Mu Wushuang didn't twist his head, and waved his knife casually, and the highly poisonous iron thistle ghost hit Liang Zhensheng on the chest. Liang Zhensheng was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled out the flesh of the thistle terrestris and threw it on the ground, and found that his hands were covered with blood. Liang Zhensheng screamed, and suddenly felt that the blood vessels on his body seemed to burst, and the bloody smell spurted out. Then he threw himself straight on the ground, convulsed a few times, and then there was no more sound. "Zhensheng!son!" Liang Zhihui hurriedly squatted down to look at his son, and found that Liang Zhensheng's eyes were blank and he was out of breath. "Good boy, I'll fight with you!" Liang Zhihui picked up a bench and rushed towards Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang turned his head and glared, his originally beautiful eyes were like bloodthirsty beasts, and the terrifying killing intent shot out from his pure pupils, which made people even more heartbroken, and Liang Zhihui was so frightened that he couldn't stand on his feet and sat directly on the ground.

Liang Zhihui was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed his hands and dodged backwards with his hands and feet. Mu Wushuang slowly moved his gaze to the second master, and the second master immediately understood why Liang Zhihui was frightened like this by Mu Wushuang's eyes - because they were not human eyes at all: fierce, violent, cruel, Mu Wushuang's eyes had everything in them, but no humanity. The second master felt a pang in his heart, and trembled and found another thistle. Mu Wushuang slowly tilted his head and gritted his teeth at him, so frightened that the second master directly threw the hidden weapon on the ground, and no longer dared to act rashly. At this moment, a short and thin figure suddenly burst out of the crowd, holding a short knife and stabbing Mu Wushuang in the lower abdomen. Mu Wushuang didn't even look at it, and when he raised the knife in his hand, he cut the person in half. The two halves of his body still kept sprinting through Mu Wushuang's body, splashing Mu Wushuang's body full of blood before they both fell to the ground. Two muffled sounds sounded, and the bandit's heart also beat twice, and no one dared to approach him now.

Outside, Yang Tiantai displayed the martial arts of the Nine Swords Pavilion, long fists, elbow punches, elephant mallets, tiger runs, flying swallow feet, gossip swords, fists to the flesh, and blood is recruited. There were already four or five corpses lying on the ground. The remaining three bandits were slightly stronger in martial arts, but they couldn't stop Yang Tiantai's fierce offensive at all. I saw Yang Tiantai jump up and pounce on the three of them like a giant bird, the long sword in his hand emitting a cold light in the moonlight. Where do these frightened bandits dare to take the attack head-on, they can only wave the big knife in their hands indiscriminately while waiting for an opportunity to escape. Yang Tiantai took a stride after landing on the ground, and the long sword was slashed horizontally, and a ball of blood spurted out of the neck of one of the bandits, and he fell to the ground before he could scream. The remaining two ducked to the side in a panic, looking at the corpses on the ground, and they had long lost their fighting spirit. Yang Tiantai shook off the blood stains of his sword and strode towards the remaining two. "Dao Ye's subordinates are merciful, we are also forced to eat!" One of them begged in a wailing voice, Yang Tiantai sneered and said: "It is said that thieves also have a way, since you don't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, don't blame me Yang Qiansheng for being ruthless!" After speaking, Yang Tiantai dodged and grabbed the neck of the person who spoke, and his left hand exerted force, and there was a crisp click, and the person's neck immediately hung softly to the side.

The bandits next to him were already frightened, and stood aside in a daze, not knowing what to do. Yang Tiantai threw away the corpse in his hand and turned his head to look at him. The bandit glanced at Yang Tiantai, and actually fell to the ground with white eyes. Yang Tiantai did not hesitate to go up directly and pierce the bandit's heart with a sword, and the bandit's body twitched a few times, and then there was no movement. The dark clouds covered the moon, and the shadows on both sides of the street were silent and solemn, as if they were silently watching Yang Tiantai. Yang Tiantai put away his long sword, and suddenly saw a group of people squeezing out of the inn in a panic. After almost all of the black-clothed bandits escaped from the inn, Yang Tiantai saw Mu Wushuang slowly walking out of the inn with a murderous ghost head knife. At this time, Mu Wushuang's naked upper body was covered with blood. Yang Tiantai was suddenly slightly startled, and said silently with some panic: "Although it is said to be doing the way for the sky, the demonic nature on his body is too terrifying!"

