The corridor was dark, but the inn was not boarded at night, and there was no fence, so even if there was no candlelight, you could vaguely see what was under your feet.

Yu Shuang lay on the door and looked out, and really saw three figures, tall or short, dressed in night clothes and covered with black veil, carefully walking through Yu Shuang's room and walking inside.

Their steps are light, their manners are neat, and they seem to be extraordinary.

Yu Shuang wondered in his heart, this is already the boundary of the righteous Yijian Villa, and this inn is built by the Yijian Villa, who dares to be so bold and do the thing of chickens and dogs in the middle of the night?

The night was deep and quiet. He was thinking to himself, but saw that the three of them suddenly stopped in the middle room, squatted down together, and gestured with their hands, as if they were still whispering and discussing countermeasures, but because they were a little far away, and they deliberately lowered their voices, Yu Shuang couldn't hear it.

Finally, after one of them finished gesturing with his hand, the other two nodded, as if they had decided on a plan.

Then the three of them took out a bamboo tube from their waists, which looked like the thickness of a brush, and gently poked a hole in the window with their fingers in the room of the three of Liu Yangshan, and then inserted the bamboo tube into it, and then lifted off the black veil and blew the bamboo tube with their mouths.

When Yu Shuang saw this, she was shocked, what is this not **?

Seeing this, he pushed open the door and rushed to the corridor, holding his hands to his mouth, and hissed: "Oh no, catch the thief, catch the thief soon......"

His voice was loud and mixed with panic.

The next moment, in Pan Xincheng's room next to him, the door of the room flew out in pieces, Pan Xincheng was dressed in silver and white, flashing beside him like a gallop, first looked him up and down, and saw that he was fine, then he put his mind at ease, frowned and asked: "Shuang'er, what's wrong? Where is the thief?"

Yu Shuang's face was frightened, staring at him like a fish, Pan Xincheng immediately understood, turned around, flicked his sleeves, and several oil lamps in the corridor lit up immediately.

Under the candlelight, the three black-clothed people were squatting or standing, wrapped in black, only a pair of eyes were shining outside, their eyes were like swords, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

Pan Xincheng looked at the three of them fixedly, his eyes froze, and he said coldly: "Who are you? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

No one spoke, and the three of them looked at each other, although they were a little surprised, but they did not have a trace of panic.

Their eyes made a change, and then nodded in unison, and looked at Pan Xincheng, one of them had a magic trick in his hand, and a silver sword seemed to sublimate from the air, erected in front of him, and then said to the other two black-clothed people: "Since it has been exposed, you must not leave a living mouth!" Listening to this voice, it was quite sharp, and the killing intent was Ling Ran.

The other two immediately stood behind him, each offering a fairy sword, holding it in his hand, and said in unison: "Yes!"

Pan Xincheng was only a few steps away from them, his gaze swept over the three of them, and he suddenly let out a sneer, but he didn't say anything more, and with a wave of his right hand, his magic weapon Tianhe Mirror shot out from his sleeve like a sword.

The three men in black looked at each other and leaped away, dodging the swift blow.

The Tianhe mirror missed a hit, then turned over and folded, hanging in front of Pan Xincheng, the blue light lit up, and the hue of the entire inn turned blue, and the mirror showed a scene of lightning and thunder, projected on the surrounding walls.

After the blow, the three black-clothed figures were gone, and I don't know where to hide?

Pan Xincheng's face was like frost, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, his starry eyes were horizontal, he looked at Yu Shuang sideways, and said, "Go to the room and hide, no matter what happens, don't come out." ”

Yu Shuang stood in place in a daze, came back to her senses when she heard the words, nodded emphatically, turned around and ran towards the room, and closed the door with a bang.

Pan Xincheng turned around, his pupils slowly contracted, and he glanced around, there was no movement in the hall under the corridor, he slowly raised his steps, took a few steps forward, frowned and carefully explored the surrounding environment.

The Tianhe mirror swirled in front of him, the blue light was shining, but at the moment when the light was at its peak, it suddenly froze. Pan Xincheng shouted coldly: "Since you want to kill without mercy, why hide your head and show your tail? Dare to spread wild on the chassis of Yijian Villa, there must be something extraordinary, why don't you dare to come out and fight with Pan?"

Unexpectedly, the inn was still empty, and there was a dead silence.

Pan Xincheng's brows became tighter and tighter, as if he had lost his patience, he introduced the magic trick in his hand, and the Tianhe mirror flipped up, and the mirror shone into the hall.

