There's something wrong with the general.

The boat is moving very fast.

The dark shadow behind them had been left far behind.

You can leave Eagle's Beak Valley by getting off the ferry ahead.

Wen Yuxi stood up at this time, looking at the vast sky, and felt a surge of heroic spirit.

After passing here, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

At this time, Zhiming turned around.

He extended his hand: "Brother, come here."

Wen Yuxi circulated his spiritual power, steadied himself, moved lightly, and placed his hand in his palm.

Zhiming pulled Wen Yuxi forward gently, and she fell into his arms.

She put one arm around his waist and suddenly took off into the air, flying towards the nearby shore.

But when the body was about to reach the shore.

They could not move forward even a little bit.

He even flew backwards a dozen feet.

Wen Yuxi's eyes were filled with horror: "Something is blocking us."

"Someone has set up a ban here."

Zhiming lightly touched the water surface, spun him around in the air, and then landed back on the boat.

The boat did not slow down and continued to rush towards the shore.

Wen Yuxi shouted, "Brother, boat, boat!!"

Zhiming was seen to be calm and unhurried.

The long sword turned into a long rainbow, hovering above the river bank.

Zhiming silently recited a few spells, and the long sword on the shore suddenly released a thousand-foot-long blue light.

The river water offshore was coated with a layer of blue light.

Wen Yuxi couldn't open his eyes because of the blue sword light.

He quickly covered his eyes with his hands, leaving a gap.

The boat was about to hit the river bank.

Suddenly, the boat enveloped by the ice-blue sword light slowed down rapidly.

At the critical moment, it was forced to stop on the river bank.

Immediately, the sword light dissipated, and the long sword turned into a sword shadow and flashed back behind Zhiming's body.

Oh my god, that was a close call!

Wen Yuxi's chest heaved.

After a while, he moved his hand away from his eyes and grabbed Zhiming's arm.

His face was filled with admiration.

"Brother, what's this move? I want to learn it too."

Zhiming whispered, "When you succeed in building your foundation, I will teach you."

what?

Wen Yuxi had a sad face.

You have to wait until you have established your foundation.

That would take forever to cultivate!

Oh, that’s not right. When I go to Jiuxuanmen to practice in the future, it should be quick when there is plenty of spiritual energy.

"Back off."

At this moment, Zhiming suddenly stopped him behind him.

Wen Yuxi looked forward in confusion.

They saw that the refined corpse that had been chasing their boat had caught up with them.

The head was jumping on the water surface, like the zombie in Happy Ghost.

It looks quite festive.

Wen Yuxi huddled behind Zhiming and spoke weakly, "Brother, can you tell what level of corpse this is?"

"But the corpse that was just refined, Junior Brother is..."

He didn't say anything else, but turned around and stared into Wen Yuxi's eyes.

Wen Yuxi quickly said with a smile: "Brother, why don't you let me practice on him."

Zhiming looked at him steadily, and spoke after a while.

"Alright."

He took out a sword from his Qiankun bag and handed it to Wen Yuxi.

"This sword is called the Frost Star Sword. It's the sword I use during my Qi Refining period. You can use it to defend against enemies temporarily. When we get to the sect, I'll find someone to forge you a higher-grade natal sword."

Wen Yuxi took the hilt of the sword from him and looked at it left and right.

The sword is about one and a half feet long, one inch wide, and has a thin and translucent blade.

Wen Yuxi held the sword upright in his hand and looked at it closely, only to see three words engraved on the sword's spine.

Cold Star Sword.

Wen Yuxi played with the sword for a few times in his hand. The sword was very light and very suitable for beginners.

When Wen Yuxi cast a spell on the sword, a white halo appeared on the blade.

Wen Yuxi placed his thumb on the sword, and felt a chill that made him shiver.

"This sword is made of Tianyin Black Iron. It's icy cold to the touch. Be careful of frostbite."

Zhiming reminded.

What a fine sword.

Wen Yuxi couldn't let it go, raised her head, and thanked Zhiming with a bright face: "Thank you, senior brother."

Zhiming smiled and said, "As long as you like it."

Wen Yuxi walked to the stern holding the Hanxing Sword.

Keep your eyes fixed on the river.

Suddenly, a head popped out of the water.

Her long hair was dragging and floating in the water.

Sharp hands slowly reached towards the side of the ship.

The boat rocked gently in the water.

Wen Yuxi was startled and looked at the ghost-like corpse with a pale face. He swallowed his saliva unwillingly and subconsciously looked at Zhiming behind him.

Zhiming nodded at him encouragingly, his pair of phoenix eyes captivating.

Wen Yuxi suddenly felt strength all over his body. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, aimed at the black palm and chopped it down.

"Keng, keng——" twice.

Only two white marks were left on the wrists.

Holy shit, that’s it?

How come this thing's wrist is as hard as steel?

Wen Yuxi calmed himself down, secretly circulated his spiritual power, forced it onto the sword, and silently recited the sword formula, then raised his hand and chopped towards the wrist that was resting on the side of the boat.

With a "crash", a long wound was cut on it.

There was no blood from the wound.

The thing seemed to feel no pain and was still clinging to the hull to jump onto it.

Wen Yuxi gritted his teeth and, using his strength, chopped at the corpse again.

The weird thing is.

At this time, the corpse suddenly rose up in resistance.

The sharp hands suddenly let go of the boat and grabbed Wen Yuxi's sword.

A huge force pulled him into the river in front of him.

Wen Yuxi took a deep breath, held the sword in one hand, and did not entangle with him.

With his other hand, he suddenly made a gesture and shot a fireball at him.

There was a "boom".

The hair on the corpse was burned clean in the blink of an eye.

But the clothes on his body seemed to be made of some magic weapon and were not damaged.

The corpse was thrown backwards and fell into the river.

Wen Yuxi grasped the sword and with a little force, he pulled it back.

At that moment.

Wen Yuxi finally saw the full picture of the refined corpse.

The body of the refined corpse turned out to be a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Even though his hair was bald, one could tell that he had a good appearance when he was alive.

How can someone so young become a corpse refiner?

Wen Yuxi was puzzled.

"careful!"

Suddenly a deep voice came from behind.

Wen Yuxi hurriedly looked at the rushing water.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly figure suddenly emerged from the water.

It’s the corpse-refining woman.

Her eyes were white, her face expressionless, and she stretched out her sharp fingers and pounced towards Wen Yuxi.

Wen Yuxi's heart was pounding!

Oh my god, isn’t this the corpse-refined version of Mei Chaofeng!

Seeing the woman rushing towards him.

In a hurry, Wen Yuxi hurriedly practiced the Moon-Treading Technique.

He dodged to the left, his back facing the water, turned his wrist to grasp the Hanxing Sword, and the tip of the sword touched the water surface.

Seeing that her attack missed, the woman turned around in mid-air and pounced on Wen Yuxi again.

Wen Yuxi's eyes darkened involuntarily.

He muttered, "Again!"

He suddenly raised the Cold Star Sword and struck it hard on the water, and the sword bent into a sharp arc.

Wen Yuxi took advantage of the rebounding force of the sword to jump into the air, somersaulted, and landed behind Zhiming.

With his hands hanging on Zhiming's body, he bent over and gasped for breath.

"Brother, why is she not stupid anymore? She is getting more and more powerful!"

A dark light flashed in Zhiming's eyes, and he said slowly: "Because her master is here."

What? ? ?

Wen Yuxi was confused for a moment.

"Where is it? Where is it?"

At this moment, a strong pressure suddenly swept over.