On the wooden raft, Duan Yingsi confronted the black man Yao, and under the wooden raft, after seven or eight water ghosts stabbed the three members of the Wang family to death, they were trying to cut off the old vines that tied the wooden raft. Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly jumped out of the mud at the bottom of the river, and pointed at the lower abdomen of the two water ghosts with both hands, and the two water ghosts immediately stiffened, spit out a large ball of bubbles from their mouths, and their bodies sank like scales. Ding Yu snatched the spike from the hands of the two and threw it out towards the two water ghosts.

The so-called water ghosts are just sailors who are good at swimming and swimming, and they are naturally invincible to deal with martial arts people who don't know water in the water, but when they meet a master like Ding Yu who is proficient in water and has a keen sense, it is no more difficult to kill than a few frogs. However, after three or five efforts, all the corpses sank to the bottom of the river.

On the other row, the situation is similar to this one. After the stone bullet was smashed, except for Murong Longcheng and Murong Qi, the three generals and Chai Zhongxun all fell into the river.

The two water ghosts grabbed Chai Zhongxun and tried to swim back to the shore, but they saw that Murong Qi's figure flashed, and he had jumped above the three of them, and hit the top of the heads of the two water ghosts with his feet, and used this strength to turn back;

This time and again, killing two people and saving one person, there was no pause in the middle, the movements were crisp and neat, even Murong Longcheng couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart: Qi'er's martial arts are getting better and better, with this Lin'er, why don't I Murong Clan!

But for the three generals who fell into the water, the situation is not optimistic. Murong was born in Yanbei, and he didn't know anything about what was going on in the water, even if the three of them were first-class powerhouses, they would inevitably panic after falling into the water, dancing with their hands and feet, splashing in all directions, but disrupting their own hearing and hearing.

Seven or eight water ghosts surrounded them like sharks, and the water thorns in their hands brought up pieces of flesh and blood. However, after all, the three generals are not masters cultivated in greenhouses like the Wang brothers, their martial arts have accumulated little by little from countless bloody killings, and the gap between them is particularly obvious at the moment of life and death:

When the blade reached the body, the pressure between life and death made the three families instantly calm down from the panic, they no longer hurriedly tried to make the body float, but held their breath, the internal force spread all over the body, and when they felt the pain of the blade entering the flesh, they immediately urged the internal force to close the wound, and even the blade that entered the flesh was tightly bitten.

Those water ghosts didn't know what was at stake, and when they saw that the knife couldn't be pierced, they didn't let go, but instead increased their strength and stabbed in, but the hand holding the knife was grabbed at once, and then the whole person was pulled over.

There are two things that people who are most afraid of when they enter the water for the first time: one is that they can't breathe, and the other is that the balance in the water and land is completely different, so people who can't swim will inevitably dance around their hands and feet after falling into the water, trying to grasp something to stabilize themselves.

And the three generals each grabbed a water ghost, which was equivalent to grabbing a piece of driftwood, and immediately found a balance, and then Gongye stepped on the water ghost's waist with his foot, and his body jumped up, more than a foot high out of the water. Murong Qi, who was on the wooden raft, was quick to move, and threw his belt to Gongye Zhi, who grabbed it and landed on the wooden raft with his strength.

The sand in the wind did the same, and he jumped up from the river and was taken back to the wooden raft, and then Deng Beiye was about to draw the gourd in the same way, but he was fat and a beat slower when he came out of the water, and a water ghost saw the opportunity and stabbed him in the waist. Deng Beiye was in pain, a breath of true anger was suddenly vented, his body was flat and slapped back to the water, several water ghosts raised and fell with knives, and stabbed him more than a dozen times in a blink of an eye, and the river was dyed red in an instant.

Deng Beiye felt the sharp pain in all the vital points on his body, and knew that he was no longer fortunate this time, so he simply rose up to the last of his true strength and slapped his backhand towards the water - with a bang, a white column of water rose into the sky, and five or six water ghosts were shocked by the power of this palm, and they floated to the surface like dead fish.

The eyes of the Murong clan on the wooden row were about to split, Murong Qi, Fengzhongsha and Gongye each shouted bitterly, "Second brother!" and "Second brother!", Murong Longcheng looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and his voice cracked - "Little man, come out for me!"

As if in response to the howling of Murong Longcheng, hundreds of Baokang soldiers armed with strong bows flashed out of the forests on both sides of the river, lined up in the river bay, and on the left side of the riverbank, there was more middle-aged Taoist priest, this person had a face like a crown of jade, eyes like stars, and a relaxed demeanor, wearing a pure white Taoist robe, and the tower-like man was exactly one left and one right, clamping the two small wooden rows from afar.

When Murong Longcheng saw this person, his face suddenly tightened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's you, Xiaoyaozi!"

The man bowed and said with a smile: "It's the poor Dao, General Murong, it's been a long time!"

Ding Yu had just taken care of the water ghosts at the bottom of the river, climbed onto the wooden raft, and heard the conversation between Murong Longcheng and that person, and quickly turned his head to look at that person, looking at his appearance and demeanor, and the people of Xiaoyaomen in Tianlong were exactly the same lineage, Ding Yu was sure that this person must be the ancestor of Xiaoyao!

Seeing that the famous Xiaoyaozi actually intercepted them in the deep mountains, the first thing Ding Yu felt in his heart was not panic, but surprise - Xiaoyaozi looked like he was only thirty or forty years old, although he may have advanced internal strength and skills, but looking at his complexion, there were at least thirty or forty years to live, that is to say, he would have enough time to cultivate to the top, and then fight with him!

Ding Yu's heart was surging here, and there was tension between Xiaoyaozi and Murong Longcheng's words.

Murong Longcheng stood proudly on top of the wooden row, looked around, and sneered: "Xiaoyaozi, it turns out that in your heart, my Murong Longcheng is only worth these fodders. You're too blind!"

Xiaoyaozi shook his head and said, "General Murong is serious. Poor Dao has never despised a general. On the contrary, in the heart of the poor road, the general is a fierce opponent that is difficult to find in the world, and there is no certainty of victory in the one-on-one poor road, so this game was set up, so that the general ran non-stop in the Daba Mountain for three days and nights, and then trapped the general in this river bay, and these strong archers around him were only used for containment, and the real killer weapon was fire attack. ”

As he spoke, he made a gesture, and a soldier beside him whistled, and saw six fully loaded boats swinging out of the reeds not far upstream, each with two shirtless water ghosts, and they lifted the felt cloth covering the boats, and saw that the boats were full of firewood and grass, and there was a faint smell of sulfur wafting in the wind.

The faces of the people on the two wooden rafts changed greatly, and none of them knew how to water except Ding Yu, and the wooden rafts were too far away from the two banks to fly over with light effort, as long as the six small boats full of firewood and grass lit a fire and crashed along the river, it would really be a game of death! )