In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Upon seeing the coffin open, Su Mo stepped forward for a closer look.

The first thing you see is a one-armed corpse dressed in armor and holding a sword.

Surprisingly, the one-armed corpse showed no signs of decay.

Fatty Wang stared at the one-armed corpse, his mouth agape. "This corpse is so well preserved! I've seen a particularly well-preserved ancient corpse before, but that was because of the preservatives and the liquid that kept it in the coffin!"

Even so, the body had become quite waxy and looked wrinkled. And look at this body…

"Wow!!!"

The fat man exclaimed, "At first glance, this body has definitely been dead for no more than two hours!"

A Ning rarely agreed with the fat man's point of view, "This person looks like they just died; there isn't even a trace of lividity on their body!"

Su Mo observed his surroundings and said in a deep voice, "It's the power of the Bronze Tree again. This Bronze Tree has truly broadened my horizons!"

Looking at the corpse, Zhang Qiling suddenly said, "I've seen this person before!"

Fatty Wang asked, puzzled, "Who is it?"

Su Mo reminded him, "That video doesn't mention the cavalry!"

"A ghostly army!"

Fatty Wang suddenly realized what was going on and carefully examined the corpse with his flashlight.

Su Mo squatted beside the coffin, running his two fingers along the marks on it, and said, "This coffin shouldn't have been opened for the first time..."

Fatty Wang curled his lip and muttered, "It must be those guys from the Unspeakable Cavalry..."

"Speaking of which, those Unyielding Riders are really despicable. They brought out the corpse of the Ku tribe leader and let their own people lie inside it!"

"However, this body is incredibly well preserved!"

As he spoke, Fatty Wang reached out and patted the corpse's face: "Damn, it's still warm!"

"You say..."

The fat man's eyes darted around. "Could it be that Bu Yanqi came here specifically for this coffin, hoping it can preserve the body well, so they're all scrambling to lie down inside!"

Zhang Qiling looked down at the corpse, his voice calm: "It's not impossible. This coffin probably has some unknown effects!"

suddenly!

With his exceptional hearing, Su Mo noticed a breathing sound coming from inside the coffin in the tomb.

"Brother Zhang, the coffin!"

As Su Mo shouted, a sound of a sword being drawn came from inside the coffin.

Zhang Qiling's eyelids twitched wildly, and he quickly drew the black gold ancient sword from his back and rushed in front of Fatty Wang.

"Ding ding!"

The ancient corpse inside the coffin miraculously came to life, and the opponent's sword struck the young man's black gold ancient sword.

Resurrected from the dead?

Fatty Wang was completely dumbfounded.

As Zhang Qiling pushed Wang Pangzi away, he took the opportunity to deflect the other's sword.

The ancient corpse jumped out of the coffin, holding a sword and maintaining a safe distance from Su Mo and the others.

Ah Ning stared at the incredibly skilled ancient corpse before her, speechless with shock.

He's breathing!

It's a living person!

Not to mention Ah Ning, even the four fierce generals who had seen a lot were shocked.

What he saw before him truly shattered his understanding of the world!

Ah Ning looked at Su Mo anxiously and said, "You...you saw that? The ancient corpse has come back to life!!!"

Su Mo nodded, his expression solemn. "The ancient bronze tree is indeed powerful!"

From the moment they arrived in the Qinling Mountains until now, they have been constantly influenced by the ancient bronze tree.

The bronze ancient tree, without exaggeration, is the most eerie thing Su Mo has ever seen!

Not far away, Zhang Qiling and the ancient corpse stood, one wielding a sword and the other a knife.

The two stood facing each other, as if it were a duel between an unparalleled swordsman and an unparalleled knife-wielder.

The two looked at each other for a while.

In the end, it was the one-armed ancient corpse who drew its sword first, pointing the tip at the young man, and using its lightness skill to fly towards him.

"Jingle bells!"

The sounds of clashing swords echoed continuously within the tomb chamber, their lingering resonance reverberating endlessly.

Seeing the two fighting, Fatty Wang hurriedly retreated to Su Mo's side.

At this moment, the fat man felt less afraid only when he stood next to Su Mo.

"Ding!"

"clang!"

A sword and a blade clashed rapidly.

Fatty Wang shouted, "Brother, his sword can block your Black Gold Ancient Blade! You'd better be careful!"

Zhang Qiling felt quite warm inside after hearing what Fatty Wang said.

They really are friends!

It was worth all the effort I put into protecting him.

Encouraged by the fat man, Zhang Qiling fought with increasing ferocity.

However, Wang Pangzi's next words almost made him vomit blood.

Then Fatty Wang shouted, "Be careful! That sword is valuable. Don't break it! Keep it, keep it!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Chapter 282: The Copycat Old Itch

Zhang Qiling and the resurrected ancient corpse were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

The two continued to tumble and roll in the tomb, fighting from one corner of the tomb to the bronze tree. Then, they used their lightness skills to fight in the air.

"Jingle bells!"

"Jingle bells!"

After the two people on the bronze tree finished their contest of strength, they spun around and landed back on the ground.

The moment they landed, Zhang Qiling and the ancient corpse exchanged a glance. Both knew that this was a master no weaker than themselves.

Both men were filled with fighting spirit and were determined to prove themselves.

One man wielded a knife, the other a sword, and they charged at each other simultaneously.

Zhang Qiling made the first move, leaping up and delivering a sweeping attack to his opponent.

The one-armed ancient corpse leaned back, skillfully dodging Zhang Qiling's attack, and then launched a thunderous counterattack.

"These two are never going to stop..."

Seeing that the two were evenly matched and unable to determine a winner in a short time, the fat man complained.

Su Mo's eyes flickered, and his body vanished from the spot as if out of thin air.

"call out!"

As if sensing something, the ancient corpse forcefully pushed Zhang Qiling away and suddenly looked behind it.

But there was no one behind him.

Su Mo stood to the right of the ancient corpse and said calmly, "A worthy opponent!"

The ancient corpse was shocked; he hadn't even noticed when this person had arrived beside him.

Su Mo clenched his fist and unleashed seventy percent of his strength.

"Oh!"

Even if it was only 70% of Su Mo's strength, it was still not something an ordinary person could withstand. The ancient corpse was struck as if by lightning, its face turned pale, and it staggered and flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"puff!"

The ancient corpse fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Qiling leaped down, knife in hand.

Seeing that his opponent was no longer able to fight, he hurriedly withdrew his sword, spun around in the air a few times, and landed on the ground after dissipating the force.

Fatty Wang promptly offered a flattering compliment, "It's all thanks to Master Su!"

Seeing that the battle was over, everyone gathered around.

The one-armed ancient corpse gritted its teeth, its eyes blazing, "Who are you? Where are the prince and the general?"

The corpse had come back to life and could even talk! Fatty Wang didn't dare approach and hid behind Su Mo, saying, "Looks like it really did come back to life... Damn, even more awesome than Iron-Faced Man and Wang Zanghai!"

Su Mo said, "Your prince and general left here long ago!"

The one-armed armored warrior then asked, "Who are you?"

Fatty Wang retorted, "And who are you?"

The one-armed armored soldier glanced at the crowd, seemingly understanding something, and asked, "Are you tomb raiders?"

Fatty Wang shook his head, straightened his chest, and said, "No, a tomb raider!"

The one-armed armored soldier was stunned and looked at Fatty Wang blankly.

Zhang Qiling asked, "Where is the body of the Ku tribe chief?"