The Luo River is a big river flowing through Zhongzhou. When the rainy season is abundant, the river often floods, harming the people on both sides of the straits. Within a hundred miles above and below Luocheng, the Jinsha Ferry is the only shallow place. Therefore, it has also become an important channel to communicate between the two sides of the straits.

But now, all the only ferry boats have been destroyed. Although the river water is shallow and narrow, it is the Luo River after all, so it is difficult to get over it.

Nangong Qi, the culprit who caused all this, was laughing proudly with the support of his last breath. Since he could not kill Chu Jiangmian, causing him some trouble, it could also bring some comfort before his death.

However, he will soon be unable to laugh because someone does not want him to die with pride.

Nangong Qi watched the carriage speed up and headed directly towards the ferry. Although his head seemed a little slow due to excessive bleeding, he immediately realized something was wrong!

"What do they want to do? Do they plunge into the river and die?!"

This thought just turned around and saw a miracle happening in his gradually widening eyes. The speeding carriage ran to the river without even the intention of pausing. With the crisp sound of whips, it actually jumped into the river!

The scene I saw then became even more incredible. In the large flames of reeds burning and rising, the man who was breathing clearly saw that the river suddenly cracked a passage from the middle. It seemed as if there was some huge force that broke the Luo River from the middle. The river water diverted and went straight forward. The carriage rushed past the two water walls until the other side!

Time seemed to be like this for a moment, and then the huge waves of water hit me, shaking in my ears like thunder. The land on both sides of the straits shook for a while, and Nangong felt his heart shattered suddenly, his eyes gradually blurred, and the figure on the other side finally disappeared. The overwhelming darkness swept over everything. Before being swallowed by the darkness, his last thought in this world was: "This must be an illusion. It turns out that the experience before death would be so terrible..."

The huge sound of the impact of the water waves not only made the prince of Wei lose his soul and finally returned to the underworld. It also alarmed countless fish swimming in the water and birds flying on the shore. The water surface, which was still stirred by the aftermath, seemed to have a pot, and some big fish jumped out of the water. At the same time, a large number of birds sleeping overnight on the river bank rose into the sky, hovering and chirping in panic in the night sky, and did not dare to fall down for a long time.

"What is this... what method?! There are such people in the world. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes tonight, I wouldn't have thought about it!"

After a long time, the two sides of the Jinsha Ferry finally returned to peace. The people who lurked in the darkness and had not even dared to move came back from the shock. Wang Jia, the leader of the "Blood Shadow" who was urgently chasing here from Luocheng under the order, sighed secretly. His tone was still a little scared.

"It's so amazing! I didn't expect that there was such a person to protect the prince of Zhao... Thanks to the commander's previous caution! Otherwise, if we really rushed out rashly, the consequences would probably be the same as those soldiers of Wei State, and they would die miserably!"

Someone whispered beside him, full of shock and fear. Although all of them were warriors loyal to the emperor, they had already put life and death aside after accepting the order. However, in the face of the huge power I saw with my own eyes, no one could continue to maintain that kind of courage.

"Commander, that person really used his sword to split the river?... This is too fantasy! Is there any other possibility?"

After all, some people still don’t believe the facts they have seen with their own eyes. This is beyond their usual cognition. How can mortals have such abilities? Unless they are not humans, but legendary magical monsters with boundless magic power!

Hearing someone's doubts, the tall Wang Jia shook his head with a wry smile. His martial arts skills are extremely high, and he could see them clearly just now. It is precisely because of this that he felt the deepest shock.

"Don't doubt it. You can pass by the river with one sword. The coachman in Chu Jiangmian is definitely the top expert! With such a person around you, no one can stop him from going north."

"What should we do now... just go back and report it like this?"

"If this is not the case, is there any other way? Okay, let's go and see the situation by the river first. It's better to have a detailed explanation when you go back."

After Wang Jia finished speaking, he made a gesture and stood up. All the other lurkers finally showed their figures. They began to look at the battlefield just now.

The people of Wei died miserably, and there was no chance of living anymore. Especially the prince of Wei, Nangong Qi, looked particularly miserable. After Wang Jia carefully checked the wound on his body, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Not long ago, in the battle between Chu Jiangmian and Nangong Qi, he hid in the dark and saw clearly from beginning to end without blinking. Originally, he thought that if Chu Jiangmian hadn't raided with crossbow arrows in the end, he would not be Nangong Qi's opponent. Even if he could hold on for a while, he would have been killed by the other party sooner or later.

