Chapter 249: Profound Weapon Shows Its Might!

What complex terrain.

Liang Qu restrained his Qi and focused his spirit, looking around.

Under the night, the surroundings were full of low mountains not exceeding a hundred *zhang*, dense and dense; crossing one mountain, there was another, completely unable to find an exit.

All the low mountains were divided by rivers of uneven thickness, with water areas and land areas each accounting for half.

No wonder it was said that even a fish would get lost if it went in; the maze-like terrain was indeed an excellent choice for hiding.

It was a pity it didn't rain.

How good it would be if it rained.

Liang Qu missed the plum rain season that hadn't left long ago.

Even though he couldn't see the sunlight, it gave people a sense of security.

Mountain shadows were looming.

The broad-bellied boats dragged water trails on the river, the long oars hitting left and right under the water, almost making no sound.

Several martial artists licked their lower lips, feeling their throats dry, their hands holding weapons a bit weak.

The excitement of wanting to build merit on the building ship seemed to flow out of their bodies along with the water pushed by the oars.

Only at this moment did they realize that great merit was not so easy to take, but there was no turning back, so they could only bite the bullet and move forward.

Dozens of small boats were dispersed according to the pre-arranged formation; the boat Liang Qu was on and two other boats, totaling sixty martial artists, turned into a branch.

Breaking away from the main force, the surroundings became increasingly quiet, so quiet that one could hear the partridge calls on the island.

The wind and waves on the Jianghuai Great Marsh were blocked by the outermost islands; the deeper the ships went, the calmer the water waves inside, and the pitch-black, calm water made people think wildly.

A gray big back approached the water surface, disappeared again before floating out, startling a martial artist who grabbed the clothes of the person next to him and let out a low cry.

"There's something under the water! Silver-horned shark! The silver-horned shark is coming!"

Xiang Fang Su jumped forward and slapped the martial artist hard on the face, the martial artist's half-face full of palm prints.

"Fool, it's our finless porpoise!"

Hearing this, the martial artist lowered his head in shame, even the half-face that wasn't slapped expanded with blood vessels, bright red like blood.

Others laughed lowly at the man's cowardice.

Xiang Fang Su only looked coldly, the crowd restrained their expressions, not daring to laugh again, and the small boat returned to calm.

Liang Qu's fingertips brushed the water surface, perception spreading invisibly, hitting the mountain wall, hitting the fish school.

The finless porpoises swam faster than the ships, acting as scouts underwater to prevent accidents.

Great Shun has water beasts, Great Great Qian has them too.

Unlike Great Shun's cultivation of finless porpoises, Great Great Qian raised silver-horned sharks and golden-horned sharks.

Individuals were more ferocious, one-on-one far stronger than finless porpoises.

It was just that the price of power was that the domestication difficulty was greater, the cost was higher, and as solitary creatures, silver-horned sharks and golden-horned sharks had no instinct for cooperation, and their intelligence was significantly behind finless porpoises, so they could do fewer things.

Great Shun, which inherited the legacy of Great Great Qian, tried for a while, but after discovering better-to-use finless porpoise groups, they immediately abandoned the time-consuming and labor-intensive gold and silver-horned sharks and turned to focus on cultivating finless porpoise groups.

The shark groups cultivated in those years were now only used by the River Patrol Offices in very individual places, retained as breeding seeds.

Great Great Qian was defeated and huddled in the Great Marsh, without the resources to start over, so they could only make do, having them was better than not having them.

After traveling for a period of time, the surrounding terrain changed drastically, the broad-bellied boats crossed the low mountains, and a long island chain like a dragon appeared before everyone's eyes.

Most of the mountain peaks on the island chain had no mountain heads, as if they had been artificially cut off by a section.

Ran Ran Zhongshi raised his hand, and the three broad-bellied boats docked slowly.

The sound of rowing disappeared, and the whole world was completely silent.

