"Start the sacrifice!"

Seeing that everyone was ready, Situ said with a solemn face.

"No!"

"No!"

Zhou Qing, who was wearing a red military uniform, worked hard with other firehead soldiers to lift up a large food table, on which dozens of steamed buns made of dough and vividly looked like real heads.

"Cast!"

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Facing the surging river, after exchanging glances, the soldiers tacitly threw the steamed buns the size of a human head into the black tide as black as ink.

Strange to say!

At the moment when the steamed bread entered the water, the black that the wind could not blow away and the rain could not wash away, turned out to be like threads, and like earthworms, densely wound around the steamed bread.

The originally black tide has also become a lot clearer because of the steamed buns entering the water. Even the turbulent waves seem to have slowed down a lot.

The speed at which the levee was swallowed up was suddenly greatly reduced.

"It worked!"

Looking at the changes in the black lines on the river, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but light up. His face also showed joy, and he shouted loudly:

"Cast!"

"Throw all the steamed buns in!"

"No!"

"No!"

The others looked at the changes in the river, and their eyes suddenly burned with a flame of hope, and after receiving Situ Xing's instructions, they walked up to the embankment without any hesitation, and threw the steamed buns in their hands and on the food table into the river one by one.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The sound of steamed buns falling into the water became more and more intensive, and more and more black silk as black as ink was wrapped around the steamed buns, slowly sinking to the bottom of the water like stones, and finally disappeared.

The river, which was originally as black as ink and looked extremely terrifying, gradually returned to its original color.

"Keep casting!"

"Can't stop!"

One by one, the steamed buns arced from the air and fell into the river, splashing in clusters.

As the resentment waned, so did the pressure on the dike.

Thanks to the joint efforts of the soldiers and the local villagers, the embankment was gradually strengthened, and in half an hour, the entire dam would be closed, and at that time, the people downstream would no longer have to worry about the threat of flooding.

"It worked!"

"As long as sandbags, fallen logs, etc. are thrown into the river, the embankment will slowly stabilize!"

Watching the river slowly stabilize and the embankment become stronger and stronger, everyone's eyes showed joy, and even their tense bodies obviously felt a lot more relaxed.

But before everyone's clenched hearts were completely relieved, a new situation appeared on the embankment.

The people standing on the embankment only felt a strange tremor suddenly coming from under their feet.

Before they could react.

The embankment, which had already stabilized, suddenly appeared tiny, like the existence of an ant's nest. The turbid water of the river shot out three feet high like a spring.

Moreover, as the water rushed out, the existence of an ant's nest was slowly increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was enough to hold an adult's fist.

"Not good!"

"It's Guan Yong!"

"After a long period of soaking, the embankment looks solid on the outside, but on the inside it has become soft. ”

"Stop!"

"Once you let the pipes connect into a piece ... ”

"The entire embankment will collapse in an instant like waterlogged tofu dregs!"

Muramasa, who had a dark complexion and a face covered with ravines, looked at the hole that kept gushing out of the turbid river, his eyes suddenly contracted, and he shouted loudly with fear on his face.

"Pipe Yong!"

"It's Guan Yong!"

"Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency!"

"You've got to figure it out!"

"There are more than a dozen villages downstream, and if the river is really diverted, the consequences will be really unimaginable!"

Looking at the thinner and thinner embankment, Muramasa, who was wearing sackcloth and his face full of ditches, also looked anxious, and looked at Situ with some pleading.

"Everybody up the dike!"

"With sandbags!"

"Use fallen wood!"

"With the body. Use everything you can use, and be sure to block the pipe gushing!"

Situ Xing looked like a fountain shooting into the air, a river several meters high, his eyes couldn't help but show anxiety, and his voice roared angrily like thunder.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

Although everyone had never seen Guan Yong, they had also heard of his power. Hearing Situ Xing's angry shouting, both Xue Li and Fan Gou'er all re-ascended the embankment.

Don't look at the current pipe gushing is not too big, the smallest place, and it is not even much different from an ant nest.

However, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the anthill!

The pipe gushing the size of an ant's den will soon become the size of a fist, and if it is not disposed of, it is more likely to lead to a burst of the embankment in the end...

"With sandbags!"

"With gravel!"

"Use fallen wood!"

As one order after another was given, the soldiers endured physical and mental exhaustion, and threw sandbags and gravel into the pipes.

Some people jumped directly into the pipe and used their bodies to block the raging water.

However, no matter how hard the soldiers worked, the speed of the pipe surge not only did not slow down, but became faster and faster.

According to this posture, I am afraid that it will not be long before the entire embankment will be completely washed away by the pipes.

"What should I do?"

"What should I do?"

Looking at the dense pipes that kept popping up, like a beehive, Fan Gou'er's eyes were wide open, and he looked helpless and aggrieved.

That's right!

