"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.
Although he then 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 a 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 encountered the sunshine, and they immediately rushed out without stopping.
In the blink of an eye, he was gone cleanly.
The hall is empty.
The guests were cleaned up, but the innkeeper next to him 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, which 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, with a harsh and cold tongue that made 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.
"Brother, we suspect that you have brought the corpse of a monster suspected of being diseased into the town. Please cooperate."
The sinister man smiled sneerly, feeling that Lao San's lines were a slap in the face, 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 burst of screams suddenly sounded, 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, causing blood to flow.
He screamed and wanted to get away from the sick sword, but he didn't dare to step back because of the pain.
The companion subconsciously stepped forward to help, but saw the patient twisting the long knife, and the blade in the palm of his hand gradually expanded, and the screams of that word became even more heartbreaking.
In the blink of an eye, it was a bloody mess.
The knife disappeared.
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 my heart was chilling, I was also 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 tough 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 of meat 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, there was a cold murderous aura on the knife, and it rolled away like a tidal wave.
I vowed to turn that young man into a dead soul under the sword.
However, when Shen Xiu saw his offensive, 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 here, 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 power from the opponent's hand.
But the other party remained motionless and did not retreat, appearing to be at ease and at ease.
His face was dark, and the shocked looks outside the inn made him feel an unspeakable shame.
He actually retreated.
He actually retreated in front of that kid.
He deserves to die! With a sudden sound, the sword slashed past, 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 flashed heavily and turned into a silver light.
However, he still didn't stop and kept slashing with the sword.
His idea is very simple, that is, not to give the other party a chance to stop.
He admitted that the opponent's sword skills were very strong, and that he also had a strange power that he could never understand, but when the opponent's consumption was too great, it would be his chance to make a comeback.
However, he found that he seemed to be gradually reaching a 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 was feeling 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 terms of strength and opportunity, but he still fought with him inextricably.
Once again, he raised his knife and slashed out.
At this moment, the opponent advanced instead of retreating. After displaying 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.
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 came into contact with the other party, he felt like he was running into an unstoppable mountain.
I just miss the fragile mountain bird.
A bang.
The emaciated body of the sinister man was so shaken that he flew upward.
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 pierced sheepskin bag.
Everything is quiet inside and outside the tavern.
The young man wearing a shabby red robe was completely dumbfounded.
"I said, let the money go to you first."
Shen Xiu held up the knife, which was dripping with blood, and bared his teeth at the young man.