The whole stilted building was "buzzing" and trembling.

"Meow!" Nanzhi let out a roar, the hair all over her body stood up, but she didn't know what was happening, and her eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension.

Yan Li was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "What about Chun? This is not a Qinglou, why don't you use this stupid cat to general?"

But there was no movement next door.

After the scream, there was a long silence next door.

This ghost inn is worthy of being a ghost inn, and after screaming for so long, no one even came to see what happened.

Nanzhi's ears twitched, and she gently scratched the wall with her paws, as if she was also curious about why there was no movement at all next door.

Yan was itching unbearably, and was about to sneak up on the wall to take a peek, when Zigui's still trembling voice came from next door.

"Be careful, don't move, there are assassins ......"

Nanshiba's ears immediately pricked up.

Yan Li squinted slightly, his hands suddenly supported the wooden barrel quickly, and with a sudden force, he turned the wooden barrel upside down.

The next moment, it started to rain in his room.

"Meow-whoa-"

Nanzhi, who couldn't dodge, was splashed squarely, and suddenly the whole thing exploded, and the second half of the cry had turned into a tiger roar.

Yan Li then heard the sound of the wall being broken, opened the bucket and peeked at it, only to see that a big hole had been broken in the wall, and Nanzhi had already turned into a big tiger, and he was wet and pressed Zigui, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, to the ground, and let out a low roar.

"Nanshiba, you need to calm down, I think it's necessary to explain to you the current situation. Zigui said softly.

Yan Li came out of the bucket with a smile and deliberately let out an exclamation, "Look, look, who made you call Chun at night? Since you provoked others, you must be responsible to the end, you continue, I can act as if I didn't see anything." ”

Then he slowly got dressed.

Zigui ignored it and continued to persuade: "It's all caused by some bastard bastard, Nanzhi, you must believe me, I didn't mean to splash you." ”

Yan Li said: "Nanzhi, he knew that you were here, and he deliberately asked you not to move, you heard it, you don't need me to say anything, right?"

Zigui said seriously: "Nanzhi, I will definitely dismantle him and help you take revenge." ”

Yan Li smiled and said: "Nanzhi, revenge is such a thing as having to do it yourself to have pleasure, now you just need to stretch out your claws......"

Under his persuasion, Nanzhi suddenly shrunk, and with a "meow", he grabbed Zigui's face indiscriminately.

Zigui glared at Yan Li angrily: "This must be your ghost!"

"What's wrong with me?" said Yan Li innocently.

"You ......"

Zigui's face changed suddenly, but he changed his tone, "It's here." ”

He got up and put on his clothes and girded his waist, and then threw a small bottle to Yan Li, "This is Jin Wudan, which is a hundred times stronger than the Fire Spirit Pill, although it can't break your ban, it can support it for a while." ”

After saying that, he disappeared from his figure.

Yan Li sensed it, but he didn't know where he was hidden, frowned slightly, uncorked the bottle, only put a pill in it, poured it into his palm, it looked red like a burning spark, but from the palm of his hand came a very comfortable temperature.

Footsteps rang out on all sides of the stilted building.

He looked out of the window, and saw the torches shining longingly on the figures, and at a glance there were more than fifty.

As soon as he sat down, he heard the sound of the downstairs door being kicked to the counter, and the stilted building shook.

Take out the cliff and gently place it on your knees.

Nanzhi jumped onto the table and crouched beside him.

One person, one cat and one sword, the three are unrelated, but under the dim light, they are strangely blended into a whole.

A gust of wind blew in, and the candle flame went out.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

Even if he couldn't see it, Yan Li could imagine the treacherous smile on the face of the black and thin old man.

Wang Dazhi stopped Li Meng, who was shirtless and wanted to fly the little old man, and shook his head at him.

Li Meng touched his metallic bald head, his face gradually trembled, and sneered: "Do you believe that legend?"

"What legend?" Jin Jiaolong Zhou Fangshan wore a golden robe with a golden sword on his back.

The thin black old man was still smiling as he was held to his throat with a few knives against his throat.

"The legend of the Ghost Inn. Wang Zhida glanced at the little old man, "Let's go to the rivers and lakes, there is no need to commit this taboo." ”

After speaking, he took out a silver ticket worth five thousand taels and handed it to the little old man, "We have it here." ”

The little old man's eyes lit up, and he took it with a smile, "Then please enjoy it slowly." After saying that, it turned into a puff of smoke and burrowed into the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.

Li Meng's eyes almost popped out, and he lay on the ground and looked at it, "Where are the people? Hey, I said, where did he go, help find it!"

"Find out, what are you going to do?" Zhou Fangshan said.

Li Meng touched his bald head, "See if my copper head can hit him." ”

"Can you prioritize?" Wang Dazhi resisted the urge to kick him to death, "Don't forget our mission!"

"The Dharma Protector said that the cat can't be spared. Zhou Fangshan snapped his fingers, and a group of his subordinates flocked upstairs.

The three of them each stood in a corner, intently sensing the movement on the second floor.

Yan Li heard that the next room was kicked open first, so he naturally pounced.

