Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

The coffin suddenly became dead silent.

The young man and Ji Changsheng immediately became alert and shone their flashlights forward.

Under the weak flashlight light, something suddenly appeared in front of the two.

A pale and hideous ghost face!

The evil ghost had disheveled hair, red eyes, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and four sharp fangs turned outward.

The image was very strange and terrifying!

This thing appeared without any signs. If it were a timid person, he would probably faint on the spot.

Fortunately, the two had prepared in advance and did not panic, but reacted at the same time.

Both palms slapped out together.

Boom!

A muffled sound.

The evil ghost was slapped and flew out more than ten meters, fell heavily to the ground, and screamed.

"Ah!"

Ji Changsheng and the young man were both stunned.

Why is it a human voice! ?

Before the two could react, they saw the evil ghost groaning and getting up from the ground, protesting with dissatisfaction.

"You actually hit me. I don't want to play anymore. You are too shameless."

Ji Changsheng was shocked.

This "evil ghost" was obviously a human pretending to be a ghost. Who would be so bored to pretend to be a ghost here to scare people?

What surprised him even more was that he and the little brother attacked together.

This man was hit by two solid palms, but he was not injured!

This cultivation is simply incredible.

The little brother was also confused and didn't understand what was going on.

The man saw that they didn't react, and walked over with a smile.

"Two bad boys were scared by me, right? I won, hahaha!"

Ji Changsheng raised the flashlight and shone it, and then he could see the man's appearance clearly.

I saw that the man was tall and straight, about 1.85 meters tall, wearing ancient clothes, unkempt, like a beggar.

There was a layer of white powder on his face, I don't know if it was flour or something, and red paint was painted on the corners of his mouth.

The fangs in his mouth were naturally fake.

The man put his hands on his hips and laughed with a smug look on his face.

He laughed unscrupulously, like a three-year-old naughty boy who succeeded in a prank.

The young man was confused. Who was this crazy man?

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Hearing this, the man wiped off the makeup on his face and revealed his true face.

He was an old man in his seventies or eighties, with chicken skin and white hair.

But his eyes were bright and his cultivation was unfathomable.

The old man looked at him with a strange look, then his whole body trembled and looked at the young man with an incredible look.

He stretched out a finger and pointed at the young man.

He said tremblingly.

"You... why are you here again?!"

"Are you done yet? Get out of here!"

After saying that, he suddenly slapped the young man's chest with a palm.

This man was crazy, and the young man had been prepared for it. He immediately dodged and barely avoided the palm.

The two people's movements were extremely fast, and they exchanged a move in just a blink of an eye.

The old man missed his attack, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered with disdain.

"You stole my skills, but you haven't mastered them yet, and you dare to show off in front of me!"

"You're asking for a fight!"

After saying that, he twisted his waist and suddenly made an extremely strange posture.

He punched from an unexpected angle.

His movements and postures are almost impossible for humans to do!

The young man had never seen such a strange move, and his reaction was a beat slower. He was hit in the chest and stepped back several steps.

Fortunately, he already had a superhuman physique, and this punch did not cause him any harm.

But even so, the old man's strange move was very powerful, and his martial arts skills were obviously better than the young man's!

When the old man saw that the young man had no signs of injury, his face suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Stinky boy, have you broken the taboo and gained power that does not belong to humans?"

"Damn it, damn it!"

As he said that, his expression became more and more crazy, revealing a fierce killing intent.

He clenched his right fist and made an exaggerated punching posture.

This posture was full of flaws, with his whole body wide open, as if he had no martial arts skills at all.

But in the eyes of Ji Changsheng and the young man, it was a different feeling.

Back to the basics, great skill in simplicity!

The old man's martial arts skills were terrifyingly high!

"Seven Styles of Rage Fist - Collapse Fist Style!"

After a short period of accumulation, the old man gathered all his strength in his right fist and punched the young man fiercely.

This punch seemed slow, like the old man doing Tai Chi in the park.

But in the eyes of the young man, this punch could not be dodged.

In a flash.

A big hand came out of nowhere and blocked the young man.

The fists and palms intersected, making a muffled sound.

Bang!

The old man retreated more than ten meters in a row, crushing the floor with every step he took, his face turned dark, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

After finally standing firm, he opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Ji Changsheng just shook his upper body slightly, without taking a step back.

The two sides exchanged one move.

The winner was immediately decided.

The old man covered his chest, his face was extremely ugly, and his breathing became heavy, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

"Demon King, you actually brought the Demon King here, I, I!"

The old man's eyes became confused, and his speech began to be incoherent.

"Who am I, who are you? Where is this!"

"Ah!"

With a scream, the old man held his head with both hands, rolled over and over on the ground, and looked very painful.

Ji Changsheng said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I didn't hurt his life."

Then he walked forward and held the old man firmly.

The old man suddenly trembled all over, as if he was extremely scared.

After looking at Ji Changsheng with a horrified look, he couldn't help crying.

"Wow, don't hit me, I don't want to play anymore, I want to go home!"

The moment before, he was still a peerless master with a heaven-defying cultivation.

The next second, he was like a bullied three-year-old child, crying very sadly, with tears and snot.

Ji Changsheng and the little brother looked at each other and understood.

This old man is not just crazy, but a real lunatic!

But how could there be a lunatic in the coffin of the Zhang family's ancestor?

Could this person be the first generation of the Zhang family's patriarch?

Ji Changsheng thought for a while and said.

"Little brother, help me hold him down."

The little brother hurried forward and held the old man firmly.

Skill: Miraculous Rejuvenation Technique is activated!

A strange energy flowed through the old man's body, instantly healing his injuries.

After a while.

The old man's emotions finally calmed down, and his turbid eyes became clear.

When he raised his head, he was no longer in a crazy state.

"You..."

After he said two words, his old face suddenly turned red, and he seemed a little embarrassed and did not continue.

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly asked.

"Old man, who are you? Why are you here?"

After the old man looked at the young man, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, with helplessness and guilt in his smile.

"Nonsense, this is my tomb, of course I am here."

Ji Changsheng and the young man looked at each other.

This old man with mental illness is actually the ancestor of the Zhang family? !

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