Twilight Boundary

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

"Eight flags, all pulled out?"

"..."

The sudden scene made countless people in the Yan residence change their expressions.

The Yan family treated him with courtesy just to ask the ghost to show up and reason. At the very least, they would show their skills and fight to decide the winner, instead of directly drawing their swords.

I just saw this ghost coming in from the main gate. At least he didn't pull out the flag to break through the formation. I thought the plan was 70% successful, but who would have thought there would be such a change?

Not only did he pull out the flag, but he also pulled out eight flags. Does that mean he has no fighting style and reasoning, and really just wants to kill people?

The most terrifying thing is that those who guarded the flags outside and watched the formation are all really capable, but they didn't even hear any movement, and the flags were taken away by others...

... It is said that the four hall officials of Zhenshou Mansion are just a joke, but where did they get so many small hall officials?

This extremely surprised and shocked change made everyone in the room feel unprepared. Looking at the masked "little ghost" who was looking at them with a cold smile, they couldn't help but panic. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the big ghost come to Guazhou to kill people and be beaten up by the crowd?

Why are we the ones who are surrounded now?

"Good, very good!"

But in the panic, the old man of the Yan family suddenly spoke.

Now that something strange has happened, and everyone is surprised, the old man of the Yan family has suddenly slammed the table and stood up.

The master of the Yan family is not actually a person of the sect. He only reads the books of sages and learns the art of assisting the emperor. He is not involved in these strange methods of the underworld. However, his face sank and he was extremely majestic:

"How can you, the underworld scoundrels, break into the iron gate of the Yan Mansion without permission? Take it down first, and then we will ask for the crime of breaking into the mansion!"

"..."

"Hey?"

The ghosts and ghosts just got together, and they were full of excitement. They were a little surprised when they heard this shout.

'Oh no, are you really going to fight? '

The people who were invited to the Yan family's house to drink were also a little worried.

They had to come because of the Yan family's face, but they didn't want to really fight in their hearts. But they didn't expect that the situation had reached this point. The master of the Yan family had spoken, and they had no choice.

After all, who can ignore the order of the master Yan in Guazhou?

As he was thinking, one of them rushed out and grabbed a ghost who was surrounded by the banquet and smelled of blood. He shouted: "You are the one who has committed the most sins, so I will kill you first!" This person is Master Gongyang, who has the sharpest eyesight and the fastest reaction. Master Yan spoke, and those who were invited had to bite the bullet even if they were hesitant. But even if they had to make a move, they would try their best to avoid making a move against the ghost. First, they would be the first to obey orders, which would make them look good. Second, if they made a move, even if they offended the Zhenshou Mansion, the offense would be less. Even if they had to fight against the ghost in the end, they should not be the first to make a move against him! And the little hall official he chose actually wore a rabbit mask on his face, baring two big teeth, and looked a little stupid, so he was the easiest to catch. He snorted coldly and grabbed the other's chest, and was about to use his special skills to pinch his neck and throw him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the other raised his hand to block the grab, and then turned his hand and slapped Master Gongyang in the face, cursing: "Who are you grabbing?"

"Huh?"

Master Gongyang was stunned by the slap.

What's going on?

This seemingly casual grab was intended to establish authority and take the lead, and all the skills of a lifetime were used.

In such an unexpected situation, no matter who he grabbed, it would be a sure thing. It can be said that even if the other party came to the mansion to watch the New Year, he had to find a way to break free after he grabbed him. But now, he caught this inconspicuous little official, but he failed inexplicably? The other party also slapped him in the face?

No, where did he get this slap? Why didn't he see it clearly?

"Damn it, dare to attack? Cut him!"

In the midst of this sudden attack, the old man Gongyang, who was slapped, was confused. He did not expect that the surrounding officials who were holding the swords were much more angry than him.

His grab was like poking a hornet's nest. All the masked officials were furious. They shouted and rushed up to fight.

During the period, the master swordsman did not even give any orders...

Hua La La!

Some held swords, some held guns, some raised their hands to hold silver needles, some retreated behind people and began to burn incense and draw talismans silently, and some took a brick from the corner of the wall and rushed to the table in an instant. No matter who was sitting at the table, they smashed it on the head, which scared all the martial arts masters at the table and forced them to catch it in a hurry.

"How brave!"

The old man with a long beard sitting at the main guest seat was Mr. Liu from the south of Guazhou City. He was good at swordsmanship. Seeing so many ghosts and ghostwriters being so reckless and fierce, he slammed the table and stood up. He took a deep breath and his chest was clearly swelled. Then he shouted and suddenly spit out a white light from his mouth, which rolled towards the four or five people in front of him.

