The blood-stained waters of the lake are in stark contrast to the outermost layer of turquoise water.

This is the first time Zhou Fan has come over after being hit by the eye curse, he looked at the strange blood corpse coffin, as long as the blood corpse coffin can be solved, his eye curse can be eliminated, he looked at Yan Hui.

Can this Anton envoy of the Tianliang Li Yi Luan Division deal with this bloody corpse?

Yan Hui said lazily: "It's really a black resentment blood corpse coffin, or a silent period, so don't worry." ”

Yan Hui tied the ice blue wine gourd to his right waist, he glanced at Zhou Fan and said with a smile: "You will be careful later, if you really can't do it, then quickly retreat to the village." ”

After saying this, Yan Huilai had already jumped up and stepped on the surface of the lake, he actually didn't step on the log left last time, just stepped on the water, like an arrow from the string, and a few ups and downs came to the bloody coffin.

In terms of light skills alone, he is a few levels higher than Huang Fu Master.

Until he arrived at the bloody coffin, Yan Huilai stepped on the water with his feet as if he were stepping on the ground, such a light skill really surprised Zhou Fan.

Yan Huilai's face was indifferent, and he slapped it towards the bloody corpse coffin with one palm.

With a bang, a burst of cold air emanated from Yan's returning palm, and a layer of blue frost instantly rose on the blood-colored coffin surface.

The bloody coffin was threatened, and a piercing sound of night owls sounded from inside it, and the blood shadow flew out of the coffin and rushed towards Yan's return.

"Get out!" Yan Hui let out a loud shout at the rushing blood shadow, the shout was like thunder, and the water of Xiaoqiu Lake rippled layer by layer, and Zhou Fan, who was standing in the distance, also felt that his eardrum hurt.

And the bloody shadow of the frontal cheer was dispersed by a drink, and a pool of blood spilled on the ground.

When Yan returned, he slapped two palms on the coffin in a row, and the bloody coffin instantly became a large ice block, and the blood was condensed by the frost.

"Break!" Yan Hui's eyes froze, and he slapped it with another palm.

There was a loud bang, and the bloody coffin suddenly shattered into several pieces.

A human corpse sprang out of the broken coffin, its whole body was swollen with white corpse clothes, blood blisters appeared on its face, and it made a strange crying sound, and it frantically pounced on Yan Hui.

Because it has been forced to wake up, it has not survived the period of silence, it is finished, and it wants to kill this human who has done bad things to vent its anger.

Yan returned and greeted him without fear.

Zhou Fan was afraid of being implicated, he took a few steps back vigilantly, and at the same time stared at the bloody corpse, if he let the bloody corpse escape, then he could only spend his life to ask for help from the fog.

Every collision between a man and a corpse caused a circle of lake water to rise into the sky and explode, and the water droplets scattered and fell, and the lake seemed to be pouring rain.

The hand-to-hand movements of one person and one corpse became faster and faster, and the figures became blurred, and there was a constant roar.

In Zhou Fan's eyes, he could only see two blurred shadows of different colors fighting in the scattered lake water, his face became solemn, and the strength of this person and corpse was far beyond his imagination.

Zhou Fan pulled out a straight knife, he pasted two small flame talismans on the knife, if Yan returned and lost, then he had to make a decision, whether to flee quickly or see the opportunity to go up and give the bloody corpse a knife.

Just when Zhou Fan was thinking like this, Yan Hui shouted loudly from the lake, his palm was blue and white, and he slapped dozens of palms in a row, and the water droplets in the sky condensed into ice beads and splattered towards the blood corpse.

Bang bang bang!

The bloody corpse was pierced by countless ice droplets, and the body directly became a sieve full of blood holes, and countless blood spurted out.

The bloody corpses fell towards the surface of the lake, and the water of the lake also fell on the surface of the lake.

Zhou Fan showed a look of surprise on his face, is it over?

