Gananliu.

With a "stab" sound, the sail was punctured and a hole was made, and Gananliu jumped out wrapped in a white monk's robe, and the cold light flashed towards Su Musha's chest.

Su Musha was not afraid at all, and after blocking it with a knife, his body slid up the mast.

Su Mu was suffering from the two heavens of ice and fire, and the fatigue of his body made him miserable, his heart beating in his chest, and his muscles burned with every movement.

But the internal force in the meridians was beating happily, making every knife he was precise and every step sensitive.

At the end of the mast there is a crossbar with a sail, and two people stand at one end each.

The people on the boat are like ants, the white clouds are curling in the blue sky, and the wind blows the long hair, bringing a trace of coolness.

Kanan glanced at the lake, and it was the dragon boat of the Beifu Army that had just hit the boat.

At the front of the dragon boat, the dragon's head is cocked, which is eye-catching.

The dragon boat is a warship of the Beifu Army, and compared with these improvised big ships of the Kananliu, it is undoubtedly much stronger, and it is to dare to hit the hull hard.

Looking behind again, several large ships were billowing with smoke, and the water village in the south and the Beifu army in the north were already boarding the ship.

The shouts of killing on both sides shook the sky, but for some reason, the noise was isolated above the mast.

The crane chirped, and a group of cranes flapped their wings and flew overhead, attracting both of them to look up at the same time.

"When I was a child, I longed for birds, and I looked forward to one day being as free as birds. Garnanliu, who was dressed in a monk's robe and cloak, suddenly said.

Su Musha gasped, "What now?"

"Now?" said Karanliu, retracting his gaze, "I worked hard step by step towards my yearning, and even though I fell and was confused, I never gave up. ”

"It's just a bump in the road. ”

"You're so optimistic. ”

Karanliu did not refute, "At the beginning, there was the beginning, and then there was the beginning, and the form was completed, and the name was Taisu." ”

"Those who are too plain are the beginning of quality. He looked at Su Musha and said, "The Taisu Heart Sutra is really a wonderful martial art, and it still supports your body even when you are exhausted. ”

Su Musha didn't speak, trying to adjust his breathing, hoping that the joy of the meridians would flow into his limbs and muscles.

Gananliu raised his sword, "You said that my chess move, the killing is too heavy, I am indomitable, I have courage but no strategy. I don't know, what do you think now?"