The crescent moon is hidden in the clouds, sometimes disappearing.

The dark Yingtianfu was silent.

At the entrance of the inn, several guards with knives stood there.

As the Imperial City of Bianjing, their arrogant appearance makes people dare not approach.

In the middle of the night, a figure walked generously to the door of the post station.

"Stop, the post station is heavy, and the idlers avoid!"

The guard at the door shouted loudly.

"Duan Pengju, can you live here?"

Su Yan stood at the door with an indifferent face, and his arrogance made several guards look angry.

"How can this be reasonable, dare to call the official by his name, if you can't find death, take it!"

As the guards spoke, they drew their long blades and jumped down the steps.

The sharp blade in his hand carried the cold wind and shrouded Su Yan.

Seeing that the blade was in charge, Su Yan was unmoved.

"Sword, come!"

Reaching out out of thin air, the Qingyu Sword appeared in the void.

The blade is out of the sheath, and the cold is pressing.

Su Yan waved his hand casually, and there was a tiger roaring dragon roar in the void.

The power of the peerless divine weapon is not something that ordinary people can resist.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

The sound of Jin Ming came, and the sharp blade in the guard's hand was instantly broken.

At the same time, a large amount of blood gushed out from a tiny wound in their throat.

With just one move, the dead bodies of the four guards fell to the ground.

By the time they died, they couldn't believe what had happened.

"Ding, kill four third-rate guards and reward 80 energy points."

Su Yan was not in a hurry, carrying the non-sticky Qingyu sword, stepping on the stone steps step by step, and walked into the post house.

"Murder!"

In the gatehouse inside the inn, a few local guards huddled in the corner.

Seeing that the guards from Bianjing were all cut to the ground, how dare they step forward.

Shouting loudly at the broken gong, they turned and ran towards the inn.

"Bold rats, don't be caught yet!"

The shouts from the porter caused the guards who had crossed the courtyard to run out one after another.

This time, Duan Pengju brought a hundred personal guards.

In addition to the four people who fell at the door, there were more than 30 people on guard in the backyard, and the rest of the personnel all arrived.

They all pulled out their sabers at their waists and looked at Su Yan, who was dressed in white.

The Qingyu Sword in his hand was cold, making them dare not step forward for a while.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!"

The tragic death of the Su family's eight thousand sons on the battlefield was all caused by Tong Guan's inability to hold on.

Su Yan's eyes were bright, and all the resentment welled up in his heart.

The voice was cold and unforgiving, sweeping over the guards in front of them.

"Rebel and thief, don't ambush him, come and chop him into pulp!"

The commander of the guards came from the backyard and looked at Su Yan, who was surrounded by groups.

At the sound of an order, the guards did not dare to slack off.

"Kill!"

With a roar, he waved the blade in his hand and rushed towards Su Yan.

"Look for death!"

No longer speaking, Su Yan turned into a killing god.

The bloody breath that came back from the battlefield spread.

The green sword in his hand turned into bursts of cold light.

The sword flowers are all the sounds of life.

Jin Ming intersected, and the knives in the hands of the guards were like papier-mâché.

With the peerless divine weapon in hand, where Su Yan passed, it was like a blood-colored whirlwind.

Stumps and severed arms flew all over the sky, and wails and screams were endless.

Blood splattered, and the original bluestone slab was dyed dark red.

The horror of killing gods made those guards turn pale.

They retreated to the backyard one after another, seeing Su Yan approaching like chopping melons and vegetables.

None of them who stand in his way will live.

Stepping on the corpse, Su Yan walked into the backyard step by step.

At this time, the original banquet had long been in disarray.

Guests took refuge in the grass for fear of being implicated.

"Stand down!"

Seeing that those guards couldn't resist.

Duan Peng, who was sitting on the high platform, roared angrily.

When he stood up, he was like a wall.

More than half of the guards were killed.

The rest of them retreated one after another, looking at Su Yan, who seemed to be killing a god, they were really afraid.

"Finally found you."

With the sword in his hand, Su Yan looked at Duan Pengju with cold eyes.

He is eight feet tall, but he is a popular person in front of Tong Guan.

When the enemies see each other today, they are very red-eyed.

In the void, Duan Pengju's information came into view.

Force: 80

Intelligence: 43

"Arrogant child, you dare to be wild in front of me, when Lao Tzu fought on the battlefield, you still peed and mud, and today you dare to assassinate the governor of Bendu, it is really bold, read that you are young and ignorant, kneel down quickly, I will reward you with a whole corpse!"

Duan Peng's face was crossed, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

"Tong Guan's dog, dare to claim that the pawn who fought on the battlefield, and saw the Liao soldiers, his legs were weak, in addition to flattery, he would do nothing, you are tall and big, but you are a rat guts, can you forget, the shame of being forced to kneel by the golden vulture back then?"

Su Yan looked disdainful, and a sentence stung Duan Pengju's heart.

In the Song-Liao War, he went to sue for peace on behalf of Tong Guan, and was teased by the Liao people in every way.

Originally, few people knew about it, but how could the person in front of him know.

"Bold, dare to slander the governor of Pontus, I can't keep you today!"

Duan Pengju, whose face turned red, didn't dare to talk about it anymore, for fear of causing more trouble.

As soon as he turned around, he grabbed the nine-curved serial gun that stood two meters behind him.

This nine-song serial gun, which weighs 100 catties, is made of pig iron, and it is also his famous weapon.

"Slander, you deserve it too!"

Su Yan's eyes were full of anger.

A cold glance, with the determination of death.

"Little guy, take your life!"

With a roar, Duan Peng jumped high, and the nine-song serial gun in his hand smashed at Su Yan with a gangfeng.

Su Yan turned sideways slightly, avoiding the fierce force.

The Qingyu sword in his hand came out of its sheath, turned into a cold light in the sky, and covered Duan Pengju.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

After more than ten moves in a row, the sound of Jin Ming shook everyone's ears.

Duan Pengju's marksmanship with wide opening and closing, when he encountered Su Yan's close combat, he couldn't show it for a while.

If it weren't for the extraordinarily heavy nine-curved serial gun cast from the pig iron in his hand, I'm afraid he would already be a ghost.

"Who are you?"

The figures were staggered, Duan Peng raised his wrist and was forced to give up his weapon and take three steps back.

Holding his bleeding right hand, Duan Pengju finally realized that something was wrong.

He stammered and looked at Su Yan, why was he so violent.

"Su family, Su Yan!"

The cold light flashed, and blood splattered.

The Qingyu sword slashed across Duan Pengju's neck, and the huge head rolled to the ground.

The blood in the neck spurted high, like a blood-colored fountain rising into the sky.

"Brothers, quench your thirst with this guy's life first, and wait until I cut off Tong Guan's head, and then I will worship you!"

Su Yan raised his head and let the blood splash on his body and face.

For the souls of the eight thousand disciples of the Su family, this is just the beginning.

"Kill a third-rate general and reward 500 energy points."

The prompt sound of the system made Su Yan happy.

Duan Pengju was actually worth five hundred, and this time he could exchange a lot of things.

"The Governor is dead!".

The guards who were watching from a distance looked at Duan Pengju, whose head was cut off, and the trees fell and scattered.

This god-killing horror is far beyond what they can deal with.