Xiao Er looked nervously at the broken blade in front of him that was stagnant in mid-air, the feeling of picking up a small life in the Ghost Gate Pass, it really can't be described in words, but at that moment just now, he was really a little heartbroken.

The mother and son sitting in the corner, witnessing the tragic death of the person who had been protecting them, although they also wanted to escape, but under the powerful aura of the old man that enveloped the entire inn, it was difficult to open their legs, and the only thing the mother could do was to protect her child and hold it tightly in her arms.

And the innkeeper who came out of the back kitchen originally walked towards the counter very casually, but when the corner of his eye swept to the abnormal situation in the inn, his steps were suddenly stunned.

Looking at the two men lying on the ground with a broken blade in their throats, the corpses of the bloodied men, and then looking at Xiao Er in his inn standing there stiffly, there was still a broken blade in front of him, looking at his position, the broken blade seemed to be inserted into Xiao Er's head, and the shopkeeper's face instantly turned pale.

But instead of shouting, he carefully hid behind the counter while everyone didn't notice him, and struggled to catch his breath, clasped his hands together, and prayed in his heart.

It's really hard.

opened the inn in a place that was not very profitable, and encountered this kind of thing, which really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes.

He silently thought in his heart, no matter how expensive the rent in the city was, he would have to give up his capital and open an inn in the big city.

Just as he was thinking this, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air above his head, and a broken blade smashed a jar of wine, directly cracking the wine cabinet, and penetrating several inches into the wall, leaving only the handle of the knife to be stable outside.

And all the wine in the broken jar was poured on the shopkeeper's body.

He was completely stunned.

Covering his mouth tightly, the whole person lay on the floor, stuck to the counter, and did not dare to make any sound, let alone look at the situation outside.

The broken blade naturally pointed at Xiao Er's.

As Ouyang Shengxue shook his hand, he changed his direction and flew straight towards the counter.

Xiao Er, who was saved, collapsed on the ground as soon as his legs became weak, and an abnormal smell emanated from his legs, obviously scared to pee.

Ouyang Shengxue supported the table with both hands, slowly stood up, faced the old man, and said calmly: "Your Excellency, as a cultivator, wantonly kills ordinary people, which is not in accordance with the rules. ”

Although for sword cultivation, there are no rules in the world itself, but after all, it also has its own bottom line.

And in the laws of Jiang Guo, there is a clear saying that cultivators cannot kill ordinary people, and Ouyang Shengxue, as a native of Jiang Guo, should abide by this rule.

Because he came from the sword courtyard in the capital.

The old man's smiling face gradually became cold, he quietly looked at the young man who was as powerless as a white-faced scholar, and after a moment of silence, he said in a heavy tone: "It seems that you are not an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes, it is very strange that I can't perceive your specific realm, so it is very likely that your cultivation is higher than that of the old man." At least that's a possibility. ”

Ouyang Shengxue and the old man stood opposite each other, the wind and rain slapped on the doors and windows of the inn, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little gloomy inexplicably.

"I'm a sword cultivator. ”

Ouyang Shengxue calmly revealed his identity.

The old man's expression changed again.

It is true that the Sword Sect has been declining, but the strength of Sword Cultivation is also deep-rooted, and no one will want to offend Sword Cultivation easily, because most of the Sword Cultivators are unreasonable, especially those powerful Sword Cultivators.

The old man didn't know whether Ouyang Shengxue was strong or not, but he was definitely not weak.

He had a headache thinking, how could he meet a sword cultivator in such a ghost place so coincidentally, the two men he killed were all out of good luck, but his luck didn't seem to be very good.

Ouyang Shengxue deliberately paid attention to the mother and son hugging each other in the corner, they were all scared and weak, although they may be from a wealthy family, but when they encountered a threat to their lives, they could not do anything except feel scared.

He's not a nosy person, but he doesn't mind drawing his sword as long as something happens to him.

He walked out of the sword academy, walked in the world, and honed his state of mind, not to turn himself into an iron heart, compared to most sword cultivation, Ouyang Shengxue didn't seem to be very suitable for the path of sword cultivation, because his mind was quite deep, and he also liked to think a lot, and at some times he couldn't behave so simply, he would hesitate, or even be reluctant to draw his sword.

But in the scenery he saw, he also had to draw his sword.

He doesn't have the kind of sharp aura that belongs to Jian Xiu, except that he looks like a white-faced scholar in his image, his character was also weak at the beginning, when he walked in the world and saw countless landscapes, although there were some changes gradually, but the essence was nothing changed.

He killed those mountain bandits very decisively in Liang County, because those mountain bandits were really great evildoers, and the old man who did not hesitate to kill two men by cruel means, and even killed the powerless pair of mother and son, was obviously also a great evildoer.

The old man didn't know what Ouyang Shengxue was thinking, he was a little afraid of sword cultivation.

But it's far from being scared.

When Ouyang Shengxue looked at the mother and son in the corner and lost his mind for a moment, the old man raised his right arm very decisively and slammed it towards Ouyang Shengxue from a distance of only a table.

