Chapter 398: How Can I Be a Thief?

The next day, morning.

Yang Jiao stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, with Li Susu and Jing Lan'an standing on both sides, and Nian Baiyu standing behind him.

"Your Highness, in addition to the cooks from the Yiyue Clan, you also brought the beauties of the Yiyue Clan with you this time. If you are bored, you might as well enjoy the songs and dances of our Yiyue Clan to pass the time."

Jing Lanan suggested with a smile.

Yang Jiao said expressionlessly:

"No, I just came out to see why the ship's speed has slowed down so much?"

When Jing Lanan heard this, he first looked into the distance and then explained:

"It should be at the confluence with the Mo River. The water in the Mo River is turbid and fast, and its banks burst every year. It is a dangerous river, so the boat must travel more slowly here."

Yang Jiao's eyes were deep and he said:

"Li Susu, it's time to fulfill your promise. Jump into the river."

Li Susu suddenly heard this and said blankly:

"What?"

Yang Jiaoyun said calmly:

"Jump into the river."

Li Susu's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but look at the extremely fast and dangerous rivers around him:

"Tantai Jin, you actually asked me to jump into the river. Didn't you say it wouldn't endanger my life? What's the difference between asking me to jump into the Mo River and asking for my life?"

Yang Jiao waved his sleeves:

"Noisy."

With a "plop", Jing Lan'an saw Yang Jiao ruthlessly throwing Li Susu into the river, and his face couldn't help but change:

"Your Highness, what is this?"

She originally thought that Ye Xiwu would occupy a certain place in the heart of her Highness, but she never expected to see him ruthlessly attack in the end.

"Tell me to go down and dock at the ferry ahead."

Yang Jiao gave the order directly.

"yes."

Jing Lanan's heart tightened when he heard this, but seeing that the direction of the matter had not changed, he bowed and stepped back.

You must know that she had planned to plot against Ye Xiwu before, and then used Ye Xiwu's whereabouts to lure His Highness to dock at the ferry in the Mo River.

After a while, Yang Jiao's voice sounded in Nian Baiyu's heart:

"Bai Yu, I'll give you a secret notice later and tell everyone on the ship not to leave the cabin. Also, be careful of Jing Lan'an and Qi Shuang when they dock. They have already hooked up with Tantai Minglang to set up an ambush at the ferry ahead."

Nian Baiyu's eyes were horrified and he replied:

"Your Highness, this."

Yang Jiao continued calmly:

"He's just a chicken and a dog. Tantai Minglang happened to be at the ferry ahead, so we simply killed him together to save trouble in the future."

Seeing Yang Jiao's calm and confident look, Nian Baiyu immediately gave up his intention of admonishing him, bowed slightly, and quietly withdrew.

Less than half an hour passed, and the big ship sailed to the ferry of Mo River.

I saw Qi Shuang diligently instructing his confidants to put down the gangplank on the ship and proceed to the shore.

At the same time, Nian Baiyu led a group of people from the Ninth clan to stand behind Yang Jiao.

At this moment, Jing Lanan has been standing beside Yang Jiao.

Suddenly, when the springboard was completely lowered, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and the Yueying Guards headed by Qi Shuang silently looked at each other.

"call out."

One of them instantly raised his hand and fired a sleeve arrow at Yang Jiao's face.

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed with a deep light, and the sleeve arrow turned upside down and flew out of the ferry.

"ah!"

In an instant, a scream broke out outside the ferry, as if someone had been shot.

"Protect Your Highness."

Jing Lan'an seemed not to have expected it, but he quickly reacted and took the lead to protect Yang Jiao by his side and gave instructions to Nian Baiyu.

"Your Highness, you really hide everything, but after taking the poisonous demon pill, even if you escape this plot, how long can you hold on?"

Qi Shuang laughed wildly. As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of Jingguo soldiers suddenly appeared from behind. They were all in good order. First, archers fired volleys, and then a large number of soldiers armed with shields and swords rushed towards them.

