The blood-stained lake water forms a sharp contrast with the blue lake water on the outermost layer.

This was the first time Zhou Fan came over after being hit by the eye curse. He looked at the strange blood corpse coffin. As long as it could solve the blood corpse coffin, his eye curse could be eliminated. He looked at Yan Return.

Can this Anton envoy from Yiluansi, Tianliangli, deal with this blood corpse coffin?

Yan Guilai said with a lazy look on his face: "It's really a black resentment blood corpse coffin, and it's still in the silent period, so don't worry."

Yan Guilai tied the ice blue wine gourd to his right waist. He glanced at Zhou Fan and said with a smile: "Be careful later. If it really doesn't work, then hurry up and return to the village."

After saying this, Yan Guilai had already jumped up and stepped on the lake. He did not step on the logs left last time. He just stepped on the water surface, like an arrow from a string, and several ups and downs came to the blood corpse coffin.

In terms of light skills alone, I don’t know how many levels he is higher than Master Huang’s Fu.

Until he reached the blood corpse coffin, Yan Guilai stepped on the water with his feet as if he was stepping on the ground. Such lightness skills really surprised Zhou Fan.

Yan Guilai's face was indifferent, and he slapped the blood corpse coffin with a palm.

With a bang, a cold air radiated from Yan Guilai's palm, and a layer of blue frost instantly appeared on the blood-colored coffin surface.

The blood corpse coffin was threatened, and there was a harsh sound of night owls inside it. Blood shadows flew out of the coffin and rushed towards Yan Return.

"Get out!" Yan Guilai shouted loudly at the blood shadow that was rushing towards him. The sound of thunder rolled like thunder. The water of Xiaoqiu Lake and Lake rippled layer by layer. Zhou Fan, who was standing in the distance, also felt pain in his eardrums.

The blood shadow that was shouting in front was blown away by the sound of a blow, and a pool of blood sprinkled on the ground.

When Yan returned, he quickly slapped the coffin on the surface of the coffin with two palms in a row. The blood corpse coffin instantly turned into a large cube of ice, and the blood was condensed by the frost.

"Break!" Yan Guilai's eyes condensed and he slapped him with another palm.

A loud bang came, and the blood corpse coffin suddenly shattered into several pieces.

A human corpse ran out of the broken coffin. Its body was swollen with bloody white corpse clothes, and its face was covered with blood bubbles, and it made a stern crying sound. It rushed towards Yan Return.

Because it was forced to wake up, it was over without going through the silence period. It was about to kill the human beings who were bad at it and vent their anger.

Yan came back and greeted her without fear.

Zhou Fan was afraid of being implicated, so he took a few steps back and stared at the blood corpse. If the blood corpse escaped, he would have to spend his life asking Wu for help.

Every collision between a person and a corpse caused circles of lake water to soar into the sky and explode, and the water droplets spread out and fell, and it seemed like a pouring rain in the lake.

The fight between the man and the corpse became faster and faster, and the figure became blurred, and roars kept coming.

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 man and his corpse were far beyond his imagination.

Zhou Fan drew out the straight sword, and he stuck two small flame talismans on the sword. If Yan Guilai lost, he would have to make a decision, whether to escape quickly or to see the opportunity to go up and give the blood corpse a knife.

Just as Zhou Fan was thinking this way, Yan Guilai shouted from the lake. His palm was filled with blue and white mist and slapped dozens of palms in succession. The water droplets of the sky condensed into ice beads and splashed towards the blood corpse.

Bang bang bang bang!

The blood corpse was pierced by countless ice drops, and the body became a sieve covered with blood holes, and countless blood gushed out.

The blood corpse fell towards the lake, and the lake water in the sky also drizzled on the lake.

Zhou Fan showed a look of astonishment on his face. Is it over?

Zhou Fan quickly looked at the back of his hand. The blood coffin spell seal on the back of his hand was slowly dissipating, and it was obvious that the blood corpse was dead.

Yan Guilai's face was cold, and he took out a talisman from his body, threw it at the blood corpse, and the blood corpse floating on the lake burned with a sneer, emitting bursts of black smoke.

Yan Guilai stepped a few more steps and returned to the shore. His Luotuo face was still blue and white, and his breath was as calm as abyss. It seemed that the battle just now had no effect on him.

Yan Gui took a look at the lake. There were a few broken red coffins in the distance soaked in the bright red blood. He reminded: "After going back, please don't drink the water from the lake within one month, and there will be no problem after one month."

Zhou Fan wrote down this, and he thought to himself that Yan Guilai's strength was many times higher than him. If such a person wanted to kill him, he would probably be unable to escape.

Yan Gui looked at Zhou Fan who was slightly silent. He thought Zhou Fan had a question and smiled and said, "I am not the kind of person who is difficult to talk to. If you have anything to ask, just ask?"

Zhou Fan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Yan, when you were fighting with the blood corpse just now, you didn't use talismans. What kind of martial arts is that?"

Zhou Fan remembered the flame yang energy he had obtained, but Yan Guilai waved his palm and shook his cold air, even the blood corpse was invincible. This was completely different from the flame yang energy, so Zhou Fan was a little curious.

Yan Guilai smiled and pointed to the ice blue gourd on his waist and said, "This is not a martial art, but an ice cicada. If I drink the ice cicada, I can transform the cold air into the true essence and then shoot it out. The cold air of this ice cicada plays a talisman to the monsters, but not everyone can drink it. You can't drink it now, otherwise it will become cold into the bone marrow and will be a kind of harm to you."

"Ice Cicada Wine?" Zhou Fan looked surprised. He didn't expect that wine could deal with the monsters.

Yan Guilai nodded again and said, "There are wine brewing masters in the world. The wine they brew has various miraculous effects, and they can be used to target monsters and practice. The wine brewer is the same as the talisman master, and has a similar status, but the application of wine is still not as widespread as talismans."

Yan Gui said, untied the vermilion gourd on his waist and threw it to Zhou Fan, saying, "I'm giving it to you."

Zhou Fan quickly took the vermilion wine gourd. Before he could ask, he heard Yan Guilai explain: "This gourd contains explosive wine. Drinking it can make your martial artist with high strength explode instantly like a martial artist with explosive power, but it can only reach 70% of the power of the initial explosion."

"Remember, with your strength, you can only drink a small sip at a time, otherwise it will easily hurt your body."

Zhou Fan had a hesitation on his face. This pop of wine seemed very good, but he was not rewarded without any merits and he was about to refuse.

Yan Guilai laughed and said, "You don't have to feel embarrassed. This wine is of no use to me. I just drink it on the way to satisfy my cravings. It's just right for you. Just treat it as a meeting with you."

"I won't go back to Sanqiu Village, tell them." Yan Guilai had turned around and left, "If you can get the quota for studying in Tianliang in your village, then see you on Laba Festival."

"Thank you, Lord Yan." Zhou Fan shouted at Yan Guilai's back. No matter what, Yan Guilai did kill the black resentment blood corpse coffin for him, and gave him a gourd and burst into wine. This favor is considered a oween.

Yan Guilai just shook his hand without looking back. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His superb strength was already visible that Zhou Fan was full of blood and energy, and his foundation in high-level strength was very solid. He could enter the high-level strength for such a short time without any slightest ejaculation, but his strength was very strong.
Chapter completed!