It's late at night.

Outside the window, the snow fell like goose feathers, and the earth was covered with hoarfrost.

Jiang Cang had been sitting cross-legged in the room, his divine sense swept over the night white scene near the entire inn, and summed up all the scenes in his mind, without slacking off for a moment.

Until about four o'clock in the morning, the snow was the same.

Jiang Cang sensed that the danger was approaching, and he knew that the troubles of this trip were involving the strong masters of the sect, so he stared at it with his divine sense and carefully stared at the cloth shop a hundred meters away.

Perhaps, when the time comes, that's it.

Jiang Cang saw that Senior Brother Zhuo and the others, who were now sitting or cross-legged in the room, also got up one after another at this time, and turned their eyes to the direction of the inn, near him.

"Do it?"

With a faint whisper in the room, the young disciple beside Senior Brother Zhuo was Senior Brother Ren.

He tightened the handle of the knife that had not left his hand all night, and the sharp blade that revealed the cold light in the moonlight outside the window, slightly excited, "Senior Brother Zhuo, are we going to kill the people of the Tianyang Sect, or is it the one surnamed Fang of the Baiyun Sect?" ”

"Senior Brother Ren, Senior Brother Liu and others went to besiege and kill the one of the Baiyun Sect who was congenitally perfect." Senior Brother Zhuo closed his eyes and pondered, and said his plan for tonight, "I'm going to kill those people from the Tianyang Sect, lest they have any means to run away from you, and we will be a little difficult to chase." ”

Senior Brother Zhuo looked at the night, "This is the realm of the Spirit Grass Gate, although it is a little far away from the Spirit Grass Gate, but it is still necessary to act carefully and guard against any accidents." At that time, if the people of the Tianyang Sect are let go, our sect will be in danger. ”

"There is no Grandmaster powerhouse in this city like Senior Brother Zhuo..." Senior Brother Ren smiled, "We've all figured it out."

When Senior Brother Ren said this, he seemed to be serious and sought after, "So if Senior Brother Zhuo makes a move tonight, these people will definitely die!" ”

"Hey." Senior Brother Zhuo glanced back at Senior Brother Ren, snorted with some arrogance, and nodded thoughtfully, feeling that it must be so.

If he is a strong grandmaster, and the twenty-five congenitals around him can't take those people in the inn, then it is really better to live than to die.

"With Senior Brother Zhuo personally taking action, they will definitely not be able to run away!" Everyone is also chasing after them, and they have great trust in Senior Brother Zhuo.

"Hands-on .." Senior Brother Zhuo wanted to think about it, listen to it, or act carefully, he took out his sword from the table, and motioned to Senior Brother Ren and the others to set off first, intercepting and killing the people of the Baiyun Sect as planned, and he went straight to the Tianyang Sect.

"Yes.." Senior Brother Ren promised, turned around and looked at everyone, these people were standing behind him, "Senior Brother Liu and all the junior disciples, follow me tonight, wait until you get to the door of the inn, and then listen to the plan." Let's go kill that surnamed Fang! ”

"Obey the orders of Senior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Ren!" Everyone shouted in response, and the words were scattered two meters away from them, and they didn't spread out a single bit, which shows that these people are all good hands, and they have a certain grasp of themselves, at least they are congenital Xiaocheng, and they can use their aura to disperse their voices.

It is not difficult to see that these people are really prepared, and they have eaten the innate elixir of the Baiyun Sect.

Even if it is multiple Tianyang Sects, as long as there is no elder to lead the team, it is just a gift of pills.

And when Senior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Ren and others were sneaking towards the inn.

Jiang Cang knew that there was not only a strong grandmaster among them, but also twenty-five congenitals, so he didn't sit still, but was afraid that everyone would make a mistake, so he got up and walked out of the house, and his divine sense looked at the surrounding houses, wanting to wake everyone up first, so that they could be prepared and stop those innate people.

The grandmaster surnamed Zhuo was handed over to himself.

