There weren't too many people in the Fulai Inn, and when Yang Guo didn't eat much, a few people came outside.

When the customers in the store saw these people, they all threw down their money and ran away.

The shopkeeper and the man also looked panicked, as if they had seen a beast.

These people are dressed in a very stylish manner, wearing red eye-catching cloaks and holding shiny long knives in their hands.

Cloaks were originally meant to keep the cold and wind out. But there are other effects. For example, it can make it easier for your side to identify the position of your generals, which is conducive to battle command. Fighting at night is also better to cover the commander (who calls his armor the brightest?).

Yang Guo didn't think about wearing the whole cloak.

Thinking of the scene in the Tianlong Babu where Qiao Feng wore a cloak and used the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending to fight Ding Chunqiu, it was simply cool.

At this time, when he saw the cloak, he also wanted to put on a whole piece, preferably black, the other colors were too eye-catching.

The shopkeeper and the man greeted these people carefully.

Just as Yang Guo and they were about to go up to rest, those people actually got excited and blocked their way.

"I'm lucky today, I can meet a few beautiful women with good looks in this kind of place."

"Stinky boy, we left your friends, get out of here."

Before Yang Guo could speak, Lu Wushuang's violent temper immediately pulled out the double knives on his waist, and cut off the ears of the person in front of him with a thunderous speed, the method was a little cruel, but it was just right to deal with this kind of scum.

There was a terrifying scream, and the other accomplices rushed to help when they saw it.

saw that Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying launched a counterattack at the same time, and soon these people were defeated.

When they fled, they dared to threaten them.

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked up to them and said anxiously: "A few guest officers, you better hurry up, these people are disciples of the [Blood Knife Gate], and they will find them soon." ”

"What is the origin of this [Blood Knife Gate]?"

"The head of this [Blood Knife Gate] calls himself the Blood Knife Ancestor, and there are hundreds of ...... under the sect."

The blood knife does not easily recruit disciples, the blood knife kills and slaughters, whoever wants to get a beginner gets the blood knife killing order, and takes the head of the order, the order may be a famous person in the rivers and lakes, or a lonely and weak friend, there is no one in the world who cannot be killed, cannibalism, the person who has gone through the first step needs to kill each other, and finally can stand to enter the blood knife door.

All the people inside the door use scimitars, and because the knife has a blood-red stripe, it is called a "blood knife".

The sword technique practiced by the head of this Blood Knife Sect is [Snow Drinking Crazy Knife].

It sounds a lot like the weapon Nie Feng is holding in Fengyun.

And the Divine Withering [Snow Drinking Crazy Knife] is just a knife technique.

This blood knife ancestor has killed countless people, the methods are cruel, and the most perverted is to like to drink the blood of girls.

A small glass at a time, just like drinking a small wine.

This is because his sword technique will burn qi and blood when he cultivates the internal strength, so he needs human blood to replenish it, while animal blood does not have the taste of a girl's blood.

"You'd better go, or my little shop will be affected."

"As soon as the shopkeeper leaves like this, won't they be angry with you if they can't find us, don't you worry, as long as they dare to come, they will definitely let them have no return."

How can such an evil force, as a chivalrous warrior with a strong sense of justice, stand idly by?

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The shopkeeper thinks about it, anyway, they may not be angry with them.

Yang Guo instructed the men to prepare hot water, and they should take a good bath.

After bathing, several people gathered in a room to talk.

At this moment, I heard a quick knock on the door, and I heard that the sound was from the guy, and when I opened the door, I saw the guy looking anxious.

"Is it the people from the Blood Knife Gate who have killed it?"

"Hmm."

"Xianggong asked me to kill these guys."

"Forget it, you just changed into clean clothes, don't let the blood splash your clothes, let's go with me."

"Then we'll have to follow along."

"Hmm."

Yang Guo appeared in the aisle of the stairs, looking at the people below, all of them were fierce and vicious, and the atmosphere was so scary.

"You are the one who wounded our brother, come down quickly and die."

At this time, the shopkeeper and his men had already found a place to hide.

"You garbage is so noisy, let me send you to eighteen floors of hell."

Yang Guo took out the flute from his waist and let them experience the taste of "Xianyin Miao" today.

Seeing that Yang Guo still had the heart to play the flute at this time, everyone thought that he was stupid.

Stacks linger and drift around. The gentle sound of the flute touched the afterglow of the bright moon, as if the petals of the 10,000 dots in the sky were falling one after another, embellishing the dignified picture into a dream.

The sound of the flute is a thread, a wisp, like thousands of colored threads intertwined but not messy, flying in the green and fresh bamboo forest, and the cool and grass-scented wind, and like sucking the slightly ripe and astringent green plum, surging, so not easy.

A piece of music through the ages turns back to the intestines, rippling a thousand ripples; A melodious flute is like crying, tactfully turning into the curve of the sea.

In the graceful and graceful sound of the flute, they seem to be in a fairyland, surrounded by fairies dancing.

The disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were all fascinated, but at this moment, their tones were abrupt.

They only felt that their qi and blood were surging, and they wanted to suppress it but couldn't control it, and they vomited blood one by one, and their faces were pale.

And Cheng Ying, who saw Yang Guo hurt people with this song for the first time, was extremely surprised.

With the sound of the flute, the sound containing internal force entered their ears pervasively, not only the qi and blood surged, but more seriously, the surrounding beautiful fairyland turned into purgatory on earth, and those beautiful fairies turned into red and pink skeletons, and they came towards them one by one holding musical instruments.

"Ah......h

They wielded the bloody knives in their hands and cut people when they saw them, and the scene became a purgatory on earth, they killed each other, and they had lost their hearts at all.

It was only after a while, except for a few of them in the inn, there were no Blood Sword Sect disciples alive.

Several women were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths at this terrifying lethality.

"Xianggong, this song can't be called an immortal song, it should be called a magic song, it's really terrifying, who can stop this sound attack."

"The lower the skill of this song, the greater the effect, with my current realm, it is estimated that only Hong seniors and others can withstand the confusion of this sound."

"Xianggong, I also want to learn such a powerful tune."

"Don't be too ambitious, you should learn from Cheng Ying "Blue Sea Tide Song."

"Oh."

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The way they looked at Yang Guo was like looking at a freak, this talent was too perverted.

When the shopkeeper of the inn came out, he saw that the inn was full of corpses, blood was flowing all over the ground, and there was a disgusting smell in the air.

"It's... This... This... Reply, I'm really finished. ”

"Don't panic if the shopkeeper is in trouble, we will definitely cut down the bloody knife door and then leave, and you will not be implicated."

"Hey......"

The shopkeeper and the shopkeeper had to carry the corpse and bury it in a deep pit in the distance.