Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

Gusts of wind howled.

"Woooooooo..."

The silent villa was suddenly broken by a burst of crying and whimpering.

"Woo woo... woo woo... woo woo..."

"Four masters and five aunts, you guys died so miserable... woo woo woo... who can help me... my father, my mother... why did you leave so early, so pitiful The child stays in the world... woo woo woo..."

"Something is coming!"

Chen Guo sent a reminder on WeChat.

Chapter 20 A strong enemy strikes, practice the grandmaster horizontally!

The nightmarish devil's cry seemed to echo in my ears.

In the dark night, it creates an eerie atmosphere, which makes people stand still.

In the living room of the villa.

A dozen or so members of the Chen family gathered together in a group, looking terrified.

The younger girls were trembling even more.

"Dad, are those people you invited today reliable?! If I had known, I would not have come back today."

A girl who looked like a high school student was fidgeting in front of Chen Dali, like a light on her back.

Chen Dali listened to the sobbing cries outside, his face was pale and bloodless, and his scalp was numb for a while.

Sighing, "At this point, we have to rely on them to be reliable. If even they are helpless, then...then we have no choice but to move."

This villa cost tens of millions and was completed in less than three years.

If he really wanted to give up on this, Chen Dali would inevitably feel a little bit pained.

After all, if it becomes a haunted house, generally no one is willing to take it over.

For now, he can only pray desperately that the group of people sent by Feng Zhenghao can solve his troubles.

outside the villa.

Following Chen Guo's reminder, Han Jue and Feng Shayan heightened their vigilance and focused on everything within their field of vision.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A black shadow parted the ground and slowly poked its head out of the doghouse on the edge of the lawn.

He wears a black conical hat on his head and holds a mourning stick in his hand.

The stick was wrapped with dense strips of white rags.

"Is this attire really Quan Xing's little weeping grave man Xue Fan? No, Xue Fan has never learned how to walk immortals."

The ability of the Grave Cryer to get out of the mud obviously comes from the earth movement technique of the Xingxian lineage in Jialong Mountain.

Han Jue stood in the middle of a branch of a big tree, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself.

Half of the grave-crying man's body is inserted into the soil, with the abdomen above exposed.

While waving the mourning stick, he wailed loudly.

Han Jue frowned after listening for a while.

Feng Yaya, who was squatting on his shoulder, suddenly supported her head and pouted, "Brother, I'm a little dizzy..."

Han Jue was taken aback, no good, almost forgot that the cry had the effect of summoning souls!

So, he put Feng Yaya off his shoulders, clamped it under his armpit, and gave her a slap without saying a word.

"Snapped!"

Feng Yaya woke up instantly, kicked her two short legs, and said aggrievedly with her mouth flattened: "Why did you spank his ass?"

Han Jue: "..."

No reason, because I only know this simple, crude, direct and effective method!

"Get ready to do it. That kid seems to be very alert. I'm afraid it's impossible for him to come out completely."

Han did not make any noise and informed Feng Shayan and Chen Guo on WeChat.

"Okay, you count, let's shoot together."

"1, 2, 3, up!"

Quickly issuing instructions, Han Jue maxed out his agility attributes, stomped off the half-human-thick branches where he had landed, and his body, like a menacing tiger descending the mountain, rushed towards the grave-crying man.

Feng Shayan and Chen Guo activated their abilities almost at the same time.

The gap in strength between the three is evident at this moment.

What Feng Shayan used was her ultimate move, the ground shrinking technique.

Almost in the blink of an eye, her figure appeared on the right side of the Grave Cryer.

Han Jue's speed was not weaker than hers, even faster than hers, landing first.

On the other hand, Chen Guo's performance in this aspect was obviously insufficient, at least six or seven steps behind the two of them.

"Pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

Before the grave cryer could react, Han Jue gave a deafening shout and stomped his feet.

Leg technique · [-]% strength, you will feel numb even if you stomp on it!

"Oh!"

The ground around Grave Cryer's body immediately collapsed and cracked, turning into a huge mudstone pit.

