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Chapter six hundred and thirteenth split water

Originally, he didn't know what was in the water, so he was careful and said to Ding Wu: "Senior Brother, let's go behind me, are we going straight ahead?" Ding Wu said: "No need, let's go in this direction." Ding Wu said as he looked at his left hand: "That's right, just walk along." Han Yiming looked around. Although he couldn't tell the direction here, since the senior brother had a way to guide the way, he could walk in another direction, avoid it, and follow the mark to guide him forward. As soon as he settled down, he suddenly felt Ding Wu's body sinking down.

Han Yiming was quick, pulling Ding Wu's arm with his left hand, and the Mingyuan sword in his right hand slashed towards Ding Wu's feet with a sword. The Mingyuan sword slashed into the water with a sharp roar, and immediately separated the water surface. Han Yiming suddenly saw a black ditch below dragging Ding Wu's feet down. Someone bit Ding Wu's feet and wanted to drag him into the water. Han Yiming felt that the force from below was extremely great. Not only could he not drag Ding Wu, he could not help but fall into the water. He was quick, took a deep breath, and was dragged down with Ding Wu.

As soon as he entered the water, Han Yiming saw Mingyuan's sword slashing into the water from the sea, and actually split the sea water in front of him, like a very tiny gap, allowing the sun to penetrate into the sea. However, after a moment of passing, the gap was filled by the sea water. Han Yiming entered the water, regardless of the pain in his eyes, opened his eyes and looked down. If he didn't look at it, he was already dark below, and biting Ding Wu's fish, he didn't know how big it was! Han Yiming wanted to go down Ding Wu first, but he couldn't. In the sea water, he always floated upwards. If he hadn't been holding Ding Wu tightly in his hand, he would have floated to the water surface.

He pushed down hard, but he couldn't. Ding Wu had let go of his hand long ago. Ding Wu didn't want him to die here with him. But he grabbed Ding Wu's arm tightly, as if Ding Wu was holding him tightly at the water mouth. At this time, Ding Wu had no chance to float up again. The fish below must have dragged him to swim into the sea, which was not something Han Yiming could go. But the more he dragged Ding Wu, the more he couldn't go over him first. Han Yiming felt that his chest was about to explode. He gritted his teeth, loosened his right hand, and recited the sword-Emperor's sword technique and took over the Mingyuan sword.

He turned back into the sword sheath and watched Mingyuan's sword fly back behind him with a ray of light. Then he pulled Ding Wu's arm with his left hand and pulled Ding Wu's leg with his right hand. As expected, he went down a lot. He tightened Ding Wu's leg with his right hand, and then climbed down his left hand. Sure enough, he saw Ding Wu's left leg bitten by a huge black object, as if he was sandwiched in a rock, shaking the difficulty. Han Yiming closed his eyes, summoned Mingyuan's sword, held it in his hand, and chopped it at the dark and invisible thing!

As soon as Mingyuan's sword swung, a light suddenly came out. The sea was pitch black. As soon as the light came out, it shone at the fish biting Ding Wu's legs. It could not be called a fish. Its mouth was more than half a person wide, and it was bumpy, like a big rock stuck Ding Wu's feet. Han Yiming was afraid that it would not be able to bear the force in the water, so he swung it with a force. He suddenly felt that the water beside him was stirred. Han Yiming knew that the sword was chopping the sword, and was about to cut another sword, and he and Ding Wu both floated up. Soon after, he had already surfaced. Han Yiming breathed heavily and had not had time to withdraw the sword. He looked at Ding Wu first, and Ding Wu was also breathing heavily. After a while, he said, "Junior brother, thank you."

Ding Wu gasped for a while, and then he rose from the water. He stood on the water like before, and even Han Yiming pulled up. Han Yiming looked at him again, and the fish were still swimming to the side, but he was not panicked, knowing that the huge fish had swam away. He was hit by Mingyuan's sword, and he didn't know what the injury was like? Han Yiming only knew that the wound was never light. It seemed that for a while, it would not come back and breathe a sigh of relief. His eyes were so painful that he rubbed it hard for a few times and said, "Senior Brother, let's go."

The two walked on the sea until sunset. The sunset was reflected in the sea. Although it was beautiful, they were extremely tired. After a few glances, they continued to walk forward. Walking on the sea, they didn't even know how to rest. They were tired, but they still walked forward. When the moon rose, they didn't know how far they had gone. There was still no boundary sea around them. They were already extremely tired, with whip marks on their bodies, and they had no strength to speak. At this time, the whip marks did not disappear, but became more and more conspicuous. Han Yiming saw them during the day, but they were just red marks. At night, they looked at them in the moonlight. They saw that these red marks were swollen. When they touched them with their hands, they stinged and stinged, and a string of sloppy bubbles formed on the scars. They looked at Senior Brother Ding, but they saw that he was not much better, just a few fewer sloppy marks and sloppy bubbles than themselves.

After walking for a while, Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, wait." Han Yiming stopped and saw Ding Wu look at his palm. Han Yiming also looked at Ding Wu's palm. The snow-white mark turned into a circle, emitting a slight luster under the moonlight. Han Yiming said, "Senior brother, why has it turned into a circle?" Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, let's go to this mark and turn into a circle, just wait." Han Yiming said, "Wait, what are we waiting for?" Ding Wu said, "Wait for Dongfang to open the door, Dongfang opens the door. As long as we go in, tomorrow is the last day, we can know what the Venerable is looking for us."

It would be fine if Ding Wu didn't talk about this. Once he said this, Han Yiming called Xiao Guai. Is the Venerable's meaning still useful? Don't you understand it very well. Xiao Guai didn't know where he was at this time, and this must be what the Venerable wants to ask. But he had not yet forgotten Xiao Guai. As soon as he arrived, he couldn't help but get anxious and said, "Senior Brother, I haven't forgotten, what should I do?" Ding Wu said for a long time, and then said, "Let's leave it to fate." After that, he sighed. Han Yiming also knew that his senior brother and Xiao Guai have been with him for many years. If Qinglong really wants to attack Xiao Guai, his senior brother must be the saddest person. But he was about to see Qinglong immediately, and he couldn't forget what he knew. Wouldn't he harm Xiao Guai?

The two of them stood silently on the sea. Han Yiming and Ding Wu both stood hard, for fear that they would fall into the water as soon as they relaxed. The sea surface was dark, and when the waves were rolling up from time to time, the waves turned slightly white, and came towards this side with the salty and fishy sea breeze. They didn't know how long they had stood, but suddenly there was a light on the sea surface ahead. Han Yiming hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, look!" Ding Wu also saw it and said, "Is this the East Gate? Let's go there quickly. I'm afraid that this gate would pass by in a flash." As he said that, he raised his feet and walked towards that place.

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