The Chishui River is very wide, not to mention that the river is exploding now!

The waves in the upstream are roaring, giving people a thrilling feeling when facing thousands of troops.

One after another, the waves hit Ye Bianzhou's body violently, and the wooden hull would scatter at any time.

A small boat will fall apart at any time in the violent and turbid river water, but the boatman is still stable and calm, as if he is walking leisurely in the garden, showing the demeanor of a master.

Compared to Yan Shiliulang, Chen Hao is of course more dignified. He stood on the head of the boat with a plain face, his clothes floating, and was blown by the wind. He was still as motionless as a mountain in the face of the turbulent waves.

hiss!

The young man of Yan Shiliulang suddenly shook the slurry in his hand, and the entire hull immediately rotated in the middle of the river, and finally stopped violently in the center, motionless.

The ship pulp tear apart the river water, making a sound like a sword breaking through the air and killing it.

With this force, the huge tendons raised on his coarse cloth clothes, as if there was a python hidden in his clothes, but after exerting force, the tendons immediately became concave and his whole body was loose.

His martial arts seemed to burst out with powerful power in a sudden moment, and then they were all hidden.

When the boat heard it, Yan Shiliulang suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that Prince Pingxi is a master of martial arts and has pacified the four cults with his own strength. It is really powerful. We little people, who have heard about Prince Pingxi's reputation for a long time, want to see the style of Prince Pingxi, I wonder if it is possible?"

Chen Hao said lightly: "It's okay to know, but if you are accidentally killed by me, you will not be able to blame me."

Yan Shiliulang laughed and said, "Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. We will never resent Prince Pingxi. Prince Pingxi is careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that under the turbulent pieces of driftwood that had just floated past in the turbulent Chishui, it suddenly sank down. There were seven or eight black shadows in it, and it jumped violently. With the power of driftwood, it suddenly jumped and stabbed towards the ship!

The sword light burst out, straight as a line, deep cold air! It was condensed as a line, as strong as ice, and the murderous intent was assassinated directly towards Chen Hao!

The goshawk strikes the rabbit! The white rainbow penetrates the sun!

Seven or eight sword lights, seven or eight killers, lurked in the huge waves of driftwood, suddenly bounced up, and the sword exploded and killed people without any signs in advance, and this attack did not leave any means at all.

Even Chen Hao felt the tragic tragedy of never returning, which attracted people's hearts!

These sword lights contain a great courage to sacrifice one's own life to kill the enemy!

This kind of courage and spirit is condensed into martial arts, and the powerful ghost immortals will probably retreat!

"roll!"

Facing these thunderous sword lights, Chen Hao shouted suddenly, his surging voices were as if gathering and roaring, and the tiger was roaring.

The people who stabbed Chen Hao, after hearing this sound, spit out a mouthful of blood and fell into the Chishui River, like a kite with a sudden broken string.

But strangely, from beginning to end, none of these eight people made any sound, not only screaming, but also didn't even groan. Once they entered the water, they seemed to be dead. The weight fell into the water, and there was no bubble.

"It's not disappointing the name of an assassin." Faced with this situation, Chen Hao couldn't help but praise him.

At this moment, suddenly, a huge bubble burst out in the water at the bow of the boat, and one of the figures rose up like a dragon. A sword light in his hand emitted a strong and dazzling light, piercing Chen Hao's throat!

This figure has a majestic and tragic atmosphere, like a sinister dragon that disrupts the heart of the river and launches a great flood.

Such masters are at least the peak of the Martial Saint.

Fortunately, Chen Hao was facing this person. If it were Lu Feiyan, Yuan Fei and others, they would probably be killed with one blow.

Think about it, how powerful is the peak martial saint powerful man who is desperate to take a gamble and rush to explode with his own life? I am afraid that the strong man below three thunder tribulations will be finished in an instant.

The sword of this martial saint is very fast and very cruel, as fast as lightning and as fierce as a ferocious wolf.

But he was fast, Chen Hao was faster than him. Just as his sword was about to stab Chen Hao's throat, Chen Hao moved. He just flashed lightly and dodged the sword as fast as a meteor, and then punched the man in the chest.

"Bang!"

The sound of the fist is like thunder, as heavy as Mount Tai. With one punch, this powerful man at the peak of the Martial Saint was blown up by Chen Hao alive. His flesh and blood spilled into the water, dyeing the nearby waters blood and red.

The blood of the Martial Saint is no more than that of the blood of ordinary people. It can refine medicine, and taking it can prolong life and improve its skills.

Moreover, the body of the Martial Saint can also refine magic weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons used by martial arts powerful people.

"Elder Yan..."

Seeing that this powerful martial saint was actually blown by Chen Hao with a punch, Yan Shiliulang couldn't help but shout, and then looked at Chen Hao with a sad and angry look.

This martial saint's strong man is named Yan Kai. He is a very experienced assassin in the Taoist Alliance. There are five human immortals and thirteen ghost immortals in recent years. Among these thirteen ghost immortals, half of them are powerful ghost immortals who have survived the thunder tribulation.

Chen Hao shook his head and said lightly: "You are your own fault. No wonder I am the king. Besides, I have already said that even if I accidentally kill you, you will not blame me."

"Okay, I won't blame Prince Pingxi." Yan Shiliulang said almost gritting his teeth. The sizzling sound seemed to have almost bitten off his teeth.

After he finished speaking, he shook the boat again.

Nothing happened in the middle this time. The boat quickly crossed the Chishui River. After the two got off the small boat, it seemed as if someone had been waiting for a long time on the shore. Dozens of slaves came up, and more than ten sedan chairs were placed on the shore.

Originally, only juren could sit in the sedan chair, but this group of assassins did not take it seriously at all, which was natural. At the same time, it also showed the powerful strength of the Chizhou Assassination Alliance, and even the government had to turn a blind eye.

When they saw that there were only Yan Shiliulang and Chen Hao, these servants all looked at Yan Shiliulang.

Yan Shiliulang said with a cold face: "Don't ask too much, leave immediately." After that, he got into one of the sedans.

Chen Hao didn't say anything, and went directly into a sedan chair.

After the two of them entered the sedan chair, the slaves set them up and went to the Taoist Alliance.

The sedan chair is very stable, and the people carrying the sedan chair are all warriors, and every move is extremely stable, and even the tea in the sedan chair will not spill out.

After about half an hour, the sedan stopped

When Chen Hao walked out of the sedan chair, he saw a huge mountain city appearing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!