The first man in yellow clothes looked like electricity, passed through the hole, and fell on Yan Li, he shouted, "I found that Gu Guanlan and that cat, the guy who used poison is nowhere to be seen." ”

"Kill!"

A voice came from below.

The stilted building is so old that a little sound from downstairs is like thunder, and the whole building can be heard clearly.

When the words fell, the door of Yan Li's room was knocked away, and the door panel was held up by a master with a long stick, and he slammed into Yan Li fiercely.

Yan Li sat still.

Nanzhi "meow" grabbed in the air.

And the panel was crumbled into slag.

The door panel shattered, revealing a thick-eyed man in green clothes behind him, and the long stick in his hand suddenly swept across Yan Li's back.

The air flow is surging, and the true qi is like fire and electricity.

This is a master of the cultivation realm.

As a master at the forefront, you are either extremely strong or extremely weak.

But Yan Li's sword was faster.

Lightning was unsheathed, lightning was back in the sheath, and the cliff was still resting quietly on his lap, his hands still rubbing lightly against it.

The stick stopped three inches behind his back, and the force tore a hole in his clothes, leaving a striking blood mark.

If it weren't for the weakness of the follow-up, Yan Li would be seriously injured if he didn't die now.

The owner of the long stick wiped his throat, his hands were full of warm and sticky liquid, and he "snorted", but he could not say a word, and his eyes were full of horror.

Death is cruel because it routinely does not give people the opportunity to say their last words.

He fell down with terror, and he couldn't figure out until he died, when the other party made a move, why there was no fluctuation of true qi, how could a sword without fluctuation of true qi be so fast.

But he didn't know that there was a person who reached Yan Li's current realm when he was ten years old.

At the same time, four shadows rushed in from the hole next door, the window, the door, the roof, and the doorway without the door panel, each with a practice gun, the blade of which was smeared with poison, and the moment the man in green fell, it had turned into a flood of gun shadows.

The shadow of the gun is as dense as raindrops, and it looks like a green ghost fire in the sky, making it impossible to distinguish which is real and which is fake.

But Yan Li didn't have to tell which one was true and which one was false.

He bit Jin Wudan and immediately shot out four sword qis.

Four sword qi, divided into four directions.

The shadow of the gun disappeared in an instant.

The four had been pierced through their heads.

Four practice guns came out of their hands, divided into four directions.

There are people in the eight directions to the left of the room, and even a blind person can shoot.

Suddenly four more screams rang out.

The injury is still secondary, and the middle must be highly toxic.

Because a person who had just come out of the window door had his skin scratched by the Lianzi gun, his face immediately turned green, and he rolled his eyes and fell, and when he landed, he was already a corpse.

The next attacks became more and more frequent, but each group of people came in and didn't survive more than two breaths.

Each was killed by a sword aura.

The sword qi seemed to be endless, whether it was the top-ranked master or a nobody in the rudder, all of them were killed by that small sword qi.

Yan Li now has a new understanding of the Taibai Sword Sutra.

It wasn't until the room was littered with corpses, and the target was blocked by the wall of the corpses, and their people couldn't get in, that they finally came to their senses.

As soon as they calmed down, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

They have already used the same method to bury many gangs and even sects that dare to provoke the Cao Gang.

Now, realizing that the same method is not working, they are overwhelmed and frightened.

"A bunch of rubbish, get out of the way!"

The one who made the sound was the man in yellow who first discovered Yan Li.

He seemed to be second only to the three helmsmen in the rudder, for as soon as his voice was spoken, all of them retreated in awe.

As soon as the man in yellow flipped his hand, a long knife appeared.

He slowly grasped the hilt of the knife, stared at Yan Li's face through the gap between the hole and the corpse, and laughed softly, "Strangling genius is really a fascinating thing. ”

Yan Li slowly turned his head and looked at him lightly, "You remind me of someone." ”

"Oh?" said the man in yellow chuckled.

Yan Li said: "He always likes to make me laugh like you that makes me irritable." ”

The man in yellow said: "I don't like people to learn from me." ”

The corners of Yan Li's mouth hooked up a sneer, "It's a pity that you are not as good as one ten-thousandth of him." ”

The man in yellow's eyes were cold, and he burst out with an astonishing killing machine.

With a slight movement of his wrist, he pulled out a long knife and aimed it at Yan Li.

In the flow of air, the blade naturally gave birth to a yellow halo.

The man in yellow looked stunned, and let out a low snort, as if the halo was compressed, and then burst out in an instant.

The blade immediately spit out a yellow sword, pierced through the corpse wall in the blink of an eye, and came to Yan Li's eyes.

Yan Li finally drew his sword.

Unlike the first time, at this moment he can mobilize his true qi, and every drop of his true qi is in the form of a small sword, and each small sword represents a sword qi.

He was able to kill the weaker Cultivation Realm masters with just one sword qi.

As soon as he drew his sword, the sword qi in the source sea surged.

I don't know how much sword qi was injected into the cliff.

But when the cliff slashed towards the yellow knife, the tiger's mouth shook violently, and it almost came out.

PS: Thank you for the support of the two friends of "the young man who calls himself Beibei and the pretentious person".