Great Li Martial God Chapter 92: Can't Shake Them Off

Hearing this, Zhang He's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously cast an inquiring look at Han iyan.

Han iyan shook her head imperceptibly, then faced Li Musheng and revealed a pure and elegant smile, saying softly, "Young Master, rest assured. This humble woman will do her utmost to lead you out of this water labyrinth."

As she spoke, she bowed slightly, then indicated for Zhang He to propel the wooden boat forward into the mist-shrouded depths of the cavern ahead.

Watching this scene, Li Yuanling didn't find anything amiss. She imdiately also used martial Dao true qi to propel the wooden boat, following behind Han iyan and her companion's boat.

At this mont, Li Musheng suddenly asked, "Sworn sister, do you think that woman ahead is more beautiful, or are you more beautiful?"

Li Yuanling's delicate brows furrowed tightly. After hesitating for a while, she looked at Li Musheng and said, "Can't we both be equally beautiful?"

Hearing this, Li Musheng stroked his chin. His gaze looked toward the backs of Han iyan and Zhang He on the wooden boat ahead, showing a thoughtful expression.

Although Han iyan's charming technique was useless on him, judging from Li Yuanling's performance, to make Li Yuanling, a dignified Great Li princess, give up a woman's competitive spirit and praise a strange woman's appearance, the other party's charming technique was quite impressive.

Moreover, Li Musheng could naturally see that Han iyan's martial Dao cultivation was not weak.

For these two demonic path practitioners to co to Floating Boat City, it was hard to say they didn't have so other purpose. Perhaps they were also coming for that divine treasure that enhanced martial Dao cultivation.

If so, letting them take the lead would save him quite a bit of trouble.

At the sa ti, on the wooden boat ahead, Han iyan and Zhang He were propelling the boat forward while transmitting ssages to each other through true qi threads.

"Why doesn't the Saintess continue to make a move?"

"This Eighth Prince is not simple. My Charming Gaze Smoke Movent has no effect on him, and moreover, there's sothing very wrong with this person."

Han iyan, with her back to Li Musheng's wooden boat, suddenly had an extrely grave expression, "You should have noticed that he appears to have no fluctuations of true qi in his body, nor does he protect his body with martial Dao true qi, yet this surrounding poisonous mist has no effect on him whatsoever."

Zhang He showed a contemplative expression, then nodded, "Perhaps he took an anti-poison pill. However, to remain unmoved under the Saintess's charm is truly unfathomable."

"Furthermore, there must be martial Dao experts nearby protecting them. We indeed cannot act rashly."

However, Han iyan shook her head. Her eyes flickered uncertainly, "You don't understand. The Six Desires Sacred Scripture I cultivate has its own unique characteristics. It can sense so imperceptible dangers in the unseen and give warnings."

"Just now when I faced his gaze, for a brief mont, an indescribable fear inexplicably arose in my heart."

Hearing this, Zhang He's face showed a strange expression. He subconsciously wanted to look back at Li Musheng, but Han iyan stopped him, "Don't look back. I now have a suspicion that there may be no expert protecting those two at all. The real expert has always been this Eighth Prince himself."

As soon as these words ca out, a trace of shock and suspicion imdiately appeared in Zhang He's eyes, "But he's just a prince who wandered among the common people for twenty years, and he's still so young. Could he truly have such powerful martial Dao cultivation?"

Han iyan didn't speak. She just shook her head gravely, "Even if there's only a one-in-ten-thousand possibility, we cannot be careless."

Then, she solemnly instructed, "Find an opportunity to escape from their line of sight later. The purpose of our trip is for the Qilin Blood. We absolutely cannot have such an unknown expert following beside us."

At this mont, Han iyan was already beginning to regret having taken the initiative to approach Li Musheng earlier.

Although she had previously speculated that there was an expert protecting him, relying on her confidence in the "Charming Gaze Smoke Movent," she felt that even under that expert's nose, taking down this Eighth Prince would be no problem.

But what she hadn't expected was that the real expert was very likely Li Musheng himself. This was undoubtedly kicking an iron plate, and it also made her no longer dare to continue trying to turn this Great Li Eighth Prince to defection.

Hearing this, Zhang He's expression changed uncertainly, then he nodded heavily.

Han iyan was clearly not speaking groundlessly. At this mont, a chill inexplicably arose on his back as well.

Next, the two propelled their wooden boat forward silently through the mist.

The underground cavern ahead extended in all directions. Waterways crisscrossed and intersected. The deeper they went, the more there was a chaotic sense of being in a labyrinth.

Han iyan and Zhang He constantly distinguished between the cavern waterways appearing before them, searching for the path leading to the endpoint.

Suddenly, Han iyan's expression moved, and she transmitted to Zhang He, "There's an opportunity ahead. Speed up later and take the waterway to the front left, taking the chance to escape from their line of sight."

At this mont, the water area ahead in the cavern suddenly narrowed, and there happened to be a turn. As long as they suddenly accelerated, they could shake off Li Musheng and his companion in the visual blind spot.

Zhang He nodded imperceptibly.

When their wooden boat passed the turn and briefly disappeared from Li Yuanling's view, they simultaneously released martial Dao true qi with Han iyan, propelling the wooden boat at astonishing speed to cut through the water surface, suddenly disappearing into the mist at the fork ahead.

At the sa ti, Han iyan turned and struck out with two palms. One palm stirred up a gale, disturbing the water surface ripples of another cavern passage, while the other palm smoothed out the traces on the water surface behind them.

Before long, Li Yuanling propelled the wooden boat to the turn.

She looked blankly at the mist ahead. At this mont, Han iyan and her companion's wooden boat were nowhere to be seen.

However, her mind quickly turned, and she imdiately thought of a solution. She hurriedly lowered her head to observe the traces on the water surface.

Just as her eyes brightened and she was about to steer the boat toward one cavern waterway, Li Musheng gently patted her head and pointed to another passage, "Go this way."

Li Yuanling was slightly stunned and was about to speak in refutation, but Li Musheng glanced at her, "My martial Dao cultivation is as high as a dozen floors. You still don't trust ?"

Hearing this, Li Yuanling's mouth moved, but in the end, she didn't say anything more. She just pouted and continued forward according to Li Musheng's instructions.

"How did they catch up?"

Soon, Zhang He, who had thought they had already shaken off Li Musheng and his companion, discovered the wooden boat gradually catching up from behind. His face imdiately showed alarm.

Han iyan glanced imperceptibly behind her. Seeing Li Musheng, who was currently just sitting with his eyes closed in ditation, she hesitated for a mont and transmitted, "Continue trying to shake them off. No matter what, we cannot let them keep following."

Hearing this, Zhang He nodded.

For the rest of the journey, whenever they found an opportunity, the two would go all out trying to shake off Li Musheng and his companion following behind.

However, every ti they thought they could succeed, the other party would always leisurely catch up, like a persistent plaster that couldn't be shaken off no matter what!