Chatper 51 (2/2)

Tang Zhentian didn't understand, his whole body was shaking.

"What, what's going on!?" He exclaimed, and saw a mysterious black shadow wrapped around his body, no matter how hard he struggled, even if he tried his best to use his vitality, he couldn't break free. Like maggots, it entangled his body tightly, making him unable to move at all.

"This, this is the Shadow Martial Spirit!" With an exclamation, Yang Dingkun suddenly stood up from the seat without caring about his image.

"What, the shadow spirit, the legendary shadow spirit!" Many elders from the Yang family also stood up one after another, staring at the dark shadow on Tang Zhentian's body with wide eyes.

The black shadow, inhuman and inhuman, as pitch-black as ink, radiated an extremely strange aura, not to mention the icy cold, as if it could pull the human soul out of the fleshly body.

"Who, who is it, get out of here for Lao Tzu."

Tang Zhentian was shocked and angry, and he was already afraid in his heart, because he was still unable to move, as if he had been hit by an immobilization spell, he could only reluctantly run a little vitality to protect his body.

"Noisy."

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, and a small black shadow flew out of the black shadow. It was a pitch-black slap, and it slapped Tang Zhentian's face with a slap.

The power of this slap was terrifying. It was because Tang Zhentian had vitality to protect his body, and he also felt a burning pain on his face. Half of his head was buzzing and his head was dizzy. He wailed in his mouth, and half of his molars were spit out, and his mouth was full of blood.

Seeing this scene, many Yang family members outside the hall screamed in surprise.

"What's going on? The Tang family's patriarch is a master of the Nine Heavens of Vientiane Realm, so he has no power to fight back!?"

"Didn't you hear the words of the head of the family and the elders, that is the legendary shadow martial spirit!"

"Shadow Martial Soul, can you control the shadow to attack the enemy!?"

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"Shadow Martial Spirit is actually a shadow Martial Spirit. I didn't expect that after a lapse of 10,000 years, I would actually see this kind of Martial Spirit again."

Yang Xuan was also very surprised in his heart. He knew that the person who secretly shot must be Uncle Fu, but he did not expect Uncle Fu to actually awaken the shadow spirit.

Yang Xuan is too familiar with the shadow martial arts. In his previous life, he had fought against someone with a shadow martial arts, and that person's cultivation base was lower than his, but he was able to fight with him by relying on the shadow martial arts, of course. It was also because he didn't use the dark spirit, but even so, he could see the power of the shadow spirit.

No, in addition to being powerful, the biggest feature of Shadow Martial Spirit is that it is weird.

This kind of martial spirit can control its own shadow, and it can also make the shadow invisible and invisible, no matter how strong your perception is, you will not be able to detect it.

Moreover, once bound by the shadow martial arts, both the body and the soul will be fixed, unless the strength is very different, it will be difficult to break free.

At this moment, not only Yang Xuan was surprised, but Ying'er behind him was also surprised.

The little girl opened her mouth, tugged at the corner of Yang Xuan's clothes with her hand, and asked curiously, "Brother, is the shadow spirit very powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing. This is the legendary martial spirit, and very few people can awaken it." Yang Xuan nodded with a smile.

"Who, kind of get out, what's the point of hiding your head and showing your tail?" Tang Zhentian, who was about to collapse at the moment, roared.

"An ant-like thing, you want to see me too?"

The voice was still there, and a black shadow turned into a big hand, grabbed Tang Zhentian's neck like a chicken, and lifted him up, and his neck suddenly made a series of unbearable crisp sounds.

"Ah..." Tang Zhentian's face was distorted, and his mouth screamed like a pig: "Don't, don't kill me, spare, spare your life..."

"Forgive me? It's too late. Also, you are not lonely on the road to Huangquan. Let's accompany your dead son."

"Ah, you, you have killed my son?"

"Yes, weeds need to be rooted out. Although you are just a waste, keeping them is a scourge."

"You, you are so ruthless, I, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go."

"Crack!"

The man in the dark didn't answer any more, and directly pinched Tang Zhentian's neck.

"Dead!" Everyone's pupils shrank, and Yang Wei was so frightened that his face was pale and his body was trembling.

It was so terrifying that a big hand made from a shadow instantly killed Tang Zhentian, a master of the Nine Heavens of Vientiane Realm, which was unbelievable.

"Who is your Excellency, why don't you come and see?" Yang Dingkun was still calm, and he asked loudly when he saw Tang Zhentian's tragic death.

However, his voice fell, but no one answered or appeared for a long time.

Seeing this, Yang Dingkun's face suddenly became a little ugly, but he also knew that the person hiding in the dark was strong enough to threaten him, no matter how angry he was, he wouldn't dare to say anything cruel.

For a time, the atmosphere inside and outside the hall became a little depressing. Everyone knew that someone was hiding in the dark, but they couldn't find it. The other party was like a ghost. Unless he appeared himself, no one knew where he was hiding.

After a while, Yang Xuan opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Fu, is that you?"

"It's me." An old man with a stooped figure, gray hair, and a sackcloth sackcloth appeared in front of Yang Xuan out of thin air, and said with a full smile: "I haven't seen you for five years, and the young master has really grown up!"