There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

Old Zhao, who was sitting on guard at the door, saw his companion's head turned 180 degrees to reveal the face of a female ghost. His neck was also broken by a powerful force, and his eyes were bleeding. Note, as soon as the vision went dark, the person fell to the ground.

Such a scene was seen by another person, and the dead soul burst out and roared, like throwing a boulder into a calm lake.

In an instant, both internal and external groups of people were in a panic.

Old Man Sun's half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide. There was a loud bang on the ground, and the man shot out with a knife.

As soon as they came out, they saw two people standing there in fear, looking at a loss, and two bodies lying on the ground.

"What's going on!" Old Man Sun asked sharply.

At this time, the rest of the people were also buzzing around.

"Lao Yang, how did these two die!"

"No, I don't know!"

"What, two big living people died next to you, you said you didn't know?"

"We saw that Lao Zhao's neck suddenly turned to my side, and then he fell to the ground with Lao Li!"

Old Man Sun squatted down, inspecting the bodies of the two people, and touched them with his hands, his expression extremely ugly.

"The only fatal wound is the neck!"

Old man Sun was talking, at this moment.

The young master standing nearby saw Old Zhao's eyes filled with blood and suddenly moved slightly.

"It's not dead yet, or maybe it is."

Before he could warn him, he saw Old Zhao's body standing up immediately, opening his big mouth and biting Old Man Sun in front of him.

Even though Old Man Sun is old and frail, he has always been vigilant and reacted in time. He quickly leaned back and struck ruthlessly. With a flash of the knife in his hand, Old Zhao's head was chopped off by him.

At this moment, another corpse also stood up, even with its joints backwards, and flew towards Old Man Sun who had not yet been able to stand up.

When the young master saw this, he took a step forward and smashed all his bones into pieces with a single kick. He flew into the darkness behind him like rotten flesh.

"People killed by ghosts here will also become ghosts!"

Old Man Sun took the opportunity to stand up and looked sharply at the lighted rooms in front of him. The black figures inside had begun to move.

Immediately there were rustling footsteps in the darkness.

"It seems that everyone in this town has been killed by this ghost and turned into the same ghostly appearance just now! Enter the ancestral hall and defend according to the terrain!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison and immediately began to retreat.

But there was one person who seemed to be frightened by what had just happened, and was still frozen in place.

The young master took a step forward, grabbed the man's arm, and pulled him away.

"No!" Old Man Sun shouted.

But Shaodongjia moved quickly, his hand had already grabbed the man's arm, and a burst of coldness spread over him.

Immediately afterwards, the person turned his face away, revealing the face of a female ghost!

As soon as the young master met the female ghost's eyes, he felt a huge force coming from his neck.

But he was a practitioner of Zang martial arts. Under the stimulation of his true energy, he groaned and held his neck firmly.

The young master wanted to let go, but found that his hand was half frozen and lost consciousness in just this little effort. He quickly swung his knife and slashed at the female ghost's head with all his strength.

The knife fell and flew, and blood spurted out.

The young master himself didn't expect it to go so smoothly. He just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly a blue-black arm stretched out from the cavity that was spraying blood, and its sharp claws stabbed towards the front door of the young master's house.

The young master was shocked. His sword had just been slashed out with all his strength, and now it was too late to block it with his sword.

He could only move his steps to avoid it.

But his unconscious left hand was still holding the opponent's arm, and this movement also moved the headless body with it.

Not only was he unable to dodge the ghost claw, but it actually made the ghost claw move faster.

"No!"

Old Man Sun, who had already retreated to the ancestral hall courtyard, was already halfway there, but still couldn't arrive in time.

In the young master's dull eyes, he could see the ghost claws with dark and sharp nails gradually filling his field of vision.

At this time, he saw a blood-red light flash.

"boom!"

The surrounding air exploded, air waves exploded in all directions, and yellow mud flew!

Old Man Sun, who was halfway through the rush, was stopped in his tracks by the wave of air.

Just then I saw a tall black shadow like a hill appearing next to the young master. A big blood-red hand was grasping the wrist of Ghost Claw. If the fingertips of Ghost Claw were just a few millimeters away, they would be stabbed. Enter the young master's eyes.

And that black figure was none other than Lu Hu, who was still sitting cross-legged in the hall with his eyes closed.

Lu Hu followed the caravan for three days. During these three days, he did eat and drink, and even some of the guards could only eat half full in these days.

All food is given to Lu Hu first.

During this period, except for the young master, who was unhappy, no one else showed any signs of dissatisfaction.

So after Lu Hu discovered that he was being targeted by ghosts, he planned to save everyone.

The reason for letting everyone enter the town is that in the wild, the terrain is complicated. If a ghost attacks and someone runs around, he will not be able to protect himself. It is more convenient to go to the town and stay in the building.

As for whether this Weeping Willow Town is a ghost den or not, it doesn't matter to Lu Hu at all.

At most it's just a few more palms, what's the difference?

But who would have thought that this ghost's attack was so subtle that he couldn't prevent the initial attack.

But he also sensed a cold air similar to that emitted by the ghost pill wandering around the door.

With a look of aloofness, he judged that the ghost was afraid of his existence. If he went out immediately, the ghost would retreat and engage in guerrilla warfare with him.

If he doesn't go out, he will take the opportunity to kill a few more people.

Therefore, Lu Hu did not go out immediately and gathered his strength to observe in the main hall, just to take action at this time!

The ghost hand grasped by the palm wrapped in true energy was like a red and shiny iron pressed against an ice cube.

There was a hissing sound, and a large amount of black air flew out.

A sharp ghostly cry similar to that of a night owl came from the cavity.

"If you dare to appear in front of me, you will die!"

Lu Hu's eyes flashed, he let out a loud roar and slapped his palm.

Before the big palm came into contact with the corpse, the powerful force of the palm exploded into pieces and scattered them in all directions.

"Um?"

He found that the cold air was not damaged under his palm. Instead, it quickly disappeared into the darkness ahead and was quickly moving away from him.

He looked at the severed arm in his hand, and with a thought, a large amount of true energy poured out from his palm, burning the severed arm into black smoke and dissipating it.

"Run, did you run away?"

Lu Hu whispered, and the ground beneath his feet exploded, and the man flew into the darkness like a cannonball, chasing after him.