A majestic force passed from his forearm to his chest. He Qizhou felt as if his chest had been hit by a huge hammer. He was instantly knocked away. A large mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air. He felt a heartbreaking pain in his arm.
The left arm of the armor must have been fractured. During the process of falling on his back, the severe pain seemed to make people faint, and the unwilling assassin actually followed him and floated down! Wind Control Realm!
"Don't faint!" He Qizhou shouted from the bottom of his heart. The experience of jumping from the Bailian Mountain Waterfall into the deep pool countless times told him that the body falling into the water determines life and death this time!
When He Qizhou stepped onto the boulder, he had already carefully observed the river at the bottom of the canyon. There were snow-white waves everywhere, and only a few whirlpools near the opposite bank seemed calm. The water there was probably deeper and should be an ideal place to fall into the water.
! The assassin's punch is enough to send him there. All he has to do now is to straighten his body and insert it straight into the water before falling into the water!
Of course, when I jumped into the pool in the past, the highest point was only more than twenty feet, but now it is a hundred feet high. Ordinary people would be frightened just by looking at it. They would be scared to jump into the water from here, let alone being seriously injured now.
If there were unexpected rocks underwater, He Qizhou would doubt whether he would be even 10% sure of surviving if he fell.
No matter what, you must do what you should do well. Normally, you can adjust your body shape effortlessly, but now, the assassin is following closely. If you let the other party know that you are still able to adjust your body shape,
He will definitely keep a close eye on him, even if he survives falling into the water, he will die in the hands of assassins!
Fortunately, the time in the air was long enough, and he was getting farther and farther away from the assassin who was falling from above. He Qizhou, who was falling rapidly, straightened his body slowly and flipped slowly in the air. His broken left arm was pressed tightly against his chest. The opponent should see it.
I don't know what I'm doing, but the sound on the water is getting louder and louder, almost deafening...
Twenty feet, ten feet, five feet, three, two, one! Take a deep breath! The moment he fell into the water, He Qizhou's "out of control" body magically straightened his toes and plunged straight in. The water was about five feet deep, which was indeed enough.
Deep, but the force of the fall was greater! The huge impact force made He Qizhou feel like he had crashed through a wall. He inserted himself into the wall in the blink of an eye, and then his feet touched the hard rocky river bottom. The experience of falling into the water countless times made him accustomed to it.
Squat, roll up, roll...
Still alive! Can't faint! Can't come out of the water! He Qizhou secretly ordered himself, but after he surfaced instantly, another large mouthful of blood gushes out uncontrollably. His body uncontrollably hit the boulders at the bottom of the river one after another, and the water flowed rapidly.
Spin and rush downstream!
"We can't float anymore!" He Qizhou roared in his heart. After hitting a big rock again, his right hand holding the dagger tightly swung it out behind his back! The dagger pierced the stone, and He Qizhou, who was holding the dagger in one hand, moved along the
The south-flowing river crossed over, and when I looked up, a blurry figure appeared above the river...
He Qizhou struggled to pull himself close to the boulder at the bottom of the river, and tried to see if he could stand at the bottom of the river. The water here was not that deep anymore, only two or three feet at most. Sure enough, once he stepped down, he would reach the surface of the river. As long as he held it with his right hand,
The dagger above will not be washed away, and standing here, you can no longer see anything above the river. By the same token, people on the river can't see clearly below! He Qizhou decided to take another gamble.
You can hold your breath until the assassin leaves!
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Watching a ball of blood dyed red rolling downstream, and instantly losing color, the assassin kept lightly stepping on the water with his feet, staying in place, as if he wanted to see the underwater world clearly, and the place he was hovering was
The whirlpool where He Qizhou fell was already ten feet away from where He Qizhou was now.
After waiting for a few breaths, the assassin tapped the water gently and followed the swell all the way down. It seemed that he would not give up until he saw the body. However, he drifted south for about ten feet and stopped again, just above He Qizhou!
He Qizhou felt that a shadow suddenly appeared above him. He swallowed a mouthful of torrent in shock, and a string of bubbles surged upward rapidly!
Fortunately, the waves were large enough, and the bubbles mixed into the waves and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, the assassin's eyes did not stay at his feet, but looked behind him at the whirlpool where He Qizhou fell into the water, otherwise he might have discovered something strange.
After pausing for a moment, the assassin stepped on the water again and rushed to the water bank. He grabbed a handful of egg-sized pebbles from a distance, and then shot them one by one into the whirlpool. When the powerful pebbles were shot into the water, they made a "dong dong dong" sound.
A drum-like sound.
After shooting more than ten stones, he saw that there was no movement in the water, so he rode the waves southward, but he still looked back from time to time to look behind him along the way. The current was fast, and in the blink of an eye, the assassin had moved forward more than a hundred feet, while He Qizhou was still underwater.
I didn't dare to take risks, so I endured the severe pain in my chest and waited for about a cup of tea before I groped my way to the west side of the boulder. I kicked my legs and was washed down several feet, then swam with difficulty to the west bank, where there was a small cliff under the cliff.
Beach gravel.
