When Shi Xiaohai heard this, he didn't understand why the female corpse behind him couldn't hide her figure. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info burned with anger in his heart, and a handful of invisibility talisman paper that ripped off his forehead, and his figure appeared.

His eyes were about to burst into flames, and he glanced at the exit of the tunnel, and Gu Wu's guy was missing at this moment.

"Xiaohai, what the hell is going on?" Zheng Xiang said with a puzzled expression.

Shi Xiaohai's face was pale, and his eyes were full of murderous anger, but he couldn't get angry on Zheng Xiang's head. Under the pressure of anger, he said in a deep voice: "Come on." ”

Zheng Xiang was about to answer, but he didn't want a nervous and angry voice from the Corpse God Sect's camp.

"Dead wood corpse, what do you mean by that?"

The two sides of the truce originally gathered the gaze of the unconscious woman on Shi Xiaohai's back, and they all turned to look at the place where the Corpse God Sect spoke.

I saw that in a tunnel behind the Corpse God Sect's camp, a fair-skinned young man slowly walked out. The leader of the group, who had just ordered one person to go and ask for the support of Lord Deadwood, was looking at the visitor with a nervous expression. A group of black-clothed Corpse God Sect disciples saw that the people who came hurriedly retreated, and instantly made way for a passage.

The dead wood corpse had some similarities with that Zhu Ming, but his body was thin, and his eyes were full of the color of a vulture.

"I said, don't bother me..."

The voice of the dead wood corpse was very high-pitched.

The disciple of the Corpse God Sect who was the leader moved nervously and restlessly, faintly retreating his figure. But seeing the dead wood corpse standing behind the subordinate who had turned into a dry corpse, his Adam's apple surged dryly: "Love... The situation is critical..."

The corners of the dead wood corpse's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled weirdly. Clear eyes stared at the black-clothed man who was the leader: "I'm for your good, I'll refine it for you with such a waste subordinate, and you will be more comfortable using it." ”

The person headed by the disciples of the Corpse God Sect stammered, "Many... Thank you, Lord Deadwood..."

The dead wood corpse smiled, and with his cruel and gloomy eyes, he was like a ghost. I didn't see how he moved, and the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who had been refined into a zombie behind him walked out and stood behind the person who was talking.

Shi Xiaohai looked at the dead wood corpse with a soft voice and a cruel face, and recognized the person in his heart.

"Zhu Ershou!"

Shi Xiaohai's heart was shocked, and he felt very bad when he watched the disciples of the Corpse God Sect swish and tremble under Zhu Ershou's gaze.

Zhu Ershou, the dead wood corpse, smiled with a gloomy vulture, and his cruel eyes looked at the group of Izumo disciples.

The disciples of Izumo were stared at by such a strange and cruel gaze, and the soles of their feet were a little cold, and they tightened the long swords in their hands one after another.

Zhu Ershou, a dead wood corpse, looked at Shi Xiaohai, who was standing among Izumo's disciples with short hair like a flock, and his whole body trembled suddenly, as if he had been struck by lightning!

His cruel eyes stared at Shi Xiaohai, as if he wanted to see every hair of him.

Shi Xiaohai quickly took out the pitch-black longbow with his hands and feet, and an iron arrow was already on the string.

Zhu Ershou, the dead wood corpse, also saw Shi Xiaohai opposite. His face instantly turned hideously distorted, and his eyes were full of hatred.

staring at Shi Xiaohai stubbornly, he cried and laughed like a mad demon, this kind of appearance made everyone in this underground palace furious!

Crying and laughing for a long time, Zhu Ershou was like a ghost, gritting his teeth and muttering to himself: "It's been three years....three years..."

"I have been looking for you for a thousand two hundred and twenty-one days and nights...."

"Finally, you've appeared..."

Zheng Xiang also looked solemn, looking at Shi Xiaohai with a bow and an arrow that sank like water. Anyone can see that there is probably a blood feud between the two!

