Yun Zheng shouted angrily when he heard this: "Who are you all! What are you doing pretending to be a ghost!? ”

The black-clothed swordsman got up after making a move, and when he heard Yun Zheng's words, his face showed doubts, and he tilted his head, as if he was puzzled, and said: "I really didn't expect this little brother to be behind his ears at a young age, didn't I say it clearly, are we here to kill you?" ”

Hua Lingling sneered, and before the words could be spoken, the white-clothed swordsman said impatiently: "What are you doing with them, do you kill people or not?" ”

The black-clothed swordsman smiled: "Kill, of course kill, and kill cleanly, not a single one will be left." ”

The white-clothed swordsman said, "Then why don't you hurry up?" Do you want to enter the door or not? ”

The black-clothed swordsman raised his hand and counted the people in the room, and wondered, "This is not quite right. ”

The white-clothed swordsman asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The black-clothed swordsman said: "It's not that I'm wrong, and the number of people in this room is wrong, why are there so many people in the Daqimen?" ”

When everyone heard this, they knew that this group of people was coming towards the banner gate.

Tie Zhongtang said loudly: "Dare to ask where you are from?" ”

The man in black in the hall said in a dumb voice: "From Yandang Mountain." ”

Everyone's pupils shrank, and they came from Yandang Mountain, so they were naturally people in the Demon Sect.

Tie Zhongtang said: "I made an appointment with your sect leader to fight Yandang Mountain, but the time has not yet come, what do you mean?" ”

The white-clothed swordsman clasped his hands in front of his chest and said, "If the sect leader wants to kill you now, he will kill you, why do you talk so much!" ”

This man always makes people feel that he is in a hurry, although at the moment he is also in a hurry—in a hurry to kill.

The black-clothed swordsman said: "Are there many of you here, who are not from the Great Banner Sect?" ”

Although the black-clothed swordsman spoke in an unpleasant voice, he was always slow and unhurried.

Hua Lingling said coldly: "Could it be that we are not from the Great Banner Gate, so you can let us out?" ”

The black-clothed swordsman shook his head, his face was extremely difficult, and said: "Of course this is not good, not only you, but also no one in this building can be alive, I teach killing, and I always clear the scene." ”

The usual smile on Lei Xiaodiao's face was gone, replaced by a sneer, and he said coldly, "Who is clear by whom, can you understand?" ”

With a sound of 'Zheng', the white-clothed swordsman pulled out the long sword from behind his back with his back, and said, "Let's kill and kill, don't we know?" ”

The atmosphere in the inn froze, and suddenly the boss Xiao Er and other guests took out their blades from under the stage, under the table, and by the stool, and more than a dozen people rushed towards those people together, trying to split everyone into pieces of meat.

The man in black was still sitting on the stool, not moving, he didn't even give anyone else a look, his eyes looked blankly ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

The roar and the sound of the blades came out at the same time, but after a few breaths, only the screams remained.

The man in black closed his eyes, let out a burst of laughter, and said, "Almost." ”

The sound of his speech is not good, and the sound of his laughter is even worse, like the sound of a blade scraping a wall, which is harsh and uncomfortable.

Jiang Xiyi's face was solemn, the tip of her nose was wrapped with a heavy smell of blood, and what she saw in front of her was the scene of blood flowing into the soil, and her right hand was slowly placed on her waist.

The black-clothed swordsman and the white-clothed swordsman crossed the threshold with those people's legs, the white-clothed swordsman shook his wrist, shook off the blood on the long sword, held the sword in his right hand, swept his eyes coldly, swept through everyone, Jiang Xiyi saw the blood light in his eyes.

There is a person who has a different feeling about blood, blood can't make him feel afraid, it can only make him feel excited, he won't stop when he sees blood, he will only kill more, this white-clothed swordsman is obviously such a person.

The black-clothed swordsman was still smiling at this time, his smile was as gentle as a breeze, but what he said still made people feel uncomfortable, and he said: "You see, not only did we come in, but we also killed people, since we killed people, none of you want to leave alive." ”

Jiang Xiyi subconsciously looked at Tie Zhongtang, Yun Zheng, who let go of Tie Zhongtang's hand, held the hilt of the sword with the other hand, Tie Zhongtang said: "In this case, we are also fearless, let's do it!" ”

With a 'bang', the sword in Tie Zhongtang's hand was unsheathed.