Expose the Grave Cryer's entire body.

He looked around blankly.

There is an inexplicable illusion of being stripped of clothes.

What happened?

Han never gave him room to think.

Throwing Feng Yaya back casually, a bronze-colored arm grabbed the grave weeping man brazenly.

"Whoosh!"

Little Loli turned a few somersaults and fell backwards.

Feng Yaya: "..."

Brother hey, Ning really doesn't do any personnel work!

The Grave Cryer finally realized that he had fallen into a trap and was surrounded.

He raised his right arm decisively.

The mourning stick, which had been soaked in countless corpse oils, swung out towards Hanjue's arm with a smell of rotting corpses.

at the same time.

He looked in another direction.

Feng Shayan was waving her two arms in the air, staring at him.

The grave-crying man was determined, grinning and preparing to howl twice.

Taking advantage of the opponent's dizziness and loss of consciousness, he escaped with the help of the Earth Immortal.

An invisible force suddenly came from under his feet.

"Bang bang bang..."

Several punches hit him from bottom to top, knocking his body away.

It was Feng Shayan's Hundred Steps Divine Fist combined with space shuttle.

Han Jue took the opportunity to grab the grave-wailer's neck.

A dry land plucks the onion and pulls him out of the mud pit.

Clenching his left hand into a fist, he slammed it hard at the face of the grave-crying man.

"Boom..."

The Grave Cryer was terrified and was hit by a punch before he could dodge in time.

The nose bleeds violently, the bone of the bridge of the nose is broken, the eyes are darkened, and he passed out.

The mourning stick slipped feebly from his palm.

The conical hat on his head flew several meters away under the blow of Han Juequan's wind.

A strange middle-aged man's face was revealed.

It was not the Xue Fan that Han Jue had expected.

In fact, Han Jue had already noticed that the opponent's body shape was completely different from Xue Fan's when he made the move.

Xue Fan is relatively thin.

But the one in front of him is much stronger.

"This guy can use ground movement, tie him up!"

Han Jue threw the grave-cryer to Chen Guo.

For a foreigner who is good at ground magic, as long as he keeps his head clear and mobilizes the innate qi in his body, he can get out of desperation without anyone noticing.

Therefore, absolutely cannot leave any chance for the other party to display their abilities.

Chen Guo took out a piece of dark thick hemp rope from somewhere, and tied it with a tortoise shell very skillfully.

Han Jue: "???"

Feng Shayan: "???"

At this time.

Accompanied by two boiling sheep, Feng Yaya stumbled back from a distance, twitching her nose and wanting to cry.

Feng Shayan glared at Han Jue, and said angrily, "Can you be gentle with my sister, she is still a child!"

Han Jue smiled mischievously: "...next time, definitely next time!"

"Hmph! You'd better be careful." Feng Shayan snorted coldly.

The two turned their faces to look at the grave wailer who was tied up by Chen Guo.

Feng Shayan was full of suspicion.

"This guy is playing tricks at Uncle Chen's house, who is he?"

Han Jue shook his head, if it wasn't Xue Fan, he really wouldn't know who it was.

"Take it back and show it to Boss Chen. There is a wrong and a debt. Since the other party keeps harassing him, maybe it is his old acquaintance."

"That's right, let's go. I didn't expect this errand to go smoothly. I thought this guy wouldn't show up tonight... But that's okay, we can go back tomorrow." Feng Shayan was surprised.

"Uh... well..."

Han Jue faintly felt that something was wrong.

Turning his head abruptly, he saw a muscular devil with silver all over his body, like a cannon fired, rushing towards Chen Guo who was carrying the grave weeping man.

A violent and terrifying energy swept over.

"Fuck! Why is it him?!"

Han Jue felt cold all over his body, he didn't bother to remind Chen Guo, he jumped up, stretched his fists and feet, and greeted the person.

In an instant, all the martial arts were activated with all their strength, without reservation.

Three layers of Vajra indestructible magical power, open!

The horizontal training of the copper body is activated!

Three-layer iron cloth shirt, open!