Everyone's heart tightened, understanding that the island chain in front of them was the big stronghold of the Ghost Mother Sect.

The River Patrol Office had truly explored the bottom; with such complex terrain, if they didn't have a detailed map, it would be absolutely impossible to enter so smoothly.

Liang Qu sighed in his heart, grabbing the bow handle tighter.

Next was to wait.

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Wait for Xu Xu Yuelong and the others to launch an attack, then they could get closer and land to charge.

Liang Qu felt like one of the four blind men in the blind man touching the elephant.

He didn't know how the whole plan was to be carried out, only knowing what he should do and what he could do.

The soldier's duty was only to obey the general's orders.

If the strength didn't reach Great Martial Artist, one could only be a chess piece in the whole action, becoming a wave in the surging tide.

Not just him, the sixty-plus martial artists on the three ships, including Ran Ran Zhongshi and Xiang Fang Su, were all like this.

Many people's palms couldn't help but sweat, their nerves tightened like bowstrings, getting tighter and tighter.

After about a quarter of an hour, many people's breathing became heavy, and the powerful pressure made them unable to breathe.

Liang Qu keenly perceived that water waves were rising around the ship, not ripples generated by the boat shaking.

It was the island!

The island was shaking!

The trembling feeling of the water waves became stronger and stronger, until the people on the side also began to feel it, one by one subconsciously grabbing the ship's edge.

That strong vibration traveled upward along the bones, and even the human skull began to vibrate, the soul seeming to be shaken and wanting to leave the body.

Liang Qu was like a bubble water shaken hard by someone, involuntarily opening his mouth, spitting out the breath in his lungs.

The iron nails embedded between the wooden boards on the wooden boat followed the vibration, and even retreated slowly from the ship's body!

Almost at the moment the shock reached its peak, on the other side of the island, intense white light shot into the sky, accompanied by two roars, and the pitch-black night curtain instantly brightened!

Visible shock waves collapsed in all directions, clearing the dark clouds.

Wherever it went, the wind began to flow backward, and the wind sound wrapped around the great tide, as if thousands of people were riding fierce horses and whistling past in the sky, making people terrified and wanting to worship!

What kind of movement is this?

Martial Saint Profound Weapon?

Liang Qu's pupils dilated, his breathing heavy.

The scene before him almost reminded him of the duel between the toad and the fierce fire bird.

White waves rose on the black tide.

Xiang Fang Su jumped up suddenly, pulled his blade out of its sheath, and slashed down.

The big waves several *zhang* high were cut in two by Xiang Fang Su, as if suddenly protruding like towering mountains, and suddenly shattered.

He turned his face, raised his blade to the sky, and shouted loudly:

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

That roar seemed to have invisible power, making everyone's blood vessels open, blood flowing between the limbs and bones, scorching like lava.

Between heaven and earth, surging power rampaged on the Great Marsh; Liang Qu followed and roared loudly, jumping onto the island with dozens of martial artists.

From all directions of the entire island chain, dozens of ships broke through the surging water waves and descended suddenly.

River Patrol Office plus Demon-Hunting Division, a full five hundred-plus Galloping Horse martial artists, and over a thousand martial artists landed on the island together.

Countless Ghost Mother Sect members in their sleep hadn't recovered from the trembling, totally unaware of what was about to happen.

Until several screams sounded at the same time, their hair standing on end.

"Enemy attack!"

Xiang Fang Su took the lead, the blade light flashed, and the miserable screams flashed and disappeared.

A Ghost Mother Sect member in a wooden house picked up a long sword and rushed out of the room.

Bang!

A muffled thunder exploded in the air, an arrow feather turned into a silver-gray line of light in the air, instantly piercing the man's chest, leaving a pitch-black blood hole!

He widened his eyes, only seeing that among the martial artists charging and landing, a handsome young man fell to the back, carrying a long-shaped bundle on his back, holding a big bow pulled into a full moon!

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