These movements were loud enough, and the big men who turned around to deal with the team of Jiulian Villa also looked back at the past, with a look of horror and surprise.

Turning his head, Feng Yishan could see their faces clearly under the light of the fire, and he was sure that these people had never appeared in the inn.

Although he has not spoken a word or had any contact with the gang of young men in the past two days, he deeply remembers the characteristics of the other party, and he can be sure that it is definitely not this gang.

At this discovery, Feng Yishan kept muttering, there are really a lot of hidden near this desert inn! They don't appear every day, so where are they hiding? Could it be near the original smaller passage, after all, there is also a water source there in the legend. Maybe it's not abandoned yet.

I didn't have time to think too much, just stunned for a moment, and before the khans turned around, the team here had already been killed.

Ye Shuhang's flying needle was faster than everyone else, doo doo, more than a dozen people fell in a row, all of them were needles in their foreheads, in this dark night, all lit by firelight, most people couldn't see the small flying needles that flashed away.

The second is Lei Ming, the big fist smashed down, and the big man also turned back suddenly, only then did the ghost head big knife stand up to Lei Ming's fist, half a pound and eight taels compared to the strength, he was angry and screamed, Lei Ming just smashed down with one punch, and didn't give him a chance to fight back at all.

Elder Dao'an, Song Qiang and others also entered it one after another, don't look at the group of monks in the Hanging Temple, one by one, Amitabha Buddha, the murderous people are not soft at all.

Also, the Qing Gang is also an upright underworld gang, and the things that lack virtue are too many to count, and it is no wonder that the Wudang disciples and Buddhist monks who pretend to be righteous masters also shout and shout to kill.

For their performance, Feng Yishan was in no mood to appreciate it at all, because a very tricky character appeared in front of him at such a time, a bloody scholar.

The Weeping Blood Scholar appeared in front of him like a ghost, and there were not many guards around, or a few of those Tatars were the first to warn him when he appeared, but he was nodded down by the Weeping Blood Scholar.

The Tatar woman scolded, and the old man said angrily, "Weeping blood scholar, you have come to trouble us!"

"These few don't have long eyes, Xiao Sheng will kill them casually, you're welcome. I'm here to find you, Feng Yishan, you can make it easy for me to find!"

The words of the weeping blood scholar were enough to offend people, and several people among the Tatars were immediately angry, and they killed with swords and axes raised.

The weeping blood scholar was not in a hurry, and with a dozen of the folding fans in one hand, he had already cut their necks with a twist and turn.

Several people clutched their necks and retreated, Yin Yin's blood flowed from between their fingers, full of leaky sounds, and they couldn't speak at all.

Feng Yishan was also taken aback, this guy shouldn't have reached the realm of transforming into a god yet! Why is he so rampant, aren't you afraid that the people here will join forces to destroy him! When he was about to speak, Ye Chengkong had already taken the lead, "Weeping Blood Scholar, our Jiulian Mountain Villa has nothing to do with your Sky Swallowing Python, what are you looking for us!"

The weeping blood scholar showed a sneer, "What, don't you dare to say it if you're afraid!"

"Joke, weeping blood scholar, don't you look at it, it's you who is alone today!"

"Kill you, it's enough for me alone. ”

"It's stupid to be ashamed. ”

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