With a 'snap', Yun Zheng lifted the table and threw it towards the door.

Then the man in black suddenly slid backwards, almost clinging to the wall.

Suddenly, there was an extra flying knife in his hand, and the flying knife shot out towards Tie Zhongtang, like lightning, and at the same time, there was another whip on his right hand, which was like a poisonous snake, and with a wave of his hand, the whip was also drawn to Tie Zhongtang.

When Jiang Xiyi saw that the flying knife was about to stab Tie Zhongtang's door, he only heard a 'ding' sound, and then Tie Zhongtang took an arrow step and pounced on the man in black like the wind, and then with a 'dang', the flying knife fell to the ground, and the man in black also fell to the ground.

Tie Zhongtang's sword was very fast, and Hua Lingling didn't see it clearly, how he came out of the sword and how he recruited it, but Jiang Xiyi saw it clearly.

She saw clearly that Tie Zhongtang took out his sword and collected it, cleanly and neatly, without dragging the mud and water at all, and even in this short moment, he also changed his moves.

With a flick of his wrist, it was a move, and the move was unpredictable, like wind and fog.

He killed this man, and the sword did not pierce deeply, but it was effective, because as soon as the sword was cut, it completely cut off the great veins of the person's death hole.

Tie Zhongtang stood in front of the man in black with his sword, the sword in his hand was stained with bright red blood, and the blood slowly dripped from the tip of the sword, the man in black looked incredulous, the look in his eyes slowly dimmed, and he said intermittently: "It turns out ...... Death is ...... Be...... This feeling. ”

He finally ran out of breath, Tie Zhongtang looked at the black-clothed swordsman and the white-clothed swordsman, but the two of them didn't react at all, as if the black-clothed man was not their companion.

The black-clothed swordsman opened his mouth first, and he said, "Since you are so powerful, it seems that we have to use some extraordinary means. ”

Extraordinary means.

The first point that everyone thought of was poisoning.

Hua Lingling took the lead, and the plum blossom needle flew out of her sleeve, hitting the door, her hidden weapon was used very well, fast and accurate, poof, there were a few more corpses at the door, but the others were gone, everyone knew that they were not leaving, they stepped on the light gong and scattered in this inn.

In an instant, Jiang Xiyi understood that Tie Zhongtang's sword made them feel threatened, they chose not to clash head-on, they were here to kill, but they were not here to be killed.

When the wolf wants to kill the sheep, they will not pounce directly, they will wait patiently, wait for the nervous prey to slowly wear off all their patience and stamina, and then they will strike again, and they will definitely hit it with one blow!

But they are really wolves, and Tie Zhongtang and his party are really sheep?

Suddenly, there was no movement in the inn, and even the sound of the wind could be heard clearly, if there were no corpses and blood on the ground, things just now would not exist like a dream, but this dream was also a nightmare.

Everyone stood still, and everyone didn't move, because everyone was listening.

Now those people won't come in without permission, because it's looking for death.

The people in the house will not go out at will, because that is also looking for death.

So the two sides are like a tug-of-war, and now there is a delicate balance, and neither can subdue the other.

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light, so I must be careful to judge the enemy's position, and this judgment depends on the sound of footsteps.

Tie Zhongtang's eyes flashed, he heard it, and he heard the location of those people clearly!

Tie Zhongtang stomped on his feet, and his body seemed to shoot out from the bowstring of the Wanshi bow, and he turned directly onto the second floor.

There are five people waiting for him here.

Before he could figure him, the five men pounced from five directions, and the weapons in their hands also stabbed at Tie Zhongtang, and they had swords, knives and hooks in their hands.

Tie Zhongtang's body flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he shook out from the encirclement of five people, and then the sword light and the figure flew together, and he made the five people's weapons fall to the ground with a sword, and then his wrist flicked, the move changed greatly, the swordsmanship was sharp, and it was as urgent as electricity, the long sword in Tie Zhongtang's hand had been turned away, and he stabbed straight at an angle, and attacked the five swords in an instant, his swordsmanship was plain, and there was no novelty and ingenuity, but the speed of the sword movement was really rare.

