Treacherous and dark, this old beggar's kung fu is really evil.

In the thick black fog, everyone could no longer see his figure clearly, only the pair of wizened ghost claws were shocking, and the first target of the ghost claws was Kuaishiro's face.

The eerie aura came to his face, as if even the soul was about to be caught. His soul trembled and his whole body froze, and Kuaishou Luo seemed to remember the days when he was in a crowd of corpses and was brutally tortured and killed by thousands of zombies.

'Damn, I can't live this day!!

There was a roar in his heart, and Kuaishouluo hurriedly leaned back, avoiding the oncoming grab, but the ghost claw went downward, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to disembowel.

"What a great trick!!"

His body couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, but he couldn't help but shout in his mouth, and this shouting was exactly the yin wind roar he created.

Like a ghost, the loud voice penetrated through the fog and into the body, heading directly for the old beggar's spirit.

"Hmph, you're not bad!"

With a sneer, the old beggar's body paused for a moment, and then he took an ethereal step, flickering left and right, flickering forward and backward, like a ghost, attacking around Lao Luo casually, which was really unguardable.

In the blink of an eye, the old beggar circled around Lao Luo three or five times, and the black ghost claws left hundreds of scratches on Lao Luo's body, if it weren't for his quick reaction, I'm afraid he would have been torn to pieces by now.

Fortunately, Lao Luo has been staying in the zombie group every day for the past month, and similar scenes have long been commonplace, and after adapting to the rhythm of beggars, he quickly calmed down.

But after thinking about it seriously, he broke out in a cold sweat again.

It turned out that he had heard of this Moro claw when he was young, and it was the only cult in the territory of the Great Wu Kingdom, the introductory martial arts of the 'Moro Sect', and then there were two great masters, "Moro Holy Body" and "Moro Heart Method", if they were all refined, they could be incarnated into Moro and ascend to the demon world.

But many years ago, this Mora Sect was exterminated by the Black Lin Army, and later went away to other countries, and he no longer dared to set foot in the Great Wu Country, I don't know how he learned it? If he was a member of the cult, it would be troublesome!

Frightened in his heart, he had made up his mind that he must not lose to this old beggar. So, he once again used the Tiangang Divine Palm.

Roar~~~

There was a roar of rage in his chest, and the true qi hidden in the hundreds of bones of his limbs surged out, enveloping the alien true qi left behind by Moro's claws, and the mighty power poured out of his whole body like a tsunami.

The old beggar who had been sneaking around him again and again was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed Lao Luo's vest with one claw.

But Tiangang's strength was like a puddle of clear water, and when Moro's claws grabbed it, all the strength came together and wrapped around the beggar's claws.

"Hmph, you seem to have forgotten, I still have a hand!"

With a sneer, the beggar's other hand also moved, and this time he aimed at Lao Luo's waist eye.

But Lao Luo just smiled coldly, and as soon as he turned his body, he stood face to face with the beggar, and his palms were gently flicked, and the palm power like clear water flowed freely, entangled the beggar's hands like floating clouds and flowing water.

"Damn, slimy, annoying!!"

In the midst of the roar, the beggar's claws swung wildly, and with overwhelming force, the gurgling force was beaten into a white mist.

"Hmph, I'll see what you do now. ”

With a cold snort, he waved his hand violently, and was about to disperse this true qi, but Lao Luo took a step ahead of him and slapped his palm on his chest.

Suddenly, the mist seemed to be psychic, and with a sudden, it bypassed the beggar's arm and burrowed into his chest.

With a shrunk pupil, the old beggar didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly shouted angrily, activating all his whole body skills, turning into a black wall of qi, trying to stop the white mist.

But the fog was treacherous, but instead of breaking through, he changed the route and went to the beggar's eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

At this moment, even the old beggar was scared into a cold sweat, where did he dare to underestimate him? Hurriedly collected his internal strength, rolled all over the ground, desperately trying to avoid this strange fog.

But no matter how fast a person's speed is, how fast can he be out of breath? Therefore, he struggled three or two times, and the white qi penetrated into his seven orifices and entered his body.

"Damn, you deceive people too much!!"

Roar, mad roar, he seemed to even roar with his soul. At the same time, the white qi that Lao Luo had just killed was also forced out.

With a sigh of humming, taking the white qi into his body, Lao Luo couldn't help but take three steps back.

Sure enough, the old beggar stood up again with a carp, and this time, his eyes had burst with fierce murderous intent.

"Hmph, what do you mean, if I really defeat you, no matter where you come from, you can enter the valley?"

He asked coldly, as if he still had a killing move in his hand, and although Lao Luo frowned, he still nodded:

"Yes, our valley lord has always said that whatever he says is what he says, as long as you can defeat me, whether you are a cultist or a wanted criminal, our Valley of the Dead will definitely protect you to the end!"

