"It's coming!"

Li let out a low roar, lowered his body, and accelerated violently against the rain.

The oncoming water droplets became powerful and heavy, and with the howling sea breeze, Xia Fan almost couldn't open his eyes.

The black mist and thin branches fell behind Li in unison, splashing clusters of three or four meters high water columns!

After dodging this round of blows, Li immediately slowed down and reverted to his previous fast run—the evil that was projected from high in the sky obviously did not have the ability to track, and the fast and slow running speed could easily prevent the demon from grasping the optimal attack distance.

But once the projection is complete, these charms, which are not subject to firelight, will become even more formidable enemies.

Xia Fan saw that there seemed to be a forest of figures standing up in the darkness.

"Jump!" he shouted.

Li rose in response.

At the moment when the fox demon's limbs left the ground, Xia Fan threw a copper wire pendant backwards. A thick burst of electricity burst from his fingertips, reaching the ground where the shadow stood.

At this time, the yard was full of puddles.

The electricity instantly spread along the uneven stone slabs, and although most of the energy was channelled directly into the ground, the spilled electricity was enough to cause the charm to collapse.

Their extremely high speed makes it easier to close their prey, but they are also more likely to gather into a clump and be carried away by a streamer.

Li crossed a puddle and circled behind the clock tower.

Naturally, the demon didn't care if there was an obstacle in front of the target, and the new round of long-range strikes covered the entire clock tower.

The wooden tower could not withstand such a fierce attack, and after being struck by the evil spirits in turn, it broke in two in the middle, and the huge bronze bell fell into the yard with the collapse of the upper part of the building.

"It's now!" Xia Fan said with a burst of energy.

Li turned his head and picked up the bronze bell, turned his head and ran to the warehouse next to the yard.

......

"Young Master, they're coming this way. Chichi wiped the rain from his forehead and reported the probe.

"Then do you know what you're going to do next?" Fang Xiandao asked.

"Hmm......" Chichi showed a pensive expression.

"You won't forget!"

The little girl stretched out her hands and tightened the talisman that was completely soaked, "No, Chichi remembered, Chichi wants to use all his qi to build a big ice sculpture." ”

"It's good if you remember," Fang Xiandao breathed a sigh of relief. Those two talismans were used to strengthen the memories of the living dead, and they seemed to be attached to the inside of the hat, but they were actually inserted into the head. Although the Fang family had the foresight to choose a moisture-resistant and dirt-resistant silk cloth to make the talisman, the rain falling so heavily would still have a certain impact on the living dead. "Wait......" But it didn't take long for him to loosen his breath before he noticed that something was wrong, "That's what Xia Fan told you?"

Build an ice sculpture – that's a bit weird!

Does that have anything to do with exorcism?

"Young Master, can't you guess what he's going to do?" asked Qianzhi.

"How come!" Fang Xiandao hurriedly changed his words, "I'm just afraid that you're missing something." ”

"Oh. The little girl continued to look towards the yard.

He rubbed his slightly swollen forehead, in addition to Qianzhi, Xia Fan also asked him to do a favor, that is, to ensure that the salt in the warehouse mixed into the surrounding water. According to the other party, this yard is mainly built for inland river terminals, and as a bulk commodity in Yancheng, a lot of salt to be transported to ships is stored in the warehouse next to the yard. In addition to creating illusions, Kanshu also has the effect of attracting water, and it should not be difficult for others to do this because they are people who belong to Kan.

However, the fact is that he didn't even use the magic technique, and he had already achieved the effect Xia Fan wanted - as early as the first wave of attacks after An Youlang turned into a demon, he smashed the houses on the side of the yard, including this warehouse. A large amount of rainwater trickled down the collapsed roof into the house, washing the stacks of salt into pieces.

It's just that Fang Xiandao still didn't understand what was the use of Xia Fan asking for this salt water.

Even he couldn't figure it out, let alone Qianzhi?

But no matter what, Xia Fan is not far from them, no matter what calculation the other party has in his heart, he will know the answer immediately!

"Chichi, do it!"

More than ten zhang away, Xia Fan shouted.

His voice was almost inaudible in the pouring rain, but when Li yelled and repeated the phrase, the little girl immediately took action.

She didn't know why the other party had made such a strange request for the shape of the ice sculpture, and she didn't want to delve into it—Qianzhi only knew two things: one was that it would help the young master, and the other was that she was good at it.

"Super Icing ———————— Technique!"

As she tilted the qi out of her body, a double-tracked bridge of ice rose from the ground and stretched towards the sky!

In addition to the shape, Xia Fan only made three requests.

The smoother, the better!

The sturdier the better!

And – the longer, the better!

By the time Li arrived at the warehouse, the "ice sculpture" had grown nearly ten zhang, and the condensing ice crystals behind it were still pushing it to a higher position.

From a distance, it looks like a crescent moon rising from the ground, with pillars standing underneath, and its upturned end is pointing at the demon in mid-air!

Step, step, step!

Li did not slow down at all, turned a small corner, jumped over the heads of the two, and sent the bronze bell to the starting point of the ice bridge with a tooth.

After Xia Fan jumped off, she continued to run towards the other side of the yard, focusing the demon's attention on herself.

"Chichi's ...... It's running out. The little girl's voice became weak.

"It's hard work, it's enough. Xia Fan put his hand on the end of the ice track, "Come and complete the last step you are good at-"

Chichi stretched out his hand to the bell, "Knot...... Ice!"

An icicle burst out of the ground and slammed into the end of the bell. With a crisp hum, the bronze bell that had gained initial velocity suddenly slid forward along the track - the final piece of the puzzle of the entire blocking plan. Almost at the same time, Xia Fan launched the Shock Technique.

It's also the best technique, and it's the same to exert all your strength.

But he always felt that something was missing.

That's right—this technique lacks a unique name.

After many improvements and performances, it has become a brand-new spell, which is forged by Xia Fan with his own understanding and perception, and should be engraved with his personal mark.

"Earthquake Returns—Caliber is Justice!"

The surging qi responded to his thoughts.

In an instant, a steady and surging current passed through the bronze bell along the ice track, pushing it out like an invisible raised hand!

The high temperature brought by the electric current makes the clock wall red, like a new star rising from the ground!

This huge heat also caused the ice track to vaporize rapidly, but the large amount of steam blocked the further diffusion of heat, which made the track stand for a short time.

Even though the ice can't withstand the heat, the warhead is always one step faster than it melts - there is no doubt that this ice track is a one-off creation, and in Xia Fan's plan, it only needs to be effective once!

The rough bell body, heavy weight, and untidy shape all doomed it to be difficult to be accelerated to more than several times the speed of sound like a special projectile, and even Xia Fan could capture its trajectory all the way up with the naked eye. But the target it has to face is not some impregnable wall.

In the midst of the seismic turmoil, the bronze bell took several seconds to climb the entire ice track from slow to fast, dragging clouds of churning steam, splitting through the dense rain curtain, and plunging headlong into the demon's body.