On the carriage, the thick and simple bronze coffin seems to come from another dimension, forming a sharp and dazzling contrast with the modern lantern Changdao, which is full of bronze rust like a green tumor, which makes people's thoughts seem to be pulled back thousands of years ago, the Warring States period dominated by bronze.

The flickering lights of the car hit it, and the color on it was so green that it seemed to be moldy and occlusive, and the whole ground was stained with its ancient green, and the cratered and heavy coffin weighed down the city's originally slightly turbid air.

The driver of the sedan crawled out of the car, trembling his wet crotch, screaming and running to the side of the road.

All the cars on the highway in a large area have stopped, and even several intersections in the front and back sections have all been paralyzed.

After the ancient coffin appeared, there was no further movement, and the frightened voices gradually faded with the next calm.

The panicked crowd began to look at the coffin from afar after a few minutes of calm.

One dead thing wasn't enough to completely distract people, so the panic erupted for a short time.

A bold bearded man took the lead in approaching the bronze coffin, and then bold people began to slowly gather around the coffin.

Han Xu and Bai Liuyi, who also wore masks, were also one of them, but unlike the frightened looks of the rest of the crowd, their faces were more dignified and sharp from the warriors.

"What is this?"

"Coffin?"

"Why are you here all of a sudden?"

With so many people, one person and one question, it was extremely noisy, and it was difficult to hear the rest of the voices, Han Xu frowned, looking at the huge coffin that occupied his main line of sight.

After getting closer, you can see that there are some lines on the bronze coffin, but these lines are essentially different from the card patterns, Han Xu is very sure that these lines are not as mysterious as the card patterns, just some decorative lines, but these decorative lines obviously have some different symbolic meanings.

"Where's the driver? The driver in this car is gone!"

Wearing a snow-white mask, her fair skin looks as attractive as candy under the light of the orange street lamp, and the heaviness of her face is like this bronze coffin, which makes people feel uneasy to watch.

Han continued to take two steps forward, looking at the bronze closer.

The more he walked in, the more he could feel the feeling of oppression transmitted from above, as if pieces of bronze rust began to grow into his body, and his breathing was a little blocked.

The traces that can only be left by real years all show its true age.

"It's a millennia-old bronze, not a recent imitation. Han continued to endure the depression, took a few steps closer, and really stood beside the body.

The bronze coffin has several skulls that appear to have been pressed, with no fully developed bones, announcing the age of the undead when they lived. Han continued to count, there were eight in total, hanging on the four corners and sides of the coffin lid, biting the lid and the coffin body like eight locks.

Han Xu frowned.

If it was just a bronze coffin, then it was probably an ancient artifact, but the skull head hanging on it knew that it should not have existed for many years at a glance, and it was undoubtedly broken.

"It's a child's head. Bai Liuyi stood beside him, his voice slightly cool, "There is similar witchcraft among the witch clan, using the innocence of children as a gathering point for their evil spirits. ”

Han Xu's eyes narrowed like a silver needle, and he asked in a low voice, "It should be a wizard's witchcraft, but I haven't heard of such witchcraft." What does this mean?"

Bai Liuyi looked up at the bronze coffin and shook her head, it was obvious that she had not heard of such witchcraft either.

Witchcraft represents ghostly power, and the bronze coffin with the child's skull is undoubtedly proclaiming something. And there was not a trace of witchcraft emanating from it, it was obvious that this was a high-grade witch weapon, or a coffin that had applied powerful witchcraft.

And now it doesn't seem like an accident at all, everything that happened should be in some kind of calculation, so what is the significance of its appearance? What is the purpose of this coffin?

Sirens were heard in the distance, and the roar of the army's iconic military trucks was also unexpected.

Han Xu wanted to get closer and climb up to the carriage to see, the junction between the coffin lid and the coffin body, but suddenly blew out a cold air with quaint dust, and then Han Xu found that he couldn't take another step.

The inability to step forward is no longer because of the breath transmitted by the coffin itself, but a powerful and terrifying coercion from people, full of bloodthirsty murderous aura.

His and Bai Liuyi's faces changed almost at the same time, and the two of them suddenly raised their heads in unison, looking at the coffin that was slowly changing.

The coffin board of the coffin began to move slowly as if it had been moved, and the skulls of the eight children on it began to nod their heads incessantly, approaching the threshold, and then bursting in an instant.

Bone fragments flew out and hit a woman in the face.

"Ahh

Sensing the anomaly, all the masses began to fade out like a frenzy.

Under the gaze of Han Xu and Bai Liuyi, a few seconds later, the lid of this coffin was completely moved to the side, and the coffin lid, which was about a thousand pounds heavy, flew out to the side like cardboard, smashing cars one after another.

"Boom-"

The roar rang through the corner, and the screams that had not long since ceased began to appear in the mouths of almost everyone, and these middle or high citizens fled frantically towards the far end!

And a terrifying momentum that was so powerful that only in the White Emperor could only be experienced in this life began to shroud this majestic land from this green coffin like the old dust scattered in it.

Under the gaze of Han Xu's wide eyes, inside this coffin, a pitch-black hand that seemed to be charred suddenly stretched out and buckled the coffin board.

The cold continued to breathe and choked.

Then, a man who was also a human and a ghost wearing a half-burnt black iron mask on the left side of his face and only a hollowed-out black close-fitting armor slowly stood like a sky-killing sword that was gradually rising.

