Volume 1 Chapter 75: Water Battle, Attacking the Vital Points!

  The killer's endurance of pain is unimaginable, and in the case of a completely shattered kneecap, he can still pursue with a straight face and without breaking a sweat, his speed not slowing down in the slightest, leaving people astonished.

  Zhuo Yi's heart was tightly strung, his back drenched with sweat, as he darted frantically through the forest like a monkey. At first, he still paid attention to distance and direction, but eventually, he had no time to think about these things. His entire body was crisscrossed with knife wounds, and in some places, even the deadly Phoenix's sharp claws had torn off chunks of flesh, exposing them to the air, causing unbearable pain.

  At this time, a surge of momentum came from the left side, causing Zhuo Yifan's face to change suddenly.

  "Water!" His spirit was highly concentrated, releasing his meditation power and recalling the distant scene into his mind. In just a few seconds, he indeed discovered a large river not far away, with several dwarves drinking water by the riverbank.

  Underwater movements are inconvenient and can absolutely weaken Red Shadow's various speeds.

  Zhuo Yifan's line of sight suddenly opened up, as if he had discovered a new continent. He didn't even notice the wounds all over his body and with a "splash" sound, he jumped into the water. The rapid current of the river instantly swept Zhuo Yifan's body away from its original place, and the splashing water droplets fell down like pearls.

  He dove into the water and found that the red shadow did not immediately follow, using the turtle's breath-holding method to hold his breath for a moment, he swam towards the depths of the river and stabilized his position.

  Before long, a figure in red robes with an aura of killing intent appeared by the river.

  "Damn it, he's hiding underwater!" Although the Phoenix was formidable, she knew that once she went underwater, her speed advantage would disappear. Moreover, with her injured knee, entering the water would be disadvantageous for her.

  She knew that Zhuo Yifan was hiding underwater, and she couldn't help but get extremely angry. The anger in her heart suddenly surged up, and the flying darts in her hand transformed into an iron fan, bursting out with a force much swifter than arrows. On the water's surface, it created waves of water pillars, and several poor dwarf spirits by the riverbank were caught in the attack and died unjustly.

  Zhuo Yifan released his meditation power and saw the "Life-Stealing Phoenix" facing the river, releasing wave after wave of flying darts that shot towards the water like a thousand arrows. Zhuo Yifan, who had just caught his breath, cursed in his heart, his anger also simmering in his heart. He had a deep-seated disgust for Hongying's relentless pursuit and killing attitude.

  "You stinky little brat! Don't let me catch you!"

  Under the mask, a hoarse and aged voice suddenly rang out, and in the blink of an eye, another round of flying darts arrayed.

  Phoenix snatched the life, touched the waist of the hidden weapon bag, which was already empty, and stopped attacking. He limped to the shore, endured the pain in his knee, and leaned against a water stone.

  She swallowed a Blood Restoration Pill to repair her skeletal system and stop the pain, then quickly took out a roll of red cloth strips to tightly bind her left knee.

  "Damn it? Is this guy going to wait until I come out?" Using his mental power, he saw the red shadow leaning against a tree on the shore, quietly nursing its wounds with an air of calmness. Zhuo Yifan almost cursed out loud. Now that the sky was already darkening, leaving the river didn't seem like a wise decision, but once he went out, he would inevitably be chased and killed by the red shadow. Moreover, the red shadow's mental power had already covered the surface of the river, and if he made any slight movement to swim out from the bottom of the river, he would be detected.

  Patience is a compulsory course for assassins. A good assassin with patience can hide in one place and observe the target's movements, sometimes for several days or even months. It can be said that whether it's patience, speed, or overall strength, all are inferior to the Phoenix of Death, which is almost invincible.

  About two hours had passed and the sky was completely dark. Fortunately, there were not many aquatic beasts in the Blood Prison, so Zhuo Yifan, who was hiding in the depths of the Great River, was temporarily safe.

