"Murder, Master Fan has murdered!"

A terrible scream broke through the night sky on the street, and this moment happened to be the moment when countless people in the town were inexplicably dreaming together.

Almost every house lit an oil lamp, opened the window and looked out.

Meng Juntong and Bai Yu were of course no exception, leaning against the window and looking at a man who looked like a man not far away, running down the street in a panic.

"Zhang Gengtou, it's a big night, what the hell are you howling, which family Master Fan has killed. ”

Obviously, there were not many people in the town who knew him, and there were more people who shouted at him for a while.

The husband surnamed Zhang had no time to respond to them, and still shouted loudly.

"It shouldn't be an evil at night," Meng Juntong heard someone downstairs talking.

It's just that everyone doesn't realize a problem, how can it be that everyone seems to be awake and not sleeping at night.

Meng Juntong frowned, and a sense of foreboding faintly arose in her heart.

This feeling is like taking a group of friends to grill fish in the poplar forest of Damengze when I was a child, and when I came home, I heard the adults talk about the feeling of a fire in the poplar forest today.

Bai Yu felt that Meng Juntong's face was a little wrong, and asked on the side, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Juntong shook his head, but in his heart, he said, this time it may really be a trouble.

Sniffing the tip of his nose slightly, Meng Juntong smelled a faint bloody breath coming not far away.

Ordinary people can see things twenty or thirty steps away when they turn on the lights at night, but Meng Juntong's five senses are obviously much sharper than ordinary people, and she also has the ability to explore things with mental power.

Just glanced at it from a distance, and Meng Juntong saw the situation over there.

At that moment, she couldn't help but gasp.

In that direction, at this moment, a man with a knife in one hand and a bloody head in the other hand was walking towards this side, or rather chasing.

Because the man's head and face were covered in blood, Meng Juntong couldn't even recognize who that person was at first glance.

But soon, she still recognized that person, it was not the leader of the Baitu Gang who had clashed with them in the morning, the biggest local snake, Fan Yin Fan Butcher.

The old man Fan who was surnamed Zhang just now was already seated at this moment.

The restaurant, which is less than a street away from the Yuelai Inn, soon heard the movement here.

The diners in the restaurant came out to see what was going on.

Cheng Yu ran the fastest, came out of the crowd at the moment, walked onto the street, and grabbed the depressed Zhang Gengfu, as the town's clothes catcher, he would never stand idly by and watch this matter.

Cheng Yu raised his voice and asked, "Lao Zhang, you make it clear, what happened?"

Of course, Zhang Gengfu knew Cheng Yu, and as soon as he saw him, he immediately knelt down in front of him: "Cheng Zhu, save me, Master Fan wants to kill me!"

Cheng Yu was slightly stunned, Master Fan? Which family is Master Fan, there are two or three surnamed Fan in this town, and they all seem to have built a house, and they will be called Master Fan on weekdays.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "You mean Fan Yin!"

Zhang Gengfu burst into tears and nodded again and again: "I passed by Fan's Mansion and saw that the door of Fan's Mansion was wide open, out of curiosity, I went in and took a peek, and the result was ...... Result!" When Zhang Gengfu said this, he glanced back, and his pupils immediately dilated, and he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.

Cheng Yu looked up, even if it was him, he couldn't help but gasp.

The man in front of him, covered in blood, with a head in his hand, and a pair of lung lobes around his neck that he didn't know where to pluck, looked not like a beast, but like a man.

At the other end of the lobe of the lung hangs a crimson heart.

Everyone who saw this scene exclaimed in surprise, and the most unacceptable thing was that Fan Yin still had a long intestine tied around his waist, which was dragged to the ground, and a long blood mark flowed all the way.

Cheng Yu took a few steps forward, he came out to have dinner with Xiang Ming tonight, so he didn't carry a knife, but in the face of Fan Yin, who captured the head of the butcher's knife, Cheng Yu was completely fearless, and stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Fan Yin, what are you going to do!

Fan Yin seemed to be deaf, his eyes radiated the light of a beast, staring at Zhang Gengfu, who had fainted, obviously this was the target of the slaughter he had locked.

Cheng Yu was about to step forward, but was pulled by Xiang Ming: "This person is wrong, be careful." ”

Cheng Yu nodded, indicating that he knew, although he didn't bring a saber, the chain around his waist was hung every day.

He unchained and walked slowly towards Fan Yin, now he had to restrain this murderous out-of-control guy first.

Meng Juntong ran over with Bai Yu and reminded loudly: "Be careful, he has lost his soul, whoever stops him, he will kill him." ”

As soon as these words were spoken, Fan Yin had already slashed towards Cheng Yu from the bottom up.

Fortunately, Cheng Yu has always been on guard, and immediately straightened the chain lock in his hand and blocked the knife head-on.

However, the tough chain was locked on Fan Yin's knife, and it was smashed on the spot.

Not at the moment when this guy made a move, Meng Juntong clearly saw the position of the blade he swung out, and stimulated a faint knife that was not visible to the naked eye.

This guy saw him fighting with Xiang Ming during the day, and he was just a horizontal martial artist who had just reached the Sharp Artistic Realm realm, and now this sword qi was out of his body, and he actually showed the strength of a martial artist in the Qi Refining Hall realm.

Cheng Yu retreated many steps backwards in a row, Xiang Ming dodged to support Cheng Yu, and then his figure swept out and rushed directly towards Fan Yin.

Fan Yin didn't look at Xiang Ming who rushed towards him at all, his backhand was a swing, the shot was decisive, the position was accurate, and he definitely reached the level of a first-class swordsman.

Meng Juntong's heart tightened, it could be that he had been hiding his strength all along, and at this moment, under the loss of his soul, his potential would be released without concealment.

"Kill~kill~kill!" Fan Yin's mouth didn't move, but his voice was always agitating, chanting a word killing.

Xiang Ming volleyed in the air, avoiding Fan Yin's knife, and then approached it at a faster speed, smashing out a powerful elbow blow that hit Fan Yin's chest head-on.

But this blow only made Fan Yin take half a step back, and at this moment, every inch of his skin was flowing with a stony qi, and the impact of this elbow was completely wiped out in the flashing light.

Xiang Ming's face changed greatly, this daring was about to approach the little grandmaster!