He Qizhou didn't dare to stay here and was going to find a hiding place, but there was no clear view under the cliff, so he could only find a way to go upstream. Fortunately, after being eroded by the river, there was still a few feet wide area close to the rock wall.
The river beach is open for walking. He Qizhou staggered more than a hundred feet up the river, when a huge protruding rock penetrated deep into the river and blocked the way!
He Qizhou saw that the rock was so tall that he could not climb it with just one hand, and he could not hide in his current position. He saw that the current near the shore was not very fast, so he entered the water again and swam along the edge of the huge rock. When he landed again, he had already
He couldn't muster any strength. And with the cover of the boulder, he wasn't afraid of being discovered by the returning assassin. Then he lay down on the gravel and examined the pain all over his body.
The ulna of the left arm was broken; at least two ribs in the chest were cracked; the left shoulder bone was cracked; the liver and spleen were shocked; the lungs were slightly injured; the left ankle was sprained; the governor's meridian was severely damaged again; the wound on the face was the last one cut by the sword energy.
It was a minor injury, but now it's starting to bleed again.
He Qizhou took a breath and did not dare to delay. He chopped down a few shrubs growing in the cracks of the cliff with a dagger, cut off the thorns on the branches and leaves, cut a few strips of cloth from the prison clothes, and then gritted his teeth and endured the pain to remove the dislocated left arm.
Reset, use your hands and mouth together to tie the branches tightly; the tube of Shenling pills in your arms is still there, you have taken six pills, and there are still six pills left. Take two pills in one breath to maintain your vitality; then wipe the blood on your face and cross your legs
Sit down and try to use half of Huazhen Gong to see if you can restore some vitality.
He Qizhou smiled bitterly. His power, which had been almost restored, was knocked back to its original state, with less than 30% of it. Fortunately, he could still use his power, and he would be able to recover sooner or later!
After calming down, He Qizhou began to worry about Mo Lan. He didn't know how injured she was. Suddenly, he found a figure climbing up in the southeast on the other side of the river. His hands alternately pulled on the cliff, and he just pulled gently.
It will float up several feet. Although it is not as easy as Master Wan Yi, you can tell at a glance that it is the realm of wind control. If it is not that assassin, who else could it be?
The assassin was now no more than thirty feet away from the hanging rope above his head. As he climbed, he still reluctantly looked back at the river and the other side. He Qizhou was startled and hurriedly shrank his head and body to the edge of the huge rock.
Fortunately, the assassin didn't patrol much upstream. He only had to go half a mile north and he would have nowhere to hide!
The assassin must have given up. With such a turbulent current, the body might have been swept dozens of miles away. After a quick glance, he increased his speed, climbed to the east bank ferry in one breath, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
He Qizhou probed his head again, carefully watching the other person's movements and figure, trying to remember every feature of that person. His wish was to dig out this person and the mastermind behind it sooner or later!
Looking back and thinking about the assassination process, the assassin must have been following them for a long time, so he knew the order in which they crossed the river, and also knew that this crossing was a must-pass. This response was to ambush in advance and prepare to take action. Unexpectedly, he was accidentally caught by the postman.
The reminder made the assassination less secret. This person seemed extremely insidious and calm. He wanted to wait until the iron frame was far away from the other side before taking action. The two royal guards who crossed the river would not be able to come back in time to help.
Obviously, the assassin knew the strength of those two people and Moran. Although one against four could still have the upper hand, he held back all the way and was always looking for the best opportunity.
The assassin should be a well-known figure, and the moves he uses are from various sects, and some of them are just random. Under the premise of being so sure, the opponent still doesn't want to reveal his identity through the moves!
But He Qizhou still remembered something from the assassin's moves. The man's last move was to brush away his stabbing arms. It was extremely subtle, and it was very similar to the technique used by Xu Mu!
The left punch that hit me hard in the end was obviously stronger than the right punch from the previous punch! But the opponent held a sword in his right hand, so he had a balanced left and right hand, and his left hand was his hidden killer move, so he was probably left-handed!
The wind-improving realm has these characteristics. As long as you ask the master, maybe this assassination will be the best opportunity to reveal the secret of the "bastard general"! He Qizhou, who was covered with bruises, had just comforted himself.
Then he fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but He Qizhou suddenly woke up and felt cold all over. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his legs were submerged in the water. It was when the snowy mountains melted, and the water in the Yalong River rose a lot overnight.
He Qizhou hurriedly pulled his legs back, and seeing the rising sun in the sky, he began to think about how to leave this place. Climbing a hundred-foot cliff with one hand? It was obviously impossible. The only way was to find a way upstream or downstream along the river bank, but now the river water was high.
There was almost no way to go along the river bank. Although I was hungry, cold and in unbearable pain, I could only wait until the water level dropped slightly before I could pass.
He Qizhou still decided to go upstream. Going downstream was very likely to encounter assassins who were searching for his "body". Until midnight, after adjusting his breath for half a day, He Qizhou barely regained some strength, and slowly searched northward up the mountain along the rugged and steep river bank.
But after walking all night, there were steep cliffs going straight up and down. After daybreak, the river water began to rise again, and He Qizhou, who was so hungry that his eyes were filled with stars, could only stop.