If Lynch didn't guess wrong, it should be the cup of fairy brew on the table, which kept attracting guests.

Whoever can get out alive can naturally enjoy the immortal brew, and he will not hesitate to exchange his life for it, what kind of magic power does this cup of immortal brew have, so that these warriors rush in crazily.

Day after day, year after year.

There are also some people who make an agreement that only ten people will come in a day, so that they will not kill each other, and as a result, ten people never come out again.

That's the rule, it's so domineering.

To put it bluntly, this Yuelai Inn has to die every day, and in the canyon behind him, the bones don't know how high they are.

"Damn, it's this kid, it's an eyesore to look at, kill him first, and decide who survives. ”

The scar man took a sip, he didn't dare to refute the boss lady, so he could only vent his anger on Lynch.

It was because of this kid who came in that he broke the rules, originally they had negotiated ten places, but now the situation has completely changed, because there is one more person.

And this person is very valued by the proprietress, and before he started, he got a pot of wine, and dozens of people couldn't bear it for a long time.

Lynch didn't speak, he was still drinking, but a long black sword appeared on the table silently, and lay there quietly.

On the body of the sword, there was no trace of peculiarity, as if a broken sword had been buried in the soil for tens of thousands of years, and there was no law fluctuation, and there was no spirit pattern flickering.

Ordinary!

"You go and kill him!"

The scar man pushed the man next to him and asked him to kill Lynch, because at this moment, Lynch looked harmless to humans and animals, and he couldn't see a trace of threat.

Even the realm is hidden in Liupin Hongmeng, such a person, entering the Impermanence Mountain, is undoubtedly cannon fodder.

Although the man next to him was unwilling, he still drew his long sword and walked towards Lynch step by step.

The strange thing is that the proprietress did not stop it, but watched all this happen with a smile, and the little ghost also sat on the bar, crossed Erlang's legs, and swallowed melon seeds.

"Boy, suffer death!"

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The tavern was already small, and the sword-wielding man walked over in three steps, and the sword light suddenly slashed down, slashing down at Lynch's head.

"Whirring ......"

The entire tavern suddenly blew a gust of wind, and the power of this sword can definitely kill Jiupin Hongmeng, provided that the opponent sits still in place.

Some tables and chairs, with a clicking sound, can crack at any moment.

"Alas, I'm going to change another batch of tables and chairs today. ”

The little ghost looked self-pitying, clapped his hands gently, and his eyes suddenly shrank into a thin line.

Seeing that the long sword was about to slash at Lynch's head, at this moment, the black long sword on the table was gone.

"Whew!"

Blood burst out, staining the beams red, and the black sword returned to the table, as if it had never disappeared.

Everything was so natural, so comfortable, there was no mud or water, not even a drop of wine on the table.

"Plop!"

"Bang dang!"

The body fell to the ground, the long sword fell to the ground, and there was a clang, the design of this Yuelai Inn was very peculiar, and there were still many levels on the floor.

"Click!"

The man who fell to the ground suddenly and mysteriously disappeared, and under his body, a crack appeared, and there seemed to be an invisible big hand, dragging the body away.

Then there was a clicking sound in the ground, like chopping bones, and the sound was terrifying.

Lynch couldn't help but get goosebumps on his back, could it be that this is really a black shop, and it will not be possible to send human meat buns in a while.

The whole tavern fell silent again, and the pins could be heard.

Especially the scar man, his face is extremely ugly, the strength of the subordinates who shot just now is not low, and it is also the early stage of Jiupin Hongmeng, and before he has a sword, he was blocked by Lynch's sword.

A smile appeared at the corner of the proprietress's mouth, picked up the fairy brew, and took a small sip.

The little ghost's eyes also showed a trace of consternation, put down the melon seeds in his hand, swept down from the bar, clapped his hands, opened the curtain and walked out.

"Men should be killed!"

"Kill without mercy!"

"There used to be a rich man!"

"Righteous anger is renewed!"

"Jairwood kills!"

"Lighter than a feather!"

"There are heroes and tyrants!"

"Murder is chaotic!"

The little ghost sang while walking, and it turned out to be a murder song, which seemed to be completely consistent with the scene here.

Men should kill people, there were rich men in the past, and the reference should be the man in white who sat here back then.

The body is lighter than a feather, describing his bad luck, he died in the hands of Xiaoxiao, and now he is as strong as a tyrant, killing people like hemp.

The appearance of this song added a strange atmosphere to the tavern, and the bloody breath had not yet dissipated, dripping blood from the beams of the room.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more depressing, making people breathless, and some weak people feel tightness in their chests and their faces are flushed.

There were only a few people, their faces were calm and calm, but there was still a hint of horror in their eyes.

"There's still a quarter of an hour, and if you can't decide on the last ten places, you're all going to die!"