It's just aggrieved!

Fan Gou'er is a congenital martial artist, and he can open the mountain, but when he faces these dense, beehive-like pipes, he has a feeling of being constrained.

In the face of the endless, rising and falling pipes, he had no other way than to watch quietly.

"Your Excellency!"

"The pipe surge is really amazing... ”

"I can't hold it!"

Although Fan Gou'er was unwilling, he had to pin all his hopes on Si Tu.

I hope he will have a flash of inspiration and hold the levee...

But, as he himself knows, that hope is slim.

Guan Yong has already broken out in an all-round way, even if Situ Xing is an innate martial artist with superior combat power, there is nothing he can do about it.

Not to mention, Situ Xing is just an innate martial artist.

Even if he was a martial arts master, what could he do in the face of such a natural disaster?

A punch to split the waves?

Or lift the heavy stones by the river and throw them into the river?

Even if you really do that?

What is fundamentally changing for a that is about to collapse?

However, Situ Xing stood there with empty eyes, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion and couldn't extricate himself at all.

No matter how Fan Gou'er shouted, he didn't make any reaction.

"It's over... ”

"The levee can't be held!"

Looking at the embankment where the river kept coming out and the ground was already muddy, the dark-skinned village was sitting in the muddy river with a look of despair in his eyes, ignoring the dampness on the ground.

The other villagers were even more unbearable, kneeling on the ground with a look of despair and helplessness.

"It's over!"

"Even if the Martial Dao Grandmaster arrives here, he can only be helpless!"

"After all, the strength of a warrior is destruction, not protection... ”

The river was up to Xue Li's ankles, making him feel a biting cold, but it was his heart that was colder than the river.

When the dam bursts, not only will the soldiers be swept away by the flood, but more than a dozen villages and thousands of people downstream will also become the mouths of fish and turtles.

"It's over... ”

"It's really over!"

"Think of a way!"

"Xue Li, you have to think of a way!"

"If you count your ideas the most on weekdays, you'll definitely have a way, won't you?"

Li Ling, whose helmet was covered with dirt and looked a little embarrassed, looked at Xue Li with a look of hope.

"yes!"

"Xue Li, you have been practicing with Yiren since you were a child, and you must know a lot of secret methods!"

"You have a way to deal with the things in front of you!"

When the others heard Li Ling say this, they suddenly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and they couldn't help nodding heavily, with a look of hope.

If it was before, Xue Li would definitely be excited by everyone's attention, but now he could only smile bitterly.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but he really can't do it...

"Hey!"

Looking at Xue Li's bitter and embarrassed smile, everyone's hearts couldn't help but sink to the bottom.

Finished!

It's really over this time!

。。。

Situ Xing stood on top of the embankment, looking at the pipes gushing out like a fountain, his eyes kept flickering, and he had survived six thunderstorms, and his thoughts were as crystal as agate, constantly running at high speed.

With the collision, the flames of wisdom like sparks kept appearing and disappearing in his sea of consciousness.

One thought after another appeared in his mind very suddenly, and he was finally ruthlessly abandoned.

Fast!

Fast!

Fast!

Feeling the tremors of the soles of his feet getting stronger and stronger, Si Tuxing's heart kept secretly screaming.

Fast!

Be sure to be fast!

It is important to come up with a solution before the pipe gushing erupts and the levee is washed away.

One by one, symbols appeared in the eyes of Si Tu.

One by one, the soldiers and the people, completely desperate, completely gave up. Under the leadership of the various officers, the levee was quickly evacuated.

Looking at the abandoned embankment, the dark-skinned Muramasa, his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of anxiety, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but his mouth was nooused a few times, but he didn't make a sound. In the end, a thousand words can only turn into a helpless sigh.

"The levee can't be saved!"

"The people downstream can't be saved!"

"Retreat!"

"The levee is going to collapse!"

Just as most of the soldiers were evacuated, the embankment suddenly trembled, and there was a sound like thunder under the river.

Feeling the shaking of the embankment, whether it was Fan Gou'er, Xue Li and others, their eyes shrank into a straight line.

Muramasa, who had a dark complexion and a face covered with ditches, fell to his knees and buried his head in the dirt with a look of despair.

"It's over... ”

Just when everyone felt desperate, an unusually clear and confident voice suddenly came from the air.

I don't know when, the empty-eyed Situ Punishment regained his vitality.

His face was solemn, and he used his hand as a pen to draw in the air.

Vertical!

Across!

Vertical!

。。。

Each stroke emits a dazzling golden light, and in the end it seems to be a combination.

Finally, a rich and beautifully structured font is formed in the air!

"What is this?"

Fan Gou'er and the others opened their mouths wide, their eyes contracted, and they looked at the fluttering clothes in the air with an unbelievable expression, their mouths pursed, and their faces resolute, like the punishment of the immortals.