Seeing this, Jing Lanan hurriedly admonished:

"Your Highness, retreat quickly, there is an ambush!"

"Thousands of mortals, nothing more than a speck of dust."

Yang Jiao stepped to the front, carrying it on his back with one hand, and pinching out a sword finger with the other hand. A dripping sword pill turned into a bright sword light and flickered on his sword finger.

His "Great Virtue Zizai Tian Jing", because he drew on the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, naturally retained the ability of Fu Lu Dao to refine an offensive weapon comparable to his own realm in his body, or to assist with spiritual treasures.

Judging from Yang Jiao's current combat power, the monsters of two to three thousand years are not his enemies at all, and those who are in the immortal sect are in the stage of becoming gods.

These soldiers, whose strength is at the highest level but in the Qi Refining Realm, appear to be brave and invincible on the surface, but in reality they are vulnerable to a single blow.

I saw Yang Jiao lightly waving his finger, and the energy of the sword hundreds of feet long suddenly appeared. The previous bursts of unusually noisy roars of shouting and killing suddenly stopped.

He sighed quietly:

"One sword breaks armor two thousand and seven times, boring and boring killing."

As soon as the words fell, thousands of elite soldiers were reduced to ashes, and of course Qi Shuang was among them.

Yang Jiao's eyebrows moved slightly and he said indifferently:

"You come and leave whenever you want without saying hello. You don't respect me."

As he spoke, the sword pills on his fingertips shot out.

"ah!"

There was another scream, and hundreds of elite soldiers who seemed to be guarding someone in the distance also followed the footsteps of many previous soldiers and were reduced to ashes.

Suddenly, fire appeared in the distance, as if someone was struggling to resist.

At this moment, Yang Jiao stretched out his hand, and a frightening suction force came out from his palm. In an instant, a man with burn scars on his face and blood and tears streaming from one eye, wearing a luxurious royal robe in black clothes, was caught by him. , thrown on the deck.

As the drops of sword pills returned to Yang Jiao's palm, a cold and stern woman wearing red clothes, with black lines between her eyebrows, and holding Buddha dust, quickly appeared on the springboard.

"Tantai Minglang, and a female cultivator from the Scarlet Sky Sect who was expelled from the school for secretly practicing forbidden arts."

Yang Jiao looked at the woman in red slightly:

"No wonder he secretly practices forbidden arts. It turns out that he has poor qualifications. Even if he practices forbidden arts, he is only at the golden elixir stage."

"Tantai Jin, you were not poisoned, and you even gave me the poisonous needle I prepared for you."

The man in royal robes, Tantai Minglang, suddenly had a layer of resentment in his eye that was not yet blind, and looked at Jing Lanan:

"Okay, that's very good. It seems that someone has tipped you off. As expected of the Yiyue Clan's priest, he is indeed cruel enough to ignore his own daughter."

But Jing Lan'an was caught off guard and saw the situation reversed in front of him, and he didn't react for a moment.

In an instant, the scimitar in Nian Baiyu's hand was placed on Jing Lanan's neck.

Then, Yang Jiao lowered his eyes, with a cold light emitting from the corners of his eyes, and said:

"The Chixiao Sect has abandoned its disciples and is willing to die and surrender?"

The cold eyes of the woman in red moved slightly, and she glanced at Tantai Minglang on the ground. Her vitality was strong, and a captivating flame appeared all over her body.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao groaned:

"You are a beautiful lady, but why am I a thief?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and rushed forward with lightning speed, and the sword ball in his palm turned into an illusory long sword.

"boom!"

There was a sound of her body breaking, and the woman in red was stabbed through the heart by Yang Jiao's sword, turning into ashes and scattered in the wind.

"Fuyu!"

Tantai Minglang saw this situation and let out a low drink.

Yang Jiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sword light condensed in the air, piercing Tantai's bright eyebrows while breathing.