Yu Wenji shouted twice, but the boat ignored it and turned around and headed towards the middle of the river. He whistled a long time, pressed his hand on the horse's back, and had already jumped up, rushing towards the boat like a goshawk.

There were three people on the boat at this time, namely the Rakshasa women Fu Junhao, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.

Seeing Yu Wenhua and coming, Fu Junhao pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword and said in a deep voice: "Two little ghosts give the sail."

She was already standing at the bow of the ship next time, ready to face the enemy.

At this moment, the boat was moving forward suddenly, and then it was like an invisible rope pulling it, and it quickly walked towards the shore.

At this time, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling couldn't stand and both fell on the boat. Fu Junhao was very skilled, but he just shook his body and stabilized his body.

Na Yu Wenji never thought that there would be such a change, missing his goal and falling straight into the river. However, he was very skilled in martial arts and his light skills were not weak. His toes were on the water surface, and his internal strength was pouring out. He had already returned to the sky and landed on the shore again.

At the same time, Fu Junma's boat also arrived at the shore.

Yu Wenji thought it was Fu Junhua's move, so he flashed his body and snatched it directly.

Before others arrived, the strong energy was pressed down.

The air around was as cold as ice, and the cold air penetrated everywhere. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's teeth were trembling and tilted.

Fu Junhua, who was covered with heavy veil, could not see her true expression, but she was no longer as calm as before, and her whole body was flew away.

clang!

Fu Junhao's long sword was unsheathed, and thousands of strong lights soared into the sky, facing Yu Wen and attacking.

As her sword light sucked and spitted, the cold air immediately subsided by half. When Kou Zhong, who was about to freeze, impeached Xu Ziling to recover his consciousness, the two masters had already confronted each other head-on.

In the flash of lightning, Fu Junhao stabbed twelve swords, and Yu Wenji also returned to the twelve palms.

The two of them suddenly got together and stood opposite each other.

Yu Wenji's subordinates all drew out their weapons and surrounded them, blocking the way for Fu Jun-woo and the other two.

Yu Wenhua and his face showed solemnity: "This kind of swordsmanship is rare in the world. What is the relationship between the girl and the Goryeo Master Yijian Cailin?"

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Fu Junhao Jianfeng did not speak to Yu Wenhuaji. At this time, she suffered from the secret loss of the other party's internal strength and was penetrated into her meridians. If she did not meditate and drive it away in time, it would be a big problem!

But the strong enemy surrounded her, which forced her to hold on and pretend to be fine. But she couldn't reply, otherwise Yu Wenhua would definitely see the flaws from it.

Yu Huaji's voice came again and said, "It's not wise for the girl to protect these two little ones. If you move out of the way, I'll see if you let the girl go away in front of Master Yi Jian?"

"Hey, I'll say, what are you doing to catch these two kids?" A teasing voice came from a distance, which shocked everyone present.

Because except for Shuanglong, they were all experts. Fu Junmao, Yu Wenhua and other experts were also good at Yi and other yi, but no one noticed anyone watching!

Everyone looked at it and was startled again. They saw two young men in white holding swords in their hands standing ten feet away, holding the sword and looking at this side.

Both of them are extremely handsome, and they are cold and cold, but they don't look like they have practiced martial arts. They have no momentum on them.

Another boy was no more than twenty years old, with a smile on his face. It seemed that the words just now came from this boy's mouth, because if the cold and frosty person were speaking, he would definitely not have a teasing tone.

These two people are the two people who are darkened and Ximen Chuxue.

Ximen Chuxue was influenced by other masters of Tongtian Pavilion. She felt that her sword intent was too much to resist people from thousands of miles away, so she would no longer disperse the sword intent when she set out. Therefore, at this time, Yu Wenhua and Xin Han looked like him, as if he had never practiced martial arts.

This is also because Yu Culture and martial arts are relatively low. If a master like Fu Cailin comes, the qi will feel that Ximen Chuxue is extraordinary.

Yu Wenhui was secretly shocked at the two people who suddenly appeared. Although it seemed that there was no trace of practicing martial arts, the fool knew that if he had not practiced martial arts, he could not find out even if he had not practiced martial arts!

Yu Wenhe smiled and said with a fist: "Two, I'll ask you two to give me some face when doing things, so I'll avoid it!"

Xin Han shook his head: "You are Yu Wenji. I want the immortality skills in those two boys. As for you... I still lack a bad guy to do business, I think you are quite suitable!"

Yu Wenhua and his face were heavy. He thought the other party was deliberately saying this to ridicule himself, the chief supervisor of the imperial guards.

"Bold, I actually know that it is the manager, and I dare to speak rudely. Do you really think I don't dare to do that? Go and kill these two people on the spot!"

Yu Wen and himself were in charge of the formation to prevent Fu Junhua from running away with the Shuanglong. The dozen men held weapons and rushed towards Xin Han and Ximen Chuxue!

"Xiao Xi!" Xin Han has been increasingly fond of Longlong Jiu's name to Ximen Chuxue recently. Such a cool person, such a cute code name, is so cute.

"Die or live?" Ximen Chuxue's face was expressionless, and she was as cold as ever.

"Except for Yu Wenhua and I keep it as a dog, these dozen or sour sweet potatoes and stinky birds and eggs are killed!" Xin Han held the sword and stepped back, as if he was afraid of blood splashing in his body.

Ten feet apart were not far away. After Xin Han finished his ink, more than a dozen people had already arrived. Suddenly, a huge sword intent burst out from Ximen Chuxue.

A light flashed by, and Ximen Chuxue returned to her previous posture of holding a sword, without moving her footsteps.

When the dozen Yu Wenji's subordinates were still three steps away from him, they suddenly stopped moving.

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to fall into silence.

Yu Wen and Ximen Chuxue's sword intent were already shocked, and at this time he couldn't stop sweating.

An inexplicable look flashed in Fu Junzhuo's eyes over there. On Ximen Chuxue, he seemed to see the shadow of his master Fu Cailin.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling had no martial arts skills and were not affected. They could not tell what was going on in their eyes. Kou Zhong asked Xu Ziling, "Why are they not moving?"

As he said, it seemed as if a stone fell into the calm lake, and ripples suddenly appeared. The dozen masters fell to the ground one after another, and blood oozed out of their bodies.

Even though Kou Zhong was naturally lively, he couldn't help but be scared to his face pale at this time: "Mr. Ling, how could they become like this?"

Xu Ziling didn't see clearly, shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhong, I don't know either!"

"Shut up!" Fu Junzhuo glared at the two of them. She was afraid that Ximen Chuxue would be provoked by Shuanglong's words, so she quickly stopped him.

Xin Han smiled proudly twice, then walked up with a sword in his arms. Ximen Chuxue couldn't help but ask, "Why do you imitate me?"
Chapter completed!