The moon hung high in the sky, quietly watching people mix and fight, listening to the sound of the wind and the screams and roars of the people.

Xuan Yifan knocked down seven people with a spear, and just when the eighth person was also knocked down, a person appeared in front of him, with a judge's pen in his hand, the barrel of which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, the tip of the pen was shining silver, and the tip of the pen was dyed a little red.

Xuan Yifan blurted out: "Ghost Yan!"

Yan Ghost smiled and said, "It seems that I am very famous, even outsiders know me, so I can make you suffer less."

The cold light flashed and jumped, and a pair of judges' pens counted the points, one on the left and one on the right.

The judge's pen had already stabbed four times in an instant, and wrote a stroke on Xuan Yifan's throat, shoulder, chest, and waist at the same time. These four links are like a pen turning into a four-stroke pen.

In an instant, Xuan Yifan had already made four movements, and his movements were accurate, fast, and effective to dodge these four blows.

Yan Ghost stopped laughing, the judge pen in his hand was about to hit out again, his elbow hurt, and a long spear that was wrapped around the head of the gun was pointed at the patio point on his arm, and then one of his arms was sore, and he could barely hold the pen.

Yan's grimace sank, he didn't expect the marksmanship of the person in front of him to be so accurate and fast.

Not only must the hand be accurate, but also the eye accurate, but also fast, the hand is fast, but also ruthless, can knock the opponent down with one blow, and never use the second blow. Otherwise, how can you get yourself out of trouble in a time when there are many enemies.

——What Grandpa Yang Yu said came to Xuan Yifan's mind.

Suddenly, I saw a faint silver light passing in front of my eyes, and I instinctively tilted my head, and then I felt a stinging pain in my cheeks, and I also tasted a scarlet and salty taste in my mouth.

Yan Ghost looked at Xuan Yifan, who was a little surprised, and said, "My hair is made of one thousand and two iron wires."

Then a vicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "This wire is also quenched, and now you can only let me slaughter it."

Xuan Yifan's face was gloomy, he already felt that there was a cold qi in his body that began to spread and chill in his body, and it was cold into the blood, out of the instinct of survival, the Burning Sun Exercise was running at the maximum horsepower, and the true qi in his body was surging against this cold.

All this gave Xuan Yifan a breathing time. Now, Xuan Yifan wants to use this time to get a glimmer of life.

Yan Ghost looked at Xuan Yifan's gloomy face and those sharp eyes, and suddenly there was fear in his heart, he shouted, and the judge pen in his hand waved, as if writing on paper, to write a word on Xuan Yifan's body.

A dragon and tiger sounded!

A pitch-black phantom came through the air, hitting his heart directly, only to hear a bang, Yan Ghost's true qi collapsed, his angina pectoris, his face was distorted, his hands were covered in his heart, the judge's pen in his hand had fallen, and when he was about to fall, a cold hand choked his throat.

Xuan Yifan shivered and said, "Give me the solution, the antidote."

Yan Ghost sneered with sweat and didn't speak.

Xuan Yifan pinched hard, Yan Ghost immediately stared at him, his face turned red, and his mouth made a "ho, ho" sound, both hands wanted to use the dismantling to break his hand, and his two legs kept kicking, but Xuan Yifan's shot just now made him powerless to resist.

Yan Ghost felt that everything in front of him had become blurred, and the shadow of death had crept into his eyes, and he couldn't help but scream, "Ho-ho...... In the ...... of clothes in the right pocket! ”

Xuan Yifan himself was not comfortable, the shadow of death had already shrouded most of it, when he heard Yan Ghost's words, he didn't have time to think about it, he used another cold hand to touch out the small porcelain bottle in his right pocket, and with a pinch, the countless fragments of the porcelain bottle scratched more than a dozen scars on Xuan Yifan's left palm, spread out his palm, and the cold blood immediately flowed out.

Xuan Yifan didn't feel anything, when he saw the blood-pasted pill in his palm, he immediately put his mouth over, sucked hard, swallowed, and he was no longer powerless, and he fell down at once.

Yan Ghost fell to the side, panting as if he was pulling the bellows.

At this time, someone dared to come forward to help, and the people on both sides tore and dragged people to a safe place, and the people on both sides took each other's weapons.

Xuan Yifan was leaning on a stump of a young branch, and Xuan Yifan quietly felt the cold in his body fade and the five senses returned. Let Xuan Yifan start to think about some questions.

- Actually, as long as the water is divided equally, there is no need to fight for the water.

- We are desperate for this water, is water more important than our own lives?

