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Although Yu Fei's kung fu is also a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, there is still a big gap compared to a real top master like the Baiyun City Lord.

But once the place of the battle is put into the water, even with the divine sword of the White Cloud City Lord, he can't help it. Therefore, Yu Fei will be used as a hole card to deal with Jiang Feng.

"Okay, if you don't come out, then let you be a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of your life!"

At this time, a trace of disdain flashed on Jiang Feng's face, and then his figure unfolded, as if the water that had been shooting out was drifting. Every time the toe touches the water, the whole person has already moved a few feet long.

"Poof. ”

There was a sound of breaking water, and then, a thin and long flying fish dart immediately broke through the water and hit Jiang Feng's eyebrows in the air.

"Carving insect skills!"

Jiang Feng didn't even have any moves, just the invisible aura formed by Ming Yugong's internal strength, which caused the flying fish dart to distort its route in the air. struggled for a while, and had to fall back to the surface helplessly.

At this time, Chu Liuxiang in the distance could see it most clearly, Jiang Feng was striding meteors above the water, and Yu Fei under the water was with the help of the water, as if he had really turned into a flying fish. With a separate undercurrent, he chased forward.

The strength of the beggar gang and Shi Guanyin's disciples was too weak, so that the qi on Jiang Feng's body was always locked on Shi Guanyin's body.

Although as the distance gradually lengthens, this gas induction has become weaker and weaker. But this invisible qi made Shi Guanyin in Jiang Feng's eyes, like a lamp, never be able to hide.

The speed of the river breeze is really too fast, even with the rowing of countless oars on those big boats, the distance from the river breeze is still slowly being pulled in.

"Hoo ......"

No matter how high Yu Fei's water nature is, he can't escape the level of ventilation, and besides, his appearance is also a last resort.

"Jiang Feng, if you have the ability, don't run, come down and fight me to the death. ”

As soon as Yu Fei's words fell, Jiang Feng's face changed suddenly. If you have seen a few clouds floating in the sky, and the kung fu suddenly became cloudy in an instant, then this is probably what Jiang Feng looks like at this time.

With a twist of his body, Jiang Feng's figure swept over the water like a series of reflections, and a series of bursts of water splashes were almost in no particular order, like a wall of water that suddenly appeared.

"Poof. ”

The movement of Yu Fei into the water was small, but the speed was not slow at all. But even so, the moment the Jiang Feng knife flashed dozens of feet away, it still took away a strand of Yu Fei's hair.

"Now that Shi Guanyin is gone, let's take a look and see if you can really live underwater like a fish. ”

Jiang Feng said that, he suddenly put away Xiaolou and listened to the spring rain all night, and at the same time, two whirlpools suddenly seemed to appear on his feet. He didn't move, standing still.

"Good boy, I don't believe it, your internal strength is endless!"

When Yu Fei saw this, he first sneered in his heart, and then his body rushed, and he suddenly swam into the distance.

But when Yu Fei swam out of a distance of thirty or forty zhang in a row, when he looked up, he suddenly found that Jiang Feng's figure was actually following him like a tarsal insect. As long as he dares to show his head for breath, the next moment, what awaits him is definitely the sword light of death.

"Impossible, in the water, even with the peerless light skills of the White Cloud City Lord, it will never be possible to catch up with my speed. ”

Yu Fei, who did not believe in evil, stabbed violently, and with the help of the water, his body suddenly swam quickly into the distance.

Shadows, the sunlight shining under the water originally brought countless waves of broken light, but a looming shadow always surrounded Yu Fei. For Yu Fei, this is not just a patch of shadows, this is the call of death.

The river is choppy, and the river breeze on the water and Yu Fei under the water are engaged in a contest about internal forces. It's just that Yu Fei didn't know that he had already lost this battle from the beginning.

Ming Yugong's ninth-level internal force was almost endless, and as long as Jiang Feng's energy was not exhausted, his internal force would never decrease.

One moment, another moment, Yu Fei stayed underwater, his internal strength and physical strength were passing little by little.

With the reduction of internal force, even if Yu Fei's internal strength was the Spirit Turtle Breath Shooting Skill, which had a miraculous effect on holding his breath, he had already felt bursts of unobstructed breath coming from his chest at this time.

At this moment, on a small boat that looked inconspicuous in the distance, a middle-aged man who was not very old, but looked very mature, suddenly lifted his fishing rod.

The hook was empty, but by this time, he had put away the rod satisfied.

"Uncle, aren't you fishing?"

It was a young man who spoke, with a sword hanging alone on top of his washed white blue shirt. Even when he spoke, there was not a trace of emotion on his face.

The ruthless person has no heart, and the heartless person is ruthless, this person is a ruthless and heartless person. He only had one sword, or rather, he was the sword, the coldest, most terrible sword.

The old man stood up slowly, his age was far from the time associated with decay. But no matter what he did, he seemed so slow and methodical.

"The fish is too big to catch, let's go!"

"Good!"

Young people don't like to talk much, maybe there is no one in the world who is worthy of him to talk to except the old man.

"Ahem......"

There will inevitably be some moisture on the riverside, which will be contaminated into the lungs, which will often make some people feel a little uncomfortable.

The shaking of his body not only made the old man full of steps, but also made him seem to remember something.

Raising his right arm, he stopped the young man who was about to come over to support him, and he reopened his mouth and said: "Han Tang, the Blue Dragon Society, reject them, the Sun Mansion is too small, and it shouldn't be involved in the current rivers and lakes!"

"Yes!"

The figures of the two had just disappeared, and the next moment, Yu Fei couldn't bear it anymore. He had to take the risk, or he, the owner of the Flying Fish, would be the first to drown himself.

The water-splitting fish bones in his hands were as varied as if they were juggling, and the eight flying fish darts opened the way, and the next moment, Yu Fei flew out of the water like a fish, and suddenly headed towards Jiang Feng's chest. This time, he just begged Jiang Feng to be able to parry, and then he could sink into the water again with a breath.

But when his body just rushed out of the water, the shadow, that is, the shadow of the river wind, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

A sharp pain came, and Yu Fei wanted to speak, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the slightest sound.

Behind him, Jiang Feng had already listened to the spring rain all night, looking at Yu Fei, who fell into the water, flushed red, and said coldly: "You like diving so much, I'll let you dive enough!" (To be continued.) )