At this time, the proprietress suddenly spoke, and everyone was shocked, and it had been more than an hour since they came in unconsciously.

It was already dark outside, and everyone who should have come had come, and everyone who had to go had left.

With Lynch, it's still twenty, and only ten of them make it out of here alive.

"King Xiong, why don't we join forces and kill this kid first, how about doing quota allocation. ”

The scar man communicated with the big man in the tiger skin, there were three mercenary groups in total, he and the bear king had a large number of people, and the other mercenary group did not have an advantage.

It seems that he intends to kill Lynch first, and then kill the small mercenary group, so as to minimize his own losses.

"Good!"

King Bear didn't think about it, and agreed directly, it seemed to be the same as Scar Man's thoughts.

Fifteen people joined together to surround Lynch, and strangely, the proprietress did not stop it.

The mercenary group of the four-man team did not move, retreated to the side, and waited for it.

The windows outside closed mysteriously, cutting off all contact with the outside world, and the tavern seemed to become a world of its own, with only the sound of singing coming in from outside the door.

It's still a murder song, but this time it's become extremely poignant and cold, making the atmosphere in the entire tavern even more urgent and lifeless.

Lynch was still drinking, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't like Scar Man and the others, but he didn't like this kind of approach in the tavern either.

People are like grass mustard, no matter how you say it, they are also a living being.

"Are you really going to do it?"

Lynch still persuaded him with good words, he did not kill innocents indiscriminately, but when he was bullied, he would not be merciful.

"That's a lot of nonsense, if you hadn't broken the rules, we would have drunk the immortal brew!"

The scar man had a hideous expression, holding a big knife, and with a greeting, those mercenaries rushed up one after another, and all the martial arts gathered together.

It is worthy of being a perennial fight, every move and every style is made for killing, without a trace of gorgeousness, simple and direct.

It was very rough, all coming towards Lynch's death hole, there was almost no room to dodge, and in the face of so many people, one blow was sure to die.

At the moment when those martial arts fell, Lynch mysteriously disappeared, along with the wine jug on the table, as if he had fled in place.

"Boom!"

After those martial arts fell, the table was torn apart and reduced to countless pieces, and strangely, the entire tavern was intact.

The loss is only some tables and chairs, no wonder the little ghost said just now that he has to change a batch of tables and chairs again.

"Kill me for this little skill?"

Lynch sat on the beam, flask in hand, glass in hand, still pouring himself a drink.

"What a speed!"

King Xiong's eyes showed a hint of horror, their speed was already very fast, and the combined attack formation they had cultivated had reached the point of perfection, and no one could escape from them.

The proprietress suddenly laughed, the smile was very evil, the smile was moving, and the spring heart of the smile was rippling.

"Kill!"

At this point, there is no room to retreat, continue to attack Lynch.

"Alas, although the wine is good, there will be a time to finish drinking!"

The flask in his hand was empty and landed on the beam, and as soon as Lynch's body moved, the black long sword appeared, pulling out a strange sword flower.

It was as if the entire tavern, every inch of space, was covered in black sword qi.

"Sneer......"

Blood spurted from all sides like magma, staining the curtains and the ground, and ten people froze in place, clutching their necks in a daze.

A sword!

Killing ten people, the wonderful swordsmanship made the proprietress can't help but applaud.

The remaining five, as if they had seen a ghost, took several steps back before they stood still.

As for the four people standing in the corner, they were even more shocked, and their strength was not much different from that of the scar man.

If you really want to make a move, it is estimated that there are four more of them, and you can't threaten Lynch.

"Do it yourself!"

Lynch looked distracted and returned to his position, not in the mood to hunt down a few of them.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, what is domineering, this is naked domineering, threats are not counted, and I don't care to shoot at you.

The scar man's face was very ugly, he didn't expect that the immortal brew would not be drunk, and if he suffered such a thing, even if he got out alive, he would not have the face to mix in the Impermanence Mountain.

"Didn't you hear that people asked you to solve it yourself, and you were still stunned about what to do. ”

The proprietress spoke at this time, and she actually supported Lynch, and asked Scar Man and others to solve it by themselves, don't get dirty here.

"Boss, there are exactly ten people left now, do you really want to kill them all? ”

The scar man's tone was not as arrogant as just now, there were five of them left, plus four more in the corner, and Lynch, exactly ten people.

It stands to reason that as long as there are ten people left, there is no need to continue fighting.

But today's situation is a bit special, and the proprietress doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping it, but thinks that the more they die, the better.

"The rules are dead, and today I changed the rules, and only one person can get out alive from here. ”

The proprietress showed a harmless look of humans and animals, even the corners of Lynch's eyes twitched, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently showed a wry smile, it seems that he really shouldn't come in to drink.

The imp is right, some wines are not so good.

The meaning is obvious, even the four people standing in the corner of the wall will not be spared, only one person can leave safely alive today, and everyone else will die.

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