With this punch, a terrible whistling sound sounded out of thin air in the inn, and the roaring fist burst through the air, and the sound completely overshadowed the sound of rain outside the window, and smashed Ouyang Shengxue's chest, making a heavy muffled sound.

And Ouyang Shengxue raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his head and silently looked at the fist that bombarded his chest, the green shirt on his chest was shattered, and there were very clear fist marks on the skin, but it was more of a manifestation of fist strength, when the fist strength was dispersed, under the broken clothes, there was fair skin, but the real appearance was unscathed.

The sword cultivator's physique was much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, although it was far from being comparable to the monks outside the mountain, but the old man's punch obviously had no effect on Ouyang Shengxue.

In addition to the relatively strong physical defense, it also seemed to mean that the old man's attack methods were not qualified to hurt Ouyang Shengxue.

The old man's face became ugly for a moment.

He couldn't believe that his near-full punch had only shattered the other man's clothes.

Ouyang Shengxue silently patted his chest, looked up at the old man, and said: "During the time I was walking in the rivers and lakes, I have been wearing this green shirt, although I have met many extremely powerful characters, this green shirt has always remained intact, and now you have broken it." ”

The old man didn't think this was a compliment to himself, he stared at Ouyang Shengxue with a gloomy expression, and his original confident appearance had already begun to become a little flustered.

It is impossible for anyone to continue to maintain a calm state of mind when they are almost attacking with all their might, but without harming the other party in the slightest.

Ouyang Shengxue's eyes were still fixed on the mother and son in the corner, but the words were directed at the old man, "They are very pitiful, aren't they, I don't think ordinary people will offend cultivators, let alone a weak mother and son, those two men should be their guards, you killed their guards, obviously you also want to kill them, I need to know the reason why you did this." ”

The old man couldn't understand Ouyang Shengxue's attitude, his clenched fists trembled slightly, and said, "What does this reason mean to you?"

Ouyang Shengxue said slowly: "It can make me make up my mind to kill you." ”

The old man thought to himself, if there is a suitable reason, does it also mean that the other party will no longer want to kill him?

But this seems very unlikely.

And it is impossible for the old man to put down this face to beg for mercy, even if he makes up a lie, it is a very humiliating thing.

"Someone wanted them to die, so I came to kill them. ”

The old man replied.

Ouyang Shengxue frowned and said: "I'm actually a person who hates trouble, it seems that even if I kill you, there will still be people chasing and killing them, but those things haven't happened after all, and I haven't encountered them, and you broke the green shirt I like very much." ”

The old man's face sank, and the meaning of these words was already obvious.

He is not someone to sit still.

His clenched right hand had already blasted towards Ouyang Shengxue again, this time aiming for a direct attack on the front door.

Ouyang Shengxue has experienced countless battles since he walked out of the capital and out of that sword courtyard, although he rarely encounters battles between life and death, he has extremely rich experience.

His reaction was incredibly fast.

Reach out and grasp the hilt of the sword, then draw the sword and stab it out.

It's smooth and natural.

By the time the old man noticed something extraordinary, it was already too late.

The sword qi that was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and like a roaring angry dragon, slashed at his body again, bursting out a large area of blood, and the figure of the old man fell to the ground with a bang.

......

Ouyang Shengxue stood there quietly, the sword in his hand already in its sheath.

The old man's body slammed on the floor, spurting out a mouthful of blood with a pop, he looked at Ouyang Shengxue with a shocked face, and said with great difficulty: "You got into big trouble...... You should have been just a passerby, and you're definitely going to regret it for today......"

Ouyang Shengxue looked at the old man silently and said calmly: "Before I do something, I may indeed regret it, but once I do that thing, I will never regret it." ”

The old man lay on the ground, gradually silent, but his resentful gaze was still staring at Ouyang Shengxue.

Xiao Er, who was sitting on the ground, watched the old man lose his breath with horror, and when he found Ouyang Shengxue's eyes on him, he reacted very quickly and waved his hand again and again, "I...... I don't know anything, I don't see anything, hero, spare my life!"

Ouyang Shengxue shook his head lightly and said, "I'm sorry for this incident in the inn, you can wait for the rain to stop and report to the official, in fact, the old man killed the other two people first, and also wanted to kill you, I then killed him, and also saved you, and everyone here." ”

Of course, Xiao Er knew this very well, he was just scared, he witnessed the three people dying in front of him, he didn't pass out directly, he was already very resolute, although it was also a fact that he was scared to pee.

In this case, when he suddenly came into contact with Ouyang Shengxue's gaze, his knee-jerk reaction was naturally to beg for mercy.

And the shivering shopkeeper hiding behind the counter suddenly heard the voice of his own Xiao Er, so he also mustered up the courage to poke out his head, and shrank his head back and forth for a wave of testing, and finally saw that Xiao Er, who thought he was dead, was really alive, as if he had seen a relative, he couldn't help but cry and shouted: "You are still alive——"

"Shopkeeper!" The little second also cried bitterly, looking back at the shopkeeper behind the counter very affectionately.