Chapter 911: Chapter 227: Something’s Off [Double Length]
Sword Wind howled.
Yan Beihan’s longsword suddenly emitted a sword light that pierced both heaven and earth. Yan Beihan sprang forward like a meteor, holding his sword in one hand and grabbing Fang Che’s belt with the other.
Whish...
Charging five hundred zhang!
Suddenly, the sight brightened, and they found themselves outside the coverage of the centipede horde.
In front were blue skies and white clouds, red flowers and green trees.
Yan Beihan’s heart stirred: Fang Che had already covered ninety-nine percent of the journey!
The sword’s light blazed, like a rainbow stretched across the sky.
With Yan Beihan and Fang Che’s figures flashing through the open skies, they reached the peak, then dashed downward and disappeared without a trace.
Behind them, the overwhelming horde of Flying Centipedes roared furiously, then turned and issued a thunderous wing vibration sound, frantically chasing after them.
After crossing the peak, there was a cliff. Yan Beihan did not hesitate, diving madly down the cliff.
Because she knew that in such terrain, there was likely to be a water source under the cliff or not far from it.
And sure enough, there was water below.
As they were about to hit the ground, a large stretch of sparkling water waves appeared ahead.
Yan Beihan did not directly dive into the water.
Instead, she continued to maneuver the sword light hundreds of zhang above the water’s surface.
This was a vast lake.
Its depth unknown.
"Almost there?"
Yan Beihan asked.
"Down!"
Fang Che gave the command.
With a flash of sword light, they plunged straight into the water from a great height, causing only slight ripples on the surface. The two humans and a bear dove into the water, the Sword Qi still cleaving through the water’s layers, diving downward.
Rippling blue waves in front.
The Sword Qi charged down to a depth of a hundred zhang beneath the water.
Fang Che then took control, flared his legs, forming whirlpools behind him, and shot off like a massive torpedo on the lake floor.
Yan Beihan let out a breath, a muffled sound bursting from her chest, a string of bubbles rose up.
Before the bubbles reached the surface, they had already moved thousands of zhang away.
Behind them.
In the air.
Endless Flying Centipede horde had flown over the water, spinning erratically.
They lost their target.
The water blocked all perception.
Roaring... giant boas crashed into the water like savage warships, surging forward to hunt.
All the water snakes on the lake floor collectively launched a charge.
Directing the giant boas’ path forward.
As the boas began their charge, the Flying Centipede horde in the sky also began moving.
However... it seemed this water area piqued the centipedes’ interest.
Numerous centipedes began touching the water, and those in the sky paired up, and then... started mating...
This process was not long, but the centipedes seemed somewhat lethargic after mating.
Their speed decreased by more than ninety percent, slowly falling far behind the giant boas.
In the forefront.
The opposite side of the lake.
On a distant mountain peak.
A huge white tiger suddenly leaped onto the summit, shaking its snow-white fur, sending silvery waves cascading and rolling, stomping on rocks and roaring at the sky.
In an instant, the tiger roar reverberated through the void.
Splitting the void into strips of black and mottled space fissures.
Crossing and obliterating.
It seemed to be issuing a warning.
"Don’t come any further! This is our territory!"
In the lake.
The advancing boas momentarily stopped.
Watching the distant mountain forest, the constantly moving silvery gleams, the giant boas’ eyes flickered with apprehension.
After a long while.
They turned and swam away.
Under the threat of the giant white tiger, the boas abandoned their pursuit.
But all of this, Fang Che and Yan Beihan, who were still at the lake bottom, did not know.
They were furiously rushing forward.
Yan Beihan had flown with the sword for a long time, continued using it after entering the water, her lungs almost running dry.
Holding Fang Che’s hand, two fingers pinched a piece of flesh on Fang Che’s waist and twisted fiercely...
Fang Che only felt a familiar pain shoot through him, almost screaming underwater.
This familiarity made him almost think Ye Meng was the one following...
Turning to look... oh, it was Yan Beihan.
Instantly his heart filled with endless emotion: Women are indeed magical, possessing so many skills naturally.
Take for example, the waist twisting move... As far as Fang Che knew, almost no woman couldn’t do it.
This truly was a heaven-given skill.
Fang Che turned to see Yan Beihan puffing her cheeks desperately, like a hamster with a mouth full of food, her cheeks puffing wider than her head.
Her face flushed red.
Clearly at her limit, unable to hold her breath any longer.
Fang Che suddenly felt joy, raised his eyebrows, and made a face.
Yan Beihan instantly pouted her cheeks and glared: This jerk... gloating at a time like this?
With another twist of her hand, questioning: What now?
Fang Che’s eyes shifted, he opened his mouth and puffed out a bubble.
Then puckered his lips.
His eyes signaled: Want a breath like this?
Yan Beihan shook her head desperately, another forceful twist: Dream on!
Then another twist, this time severely, with a half-circle more, her eyes warned: I know you have a solution.
Fang Che’s body convulsed, his eyes rolling crazily—painful!
His face twisted.
With a thought, he waggled his foot, circled his wrist.
Suddenly the water parted, revealing a blank space as big as a watermelon.
Then... the water collided, raising countless bubbles, filling the blank space.
