The City Deceives The World

The words haven't left my mouth yet.

The terrifying aura of the great master of Huajin Peak has erupted, as if the void has solidified, suppressing everything around him.

The colleague punched him.

I am the only one in the world with this punch.

It embodies his thirty years of hard work and his indomitable will.

When you encounter mountains and mountains, you will kill ghosts.

As a great master at the pinnacle of energy transformation, he has already understood a hint of the mystery of artistic conception, and can incorporate this will into the Bajiquan for which he is famous, to kill ghosts and monsters.

During the previous black disaster, the leader of the twelve groups did not die worthless. The last decisive blow even injured the ghost.

And that grandmaster was even weaker than him.

Even if it's a vicious ghost in the manor, it won't matter if he's punched to death first.

During the Hanlin uprising.

At some point, Gu Tianyang stood silently behind Qian Shucheng with eyes and a gentle expression.

The leader of this sect, the most powerful person in the contemporary era, opened his eyes, as if the void was electrified, and the whole shed seemed to light up. The strange thing is that he did not take action, but continued to accumulate momentum, shaking the void with his will. The energy is restrained, stored but not released.

It's a deterrent, or a way to suppress the enemy.

Gui Miyan might be able to hide from Ming Jin and Dark Jin, or even have the power to condense his will, but facing these two people.

A person who had been taught by Li Yuelin for three days and taught this world's best tyrant, personally taught and comprehended the Human Immortal Martial Arts "Iron-Blooded Battle Banner" to make up for his own shortcomings in Chinese martial arts.

Now a qualitative change has occurred. It can take as long as half a year, or as fast as ten days, and it will definitely enter the level of Dan Jin.

As for the other one, needless to say, he is a once-in-a-century genius and the master of the contemporary Tai Chi Sect.

If his brilliance had not been eclipsed by another prodigy in his sect who was in his thirties and close to the martial arts king level, that generation might have respected him, and even now he is the strongest among the five martial arts kings in the world.

It's just that I didn't think of it, as soon as the name was mentioned.

I felt a strange feeling of unfamiliarity.

Then his will soon crushed the confusion, and he realized that he had never had this person in his team.

not human!

That's a ghost!

Sure enough, as soon as his mind broke through the confusion, the person in front of him changed.

Long hair as black and sticky as seaweed, vicious scarlet eyes, and a dead face with an iron stomach.

But she is a spiteful female ghost whose age cannot be discerned. She is dressed in the clothes of a maid from a wealthy family between the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, but it seems that she has been soaked in the sea for a long time and is no longer bright.

The cold atmosphere of Senhan continued to disperse.

It stagnates their blood, weakens their spirit, and arouses the negativity in their hearts.

The members of the third group next to them were no more than An Jin, and a green aura had spread to their faces, their brows were frozen, and their eyes were dull.

Obviously, it means that the Anjin level can only die, and it is a group killing.

Ye Liuqing, the leader of Group 11, bit his lip with a fierce look in his eyes, but his movements were extremely stiff and excruciatingly slow. The same goes for Wang Jierui, the leader of the seventh team, although he was unknowingly tricked by "~" ghosts.

But it also shows that at least the third level is needed for the Huajin Grandmaster to be able to compete with this fierce ghost. It also shows that Zhenqi Martial Arts is not even as effective against such ghosts as national martial arts.

At least the martial arts warriors have strong energy and blood, which makes them more resistant.

"Demons and monsters! Kill, kill, kill!!"

Completely ignoring the vicious curse of the ghost, [Team leader Hanlin punched the ghost's body with a punch full of iron-blooded will.

With a bang, the ghost was twisted and broken like the reflection of a boulder thrown into the water, and waves of burning and rotten smells emerged.

The ghost's livid face still had a strange smile, its claws were purple and green, and its black nails were like ten sharp daggers, locking silently towards Hanlin's neck.

At the same time, she opened her mouth and bit into Hanlin with a mouth full of sharp fangs.

Silence seems like a fantasy.

But Hanlin knew very well that it was definitely not a fantasy. Not to mention the human body, this ghost claw could scratch through even steel walls.

But his punching power did not weaken at all and he moved forward indomitably.

What the Iron-Blooded War Banner wanted was the iron-blooded mountains and rivers, the spirit of one man being in charge, so at that time Li Yuelin only passed on Hanlin who had this temperament.

The same goes for ghosts. Whether they have intelligence or not is still a matter of debate.

Since he is a dead person, he is naturally not afraid of death.

Ren Hanlin then slapped her head with a palm, killing her for half the time.

Her ghost claw also tore two intersecting blood marks on Hanlin's front. The wound was not deep, but there was sizzling black blood like pus.

That moment.

Hanlin's mouth.

Wisps of cold air began to escape, and his face turned purple and blue.

It was like there was a thousand-year ice cellar hidden in his chest.

With this chill. The eyebrows and eyelashes on his neck were quickly covered with a layer of frost, which quickly subsided only after Gu Tianyang opened his fingertips with a heavy expression and sprinkled his blood.

Hanlin regained the temperament of a dog-headed military advisor, but his face was pale and his appearance was miserable.

The ten narrow wounds were oozing with blood, but it was no longer black, but turned red.

He bent down and picked up a small pink purse from the ground.

The purse is embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The workmanship is not very exquisite, even a little rough.

That's what hawkers on the street sell for a few pennies each.

But as soon as he got it, he felt a little cold.

He smiled bitterly.

".~It seems that what I tried my best to solve was just a maid in the village.

The reason why Gu Tianyang didn't take action was to see how strong a person could be to deal with this kind of thinking.

But I didn't expect that I still underestimated him. The horror of ghosts lies not in their strength, but in their weird and unimaginable methods.

The others came over silently, and put some blood on Hanlin's heart wound behind his eyebrows. The coldness also faded away, and they slowly recovered, but they were all a little weak, and they could see fear in their eyes.

"Such a fierce ghost. If Hanlin and Grandmaster Gu weren't here, I'm afraid we would have been wiped out. I'm afraid that the Twelve Groups would just be gone.

Ye Liuqing was also a little scared. She was a grandmaster with the highest level of energy, but she almost died silently.

The horror of ghosts is really difficult to express in words.

"Looking at the clothes, are these members of the Zhang family for more than a hundred years?"

Hanlin shook his head.

"I'm afraid it's just the original owner of this place, and he didn't come out from behind the black light hole. After the black light hole appeared, unknown changes occurred.

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