  Hongying took out a small, yellow pill from the small bag she carried with her and swallowed it. Instantly, she became spirited and refreshed. This was a Moon Spirit Pill that combined dozens of precious medicinal herbs from the Blood Hell. It could rapidly alleviate hunger, restore spirit, accelerate cell division, and had an extraordinary effect on healing internal and external injuries.

  Moon Spirit Pill, generally only three are allocated to each Red Shadow, all of which are issued by the higher-ups at fixed times and in fixed quantities. And one pill is enough to cover ten days' worth of food. Its effect is dozens of times better than that of the Gathering Spirit Pill.

  This Moon Spirit Pill might be able to help Zhuo Yifan break through the shackles of his innate middle period if he were to take it.

  Zhuo Yifan was constantly holding his breath underwater and didn't dare to easily use his spiritual power to enter the spiritual world. It was like a fish swimming, colliding with Hongying's spiritual power, looking at each other through the images in their minds, feeling very strange.

  The sky was already dark enough, and the water below was pitch black, making it seem as if Zhuo Yifan had vanished. This made the Phoenix of Death even more attentive to Zhuo Yifan's movements, keeping her mental energy locked onto him, watching his every move.

  However, black is the best cover for Zhuo Yifan.

  Everything in darkness will be exposed under the evil eye.

  He secretly devised a plan, and slowly floated up to the surface of the water with a boulder the size of a human head from the riverbed. At this time, the red shadow's eyes opened wide, thinking it was a person's head, and flew over at the fastest speed, slashing down at the black shadow on the water's surface with a bloody scythe.

  Boom! A loud noise like the sound of a stone cracking open was heard.

  "Rock? No good!"

  Phoenix's life was startled, knowing that she had fallen into Zhuo Yifan's way, and there was no time to react. A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the water surface, fiercely grasping her legs and pulling her into the water. Phoenix, who had lost her balance in an instant, plunged headfirst into the water with a terrified face.

  "Wow! Wow!......"

  The Phoenix of Death, as soon as it entered the water, turned into a drowned chicken, flailing its scythe in distress, and was choked by a mouthful of water, feeling suffocated.

  The dark river bottom always leaves people with infinite reverie, she has no idea what will happen to her, she opens her eyes wide in the water, but can't see anything, only feeling that all around is filled with danger, suddenly making her lose her composure.

  Zhuo Yifan sneered to himself, continuing to utilize his night vision ability's advantage. He quietly wrapped a type of aquatic vine from the river around the Deadly Phoenix's legs in three circles on the inside and three circles on the outside. Finally, he pulled it tight!

  Terrible!

  Phoenix's life was startled, and she found that her feet were tied up. In a panic, she picked up the sickle and hacked at the water rattan. Underwater, her movements were extremely slow, and Zhuo Yifan took advantage of this to grab the sickle and the two daggers on her body.

  Want to run? Hehe, in this dark water, I can see more clearly than anyone else!

  At the moment when Duoming Feng was struggling, Zhuo Yifan sneered coldly in his heart, and a dangerous light flashed at the corner of his mouth. He clenched his iron fist and punched it into Duoming Feng's abdomen, but Duoming Feng had apparently been prepared for this and counterattacked, making Zhuo Yifan feel some pain. Before she could even rejoice, she heard Zhuo Yifan whispering in her ear with a muffled voice: "Heh heh, aren't you going to castrate me? I'd like to see who's going to castrate whom..."

  She heard this and struggled even harder, but before she knew it, a pair of hands were also bound by the water vines layer by layer. Before she could break free, a nimble hand like a water snake had quietly slipped into the mysterious garden, and the Phoenix of Death was as if electrified, her face flushing bright red.

  Zhuo Yi Fan's hand grasped the sickle, while his other hand reached deep into the red robe. He had intended to cut off that crucial part with one swift motion, but instead found his fingertips touching a patch of fragrant grass, causing him to tremble all over in surprise.

  "My god! It's actually a woman..."