"The surname of Zhou, get out of here. Your grandfather is tired and wants to ride a horse."

Xu Yi climbed tightly on the horse's belly and spoke suddenly, his words arrogantly, as if he was scolding a pig to drive a dog.

Mr. Zhou, who was dressed in white, was furious and was about to get angry. He heard Xu Yi's intimidation again, "I count three numbers. If I don't roll down, don't blame me for digging a big hole in the belly of this beast!"

"You dare to touch Feixue's hair, I'll tell you to pieces!"

Zhou Shirong spoke harshly, but his body was like avoiding snakes and scorpions. He rubbed the ground and rushed out.

Xu Yi guessed it well. This flying snow was very precious to Zhou Shirong.

It turned out that Feixue was given to him by Fairy Yuqing, the Lord of Xue Leng Peak of Tianshan Sect, and the original owner of Feixue was the most famous Zihan Fairy, the third generation of Tianshan Sect.

Fairy Zi Han has outstanding martial arts and is famous for being a high-ranking fairy. She is currently the first-class fairy in Guang'an Mansion. She admires many people, and Zhou Shirong is one of them.

When Fairy Yuqing gave him Feixue, Zhou Shirong, who had the protagonist's halo, consciously added some wonderful meaning.

Although Xu Yi is hateful, he is just an ant after all. In Zhou Shirong's heart, he can't even match the hair of flying snow.

If this thief hurts Feixue, how can Zhou be so good to see Fairy Zihan again in the future?

However, Zhou Shirong was about to retreat, and Xu Yi fled on the back of the horse, ran away after hitting the horse, and escaped for several miles in one breath. He looked back and looked back, but there was no trace of Zhou Shirong.

Xu Yi's heart was bright. Zhou Shirong regarded this horse as a treasure and would not give it up easily. At this moment, he must be hidden in the dark and wanted to launch a sudden attack.

At this point, Xu Yi drove his horse south, avoided the deep forest road, turned on the main road, and ran straight south for more than fifty miles. When he stopped his horse, he had already arrived at the edge of the Nielong River.

The source of the Nielong River is unknown, crossing Guang'an Prefecture and returning to the sea from the east. The water is vast and the soup is vast, like a vast ocean.

Xu Yi knew that this evil dragon river was his only chance to survive.

The reason is very simple. He could not keep running, nor could he keep guarding Feixue for food, drink, and defecation. He knew that Zhou Shirong would definitely follow him and waited for him to separate from Feixue.

In this way, a paradox was formed!

As long as Xu Yi cannot completely get rid of Zhou Shirong, his life will be temporarily dependent on the life and death of the King of Hell.

If you want to escape Zhou Shirong's tracking, your only hope is that in this vast Neilongjiang River, just as he was fighting with Zhou Shirong, Xu Yi consciously adjusted the direction of the galloping horse.

Xu Yi guessed it well. On the surface, Zhou Shirong was nowhere to be seen, but in fact he was always close to the road and never left him for a moment.

Xu Yifang was standing by the Neilong River, and Zhou Shirong had already lie down behind several huge spruce trees by the river. After scanning the vast river water, he immediately guessed what Xu Yi was thinking.

This time he was tortured by Xu Yi. He has never been as dirty as he is today. He killed Xu Yi easily. Young Master Zhou did not relieve his hatred. How could he sit and watch Xu Yi run away?

Xu Yifang was about to take action, so Zhou Shirong stood up in the air, as fast as lightning, and his body was like a dragon. In an instant, he had crossed more than ten feet and rushed to within five feet.

Xu Yi did not expect that Zhou Shirong would come so suddenly and quickly, and he didn't care about his posture. He rolled off the horse in the simplest but fastest way, bent down and into the horse's belly.

Seeing Xu Yi's other tricks again, Zhou Shirong was so angry that he vomited blood. He forced his qi to suppress his palms in the air. He was about to stop his body, but he saw Xu Yi ejaculated from the horse's belly and rushed straight towards the river.

What a good Zhou Shirong, his palms suddenly swung out and the ground exploded.

With the force of this recoil, Zhou Shirong's falling body suddenly flipped and rushed towards Xu Yi like a hurricane.

Seeing that he was about to pounce on the shore, Xu Yi plunged into the water with a thud. Another thud, the flying snow on the river collapsed with a thud.

Zhou Shirong's soul was scattered. Looking back, Feixue's left front limb was lying on the ground, and blood was flowing.

It turned out that Xu Yi had drilled into the horse's belly before, because he was afraid that Zhou Shirong would use the "Slide Palm" again and attack each other in the air. Xu Yi did not think he could resist the terrifying force; the other was that he had the idea of ​​fighting Feixue.

Zhou Shirong cherishes Feixue very much. Xu Yi cannot move Zhou Shirong and he hates him deeply. If he doesn't think of a way to make Master Zhou heartbroken, how can he be worthy of the hard work of these half a day?

After drilling into the horse's belly, Xu Yi kicked the ground with both feet, and his body shot into the lake. He waved his palm and cut off the horse's legs.

"Ah!!! Bastard, I want you to be doomed!"

Zhou Shirong roared with a long roar, and his blood qi rushed to his face and veins bloomed. His body twisted and rushed straight into the lake.

A terrifying scene happened. Zhou Shirong entered the lake with his feet, and the lake water only exceeded his ankles, like a monster in the water, and was born with the magical power of controlling water.

Actually, it is not!

It turned out that Zhou Shirong's feet had already stepped on the soles of his shoes, his fingers were bent and twisted, like webbed, twitching the water flow. After careful look, you could see that one cyclone after another was produced under his feet.

Zhou Shirong walked on the waves, his handsome eyes staring at the water flow coldly. Suddenly, the water waves grew slightly in front of him. Zhou Shirong shouted loudly, his whole body burst out, and his fists came out, and the air exploded.

boom!

It seemed like a small missile exploded on the water surface, and the waves were surging, countless fish and shrimps rose up and fell, turning into dead bodies and floating on the water surface.

The cold eyes locked tightly on the water surface, until a muffled groan that was almost inaudible came into my ears, Zhou Shirong's frozen mouth provoked an almost unaware arc.

Indeed, Xu Yi was caught, and Zhou Shirong's terrifying palm power penetrated the lake water more than a foot deep and accurately hit him.

Thanks to the barrier of the vast lake, he did not die immediately. Even so, he was injured.

The shoulder blade collapsed, and all the internal organs were almost moved by the powerful fist force. They gritted their teeth and did not spew out a mouthful of old blood.

Thinking of Zhou Shirong's fierceness, Xu Yi was very angry and scolded God for being unfair.

It was so uneven that suddenly, my eyes turned black and my chest became even more bored, but I didn't dare to move. I gritted my teeth and didn't dare to move anymore, allowing the undercurrent of the river to roll forward.

After just half a stick of incense was so strong, Xu Yi felt his lungs burning and his teeth were already bleeding.

Zhou Shirong floated coldly on the lake surface, his eyes slightly closed. He had adapted to the ocean currents and no longer needed his eyes to observe. The touch from his feet was waiting to accurately sense the changes in the ocean currents.

He was cold in his heart and had already begun to think about what methods should he use to make him regret crawling out of his mother's intestines after capturing Xu Yi.

Persist, persevere,

All Xu Yi could do was perseverance. Even if he was suffocated to death, he would have to sink to the bottom of the water and would never fall into the hands of Zhou.
Chapter completed!