"Rising Days" was waved again.

The snow-white sword light illuminated the private room again.

Song Mu drew his sword again.

Another bandit collapsed in a pool of blood.

From beginning to end, Song Mu was very serious and focused in this battle, and he never got distracted.

But these bandits are different.

In the battle of life and death, distraction is a serious thing.

So in a face, Song Mu was seriously injured, but three bandits died.

The bandits didn't dare to be distracted this time, and they instantly turned red when they glanced at the third brother who had fallen in a pool of blood and lost his life.

The cold flashed, and the knife struck again.

Song Mu understood a truth, he had to kill these people as quickly as possible, the slower he was stabbed, the more injuries he would suffer.

Slide to dodge, and take out the sword in one go.

He was stabbed three times and killed another bandit.

Countless times, Song Mu wanted to let the deity Jiang Li send divine power over to easily break the situation.

But he restrained himself.

If you haven't experienced wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow?

If the deity Jiang Li's hand is needed to convey divine power, then what is the point of this practice and experience?

Since the deity Jiang Li became a god, he has never felt pain or bleeding again.

Now under the stimulation of blood and pain, Song Mu is already a little red-eyed.

After the death of two more bandits, the remaining two bandits were a little timid.

They looked at Song Mu and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Boy, which way are you?"

Because of the severity of the injury and excessive blood loss, Song Mu's face was as pale as paper.

He laughed.

"If I say I'm from the Zhennan Mansion, do you believe it or not?"

Of course, the bandits didn't believe it.

What kind of existence does Zhennan Gong have in Daxuan?

A subordinate in the house is also a "golden branch and jade leaf" for ordinary people.

is the so-called prime minister's door three officials.

How dare the people of the Chongdu Government let the people of the Zhennan Mansion come here?

Aren't you afraid that something will happen to you and you will lose your head?

The next moment, they glanced at each other, ready to ventilate the news, shake people!

After all, the idea is too hard, and if they continue to work hard, they may all have to fold here.

Song Mu saw their expressions and took a deep breath.

Knowing that if he can't keep these two people here, then once the news of these two bandits comes out and reinforcements are coming, then he will be the one who dies.

He took a deep breath and took the "first ascension" again to kill the two bandits.

After judging it, he handed a sword at one of the bandits.

At the same time, the bandit turned around and was about to run towards the outside of the private room.

He was right.

This bandit is the one who wants to convey the faith.

The other bandit's face changed dramatically.

He was in charge of staying behind to cover the broken queen.

When the companion turns around.

When Song Mu took out the sword, he also took out the sword.

He wanted to kill Song Mu before he killed his companion.

It's a pity that Song Mu is a cultivator who has been baptized by Xinghui and carries Xinghui in his body after all.

What's so easy to kill?

In the end, the long knife fell on Song Mu, but it hit Song Mu hard.

Blood spilled all over the ground, and his back was almost cut open by the bandit's long knife.

The pain in his heart made Song Mu break out in a cold sweat.

But his sword didn't stop, but stabbed at the other bandit.

The bandit obviously didn't expect that his companion didn't stop Jiang Li.

He was shocked, clenched the knife in his hand, and wanted to turn around and stop Song Mu's attack as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Song Mu's sword is too fast, and his movements are a little slower.

It was because of this that he was a little slower, and the next moment, Song Mu pierced his chest with a sword, followed by him and fell into a pool of blood, his eyes widened, he twitched a few times, and he lost his life unwillingly.

Seeing that his brothers and companions were all dead, the eyes of the last bandit became redder and redder.

Now he can hurry up and escape, report the news, and shake people.

Of course, you don't have to run far, just walk out of the private room and tell the dark line in the inn restaurant.

Or seize the opportunity and kill Song Mu.

Eventually, driven by hatred, he chose the latter.

And at this time, Song Mu had his back to him, and for him, it was undoubtedly the best opportunity to kill him.

Because of hatred, he could not ignore this temptation.

The knife was drawn again, and the knife flashed.

As long as he is hit by this knife, even if Song Mu has three heads and six arms, he will die.

But he wouldn't give this bandit a chance.

The gun has a back carbine.

The sword has a back horse sword!

Song Mu's ears moved, listened to the sound to identify the position, and then stabbed out with a backhand sword.

The sword has not arrived, the sword has arrived.

It's still a fast advantage.

In the end, the bandit failed to kill Song Mu, but Song Mu killed the bandit.

The battle is over.

But it's not over yet.

He had to clear the dark line of the restaurant and inn before he could finish it.

But what about Yuan Xun?

Song Mu's eyes swept away, and he found that this immortal was sitting at the table leisurely drinking tea, admiring all this.

But the bandits didn't seem to see him.

And this battle did not affect him, let alone destroy the table, chair and tea set on the table where he drank tea.

Immortal Immortal deserves to be Immortal Immortal!

……

……

At this time, there were no guests in the inn restaurant except for the private room.

Eight horses neighed from time to time outside, a little uneasy.

The shopkeeper named Ah Chun stroked his chin and waited patiently in the private room upstairs with frequent movements.

After a while, there was no more movement in the private room.

A bright smile bloomed on the corner of Ah Chun's mouth.

It's been a bit long to settle it all this time.

I don't know how much gold and silver can be produced by the "fat sheep" this time, and how much can I get with the shopkeeper?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but walk upstairs with some anticipation.

As he approached the private room, he smelled an incomparably pungent smell of blood.

However, for this situation, Ah Chun has long been used to it.

He walked to the door of the private room, and was about to step inside, and when he was celebrating with his companions, he suddenly met a young man in white covered in blood.

The young man was carrying a sword, like a killing god!

This...... Isn't it a "fat sheep"?

The operation failed?

How is this possible!

There is only one person on the other side!

Even if you can't control the other party, you can still ventilate the news!

Could it be that he was wiped out by the other party alone!

Ah Chun didn't realize that something seemed to be wrong with him.

For example, he seems to have instinctively ignored Yuan Xun's existence.

Before Ah Chun came back to his senses, Song Mu had already drawn his sword.

There is no mercy.

He handed out a sword.

Then Ah Chun collapsed in a pool of blood.

"You ......"

This guy who looked like a shopkeeper, but was actually a vicious bandit, opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something.

Blood poured out of his mouth.

In the end, he didn't say what he said, and he lost his life forever.

The killing was decisive, and this moment was vividly displayed in this fourteen-year-old boy.

He raised his sword and continued downward, ready to kill everyone in the inn's teahouse.

This inn teahouse is the "eye" of the bandits in the nearby mountains.

I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go.