On one side, the Heir of the Yun Family and Black-and-White Eyebrows were locked in fierce combat. On the other, eight cloaked figures had gathered around Princess Yinqiu and were flying northwest.
Black-and-White Eyebrows gave a quiet snort. His figure suddenly swept outward, and with a wave of his hand, two walls of water surged up from the calm surface, closing in on the group from both front and rear.
"Princess, withdraw! We'll hold the formation!"
The leading black-robed figure shouted in a low voice. An embroidered flying eagle spread across his chest.
As soon as the shout rang out, the eight figures each gripped a formation stone. A red glow appeared at once, forming a protective formation in front of Princess Yinqiu.
Swords of water rose through the sky again. In the blink of an eye, the red-glowing formation was tottering under their assault, on the verge of collapse.
At the moment the water swords struck, Princess Yinqiu had only escaped a few hundred zhang. Two water swords reached her almost simultaneously. Strangely, they did not pierce her. Instead, they turned into a net of water that wrapped around her and flung her toward the dragon boat speeding in from the horizon.
"How dare you!"
The Heir of the Yun Family shouted in a low voice. A line of fire appeared out of thin air and instantly burned through the water net.
Black-and-White Eyebrows laughed coldly. "Well, well, Young Master Yun. What a ruthless scheme!" As he spoke, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Those two consecutive, explosive attacks had greatly depleted his true essence.
But as soon as the words left his mouth, a net of water suddenly rose beneath his feet and silently dropped over him.
Black-and-White Eyebrows' brows twitched. His figure swelled abruptly as he