In the early morning, there is a thick fog and dense forest, which looks vibrant, but it is very quiet, and you can hear the sound of breathing.

In the forest, Xia Yunmo stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was indifferent, a gust of wind blew, his robe moved, and his black hair was flying, like a fairy.

As for the opposite side of Xia Yunmo, there was a group of people standing, old and young, all of them.

There is a big difference in their appearance, there are not only beautiful women like Ye Xue, but also people with strange shapes like the big-headed ghost king, and there are not a few.

Fortunately, Xia Yunmo has been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, no matter how strange people he has, he has seen it, and he is not too surprised at this time.

But Xia Yunmo couldn't deny that every one of the people in this Ghost Mountain Villa was very valuable and useful.

Their martial arts are good, and they are also proficient in some other side methods.

When Xia Yunmo finished his words, the group of people on the other side didn't speak, but just looked at Xia Yunmo with the same eyes as a madman and a dead man.

If you are not a madman, how can you say such frivolous words?

Although he is not a dead man now, once he enters the Ghost Villa, it is impossible for him to get out alive if he says such a thing.

Xia Yunmo said again: "Can you give me an answer now?" Want to be my dog? ”

The big-headed ghost king Sikong Dou sneered, "Do you want to know my answer? ”

Xia Yunmo said: "Please speak!" ”

Sikong Dou laughed, laughing like a ghost, and then said sharply, "I'll let you see my answer now." ”

Sikong Dou's body suddenly turned over, and he was already swept towards Xia Yunmo, his palms came out together, and the two hands, which were originally very ordinary, suddenly became terrifying.

These two hands are as terrifying as ghost claws.

It's just that one ghost claw is pitch black, while the other is snow-white.

His left hand is practicing the white bone claw, and his right hand is practicing the claw, both of which are very famous and vicious kung fu in the rivers and lakes.

Each hand has been cultivated for at least twenty years of hard work, and there are countless heroes and heroes who have died in these two hands.

He had exhausted all these twenty years of hard work, and as long as he touched it with his fingertips, even a stone man would have ten more holes.

Xia Yunmo still didn't move, and when Sikong Dou got closer, his palm suddenly drew forward, and the palm was a blade, and the white jade-like palm glowed with a warm jade light, but it suddenly became as sharp as a sword.

Meteor Butterfly Sword

With his hand as a sword, a sharp sword aura has swept out.

The screams were already ringing out, and blood splattered in the air.

Sikong Douren had already flown out, crashed into a tree, and slid down, his hands were dripping with blood, and ten fingers had been cut off, very neatly.

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said, "I saw your answer, it was not a very rational answer. ”

The rest of the people's brows furrowed, they had never seen Xia Yunmo make a move, and they didn't take Xia Yunmo in their eyes.

But Xia Yunmo just slapped off Sikong Dou's ten fingers, just with this hand, there are not many people here who can do it.

Xia Yunmo looked at everyone, he still had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and he smiled: "I don't collect waste, this big-headed ghost king can't become my dog, I don't know what you think now?" ”

The one-armed divine dragon Hai Qikuo sneered: "The position of the old knife handle is not impossible, if you don't have much, ask me about the hook in my hand first." ”

The iron hook on his broken arm flashed in the air, and the cold light flickered.

Among the crowd, someone immediately responded: "Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him." ”

"Trespassing on the Ghost Villa, injuring the people in the village, must die."

"Kill him, and throw him away to the end of the world."

"Die!"

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Obviously, although Xia Yunmo's hand just now played a deterrent role, it still made them angry.

In an instant, the figure in front of him flickered, and the sound of the "sonorous" dragon chant resounded endlessly, and someone had already attacked Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo let out a long breath, he knew that if he didn't solve this group of ghosts, he would definitely not be able to get out of the ghost villa.

One sword, three knives, and two strange weapons, Xia Yunmo was already just a stone's throw away.

These weapons are famous in the rivers and lakes, and each one is enough to make countless people in the rivers and lakes fearful.

Xia Yunmo finally moved, he did not retreat, but advanced, took a step forward, and gently stroked the wide sleeves towards these weapons.

The silver light flew in the air, and then the sound of "呲" and "呲" sounded.

It was the sound of a weapon stabbing into the flesh, and at the same time, there was a rapid scream.

This sword, three knives, two strange weapons, all hit people, all hit their own people.

The weapons in their hands, I don't know what was going on, suddenly slashed at the people beside them.

Of the six men, five fell, and one was half on his knees, and although he escaped the vital point, the wound was still bleeding.

There was fear in his eyes, and in that moment, he seemed to have a vague nightmare.

Xia Yunmo looked at his white jade-like palm, he was very satisfied,

For top masters, it is extremely difficult to transfer their strength.

But if it is such an ordinary master, in this kind of group battle, he can exert a good power.

At the same time, the other masters also acted, and as soon as Hai Qi's broad arm stretched, the hook cut through the air and hooked towards Xia Yunmo's neck.

A pair of flying fish spines also appeared in the hands of Yu Huan, the owner of Flying Fish Island, and with a sweep of his body, he had already struck at Xia Yunmo in the air.

Oiran's hands had already changed into phantoms in the air, and countless cold rays appeared in the air, flying towards Xia Yunmo from all directions. This "rain in the sky" technique is not the best in the world, but it is not bad.

Except for the four Arhats, the four tigers, the lion, the elephant, and the leopard, the rest of the people all took action.

Everyone who shoots is first-class in martial arts, and his shooting experience is also incomparable.

They shot at the same time, and almost no one in the world could resist it.

But Xia Yunmo resisted.

Not only can it resist, but it can also fight back, and it can also hurt people.

And his weapon is just a pair of his fleshy palms.

This pair of fleshy palms is like a butterfly, shuttling through the crowd. He lightly crossed it, like a meteor smashing down, pouring a thousand pounds. Backhand everything, but like a sword out of the sheath, the edge is pressing.

Everyone's faces changed, and they found that Xia Yunmo's martial arts were even higher and more terrifying than they imagined.

Moreover, this man acted mercilessly.

Now there are a dozen people lying on the ground, some of them are injured and can no longer make a move, and some of them are dead.

After a stick of incense, only a few people were still standing, but they didn't dare to make another move, with a frightened look in their eyes.

And Xia Yunmo, standing with his hands in his hands, said: "Now, can I still be an old knife handle?" ”