Tan Shan's pupils shrank, and his gaze gradually focused on the marks on the wooden coffin board.

That mark is the mark drawn by his own sword intent.

"It's you!!You're the Southern Monk at the time!!"

Tan Shan exclaimed in surprise, watching the ugly man's gaze change again......

This ugly man had a grudge against himself since he was looking for the so-called immortal treasure in the Western Regions Wasteland, and then in Yunyang City, he didn't choose any big force, but he didn't expect that he was actually a member of the Three Corpses Sect!

Tan Shan's face changed slightly, what is the name of this ugly man, he doesn't know until now, but this man is very resentful, and now he is a member of the Three Corpses Sect, and he doesn't seem to be an ordinary disciple of the Three Corpses Sect, which is different from other black-robed people.

This ...... It's not easy.

Tan Shan squinted his eyes, and after exclaiming, he stopped making a sound, his right hand holding the broken knife tightened, and his feet opened and closed slightly to both sides without a trace, already putting on a fighting posture.

All of Tan Shan's actions and behaviors were clearly seen by Zhong Yuanju.

Zhong Yuanju sneered and raised his eyebrows.

"Good stance, but ......"

Halfway through his speech, Zhong Yuanju's eyes suddenly flashed, and his face became extremely vicious.

I saw Tan Shan on the other side, it seemed that he couldn't wait for Zhong Yuanju to finish this useless nonsense, and when Zhong Yuanju was halfway through his words, Tan Shan's figure had disappeared from the place, kicking up a cloud of dust on the ground.

In the next breath, Tan Shan's face was expressionless, with a knife shadow that was almost to the extreme, it was already approaching!

Zhong Yuanju's eyes narrowed, and his right hand swung instantly, placing the huge wooden coffin horizontally in front of him, and the gap in the wooden coffin opened and closed, pouring out a large amount of corpse qi from it......

Tan Shan's knife was very fast, and it had arrived in an instant, but when the blade slashed in front of the coffin, it couldn't be chopped down!

Tan Shan's pupils shrank slightly, and an ominous premonition arose.

This is not the first time he has seen this wooden coffin, he still remembers that when he first saw this man in the wasteland, his coffin was able to release a breath that he could not see, and that breath could swallow his sword qi......

Now that his blade can't be cut down again, could it be that it was caused by that strange aura?

Tan Shan did not doubt him, and after finding that a knife could not hurt the coffin in the slightest, he immediately retreated away from this strange coffin.

Zhong Yuanju sneered, how could he easily let Tan Shan leave?

I saw that the action of Zhong Yuanju's right hand holding the coffin remained unchanged, his eyes were vain, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and at the moment when Tan Shan retreated, his left hand stretched out like lightning and slapped it the wooden coffin standing horizontally in front of him.

Airplanes......

The final Yuanju's beat, as if it was not slapped on the wood, but on a layer of strange material, actually started from the place where the palm touched, and there was a buzzing sound......

Airplanes......

As this humming sound came out, Tan Shan's eyes shrank sharply, and his retreating body immediately accelerated, and an extremely terrifying aura seemed to be about to surround him!

"Open!"

Tan Shan burst into a shout, his whole body was on fire, and he couldn't see the trajectory clearly when the knife was broken in his hand, and he swung more than a dozen knives in a row in the direction where the wooden coffin buzzed out.

These more than a dozen knives already contain three points of knife intent.

Next breath time.

"Hiss......"

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Tan Shan's thick left arm was directly bitten off by an invisible thing, and a large piece of flesh and blood was directly bitten off, and the severe pain made Tan Shan sweat coldly.

"Brother Shan!!"

In front of the caravan, several monks in charge of the affairs had red eyes and wanted to fly forward, but they were stopped by Tan Shan, who had just landed, waving his hand.

Tan Shan fell to the ground, squatting and sliding backwards for several meters, gasping for breath, holding the broken knife in his right hand, leaning on the wound on his left arm, a large amount of blood gushing out, soaking the ground under his feet.

This man is so strong......

What kind of attack was it just now, and why can't I see anything...... Could it be the contents of the coffin......

Tan Shan narrowed his eyes, ripped off a large piece of fabric from his shirt to wrap the wound on his left arm, and frowned at the man who had just erected the coffin beside him.

There was a strange smile on the man's face, and Tan Shan always felt that in front of this man, there seemed to be an invisible existence looking at him.

Is it this invisible existence that can devour the sword qi, and even devoured the flesh and blood on his left arm at close range just now......

Tan Shan's face sank, he slowly stood up, his pupils glanced back, and then he looked at the ugly man opposite seriously.

The current situation is difficult to ride a tiger, even if he tries his best, he may not be able to defeat the man opposite, not to mention, there are still a few black-robed people eyeing over there.

On the other hand, on his side, except for a few monks in charge, the rest are mortals and have no combat ability at all, so if you look at it this way, the situation is not optimistic.

"Why, are you thinking of countermeasures, or are you waiting for rescue? But don't bother, you can't escape the fate of being a corpse today, no matter what. ”

The final modale sneered, revealing the yellowed teeth in his mouth, and his hoarse voice sounded uncomfortable.

Tan Shan took a deep breath, his face gradually calmed down, his right hand held the hilt of the knife, and a long-lost momentum gradually appeared on him.

This is the momentum of the sword, the mysterious three corpse sect man in front of him, the means of attack is the corpse qi in the coffin, so to deal with this invisible thing, it is necessary to use the same offensive to defuse.