The stinging pain in the palm of his hand made Xuan Yifan stop thinking, his eyes couldn't help but look at the beating crowd, he saw Wang Xuantong with a mandarin duck double knife, blocking a fist and a kick of the two, he also saw Li Shuiqing and the other two people who made the long whip fight, only to see, the sword light flew to take a photo, and the iron whip flashed in a row.

Just listen to the tinkling and sparkling.

He also saw Grandpa Yang, Village Chief Hu and two people attacking one person together, Grandpa Yang's ebony spear in his hand was like a buttocks and fingers, but it was rigid and soft, blocking, taking, and piercing the three-in-one like a black snake swinging, and every gun and style carried a chilling wind. Apparently with all his might.

Hu Mintian jumped up, struck down in the air, kicked his legs in the air in a row, and more than a dozen afterimages hit him directly.

One person on the left and one on the left, both palms pushed out, just listening to the sound of the turbulent waves, they knew the power of this palm, but it was a pity that their opponents were stronger.

This person faced the offensive in front of him, left and right, and on the four directions, and he was in danger, tossing and turning in the spear strangulation, only to see him with a palm on the left and right, and the palm was pitch black, and the two people immediately closed their palms to dodge.

At this moment, two turquoise needles flew out of this person's palm, right on the crotch of Hu Mintian's pants, Hu Mintian's face immediately changed, he didn't want to be a birdless person, his body suddenly rose up, and his legs curled up in a backflip to avoid the turquoise needle.

With a "hiss", the spear had shredded the sleeves of his shirt, and the sleeves had become strips of cloth, and the man held the strip in his hand, flicked it, and wrapped it, and the strip was attached to the spear.

Yang Yu immediately felt that there seemed to be a strange force driving the spear in the long strip, he couldn't stop, he shouted loudly, a shot was slashed, and the wind was sharp and piercing like a hundred birds screaming.

In the face of this shot, this man shook with both hands holding the long strip, and suddenly pulled hard.

Suddenly, there was a "click", and the screaming stopped, and his spear had broken in two.

Xuan Yifan didn't need to look anymore to know that it would take a while to get results, his eyes looked around, and suddenly his gaze condensed on a person - this person was Yang Huanxi.

- Why is Yang Huanxi here?

Xuan Yifan didn't think about it anymore, he saw Yang Huanxi's hair was messy like a messy grass, and the clothes on his body were torn apart, revealing wheat-colored skin.

Who did this?

He saw this person, dressed in a lilac shirt like a puff of purple smoke wrapping around Yang Huanxi. Xuan Yifan's heart swelled with flames, and the flames of anger rushed to his brain.

Yan Chen looked at Yang Huanxi, whose face had gradually revealed a frightened and frightened expression, and felt happy in his heart, his person was already within three steps of Yang Huanxi, Yang Huanxi's spear could not fight back, but his hand could keep swinging and striking out.

The clothes were torn again.

Yang Huanxi stubbornly did not let the tears in her eyes flow, her hand holding the spear was trembling, but she must not shed tears, she must not let go, because she is Yang Yu's granddaughter.

She can die, but she can't be insulted!

But she couldn't support it anymore, and suddenly she saw Xuan Yifan rushing straight with the judge, aiming the pen at Yan Chen, and then saw a drizzle of cold light shooting directly on Yan Chen's back.

"Woohoo!"

Yan Chen heard this series of sudden wind sounds, turned around in shock, and at the same time as his body swept back, his sleeves danced out of a barrier, and the wind from the sleeves danced "whirring" straight out, until he stopped waving his sleeves, the wind stopped.

Yan Chen glanced at the dense small holes in his sleeve, raised his head to look at this person, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Xuan Yifan took the spear in Yang Huanxi's hand and said coldly: "The person who wants your life!" After saying these four words, his people had already jumped up, and the spear moved with the people, like a rising dragon, swooping down, turning into a fierce tiger and descending directly at Yan Chen.

Yan Chen smiled, his smile was cold and cruel, and at the moment he laughed, his person had already leaped up, but Xuan Yifan had already fallen, and a shot stabbed at the place where Yan Chen was standing just now.

Yan Chen was already spinning in the air, his feet facing up, his head down, and his hands were turquoise, hitting the top of Xuan Yifan's head.

At this moment, Xuan Yifan's spear suddenly provoked, carrying more than a dozen pieces of soil of different sizes, and at this time, the pieces of soil became like charcoal blocks after the Burning Yang True Qi, and these dozen pieces of charcoal were rushed towards Yan Chen along with the spear.

Yan Chen was startled, and wanted to roll back, the true qi gushed out to protect his whole body, his body just moved, his face became very painful, his body was stunned, the true qi stagnated, the hot fragments broke the true qi shield, hit him in the face, in the chest, and then stabbed him in the abdomen.

