Outside the door, three people stood in a zigzag shape.

The one at the head was ruthless and ruthless, wearing the costume of the Wuji Holy Sect's burial hall.

Dressed in a black robe with white trim, this costume was as cold as snow like his expression.

However, in the darkness, you can faintly see what he is carrying.

It was tall and stout, and it stood out in the dark.

The hall masters looked at it and saw that it was a coffin.

The coffin, dyed with vermilion lacquer and carved with a dragon motif, was about nine feet long, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, two feet six minutes at the widest point and less than two feet at the narrowest point.

However, the hall masters were not surprised.

This is the bad habit of Xiao Yiwen, the owner of the funeral hall.

Since Xiao Yiwen entered the Wuji Holy Sect, he seems to be carrying this coffin all the time.

No one knows why he was carrying the coffin.

I didn't dare to ask him why he was carrying the coffin.

He's such a weirdo.

As soon as people see him, they are attracted by the coffin behind him.

This coffin may only be taken down when you are asleep and bathing.

Xiao Yiwen's face was gloomy, and there were two disciples of the burial hall standing behind him.

A disciple's eyes were like torches, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, his back was straight, and he carried a sharp sword on his back, with a momentum as sharp as a sword.

The other disciple hung his head in despair, and his fat face was full of decadence.

It was Song Zhong and the fat man.

Shan Xiongxing automatically ignored Xiao Yiwen, the hall master of the burial hall, for Shan Xiongxing, the most important thing is to persuade the rest of the hall masters tonight to hand over Song Zhong to the head of the mirror department.

All this is to blame for Song Zhong being too arrogant, not only beating his son, but also killing several first-class masters in his hall!

Thinking about it, Shan Xiongxing shouted.

"Kneel down and admit your mistake!"

It is just four words, which contains a terrible internal force.

The internal force stirred and shook people's ears, like hearing the violent thunder in the sky, the ears were buzzing, and it was very painful.

This voice was too terrifying, and it shocked Song Zhong and the fat man's blood surged, especially the fat man, the fat man's martial arts were the lowest, and he was almost shocked to faint.

Not only that, but this sound woke up many disciples of the Wuji Holy Sect, and the disciples got up from their beds and found that the lights were on in the council hall, so they fell asleep again with no sense of boredom.

Song Zhong supported the fat man, staring at Shan Xiongxing, countless thoughts in his heart.

This big guy is Shan Yuancheng's father?

Is this guy sending people to Si Guo Cliff to assassinate me again and again?

He's got a big breath!

I don't kneel!

Song Zhong sneered and said: "The single hall master has profound skills, and only being a hall master is obviously a condescending talent. ”

Shan Xiongxing snorted coldly, and his face softened slightly.

Shan Xiongxing thought to himself that this Song Zhong was quite sensible, and he would actually make a sycophant, but unfortunately he still had to die, otherwise it would be difficult to vent the hatred in his heart, but he could consider leaving him a whole corpse.

Who knows, this Song finally changed his words, and said: "I think that the single hall master should go to sell cabbage, with the voice of the single hall master, even if it is sold in the Wuji Holy Sect, the voice should be able to reach Santang County." ”

As soon as Song Zhong's words fell, Shan Xiongxing felt that his chest was burning with rage.

"Giggles, the little brother speaks so nicely, the old lady appreciates you, like this kind of sentence, ten more sentences or eight sentences, the old lady likes to see this stinky man eat deflated. Zhu Yurou of Suzaku Hall smiled and threw a wink at Song Zhong.

Song Zhong trembled all over his body and got goosebumps.

Song Zhong stared at Zhu Yurou's beautiful appearance, and sighed in his heart, a woman is really difficult to deal with.

But polite words still have to be spoken, Song Zhong pushed away the fat man, bowed to Zhu Yurou, and said: "Hall Master Zhu has won the award, this is all the ability of the single hall master, but the single hall master is low-key, and he usually does not show the mountains and water, maybe the single hall master will also sell cabbage in private." ”

Xu Xiaotian's face covered with scars was extremely gloomy, Zhu Yu's smiling flowers trembled, and Xie Yushen's face was expressionless.

The fat man lowered his head, his cultivation was the lowest, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he could only hold it as hard as possible, so that it caused a slight tremor in his body.

And Shan Xiongxing himself was furious.

"Bastard thing!"

Shan Xiongxing took off the meteor hammer on his waist, brandished the meteor hammer, and struck towards the end of the Song Dynasty.

