Chapter 118: One move to save one's life and half a move to win

said that it was too late, Bai Suoming hurriedly stretched out his hands to stop the people behind him, turned back to Yan Yihai and said: "Big brother, I know this kid, he is the person I met on the street that day, he is with the Xuan Gu Sect Hei Wuxin, but this kid and I have some fate."

Yan Yihai was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes and said, "It turns out that the Xuangu Sect has really come to Yangzhou, whatever, he will grab the Night Pearl first."

After speaking, he ignored Bai Suoming's obstruction and rushed up, slashing at Zhou Lishui, Zhou Lishui didn't dare to slack off, and secretly thought to himself: "Butterfly stepping on Yan" Suddenly, a colorful butterfly flew by, and the person was nowhere to be seen.

Yan Yihai slammed the air into the air, looked at the empty night in front of him, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said: "Grandma's, where are the people? Where did the kid go, don't hide and seek for your Uncle Yan."

At this time, Zhou Lishui inexplicably came to a zhang away from Yan Yihai's right side, only to see Zhou Lishui shaking his body and looking at Yan Yihai and saying, "Hehe, this trick really works・・・・・・"

Before the words landed, Yan Yihai jumped in front of Zhou Lishui in a few steps, and slashed towards Zhou Lishui while he was unprepared. Seeing that Zhou Lishui was about to die under Yan Yihai's knife, Zhou Lishui hurriedly and secretly flew out again, without a trace・・・・・・

Yan Yihai was furious, looking back at the people who were making fun of him, he couldn't help but lose face a little, and shouted angrily: "Little rabbit cub of Ziwei Gate, you listen to Uncle Yan, you have the ability to fight with your Uncle Yan for three hundred rounds, otherwise you will be caught by your Uncle Yan, and I will tear your ・・・・・・" After speaking, Yan Yihai looked around and still didn't see Zhou Lishui's figure.

After a long time, Yan Yihai suddenly felt that a hidden weapon fell from above, Yan Yihai's big eyes grunted, flashed to the side, looked up into the air, and suddenly dozens of fruits that could not be named fell from the darkness, Yan Yihai struggled to resist and still a few fell on the top of his head, the juice flowed down the scalp to his neck, Yan Yihai waved his hand to wipe the juice on his neck and squinted his eyes to search.

I saw that on the branch of a fruit tree, Zhou Lishui was eating the fruit complacently while teasing the frustrated Yan Yihai: "I said you are a stupid big man, look at your face, you are almost compared to the clown on the stage, hehe..."

Yan Yihai said angrily: "Huh, you rabbit cub, don't be caught by the uncle, otherwise the uncle will have to chop you alive, and you won't be able to ・・・・・・" After speaking, he took advantage of Zhou Lishui's unpreparedness to raise the treasure knife and threw it at the branch.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the branch supporting Zhou Lishui broke into two and broke down, Zhou Lishui was looking at Yan Yihai under the tree proudly, and fell to the ground without warning.

At the same time, Yan Yihai roared and used all his strength to slash at Zhou Lishui with one palm.

Seeing that Zhou Lishui died at the hands of Yan Yihai, he suddenly had an idea, stretched out his finger and flicked it towards Yan Yihai according to the trick of the Soul Burning Chapter, and a colorful true qi shot towards Yan Yihai's calf with lightning speed.

Yan Yiyang proudly turned towards Zhou Lishui, thinking that this disciple of Ziwei Sect was about to die under the palm of his hand, and he washed the humiliation of making fun of him, but he didn't want to be weak under his feet, and his right foot was unconscious and lying not far from Zhou Lishui.

Yan Yihai reached out to touch his unconscious calf, but he didn't want to come back to his senses, only to see that a black hole the size of a bean had been pierced through the side of his right leg, and blood couldn't stop shooting out.

The people standing around couldn't help but shake their heads at Yan Yihai again and again, and even teased directly: "This mighty Yan Daxia can't deal with a stinky kid・・・・・・ haha・・・・・・haha"

Yan Yihai couldn't help but be a little unbearable, grinning his teeth, gritting his teeth and unable to say a word・・・・・・

Li Yiyi saw that Yan Yihai was losing and retreating, and he was even more worried about the comfort of the night pearl, so he couldn't help but be angry, turned his head to look at the family members behind him, snorted coldly, and then complained angrily: "Hmph, a group of waste, my Li Mansion is in trouble, and I actually let outsiders help to relieve the siege・・・・・・ After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Nanming Sanwei and the others.

At this time, a warrior of the Li Mansion dressed like a man, took two steps forward to look at the master, then hugged his fists and saluted, and then loosened his muscles and walked to Yan Yihai and teased: "Hmph・・・・・・ you Nanming Three Monsters are just like that, there is no one in the Li Mansion to bully me, and it is enough to deal with this kid with the courtyard of my Li Mansion alone・・・・・・Hmph・・・・・・ in the future, I won't bother your old man" After speaking, he waved the big knife and rushed towards Zhou Lishui.

Zhou Lishui was about to fight, but Bai Suoming said angrily: "Okay, you eagle dog, you dare to make fun of me Nanming Sanxia and eat me."

After speaking, he hit the man's heart.

Although the man has a body of kung fu, it is just an ordinary move, that can withstand the attack of Bai Suoming's judge's pen, before he can react, he saw that the man's heart has been hit by Bai Suoming, the judge's pen penetrated into the man's heart and then flew out of the man's chest, only flying forward, at the same time, Bai Suoming's feet jumped over the man's air, without waiting for the judge's pen to land, he reached out and put the judge's pen in his hand, unhurriedly took out a white handkerchief from his arms, gently wiped the blood remaining on the judge's pen, and squinted at the man who had opened a big hole in his chest: "Hmph・・・・・・ people who dare to make fun of my Nanming Sanxia are really tired and crooked・・・・・・"

The poor man spat blood from his mouth, looked down at the big hole in his chest, and fell to the ground and stopped breathing.