"Why, do you want to regret it?"

The old man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the blood coffin in surprise, and asked, "When did I agree to take three of your palms?"

"Huh? Wasn't it just now?"

The old man in black almost vomited blood. What a joke! He took three of his blows and thought he was living too long?

"Anyway, I don't care. You let Gu Yuan take three of your palm strikes, and now Gu Yuan has fainted after taking two. I took one of your palm strikes. To be fair, let's forget about Gu Yuan's two palm strikes. You take my one palm strike, and the incident of you injuring that kid today will be forgotten."

The old man in black: “?”

Mr. Liu: “???”

Passerby: “???”

The black-clothed old man's lips trembled slightly, "When did I agree to take three of your palms?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Everyone here is watching. What? You're the only one allowed to hit us, but we're not allowed to hit back?"

After he finished speaking, a blood-colored mist rose from the blood coffin. He stretched his body, seeming a little excited: "One palm, as long as you take this palm from me, you can leave safely, and I won't care about you injuring Gu Yuan."

The old man in black's mouth twitched wildly. Damn, it felt like he was the one looking for trouble? Why did he seem to be the weak one now?

"Okay, are you ready? I'm about to start!"

The blood coffin was held in his arms, and a majestic aura gathered between his hands. The old man in black's eyes changed slightly. This guy was indeed not simple.

"Old Four, what should we do?" Old Liu asked, staring at the blood coffin with a grim expression.

"We've encountered a tough opponent today. This man in black robes is even stronger than you and me. I'm afraid we're going to be in trouble today."

Old Liu nodded, then gave Zhang Xiong a fierce look. If it weren't for this guy pestering them to come, there wouldn't be this trouble now.

"Alright, now that things have come to this, there's no point blaming him. Let's deal with the current situation first."

The old man in black also looked at the blood coffin helplessly and said, "Since Your Excellency has said so, then this elder must take this blow no matter what. Otherwise, won't you think that my Lingshan Sect is easy to bully!"

The blood coffin had no expression on its face, only a hint of sneer at the corner of its mouth.

Lingshan Sect? Haha, he, the Blood Coffin, really doesn't take Lingshan Sect seriously.

A blood-red ball of light formed between his clasped hands. The smooth and round blood-red ball of light looked like an ordinary sphere, but the old man in black did swallow hard.

Because he felt that this seemingly ordinary ball of light contained terrifying power.

The blood coffin changed his palms into claws, and then he clasped his hands tightly, and the blood-colored light ball was compressed into his palms.

“Sizzle!”

The blood coffin pushed with both hands, and the compressed blood-colored light ball cut through the space at the speed of light and flew towards the old man in black.

During the flight, the blood-colored light ball began to transform and finally turned into a blood-colored handprint, exactly the same as the golden handprint of the old man in black.

"this……"

The old man in black was suddenly panicked, "Isn't this the spiritual skill I just used?"

Old Liu also stared at the bloody handprint in amazement, somewhat puzzled as to why the black-robed man actually used the fourth brother's spiritual skills, and the power of this skill seemed to be much stronger than the one used by the fourth brother!

"What on earth happened? How did he learn the fourth brother's spiritual skills?"

"drink!"

The moment the bloody handprint appeared, the old man in black no longer hesitated. Green spiritual energy covered his entire body and hid himself within the spiritual energy shield. He had just experienced the extremely corrosive nature of the bloody spiritual energy, so he did not dare to be careless at all.

The green spiritual energy quickly condensed into a emerald green spiritual shield in front of him. The old man in black looked at the bloody handprint with a serious look in his eyes. When did he secretly learn this handprint?

Although this spiritual skill is not top secret, if it is said to be a coincidence, isn't it too much of a coincidence?

"You're relying on a wall of spiritual energy to try to block my attack. Are you underestimating me or overestimating yourself?"

Blood Coffin sneered and stood quietly at the door of the pawnshop, watching the old man in black struggling to build the wall.

The bloody handprint slammed heavily on the wall, instantly exploding into a ball of blood mist. The blood mist devoured the green spiritual wall like a swarm of locusts, leaving behind only an old man in black with a face as pale as snow.

"How... could this happen?"

This spiritual energy wall may not look very powerful, but it is actually a spiritual skill that the old man in black has cultivated for nearly ten years!

In previous battles, this wall had helped him block countless spiritual skills and blocked countless enemies who wanted to destroy him together with him!

But today, he saw with his own eyes how fragile his spiritual wall was under the blood mist!

"Why? How did you do that?"

The old man in black had a distorted and pale face. He was already surprised that the Blood Coffin could use his spiritual skills, but he didn't expect that the same spiritual skills would burst out with such terrifying power.

The blood mist seemed to be even more crimson after swallowing the green spiritual wall. Strands of blood mist rushed towards the old man in black, and then turned into small snakes surrounding the old man in black. The crimson eyes stared at the old man in black, causing his heart to tremble violently.

The little snakes transformed from the blood mist seemed to have spirits and would not leave the torso of the old man in black.

"I advise you not to move. They are poisonous!"

The blood coffin looked at the old man in black through the black robe, and a playful smile appeared on his fair face.

Old Liu looked at the old man in black who was surrounded by the blood-colored snakes. He wanted to go up and rescue him, but he didn't dare to move. After all, he didn't want to go through what the old man in black had just experienced.

"Who on earth are you? You actually possess such a strange and ruthless spiritual energy, aren't you afraid of it backlashing you?"

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