The clear stream flows leisurely, showing leisure and freedom, and the fish swimming below are also leisurely and comfortable.

He was not frightened away because there were people on the shore, as if he was observing them.

In the blink of an eye, only Guan Yiming was left beside Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.

Guan Yiming said: "Miss Zhou, Mr. Zhou, why don't you come over and join us?"

Zhou Yang said: "We won't join in the fun, there are enough people to catch up with them."

"Hey, thank you both so much this time." Guan Yiming said with emotion: "If we had waited for us to come over, we would have been in trouble!"

The sword skills of these twelve guys are powerful. No matter how strong Senior Brother Zhu's sword skills are, he can't resist them and won't last long.

Depending on the speed of the two of them, it is possible that Senior Brother Zhu would have been killed by the time they arrived, and even killing these twelve guys would be useless.

Zhou Yu's red lips moved, seemingly silently, but the voice rang in the ears of the two of them: "I am using sound transmission to enter the secret... they did not run away, they are nearby."

"Hmm——?" Zhou Yang looked at her.

"It should be under here." Zhou Yu pointed to the stream and transmitted the message into the secret: "It's hidden under here."

Guan Yiming's face changed slightly.

Zhou Yang hurriedly unsheathed his sword and glared at the stream.

Guan Yiming hesitated for a moment, but then took out an iron pipe from his arms and pointed it at the sky to send out a signal.

He hadn't seen these twelve guys and was a little skeptical, but thinking about Zhou Yu's abilities, he decided to take some risks and trust her once.

Zhou Yang held down his left hand to stop him from sending signals, and transmitted the message into the secret: "No need, just chase them back."

"But..." Guan Yiming also transmitted the message into the secret.

"Hurry up, don't go too far." Zhou Yang signaled with his eyes.

"...Okay." Guan Yiming gritted his teeth, turned around, rushed out, and put the iron pipe back into his arms.

Zhu Wanjiang and the others were not chasing after them casually. They needed clues and aura. They were following the aura, not very fast, and were soon overtaken by Guan Yiming.

After listening to Guan Yiming's words, they turned back to Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yu gently pointed downward.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang had already confirmed their status through swordsmanship. Everyone had no doubts and all looked at Xiaoxi.

The stream is still gurgling, neither urgent nor slow.

The swimming fish are still at ease.

They determined that there were indeed no twelve people in the water, so there was only one possibility: they were under the water.

Thinking of this, several long swords were stabbed into the stream.

The swimming fish accelerated instantly and moved away with a swipe of its tail, as fast as lightning.

As soon as they broke away, several long swords shining with cold light had already pierced the surface of the water, inserted into the water, and plunged straight into the depths of the water.

Several swords were drawn out and stabbed again.

All of them are masters with swords. The swords are almost like their own hands, and they can clearly feel the subtle sensations coming from the sword body.

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The feeling of the sword tip piercing through made them instantly conclude that the sword tip was not piercing into the soil, but into the human body.

A blush quickly rose from the bottom of the water, and in the blink of an eye this section of the stream turned into bloody water, with a fishy smell.

The long sword thrust in, pulled out, thrust in again, a dozen swords thrust in and out in one breath.

Zhou Yu shouted lightly: "Withdraw."

Everyone retreated without hesitation and retreated several feet away.

"Boom!" Amidst the muffled sound, the ground shook, and the stream rose into the sky, like a red pillar rising into the sky.

"Wow!" The blood dropped back, and some fell onto the green grass nearby. Suddenly, white smoke rose up.

The green grass stained with blood quickly withered, turned yellow and burned black, then turned into white smoke and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The pungent white smoke slowly dissipated, and the green grass turned black and green.

"All dead?" Guan Yiming said in surprise.

They came to the stream to take a look. The bottom had turned into a deep pit of about ten meters. The stream water above was pouring in continuously, and it would not be full for a while.

They all guessed what happened just now. After these guys were hit by the sword, they all used that weird secret technique and turned into red mist.

By this time, they should have been completely wiped out.

"Have a good death!" someone said bitterly.

It was too risky just now.
Chapter completed!