In the gap between the electric light and the dew, before the man in black of unknown origin could answer, two black shadows rushed into the window.

Mu Sheng had no time to clone himself, and when he saw that the sharp edge of the sword was about to be forced to face the door, he saw a long sword wrapped in cloth like a dragon rushing out, blocking the two black shadows that smashed the yellow dragon.

At the same time, the two black shadows converged their edges, and Bai Yun mistakenly thought that he had taken the lead, and deceived himself and handed out the gods, who knew that the two black shadows rose up in the air and performed a carp turn, and almost at the same moment, they each kicked out violently.

Bai Yun went deep with the god in his hand alone, and he was overwhelmed for a while, so he had to go out of the god to block.

After the rain, the official road outside the inn was full of mud, Bai Yun was fighting with these black-clothed people, and clearly felt the mud splashed on his face by the black-clothed people, but he had no time to take care of it, and after taking the onslaught of the two black shadows, he couldn't help but take half a step back, during which he caught a gap and turned to attack and turned to attack, and the Shentu Tiger went down the mountain to stop and sweep, like sickle grass, with a gust of wind, and before the two black shadows could react, the chicken flew and the egg hit the wall, and the sharp blade in his hand fell off his hand with a clatter.

"Who the hell are you?" Bai Yun asked sharply as he pointed at the two black-clothed men with his hand.

Mu Sheng firmly clawed the black-clothed man who was leading the way to the ground, and then turned his eyes to the other two black-clothed men who came to support, and boldly speculated: "Could they be from the Heavenly Dragon Society?"

As soon as the words fell, the door crackled and broke in half, and another wave of black-clothed swordsmen like mad dogs pounced, and at this time, the black-clothed man who was pressed by Mu Sheng took the opportunity to break free of his claws, pushed Mu Sheng away, and relied on the advantage of half his body, grabbed the big knife that fell off with one hand, and slashed at the defenseless white cloud after slashing an arc.

Although Dabanya Mu Sheng is usually soft-spoken, and he is the master who is afraid of the heavy when he does his work, but his understanding on the martial arts road should not be underestimated, at the beginning of the disciples of Feilai Peak, he was the second person of Feilai Peak who followed Bixiu and stepped into the string realm, and even Li Feng also gave a restrained and splendid speech, which made Mu Sheng stunned for a while, dealing with these black-clothed swordsmen in front of him, but it was just a job to cook and thicken his hands, if it wasn't for the black-clothed swordsman who broke into the door to distract him, how could the black-clothed man who was firmly controlled by him escape from his palm。

Mu Sheng was like a breeze blowing into the guest room, silently approaching the black-clothed swordsman, and smashed a fist on the blade that tried to plant the white clouds, and the aftermath spread along the blade to the wrist of the black-clothed swordsman, only to hear a loud sound, crisp as a pipa broken string, the blade was broken in half, Mu Sheng raised his knee and kicked it, and the black-clothed swordsman staggered out like a broken paper kite, smashing the wooden table in the room, and the broken knife penetrated his chest and back when it was planted, and he died.

The black-clothed swordsmen who poured in from the door hit the shore like a tide, Bai Yun raised his eyebrows, and the swordfish jumped out, one in and one out, the black-clothed swordsmen all fell to the ground, and several black-clothed swordsmen who were injured jumped out of the window and fled.

Bai Yun and Mu Sheng dispelled the idea of chasing after each other, the room they were in was only separated by a wall from Tang Dali and the others, and this one was fighting fiercely with the man in black, setting off such a big movement but no one came to support, could it be that the others were also deep

Stuck in the mud?

In a hurry, Bai Yun and Mu Sheng rushed out of the door, but before they stepped out of the door, they saw several black-clothed swordsmen flying out of Li Feng's room, and the second floor was smashed to pieces, and the black-clothed swordsmen seemed to be thrown out of the burden, and they fell straight down the first floor.

At this time, Tang Dali and Bixiu and others snatched the door out of their respective rooms, and they had just experienced a hasty fight, with messy clouds and uneven clothes, and when they passed through Bai Yun and Mu Sheng's room, they were also stunned, and the corpses of black-clothed swordsmen were lying in them.

"What is the origin of these black-clothed swordsmen?" asked Li Xin'er with trepidation.

"Taking advantage of the silence of the night to surprise and sneak attack, only the Heavenly Dragon Society can resort to such despicable and shameless means. Mu Sheng said through gritted teeth.

Li Feng didn't rush to make a conclusion, whether these black-clothed swordsmen were killers sent by the Tianlong Society, the result was of course important, but he vaguely felt that the depth of the danger of the Qingxuan Sword Sect was not as simple as he imagined, and the Tianlong would take great pains to take the sword to go sideways to encircle and suppress a Qingxuan Sword Sect that tasted like chicken ribs, and the obscurity of it was unclear, and there was a lot of room for scrutiny, but Rao was so, Li Feng still couldn't find a clue to follow the vine, but he couldn't watch the Qingxuan Sword Sect die in the fire, and he could only see walking steps at the moment, but every step must be cautious and spirited。

Li Feng's trip into Shu in danger, in addition to Kuang Fu Zheng's punishment of evil hoes, more or less also remembered the feelings of Xiao Da's master, after breaking the situation for the Qingxuan Sword Sect, he also had to lead a group of disciples to rush back to Jixia, the blood cloud was born at the head of Xuanwu, Qingyezi's prophecy was almost all fulfilled, not to mention what the catastrophe Qingyezi said, but the luck of the luck is interlocked, and the luck of Jixia Mountain before going down the mountain has withered most of the night, if this time another careless step on the potholes, it will inevitably lead a hair and plant a big heel fight all over the body.