Zhou Fan hurriedly looked at the back of his hand, the blood coffin curse mark on the back of his hand was slowly dissipating, obviously the blood corpse was dead.

Yan Huilai's face was indifferent, he took out a talisman from his body, threw it at the blood corpse, and the blood corpse floating on the surface of the lake snorted and burned, emitting bursts of black smoke.

Yan returned a few more steps and returned to the shore, his face was still pale, and his breath was as calm as an abyss, as if the battle just now had no effect on him.

Yan Gui glanced at the lake, and there were still a few broken red coffins in the distance, immersed in bright red blood water, and he advised: "After you go back, let people not drink the water in the lake for a month, and there will be no problem after a month." ”

Zhou Fan wrote down these words, he was thinking in his heart that Yan's strength was not many times higher than him, if such a person wanted to kill him, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape.

Yan Gui looked at Zhou Fan, who was slightly silent, he thought that Zhou Fan had a doubt, and said with a smile: "I'm not the kind of person who is difficult to speak, just ask if you want to ask?"

Zhou Fan thought for a while and said, "Lord Yan, when you fought with that bloody corpse just now, you didn't use the talisman, what kind of martial art is that?"

Zhou Fan remembered the Yanyang Qi he had gotten, but Yan Hui waved his palm and was cold, and even the bloody corpse was invincible, which was completely different from the Yanyang Qi, so Zhou Fan was a little curious.

Yan Huilai smiled and pointed to the ice blue gourd on his waist and said: "This is not a martial art, but ice cicada wine, I drink the ice cicada wine, which can melt the cold into the true yuan, and then fight it out, this ice cicada cold qi plays the role of a talisman on the strange, but not everyone can drink it, you can't drink it now, otherwise it will be cold into the bone marrow, and it will be a harm to you." ”

"Ice cicada wine?" Zhou Fan's face showed surprise, he didn't expect that wine could also deal with weirdness.

Yan Hui nodded again and said: "There are brewing masters in the world, and the wine they make has all kinds of miraculous effects, some are for weirdness and also have cultivation purposes, and the winemaker is the same as the talisman master, and the status is equal, but the application of wine is still not as extensive as that of the talisman." ”

Yan Gui said and untied the vermilion gourd on his waist and threw it to Zhou Fan, "This is for you." ”

Zhou Fan hurriedly took the vermilion wine gourd, and before he could ask, he listened to Yan Hui and explain: "This gourd contains exploding wine in it, and drinking it can make a martial artist with high strength like an explosive martial artist to explode instantly, but it can only reach seventy percent of the power of the initial stage of the explosion." ”

"Remember, with your strength, you can only take one sip at a time, otherwise you can easily hurt yourself. ”

Zhou Fan had a look of hesitation on his face, this exploding wine seemed to be very good, but it was useless, and he just wanted to refuse.

Yan Huilai laughed and said: "You don't have to feel embarrassed, this wine is of no use to me, just drink it on the way to satisfy your cravings, it is just right for you, just when we meet you." ”

"I won't go back to Sanqiu Village, you tell them. Yan Huilai had already turned around and left, "If you can get a place in your village to study in Tianliangli, then we will see you on the Laba Festival." ”

"Thank you, Lord Yan. Zhou Fan shouted at the back of Yan's return, no matter what, Yan's return was indeed for him to kill the black resentment blood coffin, and gave him a gourd to burst the Portuguese wine, this favor is owed.

Yan Hui just didn't look back and stretched out his hand and shook it, the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, his strength was superb, he had already seen that Zhou Fan was full of blood, and the foundation of the high section of strength was very solid, and he could step into the high stage of strength in such a short time, and there was no vanity, but his strength was very strong.

In this kind of almost closed village, Yan Guilai doesn't think that the boy can have any adventures, and the more likely reason is that the boy is extremely talented, if such a person does not die, his future achievements are probably limitless, and a pot of popping wine is nothing.