Suddenly.

Five or six figures shot at the same time, and the fierce offensive attacked Dugu Chen, and at the same time, there were several hidden weapons hidden in the air and shot towards Dugu Chen.

Dugu Chen's expression was full of sneers.

The long sword in his hand suddenly moved, and the powerful power suddenly burst out, sweeping out the fierce power and sweeping the place.

A cold light suddenly flashed.

It seems to be summer, when the black clouds are at the top, and lightning flashes from it.

Incomparably ephemeral, just a moment of existence.

In the inn, many people also saw that cold light.

In the moment when the cold light disappeared.

A sound of landing sounded.

It was the sound of a human head falling to the ground, and the eyes above the skull were still wide, and their eyes were still wide, rolling towards the distance.

The body of the skull's owner was still standing, blood splattering.

Immediately after, the sound of wailing sounded, and several people who tried to make a move on Dugu Chen all wailed involuntarily, they clutched their throats tightly, and blood was constantly spurting out from their fingers.

On closer inspection, there was a very thin wound on their throat, as fine as a cicada's wings, but at this moment, the wound was constantly magnifying.

Dugu Chen's body moved again.

The blade of the sword stood in front of him.

Two crisp voices rang out.

Two dark weapons as black as ink flew backwards, turning back the same way, and in an instant, two more wails sounded.

"Kill ......"

This time undoubtedly completely angered everyone in the inn.

Everyone in the inn attacked almost at the same time and besieged Dugu Chen.

Dugu Chen was also simply, turned around directly, and swept towards the outside of the inn.

The people who had murderous intentions against him naturally couldn't let go of Dugu Chen, and followed Dugu Chen closely, and there were a few postures of not killing and vowing not to give up.

Dugu Chen's swift swept into the distance.

There were forty or fifty people following behind him, which looked quite spectacular, and everywhere he went, the people in the city felt very puzzled.

Re-enter Guyu Alley.

Dugu Chen's speed slowed down.

With a fierce force, the Blade Dew Sword turned abruptly and slashed towards the person closest to him.

A crisp voice rang out.

The long sword in the hand of the man behind him broke in response, and from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, a wound was bleeding non-stop.

This move undoubtedly gives other people a chance.

The few people closest to Dugu Chen directly surrounded him, and then thundered out.

Dugu Chen smiled.

The Fenglu Sword stabbed out more than a dozen swords in a row, defusing the killing move with a domineering attitude, and his body suddenly moved and pulled out.

"Hands-on. ”

A roar of rage rang out.

In the blink of an eye.

The masters of the Mo family's ambush are all shots.

- I have to say that the Mo family, as one of the eight nobles, is really not boasting, and there is a powerful force hidden under the hole cards.

Mo Jieqiong stood on the roof, and beside him stood a white-haired old man.

The old man looked really old, his hair was as white as snow, his cheeks were full of dense wrinkles, and his body was extremely thin and exposed to his fingers, as if wrapped in a layer of skin.

Looking down at the killing in the alley, Mo Jieqiong's expression was extremely calm, his body moved, he saluted respectfully to the old man, and said, "There is Lao Lao." ”

Old Ancestor nodded slightly.

Step out.

Suddenly, the vitality between heaven and earth swept out frantically, and a tall mountain phantom appeared behind the old man, and suddenly, a bland punch was smashed out.

Bang –

A tall man suddenly flew backwards like a stone, and the force was so great that he knocked down the wall in the alleyway, and he was buried by the collapsed wall instead.

The old man moved on.

Whenever encountered, his offensive is incomparably simple, just a crisp punch.

……

……

The killing in Gu Yu Alley was carefully planned.

The people in the Yuelai Inn did not have the slightest power to resist.

Dugu Chen's sword was stained with a lot of blood, looking at the corpses in the street, there was no trace of expression in his expression, calmly inserting the sword in his hand, the blood stained the white rag, which was particularly conspicuous.

"It's not enough. ”

Picking up his sword, Dugu Chen said out loud.

Mo Jieqiong nodded and said, "That's ...... But now Yuelai Inn has suffered two losses, and the third time will definitely not be fooled again. ”

Dugu Chen smiled and said, "Since they don't come out, then we will forcibly kill them." ”

Mo Jieqiong's expression couldn't help but change, shook his head, and said: "With our current strength, if we choose to forcibly attack the Yuelai Inn, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it foolproof, and we still need to wait for a while." ”

Dugu Chen nodded and said: "It's not in a hurry, I'll tell Niobium the truth, none of the people we killed today are masters who have lurked into the imperial city, and they are also used as cannon fodder." ”

Mo Jieqiong's expression changed slightly, and then he said: "Killing is killing, and it is useless to talk more." ”

——

Just as the two were talking.

A black shadow was moving silently along the corner of the wall, and the alleyway after a big battle looked so messy that no one would notice the moving black shadow.

The black shadow gradually approached Dugu Chen, and then slowly stretched.

A black figure appeared.

In a blink of an eye.

A blood-colored light flashed, assassinating Xiang Dugu Chen.

Between life and death, Dugu Chen's expression couldn't help but change, and his body flashed towards him almost at the same time as that light flashed.

The sharp blade left a wound on Dugu Chen's cheek, and blood kept flowing out, dripping onto his clothes.

One hit missed.

The ink qilin instantly changed its attack, and stabbed out sixty-eight swords in an instant.

This is almost the limit of a sword practitioner, this is the speed at which Mo Qilin has practiced hard all his life.

The sword is too fast.

I could only feel the wind from the sword, and I couldn't see where the sword body was.

Dugu Chen retreated again and again.

The sharp dew sword in his hand continued to wave, and he was extremely embarrassed to meet the killing move of the ink qilin.

Mo Jieqiong, who was standing on the side, finally noticed that something was unusual.

A roar of rage came out, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and the bronze color on the blade of the sword flowed, looking extremely solemn.

The body moved.

Mo Jieqiong stabbed towards the ink qilin.

Sixty-eight swords were stabbed in a row, and Mo Qilin left a lot of wounds on Dugu Chen's body, but none of them were fatal.

This makes it feel hateful.

At this moment, feeling the fierce attack behind him, his body suddenly moved, and swept towards him.

(End of chapter)