The Dangerous Cultivator

"The surname is Zhou. Get off to Lao Tzu. Your grandpa is tired and wants to ride a horse."

Xu Yi climbed the horse's belly tightly, and spoke loudly, arrogantly, like driving a dog out of a pig.

Zhou Gongzi, in white and white, had a crooked nose and was about to swell, and he was scared to hear Xu Yi, "If I count three, don't blame Laozi for making a big hole in the beast's belly!"

"Dare you touch Feixue with a hair? I call you broken!"

Zhou Shirong's mouth was eloquent, but his body was like avoiding a femme fatal hump, and he walked out of the window.

Xu Yi guessed very well. This snow is very precious to Zhou Shirong.

It turned out that the blizzard was given to him by Yushan Fairy, the Lord of the Snow Cold Peak of the Tianshan School, and the original owner of this snow was the third most famous Zihan Fairy of the Tianshan School.

Zhou Hanrong is one of the first-class fairies in Guang'an Prefecture.

When Yuqing Fairy gave him the snow, Zhou Shirong, who had his own halo, consciously added some wonderful meaning.

Although Xu Yi was hateful, after all, he was not a cricket ant. In Zhou Shirong's mind, even the hair of this snow was not worth it.

If this thief hurts Blizzard, tell him how Zhou will have a good-bye to see Zihan Fairy in the future?

However, it was said that Zhou Shirong retreated, Xu Yi turned on the horse, ran away, ran away for a few miles, and then looked back, but there was still Zhou Shirong's shadow.

Xu Yi's heart was translucent. Zhou Shirong regarded this horse as a treasure. Where it would be easily discarded, it must be hidden in the dark at the moment, and he wanted to launch a sudden blow.

At this point, Xu Yi dialed the horse south, avoiding the deep forest and wild roads, turned on the road, and went straight south for more than fifty miles. When he was stationed in the horse, he had already reached the edge of the Nielong River.

The source of the Yin Longjiang River is unknown. It crosses Guang'an Mansion and returns to the sea in the east. The water is vast and the soup is vast.

Xu Yi knew that this Longjiang River was his only chance to survive.

The reason is very simple. He cannot continue to run, nor can he keep eating and drinking Lasha. He knows that Zhou Shirong must be following, and only waits for him to separate from Feixue.

In this way, a paradox is formed!

As long as his Xu Yi can't get rid of Zhou Shirong completely, his life will temporarily hang on Lord Yan's life and death.

And to escape from Zhou Shirong's pursuit, the only hope is in this huge Nielongjiang River. Because of the thought of this festival, Xu Yi consciously adjusted the direction of running the horse as long as he and Zhou Shirong were arguing.

Xu Yi guessed pretty well. On the surface, Zhou Shirong had no trace, but in fact he was always on the left and had to stay close.

Xu Yifang was stationed at the side of the Nielong River. After Zhou Shirong had fallen into a few huge spruce trees by the riverside, he swept across the vast river, and immediately he guessed what Xu Yi was thinking.

This time he was frustrated enough by Xu Yi. He had never been as embarrassed as he is today, and easily killed Xu Yi. Zhou Gongzi did not relieve his hate, and he could sit and watch Xu Yi fled.

If Xu Yifang had to take action, Zhou Shirong would get up in the air, as fast as lightning, and as a dragon, in an instant, he had already crossed ten dozen feet, and rushed to within five feet.

Xu Yi did not expect Zhou Shirong to come so suddenly, so fast, and he didn't care about his posture. In the simplest and fastest way, he rolled off the horse and bent into the horse's belly.

Seeing Xu Yi doing the same trick again, Zhou Shirong wanted to vomit blood with anger, forced the qi in the air to close his palm, and was about to stop himself, but saw Xu Yi shot from the belly of the horse, and went straight towards the river.

A good Zhou Shirong waved his palms violently, and the ground exploded.

With the force of this recoil, Zhou Shirong's falling body suddenly turned over, and the hurricane generally flew towards Xu Yi.

Seeing that he was about to rush to the shore, he made a sound, Xu Yi plunged into the water, and made another sound, and the snow falling on the riverside collapsed suddenly.

This shock, Zhou Shirong's soul fluttered, looking back, Fei Xue's left forelimb was falling to the ground, blood was flowing.

It turned out that Xu Yi had penetrated into the horse's belly before. One was that he was afraid that Zhou Shirong would use his "split palm" and hit each other in the sky. The horrible force Xu didn't think he could resist; the second was the idea of ​​playing this snow .

Zhou Shirong cherished Fei Xue very much. Xu Yi couldn't move Zhou Shirong. He already hated it. If he didn't want a way to make Zhou Dagong's heart hurt, he would be able to live up to this half-day's hard work.

After drilling into the horse's belly, Xu Yi kicked his feet on the ground, his body shot into the lake moment, and cut his horse's leg with a wave of his palm.

"Ah !!!! Dog, I want you to be gone!"

Zhou Shirong raised the sky and shouted, his blood was flushed with bruises, his body twisted, and he rushed into the lake.

The horror scene happened. Zhou Shirong's feet went into the lake. The lake's water didn't cross the ankle, just like a monster in the water. He was born with the magical power of water.

Not really!

It turned out that Zhou Shirong's two feet had already broken the soles of his shoes, and his fingers were bent and twisted, like a webbed, and the water flow was stirred. When he looked closely, he could see that there were one cyclone under his feet.

Zhou Shirong walked on the waves, a pair of cool eyes staring at the water, suddenly three feet to the left, the water wave was born, Zhou Shirong gave a loud scream, his whole body screamed, the double boxing came out, and the air blew.

boom!

The surface of the water seemed to explode a small missile, and the waves turned upside down. Countless fishes and shrimps rose and fell, and turned into dead bodies and floated on the water.

The icy eyes locked on the water surface until a few inaudible humming sounds came into the ear, and the corner of Zhou Shirong's frozen mouth provoked a curve that was almost imperceptible.

Indeed, Xu Yi was recruited, and Zhou Shirong's horrible palm force penetrated Zhang Yushen's lake and hit him accurately.

Thanks to the water barrier of this vast lake, he didn't die immediately. Rao was so serious, and he was injured.

The scapula collapsed, and the five internal organs and six condyles were almost moved by the powerful boxing force. They bit their teeth and died, and the old blood did not spit out.

Thinking of Zhou Shirong's fierce vigor, Xu Yi was very angry and scolded the injustice of the thief.

It was extremely uneven. Suddenly, there was a blackness in front of me, and my chest was even more upset, but I didn't dare to move. I bite my teeth, and then I didn't dare to move. I let the undercurrent of the river curl up.

With such a strong support for half a column of incense, Xu Yi only felt that his lungs were burning and his roots were already biting and bleeding.

Zhou Shirong floated coldly on the lake, his eyes narrowed, and he had adapted to the ocean current. He no longer needed eyes to observe, and the tactile sensation from his feet waited to accurately sense the changes of the ocean current.

His heart was cold and he had begun to figure out what methods should be used after Xu Yi was captured to make him regret crawling out of his mother's intestine.

Persist, persist,

What Xu Yi can do is only persist, even if strangling, he must sink to the bottom, and must not fall into the hands of the surname Zhou.

The ears roared, the eyes began to bulge, and the eyes were blooming, and the consciousness was about to sink. Suddenly, there was a shadow in front of him.

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