As soon as he stood, all the cars on the ground were thrown to the roof as if they had been hit by a boulder, and the sound of the metal deformation of the body stretched the entire road.

Han Xu's eyes widened and he looked at him.

He looked very slender and well-proportioned, like a long sword, not too thin, as if his own body should be like this, and every inch of his body seemed to be scorched by flames, and his whole body matched his appearance, like an elongated shadow of a demon under the wolf's tooth moon. The light or the moonlight could not leave light on him, it would only make him look more and more nocturnal.

A shoulder-high, pitch-black, slender sword, held in his hand, unfolded into the air as he stood, sharpening the air, and when it flowed gently, one would feel as if it was being cut.

The slender sword, because of the existence of a hollow pattern, looks extraordinarily ostentatious, and the contrast between the night is not as deep as it is.

It is as black as ink, and people are like demons.

He suddenly opened his mouth like a black hole, and a mouthful of thick black qi that had been sealed in his body for a long time diffused from it, and the monstrous aura on his body, as well as the crazy sense of dancing with ghosts and gods, stained half of the sky.

This extremely impactful picture, Han Xu and Bai Liuyi forgot to breathe at the same time.

People throughout the East Forest District have forgotten to breathe.

In this originally quiet corner, all living beings still existed, but it seemed that all of them fell into dead silence, and all the screams were annihilated in the night.

With every gulp he swallowed, he seemed to be sucking the brilliance of heaven and earth into his heart, and then turning it into black enough to dye everything.

The person who came slowly turned his head sideways, his eyes as vast as the starry wilderness, and looked down at the Federation genius martial artists Han Xu and Bai Liuyi who were standing next to the coffin, and the backs of the two of them were dripping cold sweat at the same time.

This long-lost absolute suppression made Han Xu's face pale, and in the face of this coercion that was far from being able to compete with a character like him, he felt the same irresistible sense of admiration as ten years ago, let alone take a step back.

His vertebrae were all under this oppressive force, making a subtle sound of bone compression.

In the past, everyone in the underground of Wanyu City talked about the tiger and the destroyer, at this time, like an ant, he couldn't move.

Douda's sweat rolled down from his sideburns, looking at this tall man who looked like a real devil, Han Xu's tightly oppressed and unable to be distracted squeezed out of the name that everyone in the entire human world knew and everyone knew.

"Mega...... Ga?"

......

The way he looked at the two of them, he was undoubtedly looking at the two ants, but he seemed to see that the two of them were not ordinary, and there was a subtle discoloration in his eyes.

However, this is not ordinary and still insignificant in his opinion.

Zhaojia's gaze flickered, and the figures of Han Xu and Bai Liuyi were like two stones thrown out, turning into two lines, and suddenly smashing towards the shop on the side.

Han Xu slammed into a clothing store, the tall glass window shattered, and he slammed his whole body into the wall, smashing the beautiful plastic advertisement to pieces, and then slammed the whole person to the ground.

Such an impact was nothing to him as a martial artist, but his body was still traumatized under the impact, which made him cough uncontrollably. He hurriedly looked up ahead, shocked.

His feeling was not wrong, in the entire Divine Wind Federation, there was only one person with such a crazy appearance, only one person, as crazy and sharp as the sword in his hand.

The legendary character, it is unbelievable that he will appear here at this moment.

......

Zhaojia's gaze slowly rose and fell flat to the back of the truck, and all the vehicles on the road were like toys fiddling with a pair of invisible hands, pushing aside to the sides, revealing a half-empty dark road.

Two hundred meters away from the side of the highway, a middle-aged man wearing a gray jacket, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary appearance, stood quietly in the middle of the road, and as the car was pushed away, he clearly appeared in Zhaojia's field of vision.

Zhaojia's mood obviously fluctuated, the black long sword in his hand was slightly sideways, and the bright moon in the sky was reflected in it for a moment, and then disappeared on it as if it had been swallowed by it, and on the ground in front of him, a wide crack began to appear, spreading towards the man.

On this asphalt road, a hideous opening began to stretch.

The man raised his head slightly, looking at the black devil standing in the bronze coffin, his expression did not fluctuate at all, but his thick brows drooped slightly.

"In order to approach me silently and not let me notice, I joined forces with the old ghost of Yin Yan and used his lock ghost coffin to block all the breath on my body.

Zhaoga, thank you for your hard work. ”

The man's voice was calm, slowly straightening up his spine, which had bent to hide his identity. is not as wild as Zhaojia, he is like an ordinary middle-aged man, even at this time.

Zhaojia burst out laughing, his laughter so sharp and merciless that it seemed to stab everything around him. His voice was also extraordinarily sharp, like his long, slender man, like his long, slender sword:

"Lin Xuechen, how are you still running?"

"Today, you are destined to die at my hands. ”

As soon as the two of them spoke, the entire Wanyu City seemed to tremble.

Han Xu took a deep breath, and the palm of his hand propped up on the ground felt that this heavy earth seemed to be extraordinarily thin tonight.

He looked at the two Divine Wind Federation legends on the two sections of the road, the two strongest martial artists in the entire human race, and felt a shocking tingling in his back.

The first mechanic of Diling Province, one of the most wanted criminals of the Kamikaze Federation - Lin Xuechen!

The first martial artist of Diling Province, a sword demon who is crazy about swords-Zhaojia!

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