Listening to them again, Senior Brother Zhuo has only entered the innate world.

I also saw that his combat power was just over 20, so he should be able to practice.

Especially at this moment.

Jiang Cang also saw that sixteen law enforcement disciples and others were also meditating cross-legged in the room, as if they were guarding against something.

In other words, in addition to being in the sect, the law enforcement disciples have never really slept when they travel outside the sect, and they are all ready to deal with various situations, which is a habit they have developed since entering the law enforcement hall.

It's also a habit.

As Jiang Cang went out unabashedly, they were all aware of it, as if they were waiting for Steward Jiang's order all the time.

"There's a guest coming." Jiang Cang's voice was not loud.

But in the quiet inn without the sound of falling snow, the law enforcement disciples who listened heard it all.

For a while, they looked out the window at the gloomy and snowy night, contemplating and secretly saying that something was wrong, some guests would not choose heavy snow weather, nor would they choose late night, so they did not neglect anything, so they carried the weapons at hand and came out of the house one after another, surrounded Jiang Cang, and glanced at the house to the west, where Baiyunzong and others lived.

In their minds, if there are guests or enemies, it should be the closest Baiyun Sect here.

But Jiang Cang looked at the closed door downstairs, and said to the disciples who gathered around: "The doors and windows in my house are facing the city, and I have no intention of looking at the stars on a snowy night tonight. ”

Jiang Cang took a step forward, and his figure was hidden by the pillar in the corner, "Senior brothers, go and wake up the juniors of Baiyun Sect in a whisper, if Jiang Cang guesses correctly, there may be a fight tonight, let the juniors make some preparations early." ”

"Steward Jiang is saying.." The disciples thought left and right, thinking that the people who came at this point were still holding weapons, so they would not be good, so they left five people to protect Jiang Cang, one went to call people, and the rest scattered around the inn, went down the stairs, hid, and no longer spoke, all looked at the door of the store that was knocked by the heavy snow beside them.

With the 'whirring' wind.

After waiting for more than a dozen breaths, several disciples behind the door listened intently, as if they really heard the sound of 'rustling' snow on the street outside the door about twenty or thirty meters away, and from time to time they were connected one piece, just as Steward Jiang said, there were quite a few people, but they still walked softly, silently, like an assassin's night attack.

It is estimated that before they arrive at the inn, they will separate around, kick on the inn, and attack themselves in the snowy night and moonlight.

And the law enforcement brothers did not guess wrong.

That's what Senior Brother Zhuo and Senior Brother Ren and the others thought, and when they came to the inn, they scattered around, kicked up the inn with light skills, and entered the inn from the window paper.

They wore leather and cotton shoes under their feet, and specially cooked pads for the soles of the beast's feet, which, though they sounded in the snow, were as light as they were between the walls of their houses.

This trip is prepared.

And Jiang Cangshen saw it, and when there was a small sound of the door in the corridor on the third floor, Senior Brother Fang and the others also walked out in full gear, so they gave them a look, took a long knife, and in the eyes of the disciples who wanted to stop it, it was like a flying flotsam, and the third floor jumped down, silently stepped on the side of the store door, and joined the disciples behind the door downstairs.

Assassinate the night attack, and he is also good at it.

Whoever dies of the deer may be between dozens of breaths in front of this door.

'Woo'

At this time, the sound of light snow stepping is getting closer and closer.

Avoiding the fire of the eaves, across the gate, ten meters outside the door, there seemed to be more than 20 shadows printed on the window paper.

The disciples behind the door were on guard, deflected the blade of the weapon, held their breath, and silently aimed at the people outside the door.

It seems that when Steward Jiang gives an order, they will rush out and will not sit still.

Jiang Cang listened attentively, and when he saw that Senior Brother Ren and one person walked into a ten-meter radius outside the door, the others stopped moving, as if they wanted to branch here, and after stepping on the inn one by one, they suddenly erected a blade, stepped on it, and crashed into the door next to him, the first two people outside the house!