The Tianhe Mirror trembled slightly in mid-air, like the mouth of a giant, and a deafening dragon roar suddenly came from it.

"Whew-".

A round sound wave, flashing with dazzling blue light, came out of the mirror and swept away in all directions.

The entire inn shook violently, and the earth seemed to respond to the earth-shattering roar of the dragon.

Yu Shuang sat at the head of the bed anxiously, but the loud roar was so terrible that it seemed to pierce the soul of a person, he covered his ears violently, his face was bitter, but the house was also shaking violently, and he involuntarily fell from the head of the bed to the ground.

There was a loud "pop".

Outside the room, there was a sudden explosion sound in the corridor, Pan Xincheng turned his head to look, but saw a person hiding under the corridor, forced by the sound of the dragon's roar to break the corridor, and fell at Pan Xincheng's feet.

Pan Xincheng looked at the man intently, only to see that this person was the man in black who was planning to do wrong, he was already dying at the moment, and the black veil covering his mouth and nose had been stained by the blood he spit out, and there was no look in his eyes.

"Zheng ......"

A sword flew out of nowhere and stuck upside down beside the man in black. The sword body had lost all its luster at this moment, trembling slightly in the corridor, and it seemed that it had been broken by the sound of the dragon's groan, and it had completely lost its aura.

The man in black didn't seem to be out of breath, and he was still about to get up, but his limbs were too weak to support his body.

Seeing this, Pan Xincheng said coldly: "Who are you? What do you want to do when you come here in the middle of the night?"

The man in black gasped heavily, and said angrily, "We will act as ordered...... I can't help it...... Sincerely, please Mr. Pan...... spared the life of the little one. ”

Pan Xincheng's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Who instructed you, and what was your order?"

The man lay on the ground, looking dying. He slowly tore off the black veil to cover his face, and just as he tore it off, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his lips moved slightly, and he seemed to hesitate a little.

As soon as the man was drunk by him, he immediately seemed to have made up his mind, put his face on the cold floor, and whispered, "Yes...... Ugh!"

Unexpectedly, the man was halfway through his words, when suddenly a sharp blade flew from behind Pan Xincheng, with the sound of breaking the air, Pan Xincheng had already noticed the sound, he jumped sideways, and easily dodged. But the dark red fairy sword seemed to have stabbed the black-clothed man lying on the ground, and he already had half a life left, and this blow killed him on the spot.

Pan Xincheng immediately realized that this blow was not to kill him, but to kill people.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but rush upwards angrily, in order to work for his master, he could even brutally kill his own companions, which was really worse than a beast.

He gritted his teeth, anger in his heart, and turned his head to look at the man in black behind him. I saw that the man in black had his arms around his chest, and his eyes were cold or cold, without any emotion at all, and he killed his companion with his own hands, without even blinking his eyelids.

Seeing Pan Xincheng's indignant appearance, the man in black sneered and said lightly: "I didn't expect that among the people who came to the banquet this time, in addition to the Liu Yangshan faction, there were also masters. ”

Pan Xincheng took a deep breath, calmed down his thoughts, looked at the man in black, and said slowly, "Who are you, why do you want to harm the disciples of Liu Yangshan?"

The man in black looked calm, and said lightly: "This matter has nothing to do with you, and the Liu Yangshan faction has nothing to do with you, so you'd better not meddle in your affairs." ”

Pan Xincheng smiled coldly, and said resolutely: "This matter is in charge of Pan, since it is useless to say more, then make a move, and see the truth under your hands." ”

The man in black looked at him and sneered: "If Pan Gongzi is really fast-talking, then let me understand Pan Gongzi's advanced cultivation." ”

Pan Xincheng didn't say much, his hands were clenched, urging the Tianhe mirror to fly back to him, and the blue light skyrocketed, and the picture on the mirror was full of clouds, and finally it was fixed as Lang Lang Qiankun, full of stars.

The man in black held the sword in his hand, and the body of the sword glowed with a faint white light, which was extremely cold. He took two steps back, his back already pressed against the wall, then grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and thrust it into the floor in the hallway. As soon as the sword touched the floor, it turned invisible, as if it had blended into the floor.

Pan Xincheng urged the magic weapon and said coldly: "Such a good sword, falling into the hands of a villain like you, is really a waste of this sword's reputation." ”

The man in black smiled coldly, didn't say much, and suddenly jumped up, raised his hands together above his head, and then fanned down, leaving a bright ripple where his arm passed.