Then Tie Zhongtang stopped moving, because the five people were already dead.

They each had a bloody streak on their throats, and a single sword was fatal.

They were wrong, Tie Zhongtang was not a sheep, but an eagle soaring in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to move, and killing with one blow

When Tie Zhongtang flew up from downstairs, the downstairs was already in a battle, and the white-clothed swordsman suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xiyi.

He didn't do it immediately, he felt Jiang Xiyi's sword qi, and he was weighing how many catties and taels this person was.

Jiang Xiyi looked at the white-clothed swordsman and frowned, "Let's take out the sword." ”

The white-clothed swordsman smiled coldly, and soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The soft sword on Jiang Xiyi's waist suddenly came out of its sheath without warning.

The sword wind slashed through the throat of the white-clothed swordsman, and the blade of the sword cut through his clothes.

The white-clothed swordsman's face tightened, and without saying a word, his feet slipped and he retreated five feet.

Jiang Xiyi remained silent, stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of him again, and Jiang Xiyi stabbed out towards his arm.

The white-clothed swordsman seemed to have no way to retreat, but his face was not in a hurry.

Suddenly, he also pulled out a soft sword from his waist, this soft sword looked much softer than Jiang Xiyi's, saying that it was a sword, it was more like a whip.

With a sneer, the white-clothed swordsman brandished this soft sword and wrapped it around Jiang Xiyi's sword.

Jiang Xiyi frowned slightly, she didn't think that this person was difficult to get rid of, she just felt that this person's sword was going to be wrapped around her sword, and she didn't like it in her heart.

The white-clothed swordsman's hand tightened, his soft sword firmly grasped Jiang Xiyi's sword, and at this moment, the long sword in his right hand swung again, aiming at Jiang Xiyi's chest and stabbing down, he suddenly felt very excited, because he was about to see what he thought was the most beautiful scene.

The light of the sword is beautiful, and when the blood is splashed out, it is also beautiful, and when the sword is stained with blood, it is simply beautiful to him.

Jiang Xiyi's right hand flickered, and the white-clothed swordsman suddenly felt numb in his hand, the tiger's mouth was about to crack, his body only felt that he was settling accounts, and his left hand completely lost his strength, and the soft sword came out of his hand.

Jiang Xiyi waved her right hand again, her move was not fast at all, compared to Tie Zhongtang, this sword was simply very slow.

But her sword, the sword qi is like a storm, the sword momentum is pouring like sea water, the sword light is like a cold star, and the sword light is like a flying rainbow!

The white-clothed swordsman's right hand move was not old, he snorted, and forcibly changed his move, he knew that if this move followed the previous sword path, he would definitely run into her sword, but he didn't dare in his heart, and decided to go sideways.

If he doesn't dare, that's losing.

Jiang Xiyi sensed his intentions, and the sword in his hand suddenly slashed into the air, and the white-clothed swordsman only felt a white light flash in front of him, and then with two 'clanging' sounds, his sword was broken - the long sword, and the soft sword were both broken on the ground.

Jiang Xiyi's hand shook, and the long sword was unfurled, shaking off the rest of the parts wrapped around the soft sword.

The white-clothed swordsman gritted his teeth, flicked his right hand, smashed the short sword to the ground, and with another wave, twenty-seven silver stars burst out from his sleeve, and the momentum was fierce.

The silver star flipped blue light, apparently quenched poison.

Hua Lingling swept away the afterglow and exclaimed: "Rainstorm pear flower nails!" ”

Rainstorm pear blossoms, out of the blood will be seen, empty back ominous; In a hurry, the king of hidden weapons.

There are countless people in the rivers and lakes who have died under this secret weapon, and no one has been able to dodge the rainstorm pear flower nail so far.

Twenty-seven pear blossom nails bloomed in front of Jiang Xiyi at the same time, close to her body.

Hua Lingling's complexion turned gray in an instant, and he was about to pounce, but Lei Xiaodiao grabbed Hua Lingling when he saw this.