The rain outside the window was lingering, and there was silent inside the main hall of the Yizhuang Village.

But at this moment, the coffin that the junior sister of Luoxingmen was leaning on suddenly moved.

Silently, as if someone was pushing it in the coffin, a gap was embedded in the lid of the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, a thin and withered palm poked out from the gap.

The palms were blue and black, like a mummy that had been dry for a long time. The nails were long and curved, and the cold light was faintly emitted.

With five fingers showing off, he slowly grabbed the girl's neck.

The girl still knew nothing at this time. Her senior brother was only worried about living people, but he never thought that there would be a mystery in the coffin behind him. It was actually a matter of what was behind him, and he had never noticed it at all.

The moment the woman's throat was about to be grabbed by that palm...

A silver light suddenly lit up the void!

The sound of the dragon roar rose magnificently, and the vast murderous intent seemed to be able to drag people into the ancient battlefield in an instant.

The senior brother of Luoxingmen changed his face, and he didn't expect that the woman who had been holding a silver spear would suddenly take action.

And this move was so cruel!

"Canglong Eight Wilderness Cloud Spike!"

He recognized it at a glance, but he didn't dare to take it head-on, because when he realized the shot, the tip of the gun had already flashed past his cheek, and he had only time to shout:

"Junior sister, be careful!"

When he shouted, he asked his junior sister to be careful of the silver spear.

However, after shouting, he was stunned.

Because at this time he had already seen the dry palm that was grabbing his junior sister. He was shocked and anxious when he saw the silver spear, but at this moment he was a dead soul.

And the silver spear has arrived.

Of course, it was not his junior sister who was aiming at it, but his arm with dry palms.

If the palm of the hand still insists on catching people, the arm will inevitably be penetrated by this gun, and it is the siege of Wei to save Zhao.

Sure enough, the palm made a quick decision and instantly gave up its original action. It directly brushed Yang Xiaoyun's bright silver spear between five fingers.

I don’t know where the palm came from. My fingernails were like gold and iron. When my five fingers turned, they actually touched the tip of Yang Xiaoyun’s spear, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, and sparks flew everywhere.

A palm and a silver spear, in the blink of an eye, had already walked through three or five moves.

The junior sister of Luoxing Sect had already woken up at this moment.

Even if she has fewer experiences and no vigilance, she will not wake up at this time, then it is not a problem of shallow vigilance... Then vigilance is simply a negative number.

However, when I woke up, I didn't dare to move.

The palm next to him fought with the silver spear, as fast as lightning, and his sharp edge was slightly worse than his life.

But he heard Yang Xiaoyun shout:

"Go!"

The silver spear in his hand rolled and swirled straight to the palm. However, the palm was spread out with five fingers and the palm was hollow. Without changing its moves, it could only use the palm to force it.

I heard a "ding" sound, and the moment the tip of the gun touched the palm, a huge force spread out in an instant.

The junior sister of Luoxing Sect was the first to be hit and was blown by the strong wind.

The coffin was pushed out from the spot nearly one meter away, with blood flowing down from the middle of his palm, bright red and dazzling.

The Liang silver spear was about to stop, and hurriedly passed by Yang Xiaoyun's palm. She grabbed the spear head and clamped it under her armpit. The spear body hung behind her, and trembled.

"First pretending to be a god, then he plots to hurt people... Isn't it possible that the demeanor is absent?"

Yang Xiaoyun's voice was cold, and he let the gun handle bend and stopped the trembling.

"What a Canglong Eight Desolate Cloud Gun! Little girl, she has good kung fu."

A strange sound came from the coffin, and the palm was retracted back into the coffin, and then rose out of thin air. In the flip, the wind was whistling:

"I and the Iron Blood Escort Agency do not violate the rivers. I didn't want to make things difficult for you, otherwise I would let you die under the soul devouring of thousands of ghosts. However, I didn't expect that the baby was not big, and he relied on practicing the trick for a few days to make a big deal.

"Now, even if Yang Yizhi is here, you will die without life."

As he spoke, the sound of ghosts cried suddenly became noisy, as if in all directions, it seemed that there was no hole in them.

At the same time, the coffin was roaring, and the palm was poked out from it, but it was divided into two, two into four, and four transformations were everywhere!

In an instant, ghost hands were everywhere in the sky, covering Yang Xiaoyun's big acupoint.

The ghost was screaming and crying in his ears, and the ghost hands were everywhere in front of him!

Yang Xiaoyun was not afraid, but laughed:

"It turned out to be [Xuanming Qianying Hand]. Who is the master of the side? It turns out that he is the Ghost Lord of Yinshan, but shouldn't you have died long ago?"

She stood up high with a silver spear in her hand. Seeing that the ghost hand in the sky had arrived, she only heard the sound of the dragon roar rising out of thin air. The true energy condensed, circling the silver spear in her hand, and waving it without retreating but advancing. The spear head was like a dragon head. When the dragon head was raised, it collided with the ghost hand in the sky.

"Yinshan Ghost Lord?"

The junior sister of Luoxing Sect heard such a name and a hint of horror flashed across her face. Although she had no idea who Yinshan Ghost Lord was, her name was so scary that she must not be an ordinary person.

When he looked at Yang Xiaoyun's eyes for a moment, he was filled with worry and subconsciously turned to his senior brother for help.

But her senior brother was a little surprised.

The junior sister didn't know who the Yinshan Ghost Lord was, but he couldn't ignore it.

Yinshan stands in the southwest of the East Desert, shrouded in shadows all year round, and is full of miasma, and there are many sayings of being sneaky.

Some masters even pretend to be mysterious and practice evil martial arts, claiming to be "ghost".

This Yinshan Ghost Lord comes from Yinshan. He claims to be practicing the Ghost Gate Treasure Book [Xuanming Sutra], and calls himself Yinshan Ghost Lord.

The Xuanming Sutra contains some strange martial arts, vicious and vicious, and the sword takes a detour.

It has the ability to return to the body, which can make the body look like a dead person.

This is why Su Mo and the others had previously hidden in the coffin without discovering the Yinshan Ghost Lord.

Since this person left the world, he has used this to do evil and despise himself as the right path.

However, ten years ago, he killed people and practiced martial arts in Chenjiazhuang, Xiling, and killed nearly a hundred ordinary people, which eventually angered the righteous path of the world.

Finally, they joined forces to encircle and kill this person.

But at this moment, why did he suddenly appear in this charity village?

And most importantly, even the Ghost Lord of Yinshan, he had never made a grudge with this person.

Even though he was lucky enough to die back then, he shouldn't have looked for their bad luck here.

Why did he hear his words just now come specifically for his fellow brothers and sisters?

At this point, I saw that my junior sister was looking at her anxiously, and nodded immediately. Several hidden weapons had been locked in my palm and prepared to take action, but I still comforted my junior sister:

"Junior sister, don't be anxious. Look at her companion still calm."

The junior sister was stunned and looked at Su Mo who was always sitting there leaning against the pillar next to her, and couldn't help but stomp her feet:

"You... your companions fight with people in life and death, why can you still sit upright? Are you... your heart beaten?"

“???”

Su Mo glanced at the girl in amazement, and her lips twitched: "I want to take action, but if I take action, the first person to hit me is my companion... You can't tell, is she happy now?"
Chapter completed!