The next moment, the man in black took the lead, his palms were like knives, extremely fast, the two were only a few steps apart, and with only one arrow step, the man in black rushed to Pan Xincheng's body.

Pan Xincheng's face was cold, not chaotic at all, he set up a magic weapon, rushed left and right, and every fierce attack of the man in black was resolved by Pan Xincheng's magic weapon Tianhe Mirror. The people in black were also amazed, as if what he thought in his heart, Pan Xincheng had already expected it, just by comparing his fists and feet, he was afraid that it would be difficult to gain the upper hand.

As soon as he thought of this, the man in black immediately tried his best to attack with both palms, Pan Xincheng urged the Tianhe Mirror to block it, but he was also surprised in his heart, this person's fists and feet really made him a little unexpectedly powerful, and every fist and kick attack seemed to have a sharp sword aura, stiff and fierce.

He has a sword in his hand, but he doesn't know why he wants to blindly compete with him, is it because he wants to hide his strength?

After the two of them fought several times, they were both amazed at each other's Taoist cultivation.

Pan Xincheng gritted his teeth, injected his mind into the Tianhe mirror, and slowly recited the mantra in his mouth, and the Tianhe mirror sensed it when he landed, and suddenly a dragon roar came from the mirror, and the expression in the eyes of the man in black changed greatly, and he turned over and was about to dodge, but unexpectedly, a dragon head flew out of the mirror, hitting his chest like lightning, and instantly integrated into his body.

He spurted a mouthful of blood onto the black veil, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, hitting the wall, and then falling.

Pan Xincheng's face was pale, his mouth was slowly wheezing, urging the magic weapon Tianhe Mirror, it seemed that this blow also cost him a lot of true yuan, and the next moment he was a little unable to stand, half-kneeling in the corridor, sweat sliding down his face.

The man in black was seriously injured at the moment, his back was against the wall, he sat on the ground, stroking his chest, and he was also panting heavily, although the black veil covered his face, but the color of fatigue suddenly gathered in his eyes, and he was really powerless to fight anymore.

He was shocked and suspicious in his heart, the only thing that puzzled the man in black was that the founder of the "Yilong Dao Method" was the contemporary Dao Venerable Yu Qiong, this person was well known, but a few months ago, rumors had spread on the rivers and lakes, saying that he had died with the four unicorn beasts, and this set of Dao Law should have disappeared, why did he suddenly appear here?

The man in black was surging with qi and blood in his body at this moment, but he was still surprised in his heart, and slowly asked, "Who are you? Where did you learn from it? Could this set of methods be the rumored 'Yilong Dao Method'?"

Pan Xincheng slowly spit out a few times, his face gradually returned to normal, he was not injured after all, but a little exhausted, hearing the sound he slowly stood up, slowly walked towards the man in black, he held the magic of the Tianhe mirror in one hand, and held his chest with the other, his steps were still a little staggering, and he said while walking: "My master is the contemporary Taoist Zun Yu Qiong, you guessed right, it is the Yilong Dao method." ”

"It's a pity that I'm only a little intellectual, and I can only comprehend a little bit after all, otherwise you still have the life to speak?"

The man in black looked up and laughed, slowly falling into a deep groan, but there was no strange look in his eyes.

Pan Xincheng walked to the man in black and stopped, and said slowly: "You've finished asking questions, it's time for me to ask next." Who are you, and what are you here for?"

Although the man in black was seriously injured and could barely move, there was no fear in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You don't have to be happy too early, it is still unknown who will kill the deer!"

From the floor where Pan Xincheng was standing, a fairy sword flew out from the bottom up, Pan Xincheng suddenly felt a strange movement under his feet, and immediately jumped backwards to dodge, but between the lightning and flint, when he soared into the air, the tip of the sword seemed to be a swimming dragon, skipped over his shoulder, and the blood was sprinkled out and smeared on the sword body.

As soon as Pan Xinchengfu landed, he took a few steps back before he stopped, and the left shoulder was bloody, and when he landed, he stained half of his small body red, his face was pale, and he turned to look at the man in black.

The man in black had already stood up against the wall at this moment, although he had just swept away his qi veins with a blow, but he was not worried about his life, he was holding the sword in his hand at the moment, and slowly walked towards Pan Xincheng.

Pan Xincheng looked at the way he walked, his face changed, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he said coldly: "The way you walk, I seem to have seen it somewhere, do we know each other?"