Hearing this, not only the old beggar's complexion changed drastically, but even the people in the surrounding rivers and lakes, and even the Heilin Army who was secretly observing from a distance, all shrank their pupils:

'It's terrible, they really want to rebel~~~'

The thought came to almost all of them in an instant, and most of them felt a hint of jealousy and unease, but the old beggar quickly burst out laughing:

"Okay, okay, you Valley of the Dead are really courageous, in that case, I'll tell you the truth, in fact, I'm not a cultist, I'm not a wanted criminal, I'm just a thief. I've stolen a lot of things in my life, such as the "Moro Heart Method" of the Moro Sect, and the phantom nail rake of the Five Poisons Gate~~~"

"What? You actually stole these things?"

At this time, everyone couldn't be calm, the three of them were frightened, and the rest of them were greedy. What they were horrified of was the trouble on this old man, you know, although the Moro Sect has gone away and has even been annexed by other cults, but the influence is still there, and it is strange if they steal their Zhen Sect magic skills and do not join, this is not hunted down.

And the most troublesome is the Five Poison Gate, which is the master of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, the strongest force in the rivers and lakes of the 80,000-li Red Owl Country, and even the super giant who once killed the 100,000 rebels of the Red Owl Country overnight, whether in the underworld or the white road, they are all king-like existences, stealing their treasures, isn't that looking for death?

And the others are like seeing a big meal, their eyes are full of greed, maybe they don't know what the phantom nail rake is, but, since it is the treasure of the Five Poison Sect, it is not much worse, right?

In their hearts, they had secretly decided to snatch it, but when the old beggar stretched out his hand, and a black, foggy, and obscure nail rake appeared out of thin air in his hand, their pupils still shrank, and they burst back three steps.

It's so strong, it's so resentful, this nail rake seems to be alive, although it is silent, but it makes people feel that it is screaming, struggling, cursing, and scolding.

It wasn't like a physical object, but a phantom virtual body, and although it didn't seem to be powerful, the instincts of the body told everyone that this thing was terrifying, even more terrible than the old beggar himself.

"Hehe, do you want to admit defeat yourself, or do you want me to defeat you personally?" However, you have to think clearly, this thing is so powerful, even I can't control it, if you have to fight me, whether you can survive in the end, I can't guarantee you!"

As he spoke, the old beggar shook the nail rake in his hand, and he was quite proud, but Lao Luo just smiled coldly:

"Hmph, I thought you had some tricks, it turned out to be just a broken nail rake, then I'm relieved. ”

As he spoke, he leisurely took out a black iron card, this iron card is the same as Duan Fei's Demon King Order, the word 'Demon' on the front is terrifying, and the demon relief on the reverse side is even more terrifying, it turns out that this is an imitation made by the Golden Horn Fairy, although it cannot summon the Demon King, but it can use the demonic evil energy between heaven and earth to defend itself against the enemy.

"Hmph, you think you can match me with a broken token!!?

With a sneer, the old beggar turned around and smashed it at Lao Luo with a swing of the nail rake.

This smash, the nail rake roared directly, as if there were endless fierce spirits roaring in it, and every sharp tooth was like a bloodthirsty murderous thing, eager to break Lao Luo's body into thousands of pieces in a blink of an eye.

It's horrible, it's murderous, what the hell is this?

At this time, even Duan Fei, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, and Lao Luo just narrowed his eyes and immediately drove the iron card.

But when he saw the iron card whining, the demon king on the opposite side seemed to be alive, and he came out all of a sudden, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the old beggar's nail rake with a single slip.

The nail rake in his hand was snatched away at once, and the old beggar was startled at first, but then he smiled coldly, only to see him quickly bite his index finger, flick his fingers towards the demon king with teeth and claws, and pop out the essence blood on his fingertips.

For a moment, the demon king who had swallowed the nail rake actually began to roll all over the ground, as if the nail rake in its belly began to toss desperately again.

This is terrible, it stands to reason, this nail rake is just an illusory thing composed of evil qi and resentment, and if it encounters an iron card that specializes in using demonic energy, it is bound to lose, why does it have the upper hand now?

Lao Luo was surprised in his heart, but he didn't stop in his hand, only to see that he also bit his fingertips, towards the middle of the word 'demon' on the front, and in an instant, the power of this iron card skyrocketed, and directly emitted a red light, covering the demon king rolling all over the ground, and in an instant, the demon king's expression was serene.

The old beggar, however, laughed leisurely, and saw him fall to his knees and bow his head with great reverence:

"Seven fairies, please come out directly!"

Stunned, Lao Luo was confused, and when he thought that the other party was going to summon the seven fairies, the demon king suddenly exploded, and at the same time, seven spiders with a large grinding plate swarmed out, and in an instant, Lao Luo was directly frightened and jumped up:

"Damn, what the hell is this a fairy? Why are you kidding me???"