When Yang Tiantai was hesitating, he heard Mu Wushuang ask from a distance: "Uncle Yang, have you dealt with those people?" Yang Tiantai could only say casually: "Yes." Jiang Yang thief, do all kinds of evil, everyone will be punished!, but you ...... nephew" Mu Wushuang interrupted Yang Tiantai and said, "In this way, I am still slow to act." Saying that, Mu Wushuang flew away, rushed over and waved the big knife, slashing the two of them in an instant, and all the bandits were frightened and scattered. Then Mu Wushuang stood the ghost head knife beside him, and a pair of violent eyes slowly swept over the bandits in front of him. The second master in the inn saw Mu Wushuang walking out of the door, and seeing that the sentence falling sword was still on the table, he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he rushed up to grab the sentence falling sword - it would make him feel a little comforted if he had a weapon to defend himself. It's just that the moment the second master's left hand touched the hilt of the sword, a strong force suddenly shook out and fell straight to the ground. Mu Wushuang heard the movement behind him, turned around with his knife, and looked at the second master condescendingly, and the second master also looked at Mu Wushuang in horror. "My sword, you dare to touch ?!." Mu Wushuang slowly raised the Ghost Head Knife and shouted.

The remaining bandits looked at Mu Wushuang's back, but none of them dared to make a sneak attack. They are all outlaws, with sharper instincts than the average person. They could clearly feel that whoever dared to sneak attack Mu Wushuang now would be looking for their own death. Yang Tiantai walked directly from several bandits, stood behind Mu Wushuang and said, "Senior nephew, there is nothing wrong with doing the right thing for heaven, but you can't take pleasure in killing people." Mu Wushuang asked with some doubts: "Uncle Yang, do I have it?" At this time, the second master didn't care about the fracture of his right hand, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy and said: "The two grandfathers are strong in martial arts, we really have no eyes, and I collided with the two, and I hope that the grandfathers will have a lot of adults and give their sons a way to live." Yang Tiantai shook his head and took two steps forward and said, "Senior nephew, in the future, let's look at the Dao Sutra to suppress your own demonic nature." Hmph, give you a way to live?When you came, did you ever think of giving us a way to live?!" The second master hurriedly kowtowed again and again to make amends, saying: "Sons should not be, they really shouldn't offend the two grandfathers, and I hope that grandpa can spare his life!" and then kowtowed like pounding garlic. A bandit snorted and stepped forward and shouted, "Second master, you are really too seedless!

Mu Wushuang turned around and glanced at Gu Biao with some curiosity. Gu Biao was also holding a ghost-headed broadsword in his hand, standing majestically not far away. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but have a good impression of Gu Biao: "Although this guy is from a grass coat, he still has a bit of pride!" Yang Tiantai laughed, turned his head and said, "The second master is dead, you can take his place, right?" Gu Biao was slightly stunned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Dao Ye's words are wrong, I, Gu Biao, am not the kind of person who is afraid of death!" Yang Tiantai looked at Mu Wushuang, only to see Mu Wushuang frowning slightly, knowing that he was muttering in his heart, and at the same time, the murderous aura on his body also subsided a lot, so Yang Tiantai was a little relieved. Then Yang Tiantai clenched the long sword in his hand and said to Gu Biao loudly: "Since Your Excellency is not afraid of death, you have to test it down." After speaking, Yang Tiantai flew up and stabbed Gu Biao with a sword. Gu Biao suddenly retreated in embarrassment, seeing that Yang Tiantai's long sword had arrived, he could only hurriedly swing his sword to block. However, Yang Tiantai's sword was just a false move, and it did not stab his body. Yang Tiantai withdrew his long sword, grabbed Gu Biao's shoulder with his left hand, then spit out his internal force, turned around and threw Gu Biao in front of Mu Wushuang.

Gu Biao's face turned green with fright, and he quickly got up and kowtowed and said, "My grandson doesn't know that grandpa has great skills, and I still hope that grandpa will atone for his sins!" After speaking, he didn't care about Mu Wushuang's statement, and he also knocked his head thumping. Mu Wushuang felt a little embarrassed, if it weren't for Yang Tiantai, an old Jianghu, who had just said a word, he really thought that Gu Biao was a heroic person. Now it seems that he is just an opportunistic villain. Thinking of this, Mu Wushuang couldn't help but clench the single knife in his hand. Gu Biao cautiously raised his head and looked at Mu Wushuang with a sneer, Mu Wushuang also smiled at Gu Biao, and flew up and kicked directly at Gu Biao's face. Gu Biao's head burst open like a ripe watermelon, red and white things splashed everywhere, and the bandits' hearts were pounding, and they no longer dared to look directly at Mu Wushuang. Yang Tiantai frowned again and stared at Mu Wushuang, and secretly thought to himself: "This bastard, the demonic nature on his body is strong and weak, but it is a bit similar to Uncle Xiao." ”

It was silent for a moment, except for the distant sound of a crow, telling people that time was still passing. The moon came out of the dark clouds and became bright again, and a white-clothed Taoist fell lightly in front of Yang Tiantai in the moonlight. Mu Wushuang and Yang Tiantai looked at each other, this person was wearing a white robe, his body was well-proportioned, his appearance was elegant, his head was tied to the sky, his right hand was slowly shaking a folding fan, and his left hand was gently pressed on a sword. The bandits were all overjoyed when they saw this person, and then bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome to the great master Xianyun Dao people!"