Night.

Outside an inn called Fengning in Jingsheng City, dark shadows gathered.

One by one, they descended from afar, lurking in the shadows of the night like wolves, staring at the inn as a hungry beast of prey on a fat elk.

The killing machine began to spread.

The inn in the center of the storm was still full of laughter, unaware of the impending killing.

As one of these Shura, Xu Han frowned and looked at the inn in the distance, and his mind was still swirling with what Yuan Xiucheng said today.

"This battle has the red-clothed judges under the Song Emperor to supervise the formation, and the Ten Palaces Yama must attach great importance to this, if you are soft in the center of this battle, you will inevitably show your feet and be noticed by others, and then don't say that it is you, even I will be implicated. So today, you have to be ruthless, no matter who the other person is, you have to kill him!"

Xu Han is not a person who can't distinguish between the important and the serious, in the past two years, he has let go of some people who he thinks should not die, but he has also killed many people he has to kill.

Yuan Xiucheng's instructions were actually a big problem in his opinion, and maybe Yuan Xiucheng did it on purpose, and today his target was only some Hanging River Peak disciples sent by Linglong Pavilion to hide people's eyes. Xu Han naturally knew how much combat power these monks who were immersed in the medical path could have, and the most troublesome thing was probably a few Tsing Yi disciples who were in charge of guarding, but under the hands of these more than 20 Shura, they couldn't make any big waves.

As for that Long Congyun, he was probably on his way to intercept the current at this moment, but what he didn't know was that this praying mantis was catching cicadas, and there were still yellow finches behind. Today, this famous Xuanming Sword Immortal will probably be in a different place and become a bargaining chip for the Senluo Palace to exchange wealth.

However, if you want to come to Senluo Palace, you don't want to tear your face with the Linglong Pavilion, the first sect of the Great Zhou, so naturally you can't leave any living mouth tonight. At that time, you can also splash this dirty water on the body of the sea current, killing two birds with one stone, this Sen Luo Palace's calculations, just thinking about it made Xu Han feel chilled.

"Up!"

With a whisper in the darkness.

The Shura, hidden in the shadows, responded to the call, and they shuttled through the night like ghosts, surrounding the inn from all sides at a great speed.

"Who!" Those Sword Holding Hall disciples of the Linglong Pavilion were obviously not in vain. When the Shura were still a few feet away from the inn, they were noticed.

With a loud shout, there was a crisp sound, and the sword was unsheathed.

Neither side had any intention of talking, and the next moment was a hand-to-hand encounter.

Obviously, Linglong Pavilion had not expected the surprise attack of Senluo Hall before this, and there were only two or three Qingyi disciples who stayed to defend it.

Although their cultivation is good, and the good hands of the Danyang Realm are bound to be the objects of competition among various forces in the rivers and lakes, but under the hands of more than 20 Shura, they still can't make any big waves.

After only resisting for a while, he was cut off under the siege, spraying a stream of hot blood, and then fell on his back, never to stand up again.

After taking care of these corpses, the black-clothed Shura slaughtered like wolves towards the inn.

The sound here has long since laid bare their intentions.

The disciples of the Linglong Pavilion Hanging River Peak in the inn were suddenly shocked, although there were so few people who mustered up the courage to fight to the death, but these young men and girls who were not familiar with the world were the opponents of the ruthless black-clothed Shura.

The entire inn was suddenly mourned at that time, and blood was splashed.

Xu Han, who was on the side of Shura, naturally followed everyone into the inn, and he frowned as he looked at the lives that were harvested like wheat straw.

After all, he still couldn't ignore all this.

But in the same way, he is in the Senluo Temple, if he does not kill people, then he will die himself.

He didn't have a choice.

So he sighed, pulled the black masked cloth upward, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. After all, he had to kill one or two people, otherwise he would really be seen as flawed.

Thinking like this, he leaped to the second floor of the inn, and he chose a door, kicked it with one foot, and the door was like papier-mâché, and he kicked it alive.

He stepped inside.

The candles in the room had been extinguished, but the white smoke was still rising upwards along the extinguished wax head. Apparently, there were people in this house not so long ago.

Xu coldly stared at him and slowed his pace.

His dagger was held in his hand, and the birth and death of the past few years made him understand the simplest truth, the lion fights the rabbit, and he needs to use all his strength. Any underestimating enemy may put you in a situation from which you will never recover.

Xu Han understood this truth, so he was still cautious when he knew that there was no longer any combat power in this inn.

He keeps himself in a state where he is ready to flare up and deal with any situation that may arise.

And apparently, he overestimated the opponent who was hiding in the dark.

He walked around the room, and the person in the dark had no intention of making a move, but hid in the corner, and Xu Han could even faintly hear his trembling breathing.

It's not a good choice.

Xu Han knows very well that escaping is never the solution to the problem, and this truth is the same for everything.

Fight to the death or have life, hide, but can only wait for death to come.

He sighed again, but he didn't know if it was for the elk shivering in the dark, or for himself who was now lifting the butcher's knife.

With that in mind, he turned and walked out the door.

And the moment he stepped out of the threshold, there was a soft noise in the room.

It was a very light, very soft voice, so light that it was almost unrecognizable.

It was the sound of breathing, the sound of a lifted heart when it finally came down.

And Xu Han was waiting for this voice.

He keenly caught the position of the voice, and with a sudden turn of his head, he ran towards it.

The figure in the darkness obviously didn't expect Xu Han to make such a move, he couldn't hide anymore, stood up, and tried to escape.

But who is Xu Han's opponent?

It was only a moment of effort, Xu Han came to the figure, a hand was stretched out by him, grabbed the figure's neck, and then lifted it up with a slight force.

Female.

Xu Han was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he felt the identity of this elk from the touch in his hand.

"Unfortunately, I still have to kill you. Xu Han looked up at the girl who was lifted by himself, he couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, but the horror in her eyes clearly fell into Xu Han's eyes.

He said helplessly.

If she is released, today's affairs will be exposed, and once the Senluo Hall is traced, all the Shura involved today will not be spared-the rules of the Senluo Hall have always been so unkind.

Thinking like this, the dagger in his hand was raised high by him, and the cold light on the blade made the elk despair.

She knew that there was no possibility for her to survive today.

Her eyes closed slowly, waiting for death as quietly as she could.

Maybe it's fate.

Or maybe something in the dark is at odds.

Just as Xu Han's knife was about to fall on the girl's neck, the dark clouds shrouded in moonlight suddenly dispersed, and the bright moonlight spilled into the dim room through the screen window.

The moonlight illuminated Xu Han's cold dagger, and of course, it also illuminated the girl's face.

It was a face that was not pretty, and even because of the fear that overflowed in his heart, that face was extremely pale at the moment, without the slightest trace of blood.

But Xu Han was stunned at that time.

Although they hadn't seen each other for four years, although it was only a quick glance, at this moment, he still recognized her.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and he even trembled inexplicably, and this tremor became stronger than the other moment as time passed.

"It's you..."

"It's you..."

"It's !! you"

He muttered to himself as if he were stunned.

The dagger in his hand fell off violently at that moment and fell to the ground.