Li Feng approached the corpse of a black-clothed swordsman who had no breath, squatted down, and rolled up the sleeves of the black-clothed swordsman, but found that the wrist of the black-clothed swordsman was empty, and there was no clue that Li Feng wanted to argue.

Lin Xueshu also approached the corpse of the black-clothed swordsman, and said in great surprise: "There is no Tianzi tattoo, aren't these black-clothed swordsmen sent by the Tianlong Society?"

Tang Dali was puzzled: "But apart from the Heavenly Dragon Society, who else will be so ruthless to us?"

Bai Yun's gaze swept over the lifeless inn, and everyone only cared about revealing the origin of these black-clothed swordsmen, but they forgot that the business of this inn was in full swing, and it was full of passers-by and travelers.

Bai Yun shook violently, and an ominous premonition approached his heart like a flood beast.

Sure enough, at the other end of the corridor on the second floor, I went to inquire about the situation, Bixiu trembled and let out a cold sigh, and everyone in Feilaifeng went to take a look, all of them had white lips and faces like dead ashes, and the half-hidden guest rooms were bloody, and the innocent guests were lying motionless in a pool of blood, and Bai Yun pushed away the rest of the rooms

The door is exactly the same.

The most femme fatale woman in the world once said that the dragon would never kill innocents indiscriminately.

Bai Yun's eyes were cold and almost bit his lower lip, and his fists creaked: "Tianlong Society... ”

The scene on the first floor of the inn was the same, the inside and outside were washed in blood, the old shopkeeper and the two men who had not yet experienced the ups and downs of life could not escape their fate, and there was a desolate cry from the stable next to the inn, and after a moment it came to an abrupt end, and everything became dead and silent.

Bai Yun was about to go to find out, but before his feet stepped out of the threshold of the inn, he heard a buzzing sound, almost bursting his eardrums.

Bai Yun was distracted, hurriedly rolled backwards for a long distance, a big knife was planted in front of the inn door, and then a large black shadow blocked the door, and there were black clothes from all directions breaking through the window, surrounding the people of Feilai Peak, the black-clothed swordsman with an absolute advantage in numbers seemed to be in control, but where could he resist the rush of the people of Feilai Peak, the surging momentum suddenly mud cow into the sea, Li Feng had not yet made a move, this group of rabble fell to the ground in anger, and the remaining black shadow who retreated to the door of the inn was trying to escape.

"Keep your mouth alive. Li Feng nodded at Tang Dali.

Tang Dali quickly swept to the door, grabbed the black shadow like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, slapped the big knife in his hand with one palm, and threw the black-clothed man who fell into the palm net in front of everyone after a big circle.

The black-clothed swordsman was like a meteorite outside the sky, smashing several Eight Immortal tables and chairs one after another, until he rolled to Li Feng's feet, he didn't stop, the black-clothed man struggled to get up, Mu Sheng picked up a wooden rice spoon scattered on the ground, raised his hand and rewarded a large amount of violent millet, and the black-clothed man was planted on the ground again.

These heinous black-clothed men washed the entire inn in blood, and they should have been cut by a thousand knives, and the reason why Li Feng let Tang Dali stay alive was to find out all the obscurities behind it.

"Who sent you?" Li Feng asked in a deep voice.

The man in black caught a glimpse of the big knife that fell not far away, remembering that the master had told him not to reveal his identity before acting, and now he fell into the hands of this person, in order to take care of the overall situation, the master would never see death and not save him, so he thought about delaying the time first, and then taking the opportunity to escape, so he rolled his eyes, and according to the master's instructions, he pretended to be a trembling and mighty appearance and said: "I am a member of the Heavenly Dragon Society." ”

Tang Dali snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it is the remnant of the Heavenly Dragon Society." ”

Li Feng narrowed his eyes and stood on the ground with the green edge in his hand: "Why do you want to wash this inn in blood?"

The man in black could clearly feel the qi from Qingfeng, and he panicked for a moment, for fear that the man in front of him with dust on his shoulders would really cut off his head with a sword, thinking to himself why the master didn't do it, and it wouldn't take much time to go on like this, the man in black tried his best to calm down, pretending to be trembling and said, "I don't know, we just acted on orders." ”

Li Feng fell into deep thought, but the man in black took advantage of his inattention to rush out and scoop up the big knife that landed not far away.

A flying light shot into the inn from outside the door, like a spring ploughing seedling, and planted straight into the neck of the man in black, which turned out to be a dagger.

When... The big knife that the black-clothed swordsman had just picked up was loosened from between his fingers and fell crisply, he clutched his bleeding neck with a stunned expression, and turned his body with difficulty to look out of the inn door, at this moment he finally understood that all his calculations were just wishful thinking, and the phoenix-eyed man hidden in the tung blossom forest had no intention of saving him at all.

The man in black staggered half a step forward and collapsed to the ground.

When everyone chased out of the inn, the murderer who secretly killed the black-clothed swordsman had already fled.

Li Feng's face was solemn, and he looked at the dark and deep tung flower forest with a slight chin on his face, thinking that he could clear the layers of suspicion through that Tianlong Society swordsman, but he didn't expect that there was a helmsman lurking in the dark.

(End of chapter)