"My mother! Are you here really? Han Shulin was originally joking, but who knew that it really aroused the bestiality of those people, and it really scared him a lot.

"Xiaolin, come back!" Han Ping's dull voice called Han Shulin back, and he gestured to Mrs. Haorui, who was pale-faced, beside him, "Protect Madame." As he spoke, he stood up, took out the steel knife from the package, and blew on the blade, as if saying to himself: "It's useless for ten years, I don't know if it's still sharp?" ”

Zhao Qingming, Zhao Lingzai and the others had already gotten up and hid beside Mrs. Lurui, staring at everything in front of them with a pale face.

"Two Dao Masters, how are you prepared?" Wan Linggen asked Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei, who were a little overwhelmed by their side.

"This ...... We...... People outside the party are inconvenient to participate in the affairs of the layman......" Zhong Ling was a little embarrassed.

Wan Linggen smiled faintly, "Then please ask the two of you to flash aside." ”

Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei nodded, and also retreated to the side of Zhao Qingming and the others.

At this time, there have been two distinct groups of people in the field, it should be said that only one side is a person, and those on the other side who are desperately tearing off Tong Daqian's flesh and skin can no longer be called people.

"Brother Han, how about me on the left and you on the right?" Wan Linggen waved the steel knife in his hand and said.

"Good!" Han Ping's good words came out, and the person had already rushed forward like a rabbit, and Wan Linggen's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the banquet at the same time.

"Pounce!" The sword flashed, and a huge head flew into the air, and those "people" who were focused on digging out their hearts and livers just glanced up, and several people rushed towards the new target that had just appeared.

Han Ping shook the blade in front of him and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, good steel is still good!" ”

"Pounce!" Another human head flew into the air, and Wan Linggen's body was like a willow supporting the wind, and it was even more casual in its elegance.

Han Ping laughed and said, "Brother, leave me a few!" As he spoke, he threw himself on.

"Killed?" When the last head separated from its body, a deep voice came from behind it, and Wan Linggen and Han Ping were stunned at the same time, and slowly turned their heads.

A man dressed in black stood not far away, his face wrapped in it, and he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will detonate this gunpowder all over the mountains?" The man slowly raised his right hand, and an extremely thin silk thread appeared in his hand.

Wan Linggen pursed his lips, "You can try!" ”

The man in black's raised arm did not move, as if it were a sculpture.

"Uncle!" The immature voice sounded, and Zhao Qingming was shocked, "Little boy! I saw two men who were also dressed in black holding a bright steel knife on the child's neck, and slowly turned out of the corner.

Wan Linggen glanced at Han Ping out of the corner of his eye, Han Ping suddenly bowed down and spun around, and the steel knife in his hand turned into a disc and flew out with the sound of the wind shining with a dazzling white light.

"Dangchang!"

"Dangchang!"

The two steel knives fell to the ground one after the other, and the bright white disc flew accurately between the necks of the two black-clothed people, and then the rotation slowed slightly, and flew back upside down, and was lightly picked up by Han Ping in his hand.

"Little boy, come here!" Zhao Qingming shouted anxiously.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then ran wildly. The two black-clothed men beside him still maintained a standing posture and remained motionless, until the child ran to Zhao Qingming's side and hid behind him, the two black-clothed people tilted their heads, two heads rolled off their shoulders, and their headless bodies shook and fell to the ground with a thud.

Wan Linggen and Han Ping glanced at each other, and each saw horror in each other's eyes.

No blood spurting?

"Whoever dares to kill me, you all die!" The man in black roared angrily and tore off the silk thread in his hand fiercely.

Quiescence!

Absolute silence!

Nothing happened!

The man in black looked at the silk thread flying in the wind in his hand in disbelief, and his body trembled slightly.

"There are a total of eighteen burial sites in front of the mountain and behind the mountain, right?" Han Shulin suddenly asked.

"You...... How do you know? The man in black jerked his head up.

Han Shulin shook his head, "I don't know, but my uncle knows, he told me." ”

The man in black looked at Wan Linggen again, raised his hand and pointed at him and asked, "You...... Can you see it? ”

Wan Linggen nodded, "And you, wrap yourself so tightly, but I can still see you, this kind of trick is useless in front of me." ”

The man in black shook for a moment, suddenly turned around and raised his legs to leave, Wan Linggen jumped up and landed in front of him like lightning, "This is leaving?" Don't you want to see my boning knife too? ”

The man in black took a step back and said, "You can go down the mountain, but only in moderation, otherwise you will ......"

"Otherwise, what?" Wan Linggen took a step forward, the steel knife in his hand was flat, and pointed at the man in black, "I, Wan someone, have never accepted anyone's conditions and threats since I came to this world!" ”

"You...... Are you ......" The man in black was suddenly startled and took two steps back.

"You guessed it!" As soon as Wan Linggen's voice fell, the whole person turned into a whirlwind and swirled around the man in black.

"I have something to say...... "I have something to say" is only half a sentence left, and then disappears into the center of the storm forever.

A white skeleton has appeared!

Han Ping looked at it carefully for a while, frowned and shook his head, "That's not right! ”

Wan Linggen also looked at the skeleton thoughtfully.

This is not a fresh human bone, not to mention the internal organs, the bone is mottled with decay, more like a long-weathered remains.

"Is it human?" Han Ping suddenly raised his head and asked.

"It's supposed to be people!" Wan Linggen said, "It's just that the skull is missing two pieces, and the ribs are much shorter than normal." ”

"What does that mean?" Han Ping asked.

"Let's go!" Wan Linggen suddenly pulled Han Ping up and flipped backwards violently, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", the skeleton exploded into a ball of foam, and the glowing green light drifted away with the wind, leaving only a faint fishy smell in the air.

"This hero, let me try if your knife is still sharp!" A phantasmal figure appeared on the rock wall, its long figure twisting and shaking.

Han Ping looked at Wan Linggen, who glanced out of the corner of his eye onto a stone wall in the corner on the right.

"Good!" Han Ping let out a loud shout, and the steel knife in his hand flew out again. The steel knife spun and flew towards the phantom shadow on the rock wall, and a sharp and strange laugh was heard, "Quack...... Belch! The laughter was sudden, as if a hand was choking the neck and stuck.

The spinning steel knife just turned around in front of the rock wall and then quickly crashed into the stone wall on the right, after a few muffled ping-pong sounds, the stone wall was actually cut off from the top of the steel knife A large piece of it went down, as the broken stone fell, a bald head rolled out from inside, purple and black blood continued to spurt upwards from the flat broken wall, like a red fountain, but this fountain only lasted less than two breaths, and then disappeared.

"Is my knife still sharp?" Han Ping put the knife in his hand and asked lightly.

"It's fine!" Another dull voice rang out in the air.