Yang Shenxiu said in a deep voice: "The hanged ghost is the seventh evil ghost in the sect leader of the Ghost Sect, the seventh evil ghost in the seventh seat of the eighteen ghosts, because he looks like a person who hangs him to death, so he gets the name of the hanged ghost!"

"His strength is very fierce, at least in the later stage of returning to the truth!"

Even Yang Shenxiu's master is the famous Black Water Dragon King.

But when facing the existence of one of the infamous Eighteen Ghosts, I couldn't help but feel swaying and full of horror.

However, because his master is the Black Water Dragon King, he is more confident, not as lost as a young man, and said, "It turns out he is the famous hanged ghost senior!"

"Senior, are you going to kill someone?"

"Don't you know that this is in Jingzhou? It's not far from Heilong Island."

"Since you know that I am a disciple of the Black Dragon Gang, how dare you do anything randomly?"

Whoosh!

The hanged ghost's light body fell on the roof less than five meters away from Yun Xiaoxuan and the others. In the dark and strange pupils, wisps of strange waves flashed endlessly: "I not only know that you are a disciple of the Black Dragon Gang, but also know that you are Fang Qingyue's disciple. One hand has a long whip and the other hand has a Heavenly Palm. It should be Mr. Shenxiu, Yang Shenxiu, right?"

"I am worthy of being a disciple who comes from the Dragon Throne. This calm demeanor is far away from the same generation."

"But so what?"

"No one can stop me from killing the ghost. Even if you are Fang Qingyue's disciple, you will still be like this!"

"Hehe, by the way, if I kill Fang Qingyue's disciple with my own hands, maybe it would be a reward for me!"
Chapter completed!