Suddenly, as Jiang Cang moved, there was a 'bang' sound, the door of the house was broken, and the sawdust and the heavy snow outside the house flew, as if breaking the silence in the snowy night.

Under the moonlight and the eaves lamplight, a knife flashed.

The two unsuspecting senior and younger brothers were beheaded by the attacking long knives, and they did not say a word until they died.

At the same time, Jiang Cang attacked directly.

The mud and snow splashed under the feet of 'Shasha', and two human heads fell from their shoulders behind them, and the blood drifted into the snow, staining the snow in front of them.

Accompanied by a few exclamations.

The people ten meters away reacted in an instant, took a step forward to stop Jiang Cang, and struck each other with 'sonorous' swords.

Jiang Cang slashed away, splashed a little spark, broke one of its handles, and was stopped by the long sword of the three people.

Momentarily exhausted.

Jiang Cang's divine sense swept over the snow, and when he saw the Sect Master ten zhang away, a sword light appeared on his side, and the long knife with a gap parried forward, and he retreated to the front of the door with his strength, and rushed out to the side of the law enforcement disciples.

"Protect the Jiang Steward!"

"Senior Brother Ren?!"

'Click' approached the corpse and landed on the ground.

The law enforcement disciples surrounded them, and they fought with the chasing people, and the 'sonorous' swords and soldiers struck each other, and the aura was scattered, protecting Jiang Cang's left and right.

Behind him, the footsteps in the inn gradually came, and the remaining law enforcement disciples and Baiyun Sect and others came with weapons, accompanied by the surprise of someone in a certain room, someone was already startled by the sound of weapons.

"Good martial arts.." Senior Brother Zhuo, who was leaning on the periphery of everyone, was always keeping an eye on Jiang Cang, who was surrounded by law enforcement disciples, as if he was looking at the battle situation, guarding against strong enemies, and also formulating a new strategy, which forcibly suppressed the sentimentality of the death of the junior brother.

"Now that the sword soldiers have met... Without further ado. You kill these people first, and then you kill the diners in the inn... Leave nothing alive! ”

"What a big breath." Jiang Cang's free hand picked up an intact long knife from the corpse under his feet, pointed at Senior Brother Zhuo, and said with a smile: "You are so bold to attack and kill the steward of Tianyang Sect." ”

"Thanks for the compliment.." Senior Brother Zhuo also laughed, laughing, his aura was strong, and he dispersed the flying snow around him, "It's just that it doesn't take much courage to kill you." If you want to blame, you can only blame the people of your Tianyang Sect for being careless, without the Grandmaster Elder to lead the team, this world is so big, it's not like you can go if you want to... No, Zhuo Cai stepped into the Grandmaster, and I want to leave you to wait for your footsteps.."

Senior Brother Zhuo laughed, out of scheming, resentment, and frustration at the failure of the attack, trying to disturb the people who were fighting with words.

Because he has already seen that these law enforcement disciples are all innate peak and consummation!

He is already scared now, afraid that these people will desperately block it, if it is delayed, and let go of any person from the Tianyang Sect, he will be chased and killed by the Tianyang Sect!

'He's a grandmaster..?! The law enforcement disciples who were fighting suddenly heard the news, and they were also a little stunned, but they also immediately stabilized their minds and did not mess with their own steps, allowing the thieves to succeed.

But between Senior Brother Zhuo's words, he saw everyone stunned for a moment, and a gap was exposed, but he ran with a sword, and the distance of ten zhang was instantaneous, like a flying fox in the snow, and he deftly avoided several disciples nearby, and the tip of the sword pointed at Jiang Cang's chest to prevent everyone from blocking it, and Jiang Cang fled.

From this sword stab, he was resolute, and he didn't have any intention of leaving a living mouth, so he knew that he wanted to kill Jiang Cang, who was obviously the most powerful, as soon as possible, and then go to support his junior brother and kill everyone in the inn!

Only in this way, if the news is not revealed, he will have a chance to live.