The huge momentum was shocking, Song Zhong's eyebrows jumped, the muscles on his face twitched, and he secretly said that it was not good.

The fat man's fear is greater, and this Xiongxing's martial arts are definitely several times more terrifying than that of the big boss of Black Wind Village.

The momentum alone scared him to the point that his legs trembled.

This is not at all on the same level as the first-class masters they have seen before!

Shan Xiongxing's martial arts can definitely be called terrifying.

In the face of this surging meteor hammer, Song Zhong and the fat man were powerless at all.

There is no way to dodge at all!

An inexplicable sense of fear suddenly arose in my heart!

When fear takes over their hearts, they forget to dodge!

Zhu Yurou's face changed, and she just wanted to make a move.

Who knows, Xiao Yiwen, who was as cold as snow, took a step forward and grabbed the meteor hammer with his right hand lightly.

The pair of meteor hammers were grasped in their hands like two potatoes.

Shan Xiongxing pulled hard, but found that Xiao Yiwen and the Meteor Hammer were not moving.

After a long stalemate, even the strength to eat milk was used, but he still couldn't pull the meteor hammer back from Xiao Yiwen's hands.

Shan Xiongxing's eyes were a little more jealous.

Suddenly, Xiao Yiwen let go of the meteor hammer and took down the huge coffin behind him, and the coffin smashed on the ground with a "boom", shattering the floor and breaking into stones of different sizes.

The whole chamber trembled slightly!

Xiao Yiwen's martial arts are extraordinary!

Removing the coffin, the success of this move will attract the attention of everyone present.

Xiao Yiwen easily did not remove the coffin behind him, and once he unloaded, he was ready to kill.

Song Zhong and Wang Chengda's fat man looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of this single Xiongxing is indeed strong, I am afraid that the three big masters of Heifeng Village and the three masters of the mirror will not be able to beat it.

Zhu Yurou also breathed a sigh of relief, and then, her tense nerves relaxed, if Xiao Yiwen didn't make a move to stop the meteor hammer. She had to stop it, if nothing else, she just couldn't get used to Shan Xiongxing's face.

Xiao Yiwen stared at Shan Xiongxing and said coldly: "If you want to come in and lie down for a while, I don't mind inviting you." ”

Xiao Yiwen's skin was very white, white like a dead man, and he carried the coffin all day long, which added a lot of horror.

Shan Xiongxing was stared at by Xiao Yiwen.

It's like being targeted by a dead person.

It's so weird!

Shan Xiongxing swallowed his saliva, a little frightened in his heart.

Xiao Yiwen continued: "Master Shan, I hope you will make it clear that Song Zhong and Wang Cheng are my disciples in the funeral hall, and it is not that you can hand them over if you say so. ”

Shan Xiongxing said angrily: "Then why are you bringing Song Zhong and Wang Cheng over! Tonight is to discuss the question of the two of them, in order to prevent the Holy Sect from having trouble with the Mirror Division, the two of them must be handed over to the Mirror Division!"

"The Mirror Division, the Mirror Division, the Mirror Division, is just a lackey of the imperial court!" Xiao Yiwen sneered: "Song Dynasty is my person, I say that if I don't pay it, I won't pay it, do you have any opinions?"

Xiao Yiwen's eyes swept over the conference hall, and everyone instantly had goosebumps, only feeling like they were being targeted by a dead person.

Although it is also a first-class martial artist realm, Xiao Yiwen's skills are bottomless, coupled with his strange martial arts and the reason why he is accompanied by a coffin all day long, few people dare to provoke Xiao Yiwen.

Shan Xiongxing turned his head, looked at Xu Xiaotian, and said, "What is Xu Tang's idea?"

Xu Xiaotian was also shocked by Xiao Yiwen's momentum, he snorted his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and did not say anything against it after all.

Zhu Yurou and Xie Duo looked at each other with deep faces, and did not say anything.

Xiao Yiwen didn't pay attention to everyone anymore, picked up the coffin and was about to leave with Song Zhong and the others.

Shan Xiongxing was anxious, and immediately waved the meteor hammer, wanting to stop Xiao Yiwen from leaving with Song Zhong.

Who knows, Xiao Yiwen seemed to have eyes behind his back, and burst out with terrifying killing intent.

The killing intent locked on Shan Xiongxing's body, as long as Shan Xiongxing moved a finger, Xiao Yiwen would immediately attack.

"Even if you do it, you can kill me, and Song Zhong and the two will be at your disposal. ”

"I did not bring them both tonight to give them out. ”

"I'm just taking them out to breathe. ”