Martial arts: the beginning of the dragon and elephant prajna great success

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

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

Silently, as if someone was pushing inside the coffin, there was a gap in the coffin lid.

Immediately afterwards, a thin and haggard palm protruded from the gap.

The palm of the hand was black and blue, like a mummy that had been dried for a long time. The nails were long and curved, emitting a faint blue and cold light.

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

The girl was still ignorant at this time, her senior brother was only worried about the living, but he never thought that there would be a mystery in the coffin behind him, and he hadn't even the slightest awareness of the things behind him.

Seeing the moment when 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 chant rose loudly, and the boundless killing intent seemed to be able to drag people into the ancient battlefield in an instant.

The senior brother at Luoxingmen's face changed, he didn't expect that the woman who had been holding the silver gun would suddenly make a move.

And this shot was so cruel!

"Canglong Bahuang Point Cloud Spear!?"

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

"Sister, be careful!"

When he shouted, he was telling his junior sister to be careful with the silver gun.

However, after shouting out, he was dumbfounded.

Because at this time he had already seen the withered palm that was grabbing towards his junior sister, and he was shocked and anxious when he saw the silver gun, but at this time it was a dead soul.

And the silver gun was already in front of him.

Naturally, it wasn't his junior sister, but the arm with the withered palm.

With this blow, if the palm still insists on arresting people, the arm will definitely be pierced by this spear, which is to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

Sure enough, the palm was also decisive, and instantly gave up the original movement, surrounded by five fingers, and directly brushed towards Yang Xiaoyun's bright silver spear.

I don't know the origin of that palm, the fingernails are like gold and iron, with a twist of five fingers, they actually touched the point of Yang Xiaoyun's spear, making the sound of metal and iron clanging, and sparks scattered everywhere.

With a palm and a silver gun, within this square inch, three or five moves have been made in the blink of an eye.

The junior sister from the Falling Star Gate had already woken up at this very moment.

Even if she has seldom been out of the rivers and lakes, has little experience, has no vigilance, and is still awake at this meeting, then it is not a matter of shallow vigilance...The vigilance is simply a negative number.

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

The palm next to him was fighting with the silver gun, it was as fast as lightning, if the sharpness shrouded in a slight error, his life would be in danger.

But I heard Yang Xiaoyun drink softly:

"Go!"

Rolling the silver gun in his hand, he spun and spun straight towards the palm, but the palm was spread out with five fingers, and when the palm was empty, there was no time to change the move, so he had to use the palm to catch it hard.

There was a sound of 'ding', and the moment the tip of the gun touched the palm, a huge force spread instantly.

The Junior Sister from the Falling Star Gate was the first to bear the brunt of the blow, being rolled all over the ground by the strong wind.

The coffin was pushed horizontally from the spot for nearly a zhang, blood flowed down from the palm of the hand, it was bright red and glaring.

But the bright silver gun was ready to be retracted at the touch of a finger, it passed by Yang Xiaoyun's palm in a hurry, she grabbed the tip of the gun and clamped it under her armpit, the body of the gun hung down behind her, trembling endlessly.

"First pretending to be a ghost, and then plotting to hurt others... Your honor, is it a bit out of style?"

Yang Xiaoyun's voice was cold, and he turned the handle of the gun to the ground to stop the trembling.

"What a Canglongbahuang Dianyun Spear! Little girl, you have practiced kung fu well."

A strange sound came from the coffin, and the palm was retracted into the coffin with a whimper, and then it rose out of thin air, and between the flips, it roared with strong wind:

"This seat and the Jagged Escort do not interfere with the river water. I didn't want to embarrass you. Otherwise, I would have let you die under the ghosts and souls. But I didn't expect that the doll is not big, and I have practiced somersaults for a few days. , How dare to spoil my business.

"Now, even if Yang Yi's relatives are here, you will die and not live."

During the conversation, the sound of ghost crying suddenly became loud, and it seemed to be pervasive in all directions.

At the same time, the coffin came to the front with a whistling sound, and the palm protruded from it, but it was divided into two, and the two were divided into four, and the four transformations filled the sky!

In an instant, the sky was filled with ghost hands, covering Yang Xiaoyun's whole body.

There are fierce ghosts howling and crying in my ears, and ghost hands all over the sky in front of me!

Yang Xiaoyun was happy and unafraid, but laughed loudly:

"It turned out to be [Xuanming Thousand Shadows Hand], who is my master? It turned out to be the Ghost Lord of the Yin Mountain, but shouldn't you have died long ago?"

She held the silver spear in her hand and stood high-spirited. She saw ghostly hands approaching her, but she could only hear the sound of dragon chant rising out of thin air. Her true energy condensed and hovered over the silver spear in her hand. While waving, she did not retreat but moved forward. The spear head was like a dragon's head. , As soon as the dragon's head was picked, it collided with the ghostly hands all over the sky.

"Yin Mountain Ghost Lord?"

When the junior sister from Luoxingmen heard such a name, her face flashed with horror. Although she didn't know who the Yinshan Ghost Lord was, but with such a scary name, she must be not an ordinary person.

For a moment, the eyes looking at Yang Xiaoyun were full of worry, and he subconsciously turned to his senior brother for help.

But her senior brother was a little stunned.

Junior Sister didn't know who the Yinshan Ghost Lord was, but he couldn't help but know.

Yinshan stands in the southwest of the eastern wasteland, shrouded in shadows all year round, full of miasma, and there are many rumors of sneaking.

There are even masters who play tricks, practice evil martial arts, and call themselves 'ghosts'.

This ghost lord of the Yin Mountain came from the Yin Mountain, and he claimed to practice the Canon of the Ghost Gate [Xuan Ming Jing], and he called himself the ghost lord of the Yin Mountain.

This Xuan Ming Jing contains some strange martial arts, vicious and vicious, with slanted swords.

It also has the ability to return to rest, making the body like a dead person.

This is also the reason why Su Mo and the others did not find that Yinshan Ghost Lord was hiding in the coffin before.

Since this person came out of the rivers and lakes, he has used this to do evil, and he is disdainful for righteousness.

But ten years ago, he practiced kung fu in Chenjiazhuang, Xiling, killed nearly a hundred ordinary people, and finally angered the righteous people.

In the end, they teamed up to encircle and kill this person.

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

And the most important thing is, even if it is Yinshan Guijun, Luoxingmen has never had any enmity with this person.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive that year, he shouldn't be looking for their bad luck here.

Why do you hear what he said just now, it seems that he came here specially for his brothers and sisters?

At this point in my thoughts, I saw that my junior sister was looking at me anxiously, and nodded immediately. I had already clasped a few hidden weapons in my palm and was ready to shoot, but I still comforted my junior sister:

"Junior Sister, don't worry, you see her companion is still calm and relaxed."

The junior sister was taken aback, and glanced at Su Mo, who was always sitting there leaning against the pillar, and couldn't help but stomp her feet:

"You...your companion is fighting life and death, how can you still sit still? You...is your heart made of iron?"

"???"

Su Mo looked at the girl in astonishment, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "I really want to make a move, but if I know how to do so, my companion will be the first to hit me... You can't tell, she will be right now. Are you happy?"