At the same time.

Seeing the long sword coming, Jiang Cang stepped forward a few steps sideways, the double knives brushed through the neck of a person next to him, and reflexively parried the sword stabbed by Senior Brother Zhuo, and suddenly there was a crisp 'bang', and the long knife that had been notched before was shattered.

But Jiang Cang also led Senior Brother Zhuo out of the battle situation, and retreated thirty zhang away, so as not to fight to the death with the Grandmaster and hurt the senior brothers in the sect.

"Steward Jiang!" The law enforcement disciples were frightened, because they knew Steward Jiang's intention to protect themselves and others, but they were stopped by these twenty-six people, even if they fought to the death, they couldn't kill them for a while in just a dozen breaths.

"You're looking for death.." Senior Brother Zhuo chased a few steps forward, but he laughed loudly, laughing at the feelings in the door during the death war.

His long sword passed, stabbing straight into Jiang Cang's heart, the long sword 'buzzed', if there is spirituality, killing is only in an instant.

I'm worried that he won't come out.

When Jiang Cang heard the wind, he stopped and borrowed his strength, and raised the long knife with strength, and the aura was also full of the blade, shattering the nearby flying snow.

It can be muffled with a 'sonorous'.

The long knife was pierced by a long sword wrapped in aura.

Jiang Cang's arm was slightly numb, the tiger's mouth was torn a little, the blood was reflected, and the long knife in his hand knocked out a small dot, and it spread out like a river flood, spreading out like a spider web, and shattering!

Senior Brother Zhuo deflected the sword body, the long sword was offset like a snake, without any block, stabbing at Jiang Cang's heart, the offensive was like electricity, ordinary weapons, for the grandmaster, the aura wrapped around the blade, can be cut off.

Jiang Cang was in danger, only waiting for one step less, his left arm was protected in front of his chest, and his palm was on the right side of his waist, as if he was parrying with flesh and blood, and the moment he stabbed it, he deflected the blade of the sword, but his right hand reached out, bringing a strong wind to explode, and it also grabbed Senior Brother Zhuo's neck, more like dying together.

And Senior Brother Zhuo's sword did not spare any strength, and he stabbed it out with a sword, how could his flesh and blood body block the blade of the grandmaster?

But he also guarded against the desperate killing of the trapped beast, just in case of an accident, and his free hand was charged to parry Jiang Cang's punch.

At the same time, 'poof' stabbed Jiang Cang's chest without any resistance from the long sword.

Senior Brother Zhuo paused when he looked at the sound of Jiang Cang's punch, and he had no intention of revealing the joy of victory under his own sword by a strong enemy.

It can be between electric and flint.

Snow splashed under their feet, and the wind and snow seemed to block the sight of the two.

Jiang Cang's parried left hand took out the dagger from the side of his waist, like a sharp blade cutting through the confetti, Senior Brother Zhuo's parried arm aura was broken, flesh and bones were cut off by the dagger, the remaining momentum was unabated, the blade cut through a layer of cotton clothes on Senior Brother Zhuo's chest, cut off his head and neck upwards, and stopped in front of the right shoulder.

'Smack'

The smiling head and corpse fell to the ground in the snow.

Jiang Cang took two steps back, stabilized his figure, stared at him for a moment, clenched the hilt of the sword, and his aura protected the vicinity of his heart, and he suddenly pulled out the long sword that pierced his chest!

"It's a good martial art.."

'Drip' blood fell down the tip of the sword.

Jiang Cang coughed lightly, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, held the long sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and calmed his mind, and rushed into the crowd that was fighting!

For a while, the shouts of killing resounded inside and outside the inn.

The lights of the eaves were tired of being blown by the cold wind.

The night was snowing heavily, as if it had been fighting for a long time, maybe it was just a snowy night.

Door.

Jiang Cang's face was pale, holding a blood-dripping long sword, looking at the twenty-six corpses in the snow.

As Brother Zhuo said,

Make a clean sweep of.