Chapter 1360

Zhang Xuan is a killer. As a killer, dormancy is the most necessary factor.

Not far from the dock, Zhang Xuan and Quan Dingding are hiding in the fog. Zhang Xuan sits on the ground with his knees crossed, and even breathes. On Zhang Xuan, there is no trace of Qi. In his present state, he will not easily find Zhang Xuan in the fog, even if he is a cat level master.

Quan Dingding meditates behind Zhang Xuan. In addition to the sound of eating like a pig from time to time, his state is almost the same as Zhang Xuan's. All Ding Ding's strength makes people regard him as a fat man. It can be seen that his dormancy ability is no worse than that of Zhang Xuan.

It was very quiet in the thick fog. Only occasionally there were some sounds coming from the dock not far away. These sounds floated in the fog, like the wailing of ghosts.

Sitting cross legged, Zhang Xuan noticed that several more inheritors came to the dock. Uncle Xu welcomed them personally, with a sweet smile on his face.

The sun and the moon change.

The light gradually disappeared in this array. The darkness is full of fog, which makes the already unclear vision even more dim. Now even the things two meters away are not clear.

All the people in the dock are sleepy. Since they entered the array, their nerves have been in a tense state. Now they are relaxed and tired.

When you look up, you can see the full moon hanging high in the sky through the dense fog.

A touch of Su Sha suddenly cuts through the night sky.

"Here it is

Sitting there, Zhang Xuan closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward.

It was a cold light, cut through the thick fog, and went straight to the dock.

"Click!"

There was a clear sound, without any drag, and the dock split in two.

"Yang xingxia, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

In the middle of the dock, there was a big drink.

"Ha ha." Yang xingxia's light laughter rang out, "with you cats and dogs. Do you want to count me? As early as a few hundred meters away, I noticed your existence. Just in time, when you get together, I don't have to look for them one by one. Old man, kill them. Wei Lan will stay for me! "

"Old slave takes orders." The voice of Yang Shou's tomb sounded, and then the air around him was filled with a sharp edge.

"Kill In the dock, there was a loud shout.

It's a killing. And now, officially.

Yang Shou tomb, as the strongest group of people under the control of spirit, his strength is absolutely top in the world. Unless a few people make a move, no one will say that they can absolutely stop Yang Shou tomb. How can they face Yang Shou's sword. I can only escape.

Although there are a large number of inheritors, and there are also Taoist guardians, in front of Yang Shou's tomb, there are some gaps that can not be filled by the number of inheritors. Just the sharp edge that fills the air makes the vast majority of inheritors unbearable.

"Fat man, do you feel that someone is looking at you in the dark?" All Ding Ding beside Zhang Xuanchong spoke softly.

"No All Ding Ding shook his head. Then suddenly a shiver, a face of fear way, "brother, you can't scare me, this midnight."

Zhang Xuan knew clearly that when he asked this question, he just wanted to know whether Uncle Xu had started. From what happened in the daytime, Zhang Xuan confirmed that Uncle Xu was definitely the owner of the spirit who was about to wake up. Now all Ding Ding didn't feel the appearance of the spirit, which proved that Uncle Xu hadn't started yet.

Zhang Xuan is also waiting. He knows very well that his opportunities are not many.

Blood bloomed in the dark mist.

There are inheritors in the end.

"A group of rubbish, also want to do something to me. It's ridiculous Yang xingxia's arrogant voice resounded through the fog.

Although Yang shoumu is old and tall, he is just like the God of war. All the people who want to cross the thunder pool have paid the price.

Some inheritors have been killed. Together, they all look at a place, which is the backbone of their younger generation, Xu Chan.

Xu Chan looked at the blooming blood in front of his eyes. The strong smell of blood filled his nose. There was no expression on Xu Chan's face. He said in a voice, "what's the matter you are preparing for?"

"It's done!" Several inheritors stood beside Xu Chan, holding a short blade in their hands, "do you need to do it now?"

"No, wait." Xu Chan shook his head. There was no emotion in his eyes.

Yang's tomb guard is so strong that many of the guards are not his opponents at all. No one dares to step forward any more. They are afraid of being killed. Now their trump card is the method proposed by Uncle Xu. Once it is launched, it can definitely check and balance Yang Shou's tomb.

At the same time, there was no one in front of him. Those sharp points also advance 70 cm.

The inheritors all stepped back 70 cm.With every step taken by Yang shoumu, these inheritors step back.

"Quick, kill them all, and go to Loulan ancestral land. There's no time to waste here." Yang xingxia spoke impatiently.

"Yes, slave." Yang Shou's tomb raised his arm and covered the sky with swords. It was formed behind Yang Shou's tomb, and even the thick fog was cut. There was a strange emptiness behind Yang Shou's tomb.

"Xu Chan, come on!" A Taoist priest looked at the sword Qi all over the sky, and his eyes were splitting.

Xu Chan's successors are ready to take action.

"No, not yet!" Xu Chan waved to stop.

At the moment when Xu Chan waved his hand, another Taoist priest was pierced by the sword Qi and lost his life.

Seeing one person after another fall in front of them, the guards were in a hurry. They dared to gather together to ambush Yang Shou's tomb just because there was a trump card. But now, the trump card has not been taken out. If they only relied on their strength, they knew that they were not enough to kill Yang Shou's tomb.

Yang Shou tomb is very strong, every time he waved, will take a life.

One guard after another died miserably in the sword of Yang Shou's tomb. The eyes of the successors were red, but Xu Chan still stood there with no expression, as if the people who died in front of him were not human beings, but ants after ants.

"Xu CHAN! When is it going to be? "

"We can't wait any longer. People will die every second!"

The inheritors are as loyal as swords, and the Taoist guardians are their most loyal slaves. Over the years, they also have feelings.

Xu Chan raised his arm high. When the last Taoist priest burst into blood, his arm fell heavily, "hands on."

At this moment, an invisible pressure, will be slaughtering Yang Shou tomb, completely Zhenzhu.

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