Chapter 640 Ghost King of Mang Mountain

Mr. Ma changed the topic and said, "But you don't have to worry. With me and your sister here, those old guys can't take action rashly."

I nodded and stepped onto the so-called arena in full view of everyone.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on me.

Immediately afterwards, a young man about my age came up.

The young man politely raised his hands to me and said, "The ghost painter, Zhou Hai."

Obviously, the young man in front of me is the disciple of the two ghost painting masters the night before yesterday.

I cupped my hands towards Zhou Hai and said, "Liu family, Liu Su."

Zhou Hai opened his posture, took out a yellowed sheepskin roll from the satchel around his waist, and then slowly unfolded it.

When the sheepskin scroll was unfolded, a powerful yin energy burst out from the sheepskin scroll, causing the world to change color.

The expressions of everyone present changed dramatically.

I saw wisps of white smoke slowly coming out of the parchment rolls.

White smoke slowly gathered in the air, and a figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

I saw that the man was wearing the official uniform of the imperial court, with a skull, sharp claws, fangs... surrounded by light blue will-o'-the-wisps.

My expression gradually became serious, because the aura exuded by the fierce ghost in front of me was as strong as the King of Ghosts!

When everyone watching the battle saw this fierce ghost, they couldn't help but scream.

"The Ghost King of Mangshan! The Huagui lineage actually took out the trump card from the pressure box!"

"It seems that the Huagui lineage wants the Liu family to be extinct!"

"There's something exciting to watch now!"

"..."

When I heard the words "Ghost King of Mang Mountain", I was horrified.

According to legend, the Ghost King of Mang Mountain was the famous Cao Cao during the Three Kingdoms period. Cao Cao slaughtered millions of enemies during his lifetime and was a notorious overlord. Cao Cao was also unwilling to succumb to others and became a world-famous, cruel and cruel ghost king.

In addition, the Yin Qi in Mang Mountain is extremely strong, and no one dares to set foot there.

Zhou Hai raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, looked at me and said: "Liu Su, you hurt my master and took away the treasure of my Huagui lineage. Today, you must die here!"

I snorted coldly in my heart, looked at Zhou Hai and said, "Don't be too proud. If I guessed correctly, this Mangshan Ghost King is not the real Ghost King, but just a painting by you."

Zhou Hai burst out laughing after hearing this.

"That's right! This Ghost King of Mangshan was painted by my lineage of ghost painters using the Yin Qi of the Ghost King of Mangshan. Even if it is not the real Ghost King of Mangshan, it is not something that a young boy like you can deal with."

The Ghost King of Mangshan is the most powerful existence among all the ghost kings in the world. Even if he has great skills in painting ghosts, it is impossible to conquer the Ghost King of Mangshan.

I was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhou Hai, so I stretched out my right hand and held it in the air, and the Heart Sword was held in my hand.

The appearance of Xinjian once again shocked the whole audience.

"Is this the Heart Sword?!"

"The boy from the Liu family...can actually summon the Heart Sword!"

"This is incredible!"

Hearing everyone's shocked comments, I had some doubts in my heart. Is this Heart Sword so difficult to summon?

Zhou Hai casually waved his hand, and Mangshan Ghost King burst out with a powerful Yin Qi. In an instant, the entire square was filled with canvas and smoke.

The Ghost King of Mangshan disappeared in an instant. The next moment, I felt like I was being whistled by the strong wind. I turned around suddenly and saw that the huge ghost claw of the Ghost King of Mangshan was already coming towards me.

My expression condensed, and I quickly placed the Heart Sword in my hand across my chest. A strong force directly forced me to retreat.

Before I could react, the blue will-o'-the-wisps surrounding Mangshan Ghost King had already arrived in front of me.