Yan Chen let out a terrible cry of pain, and a green palm qi struck out with the cry of pain. hit Xuan Yifan's shoulder, and then fell to the ground with a "horn", Xuan Yifan staggered and fell to the ground, and when he fell, his face turned turquoise.

In a daze, he felt that his mouth was pried open, and he heard Yang Huanxi's anxious voice ringing in his ears: "Quick! Eat it! ”

Xuan Yifan finally opened his eyes and regained his conscious consciousness, and when he saw Yang Huanxi bandaging Yan Chen's wounds, he asked with some surprise: "You...... How do you bandage his wounds? ”

Yan Chen was also looking at her, his eyes were full of doubts and emotion, he didn't understand why this girl, who was still being hurt by him just now, would bandage him?

Yang Huanxi's hand kept moving: "Because I'm a doctor, and besides, he won't live long,"

Xuan Yifan doesn't understand.

Yang Huanxi explained: "His muscles are almost rotten to death, and there is still a toxin lurking in his body, and if he is not treated, it will be two years at most."

"I see." Yan Chen said coldly: "You just want me to live a little longer and suffer a little more, right doctor!"

Yang Huanxi retorted: "No! I admit that I have selfish intentions, because I don't want our village to starve to death, so I want to use you as a hostage to blackmail your father to open a dam to distribute water. ”

"Whether this thing works out or not, I will save you."

Her eyes were open and clear, she looked at Yan Chen with these open and clear eyes, but Yan Chen closed his eyes and said with a wry smile: "This matter will not succeed."

Yang Huanxi said, "Aren't you his son?"

Yan Chen said: "I'm just a mad dog he raised."

At this moment, there was a big "bang", followed by a "boom" sound like a boulder rolling down, and someone was shouting: "Run!" The dam was blown up and the water came down! Hurry up ......"

The water roared and ran, devouring people and voices.

Listening to the surging sound of the water and looking at the people struggling and screaming in the water, Hu Mintian, He Lao, and He Ming's faces were blue and red, their bodies kept clapping, and their hands clenched into fists "gurgling".

Yan Zhenjun was lying on the stone pile gasping and listening to the intermittent cries of people in the waves, and suddenly laughed, his voice was hoarse but full of pleasure: "Haha, what's the matter with you, why don't you go with Yang Yu to save people?" It seems that you don't care about human life as much as I do. ”

He Ming trembled his lips, his muscles twitched, he opened his mouth and roared, striding towards the people in the water, He Lao was lying on his back, like a wilted old dog following behind.

Hu Mintian turned around, came to Yan Zhenjun in a few big steps, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, spitting on his face and scolding: "You damn beast! We just want water, but you're ...... Actually...... You're not a fucking person! ”

Yan Zhenjun made a very innocent expression and shouted: "Hey, I'm not giving you water now, how can you blame me?"

Hu Mintian grabbed Yan Zhenjun's collar with one hand, and before the other hand could be punched, he was held by one hand—a cold, pale hand with clearly visible muscles and bones.

Hu Mintian froze.

Yan Zhenjun said lightly: "Do you still want to beat me now?"

Hu Mintian did not speak.

Yan Zhenjun smiled and said, "Since you don't want to hit me, then roll like a ball to save your people!" Yan Zhenjun let go of Hu Mintian's hand.

Hu Mintian let go of his hand hatefully, left a sentence, you wait for me, turned his head and ran towards the rushing water.

Yan Zhenjun looked at Hu Mintian, who was gradually disappearing, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground again.

The dog water rushed along the river that once flowed, like a fierce roaring beast, straight into the dam of Hejia Village, the waves were like the claws of a fierce beast, and the dam was torn open with a few paws, and the water of Hejia Village was carried forward, moving forward...... Until the last dam is washed away.

When the water meandered noisily along the river, leaving only a brown mudflat, the people on both sides of the river woke up from a nightmare, but another fear arose in their hearts: Has anyone been swept away by the water? The crowd was in a state of panic.

So, the people on both sides of the river didn't even roll up their trousers, and began to run into the mudflats and rivers, slipping and falling in the muddy water, and didn't care, just howling the names of their own families, and looking for their family with tears in their eyes.

Soon, a message came: Xuan Yifan, Yang Huanxi, and Yan Chen were not found!

Yang Yu took Wang Xuantong, Li Shuiqing and the little demon to search, calling his granddaughter in the dark night with his hoarse and grief voice.

Hu Mintian was scorched red by the light of the torch, and he yelled at Yang Zhengqi: "Go find Uncle Yang's granddaughter, leave me alone, go and find it, otherwise I will ......"

When Hu Mintian said this, the whole thing in front of him turned black, his head was dizzy and painful, and he fell to the ground.