It was the sword ball skill he had practiced for decades.

Unexpectedly, those sneaky little knife-catchers faced his unique skill and were startled. They yelled and jumped away, and even pushed up a person who was retreating slowly.

The guy wore a sheep mask on his face, and he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when facing the sword light.

Suddenly, he lifted up half of his mask, revealing his mouth. He opened his mouth and bit the flying sword in his mouth.

The next moment, he hurriedly pushed down the mask again and said in a low voice: "Dad was scared to death..."

"I almost showed my face..."

"..."

"?"

Mr. Liu was so angry that his whole body was shaking: "That's my flying sword. In order to practice this unique skill, how much iron gall did I swallow and how many silver needles were tied to my tongue?"

"After twenty years of hard training, I only have these three sword lights, and you just opened your mouth and swallowed them?"

"...You swallowed my flying sword, and you're only worried about showing your face?"

"..."

He was frightened and annoyed, and he burst out in anger. He took another deep breath and was about to blurt out the second flying sword.

But before he could spit out the flying sword this time, something black and sticky suddenly hit his face. The salty and wet paste filled his mouth and face, and forcefully forced the flying sword back into his stomach.

But some guy actually picked up a large bowl, put the soup and vegetables on his mouth, and forced his second flying sword back.

Before he could raise his hand to wipe it away, another brick was hit on the back of his head, and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"You are so bold, how dare you come to Yan's Mansion to act wild?"

On the other side, Mrs. Li from the Qiaoshou Hall was also furious. She thrust her back into her waist, and a series of paper cuttings flew out of her waist bag.

They were all paper figures and horse soldiers cut out of white and red paper. They flew into the air and rose up in the wind, wielding their swords and shouting to fight and kill.

It was really like a troop of soldiers and horses, rushing towards those strange and weird little ghost hunters.

But among the group of little knives, just one person jumped out randomly. He was wearing a cow mask on his face. He faced the paper man and paper horse. He snorted and spit out two sprays from the two nostrils on the mask. The green flame came and instantly burned the paper man and horse to pieces.

Aunt Li was so shocked that her heart jumped into her throat: "What kind of magic is that? Can it break my magic?"

"I don't know the heights of the world, I'm looking for death!"

On the other side, those who can sit at the same table as Master Yan are all strange people, and they have already taken action.

The protector general under King Iron Threshold was the most ferocious. With anger, he suddenly pulled out an iron whip from his waist and swung it hard towards his side.

His swing was powerful and heavy. With the strength of his body as a watcher of the year, I am afraid that three or five people would be whipped in half by his whip.

Unexpectedly, the whip was only half-swung, and someone beside him reached out and grabbed it without moving.

The other party looked at the whip curiously and saw that it was a good object filled with evil spirits. He immediately stretched out his hand and pulled it, shouting: "Quickly let go, give it to me!"

The general who protected the Dharma was also shocked and angry. He was stunned on the spot. He felt that the iron whip was about to fly away. He grabbed it with all his strength and refused to give it to him.

"So brave, so brave..."

Seeing this chaos, Mr. Yan was trembling with rage. He was angry, surprised, and even a little frightened:

"Is this a god descending to earth? Where are so many masters coming from?"

"..."

He knew very well how many experts there were in Guazhou, and the most capable ones were sitting at his table.

However, this ghost sect is notoriously in decline, so where did it come from that there are so many ghost hunters who seem to be fooling around, but each one of them has an unpredictable ability?

It seems that anyone you pull out at random is more capable than the ones you invited?

The most important thing is that among so many ghost hunters, they all seem to be of all kinds, doing everything, but none of them look like ghost hunters...

"Good guy..."

The walking ghost Da Zhu Dao Hu Ma, who was wearing a smiling mask, also felt excited when he saw this scene and sighed inwardly.

"Don't drop the chain..."

At this moment, a woman with a mouse mask on her face appeared next to her. Listening to the voice and looking at her figure, it was Miss Clarinet. She whispered:

"What kind of nonsense is this? That silly young master is really so generous, and you are so worthless as to spread the reputation of a small court official?"

"..."

Hearing the resentment in her words, Hu Ma could only smile awkwardly, thinking that even dogs couldn't look down on the position, so why is it so delicate?

Miss Red Wine lazily reminded: "I know you are setting up this reward to see the background of these reincarnations, but they are actually looking at you!"

"After all, he is the organizer of this rally. If he can convince them without showing off his skills, he may not be able to hold him back when the meeting comes back."

"..."

"clear!"

Hu Ma took a deep breath, unsheathed the official sword in her arms, squinted at the scholar in white, and said with a smile: "It's almost midnight."