"You!"

Zhu Ershou, the dead wood corpse, suddenly opened his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were covered with blood, and Di hysterical roared: "Stone, small, sea!"

Zheng Xiang was a little incredulous, what kind of hatred would there be in this world that would make a person crazy to such an extent.

Shi Xiaohai's eyes flashed ruthlessly, and he struck first!

I saw that as soon as he snapped his fingers, the iron arrow whizzed out of the string, and he went straight to Zhu Ershou who looked like a mad demon!

Zhu Ershou looked crazy, but he could react very quickly. When he saw that Shi Xiaohai had already been wound with an iron arrow, his hands shook suddenly!

The hands that were originally slender with five fingers and even white skin instantly turned into dry roots!

"Deadwood Corpse Bearer!"

When Zheng Xiang saw this, he immediately exclaimed!

The enmity between Izumo Kendo and the Corpse God Sect is as deep as the sea, and since the beginning of the establishment of the Sect, there has been a bloody battle with the Corpse God Sect. He was familiar with the various spells of the Corpse God Sect.

Although the Corpse God Sect was defeated by the Three Holy Dao Sects many years ago, the Izumo Sword Dao, which is also a Dao Sect, has never dared to underestimate the Corpse God Sect whose inheritance is even older than the Three Holy Dao Sects. After all, it is rumored that in that bloody battle, a mysterious force intervened and rescued the elite of the Corpse God Sect!

The vitality of the Corpse God Sect was greatly damaged, but the inheritance was not broken because of this. This dead wood corpse hand is the most famous inheritance secret method of the Corpse God Sect, ranking second highest in the inheritance technique of the Corpse God Sect.

Zheng Xiang was a little embarrassed, and he was sure that the rumor was true at the moment! Now that the traces of the Corpse God Sect have appeared, then the next .....

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiang looked worriedly at the exit in the distance, what was more important at this moment was to pass on the news of the birth of the Corpse God Sect's inheritance technique.

The iron arrow castrated extremely fast, and everyone in the dungeon saw a black line flash in front of them!

Zhu Ershou's face was expressionless, and he saw that the ten fingers of his hands were moving again and again, as if there were invisible silk threads on his fingertips controlling something!

"The Way of the Deadwood"

As soon as the trick came out, Zhu Ershou's hands suddenly crossed and made a mistake!

The group of black-clothed Corpse God Sect disciples who were originally standing beside him were controlled by those dry hands, and immediately ten people lined up like marionettes in front of Zhu Ershou.

"Ahh

Screaming and screaming.

The iron arrow was extremely powerful, and when it came, the disciples of the Corpse God Sect who were lined up in front of Zhu Ershou pierced through it like a gourd!

The screams stopped abruptly, and Zheng Xiang looked at Shi Xiaohai's iron arrow in amazement, and after penetrating the bodies of the seven Corpse God Sect disciples, it stabbed into the chest of the eighth person!

One arrow is so powerful!

"Is that all you can do?"

Zhu Ershou had a gloomy vulture face, and his cruel eyes stared at Shi Xiaohai, full of disdain. The hands slowly fell, and the string of Corpse God Sect disciples collapsed like soft mud. The remaining three black-clothed men who were lucky enough to survive trembled all over, and they were stunned and didn't dare to move on the spot.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Corpse God Sect who were standing beside Zhu Ershou were terrified one by one. Immediately hurriedly retreated, staring at Zhu Ershou's dry hands with ten fingers flicking, for fear that the next person to become a puppet would be himself! Suddenly the crowd was crowded, and Zhu Ershou's surroundings were empty.

Shi Xiaohai's eyebrows tightened, he couldn't imagine that in the past three years of Zhu Ershou's life, his heart would be so dark. Even his own life is regarded as a mustard.

The Immortal Divine Technique was running wildly, and his heart was already beating several times faster than usual. Shi Xiaohai's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Zhu Ershou's dry corpse hand with a vigilant expression.