But after he checked the wound, he suddenly realized that things were not as simple as he saw. Although both sides were injured in a moment of fierce fighting, Nangong Qi's wounds were all at the critical point. Moreover, the surface of these trauma was very wide, and I don't know what technique the other party used to cause. The most direct consequence of doing this was that it would speed up the blood flow of the injured person, and the wound could not stop bleeding and bandage. It would not take long to die due to the blood flow. Therefore, it seems that both of them were injured. But the fatal wounds caused to the other party by Chu Jiangmian was really fatal! Even if there was no long crossbow piercing the chest in the end, Nangong Qi would find it difficult to survive.

"The Prince of Zhao is not only stoic in nature, but also has such a deep scheming... This person must not be underestimated! After returning, he must tell the Lord these details in detail so that he can know them."

Wang Jia was loyal to the Zhou royal family. As one of the leaders responsible for "Blood Shadow", he did not want the royal family to establish a powerful enemy again. While secretly glad that he did not make a big mistake because of his prudence, he remembered everything he saw and reported in detail when he was about to return to Luocheng.

After half an hour, everyone had finished exploring and gathered again, but there was no new discovery. They wanted to find the extremely powerful long crossbow just now. However, they searched everywhere with the light of fire, but gained nothing. They must have been taken away by the people of Zhao.

Since this is the case, this place cannot be left for a long time, and there is nothing good to see in the dead bodies everywhere. Wang Jia looked across the river and had long disappeared from the shadow of the group. Then he summoned and led his subordinates to hide in the darkness again.

The water of the Luo River was still flowing calmly, and the fire had not yet been extinguished, and the burning reeds crackled. Soon, some other black shadows rushed from afar and appeared at the ferry. They were soldiers of the Wei Kingdom, led by the father of Shen and the person who came afterwards.

For some reason, Shen's father was frightened along the way. An unknown premonition made him feel anxious and scared, afraid that something would happen.

This is what happened in the world, and whatever you are afraid of will come. By the river burning with flames, when Shen's father heard the screams of the soldiers who arrived first, he suddenly sank. He didn't care about the incompetence of his legs and feet, and when he ran over from behind like crazy, he could see clearly in the fire, the wreckage was messy and the corpses were all dead. The soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom died!

"The prince...is the prince! He is here!"

Someone finally found Nangong Qi and exclaimed. Shen's father separated several soldiers desperately. When he saw the blood-dreaming corpse half lying on the mound of sand, he couldn't help but sit on the ground with his liver and gallbladder splitting. What he was worried about finally happened and nothing could be saved.

"Chu Jiangmian! It was Zhao people who killed him! This hatred is irreconcilable... The Great Wei and Zhao have no rivals since then, and they will never stop until death!"

The old father Shen hugged Nangong Qi's body. Seeing his miserable appearance, he gritted his teeth and had nowhere to vent his anger in his chest. All the other soldiers also knelt down by the river, leaning on the ground with their swords, and shouting to the sky.

"Avenge! Revenge the prince! Swear to kill Zhao people...!"

It’s just a pity that the river was empty and there was no trace of the Zhao people. And the roars of their people could no longer be heard by those who crossed the river.

The carriage galloped in the dark, heading north for a moment. Following the two horses behind, the boy and the thief were in the same mood. If they weren't in a hurry to rush, they would like to stop, take a look at the sword seriously, and then take a good look at the hunchbacked coachman.

In the carriage, Chu Jiangmian's expression was a little strange since he crossed the river. His silent eyes were staring at the unknown night, neither asking anything, nor showing any particular shock on his face. No one knew what he was thinking. After a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze, looked at the figure driving, and smiled faintly.

"Haha...what should I say? Lao Ji, I want to ask, how can I practice the sword to the point where you are?"

"It's not easy for the little prince to practice swords? I see that you have a clear bones and slender limbs. You are a genius who practices martial arts! The masters in Jinxiang Palace are mostly geniuses. As long as you practice hard for three or five years, you will definitely be a peerless master!"

Lao Ji looked serious and said seriously. Chu Jiangmian curled his lips. Why did this kind of speech sound so familiar? Could it be that it started from Lao Ji's mouth?

"What I want to learn is your ability to open a river with one sword. How about it? Let's give it a price!"
Chapter completed!