Tan Shan's eyes flashed, the momentum up and down his body became stronger and stronger, faintly, there was a kind of rage and domineering in his eyes, such eyes that seemed to burn everything, staring at the final Yuan Ju opposite, making the final Yuan Ju suddenly startled.

He's building momentum!

Zhong Yuanju pursed his lips, his right hand left the coffin slightly, and after his right hand raised a height, he quickly slapped towards the coffin, the gap in the coffin opened and closed a little wider, and the corpse qi gushing out of it was even stronger.

Tan Shan's face remained unchanged, but his face looked more and more excited, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, as if he was laughing at Zhong Yuanju's incompetence.

Zhong Yuanju's face sank, the deity did not move, and his right hand quickly slapped three times on the coffin, only to see that the coffin had opened and closed nearly half, but the inside of the coffin was pitch black, and it was impossible to see what was stored inside.

At this moment, Tan Shan moved.

Tan Shan's speed was so fast that Zhong Yuanju's originally calm expression suddenly changed.

"So fast!"

Zhong Yuanju's eyes contracted, but he didn't panic too much, because he was extremely confident in his technique, which was the technique of the Three Corpses Sect.

This is...... Soul Restraint!

Tan Shan's figure approached in an instant, his face was expressionless, his momentum skyrocketed, and a broken knife was in his hand, like a god descending to earth.

At this time, I don't know if it was an illusion or what, when Tan Shan was very close to the final Yuanju, Tan Shan suddenly saw a huge grimace that suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The grimace was fleeting, but it was real, as if it was sheltering the motionless ugly man!

"It's ......"

Tan Shan was shocked in his heart, the grimace that suddenly flashed just now could it be that it was transformed by the breath that appeared from the coffin?

Between the lightning and flint, Tan Shan's sword intent had completely blocked the final Yuan Ju, the huge grimace was hideous, the ghost eyes were glaring, and the speed was also extremely fast, opening his mouth to swallow all the knife intent that was slashing in front of the final Yuan Ju.

In mid-air, there was a strange chewing sound, which made all the people in the caravan feel creepy.

"Sure enough!"

Tan Shan's eyes narrowed, the sword intent he swung just now was really swallowed by the huge grimace in the air, what is the origin of this grimace, it is actually able to devour the power of artistic conception!

It's not over yet, though!

The corners of Tan Shan's mouth raised slightly, and after his first round of sword intent attack was swallowed by the grimace, he did not immediately retreat, but took advantage of the inertia of speed to quickly approach the side of Zhong Yuanju.

Zhong Yuanju grinned, and his right hand was raised slightly again, ready to slap towards the coffin.

This is the time!

Tan Shan's eyes widened angrily, waiting for this opportunity!

He had already discovered that all the man's spells seemed to be carried out through the wooden coffin beside him, and the way to cast the spell was to shoot at the wooden coffin.

His right hand, from beginning to end, never left the surface of the coffin an inch, and even when he performed the operation, he raised it slightly, and then quickly slapped it down.

Therefore, his right hand has always been close to the coffin, and this is the flaw!

Tan Shan's eyes showed a strange glow, and his body twisted at a strange angle in mid-air, it seemed that the target was the final Yuan Ju, but in fact, his target was the wooden coffin.

Zhong Yuanju's slightly raised right hand, a very close distance away from the wooden coffin, was about to shoot down, and in a trance, Zhong Yuanju's pupils widened, and there seemed to be an incredible feeling in his eyes.

Raising his head suddenly, Zhong Yuanju saw that the huge grimace he had detained was biting on the powerful momentum emanating from Tan Shan's body, wanting to swallow Tan Shan's domineering sword momentum in one gulp!

And Tan Shan himself, the momentum of the sword was broken, and his face was slightly ruddy, but it did not affect his own actions, Tan Shan did not swing any knife intent attack, just slashed at his palm!

This knife is simply lightning fast, so fast that the final Yuan Ju doesn't have time to blink his eyes!

"Damn it!"

Zhong Yuanju scolded secretly, looking at this lifeless Tan Shan, if the thunderbolt knife was in his hand, he would definitely break his hand, could it be that he saw the flaw in his spell!

As a last resort, Zhong Yuanju could only withdraw his right hand, and the whole person turned to the left side, barely avoiding Tan Shan's lightning-fast knife.

At this moment, the right hand of the final Yuanju left the wooden coffin, and the blade went down, slashing down in the space where the original right hand of the final Yuanju was always next to the wooden coffin.

This slash cuts off the connection between the final foal and the wooden coffin!

After Zhong Yuanju's right hand left the wooden coffin, Tan Shan turned his face slightly sideways, and glanced at the huge grimace in mid-air, only to see that the grimace suddenly became dazed after Zhong Yuanju left the wooden coffin, as if he didn't know what he was doing.

The grimace that was originally gnawing on the momentum of the overlord sword disappeared in an instant, and Tan Shan's eyes flashed.

Knife intent!

Get on the band!

This is Tan Shan's battle method that he understood as early as the core battle of the Western Regions, and it is a combat technique that belongs to him Tan Shan!

It's a long time, but it's just a matter of lightning.

The final Yuanju had not yet stood on his side, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

I saw that in front of him, Tan Shan, who had been slashed with a knife, instantly skyrocketed in his momentum, and within his momentum, there was a supreme sword intent, and these knife intents could be integrated into the momentum!

The final Yuan Ju's complexion changed greatly, and the blank grimace that gnawed at the momentum in mid-air was instantly extinguished by the powerful sword intent, turning into a gray aura and dissipating into the air.