"Deacon Lin, is there any misunderstanding about this matter?"
Seeing the pair of red-robed thugs stop in front of his inn, the innkeeper was sweating profusely, walked out with a chill, and asked in a trembling voice.
At the same time, a tael of silver was handed out from under his sleeve.
The innkeeper didn't hear the voice of the young man in the shabby red robe. He didn't know what he did to make the sinister man unhappy.
The sinister man glanced at him, put away the piece of silver with some disgust, and stuffed it into his arms without any scruples.
Afterwards, his eyes looked at the drinkers below the inn.
Those rough men were motionless, and the atmosphere in the place was terrifyingly oppressive. When they saw the sinister man, they were all frightened, and they were afraid that if they did not go as planned, a life-threatening sword would fall.
The sinister man looked at the young man in the shabby red robe next to him for a day. The young man glanced around and shook his head.
At this moment, the sinister man grinned, and then looked at the drinkers.
"Get out of here, everyone!"
His tone was very calm, but it carried a kind of heart-stopping pressure that was undeniable.
However, everyone present felt relieved after hearing this, as if the long-lasting cloudy sky finally met the sunshine, and they immediately rushed out without stopping.
In the blink of an eye, he was gone completely.
The hall was empty.
The guests were cleaned up, but the innkeeper next to them didn't dare to stop them.
After staying in this town for several years, he was very aware of the methods of the sinister man in front of him.
This disobedient man was trapped and thrown into the Liujiang River to feed the fish. This was an extremely easy end.
"Which room is the one carrying the corpse of the monster into the store?"
The sinister man looked at the innkeeper beside him, his harsh tongue was like a cold poisonous tongue, making him shiver all over.
"Here, in Jiazifang..."
Faced with this scene, he had no intention of concealing the privacy of his customers. He just wanted these cold-faced Yamas to leave as soon as possible.
After hearing the answer from the innkeeper, the sinister man waved back, and immediately several good men came forward, and in a blink of an eye, Shen Xiu's window and door were blocked.
"Boy, we suspect that you have brought the corpse of a monster suspected to be diseased into the town. Please cooperate."
The sinister man smiled sneerly, feeling that Lao San's lines were offensive, and sometimes they were really impressive.
There was no movement in the room, no sound at all.
One of the thugs felt strange and leaned forward to see what was inside.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a faint sound, and then saw a bright light that instantly penetrated the window paper.
A scream suddenly rang out, and everyone looked for the sound, only to see a companion leaning against the window, with a long knife piercing his palm directly through the window.
The blade of the knife went straight through his palm and touched his chest, bleeding profusely.
He screamed and wanted to get away from the long knife, but he didn't dare to step back because of too much pain. He looked miserable.
The companion subconsciously stepped forward to help, but when he twisted the long knife, the blade in his palm gradually expanded, and the guy's screams became more heartbreaking.
In the blink of an eye, it was a blur of blood and flesh, and the knife disappeared immediately.
When such a scene fell into the eyes of the red-robed thugs present, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
"Brothers, fuck him!"
While feeling chilled in my heart, I was filled with righteous indignation.
One person kicked open the wooden door with one knife and rushed in. In a blink of an eye, there was a deafening explosion in the room.
The man flew out at an even faster speed, smashed through the wooden fence behind him, and fell down. His chest collapsed, and he lay on the ground with a blue face, looking like he could no longer live.
At the same time, there was also the sinister man at the head who turned blue.
What he thought was just to check the "security" situation of Yangjia Town on a daily basis, but he didn't expect to encounter such a hard idea.
No matter how hard it is, let him stay.
Thinking about the corpses of the two black demon bears, they were worth a lot of money. He hadn't fished out such a big piece for a long time.
A bunch of trash!
The sinister man laughed evilly and strode into the house. He saw a young man. He only paused for a moment and then stepped out decisively with his sword drawn.
Before anyone arrived, the knife was filled with cold murderous aura, rolling away like a tidal wave.
He vowed to turn that young man into a dead soul under the sword.
However, when Shen Xiu saw his attack, he did not dodge at all and faced it with the same sword.
In his eyes, the aura of the man in front of him was so different from his own that he naturally didn't take it to heart.
A clang!
An explosive sound suddenly erupted, and all the debris in the center of the two people flew away, turning into a clean vacuum.
The Yin Prey man's blood surged in his body, and he took seven or eight steps back before removing the strength from his opponent's hand.
But the opponent remained motionless and did not retreat at all, appearing to be at ease and at ease.
His face suddenly turned dark, and the astonished looks inside and outside the inn made him feel an unspeakable shame.
He actually retreated!
He even retreated in front of that kid!
He deserves to die!
With a brushing sound, the sword light slashed past again, and Shen Xiu caught it steadily again.
The sinister man's eyebrows became darker and darker, and the sword movements in his hands became faster and faster.
For a moment, the sword gleamed heavily and turned into a silver light.
But despite this, he still didn't stop and kept slashing with the sword.
His idea is very simple, that is, not to give the opponent a chance to stop.
He admitted that the other party's sword skills were very strong and that he had a strange power that he could never figure out, but when the other party consumed too much, it would be his chance to stand up.
However, he found that he seemed to be gradually walking into some kind of dead end. The opponent's offensive was always at a high speed, and there was no sign of fatigue or breathing disorder at all.
Instead, he felt a little tired as he kept swinging the knife, and his forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.
In the eyes of this sinister man, the young man in front of him was very strange. Compared with him, he clearly had an advantage in strength and opportunity, but he was still inextricably linked to him.
Once again, he raised his knife and slashed out.
At this moment, the opponent advanced instead of retreating. After slashing out with his sword, he rushed forward and hit him from the side.
The sinister man was also angry, but when he saw this scene, he did not dodge, and faced Shen Xiu's shoulder forcefully.
Shen Xiu suddenly laughed.
The sinister man suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't avoid it and had no time to dodge.
The moment he made contact with the other party, he felt like he was running into an unstoppable mountain.
I am like a fragile mountain bird.
There was a bang.
The emaciated body of the sinister man was blown away by the overwhelming force.
The moment his body was shaken into the air, a bloody knife illuminated his eyes like morning light.
With a swish sound, the Hundred Forged Sword slashed through the thick body, making a dull sound.
A pool of blood splashed out, soaking Shen Xiu's chest.
At this moment, the body of the sinister man fell to the ground with a bang, his entire waist was completely cut open, and blood surged like a spring, just like a punctured skin bag.
Everything inside and outside the tavern was quiet.
The young man in a shabby red robe was completely dumbfounded.
"Is my silver hot to the touch?"
Shen Xiu held up the knife, with blood dripping from the tip, and bared his teeth at the young man.
