Qin Yan and the five of them traveled all the way east, crossed the mountains, and came to a small town in the east.

When they entered the inn, the tired people did not even eat dinner, so they went back to their rooms and slept with a heavy heart.

The moonlight is bright, and I don't know how many people look at the bright moon on such a lovesick night. But for many, it's destined to be a sleepless night.

Fang Qiuyao had insomnia, Xin Xian had insomnia, and Ye Yingru also had insomnia.

So many things happened on this day, which troubled people's minds, even if they were exhausted and their minds were messed up, they could never sleep, and they couldn't be stable when they tossed and turned.

Qin Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, absorbing the spiritual power of the outside world to nourish the injuries in his body, while listening to the movement outside the window.

He was never at ease.

Along the way, I didn't see the killers, and I was a little safe. He never believed that the brainless killers would give up before paying a big enough price.

Didn't you wait for us to leave the village?

Haven't you been looking for an opportunity? We're sleepy tonight, and it's a good time!

If we don't do it again, when we go to the noisy and lively city, we will regret it......

Qin Yan's patience was very high. He carefully experienced the process of spiritual power flowing in his body, holding Yuan Shouyi, quiet as bathing in a hot spring, and his mind was settled.

In the second half of the night, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door, and an unfamiliar breath crept closer. The man didn't push the door, and after stumbling at the door for a while, a strange fragrance spread over, submerging Qin Yan in it.

'Still drunken dragon incense!'

Qin Yan sniffled, opened his eyes suddenly, got up and got out of bed and strode out, laughing out loud: "You group of gutless rats, don't you have a fresh way?"

As the laughter echoed through the air, the sword in his hand was already being handed forward, piercing through the wooden door and into the throat of the killer who had just had time to lean back half an inch.

"Ho ho ......" There was a sound of air leaking from the killer's throat, and through a door panel, Qin Yan could also imagine the distorted face of the dying man.

He drew his sword back indifferently, the tip of his newly purchased iron sword stained with unclean blood. The killer behind the door fell to the ground with a pop, and Qin Yan walked around the corpse to the other side of the corridor.

The laughter woke up the sleepless people in the rooms and attracted the attention of the killers. As soon as Qin Yan's figure appeared in the corridor, several shadows mixed with the sound of whistling wind were coming towards him from both sides.

Qin Yan's figure shook for a moment, and it became blurred in an instant, and then he saw the sword flashing, interspersed with several black shadows that rushed over, branched out of a way, and walked out calmly.

After he took a few steps, he heard a few pops, and several killers fell to the ground one after another.

The cause of death of those people was due to a shocking line of blood in their throats, and after they fell to the ground, the color of the crimson gradually expanded, and it merged into a pool of blood under them.

Qin Yan just sneered, even these few vulnerable killers dared to disturb Young Master Ben's practice, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead! However, he also happened to try Young Master Ben's new sword, and it seemed that he was getting more and more handy.

As he walked, he noticed movement in the shadowy area in front of the hallway.

The women in the room seemed to be busy getting dressed, Fang Qiuyao was the first to poke her head out and said murderously: "Brother Han, there is an enemy?"

Qin Yan nodded and said, "You are guarding here, I'll go to the front and take a look......"

Before the words fell, the alarm suddenly appeared, and in an instant, he seemed to hear the sound of the waves, tide after tide, converging from all directions. One of the most poignant and dangerous of them was already close to his body from the left!

Left...... There was a killer hiding in the room!

He only paid attention to the movement in the hallway, and did not realize that the killer had already hidden in the house. And the one who can suppress the breathing and blood to the extreme and hide his perception must be the master of the masters!

Whether it was real or delusional, he heard a terrible scream piercing his ears, and then he sensed the blood rushing in the chest of the enemy who was close at hand. At this time, it was obviously too late to parry, and he spun around sharply, and a thin blade pierced through the crack in the wall, like the most gloomy viper, showing its sharp fangs. Although he reacted quickly, he still couldn't completely dodge, and his forearm was gently kissed by the thin blade, and suddenly a sour feeling of numbness passed straight to the upper end of his arm. A red thread split along his sleeve, and a few drops of blood splashed out, Qin Yan hurriedly retreated, only to find that he had disappeared into a shadow.

"Be careful—" Fang Qiuyao's shout was as distant as an echo from the sky. He swung his sword in a hurry, but it was too late.

The enemy's dagger was coated with poison, and Qin Yan felt that his left arm was too heavy to lift. But he still had time to unleash a life-saving sword before the shadows behind him completely enveloped him.

"Click!" the gray long blade slashed at the sudden burst of Senhan sword qi, and the ice shattered. Another sword qi had already condensed in mid-air, slashing straight down towards the shadow master. Although the killer was fierce, he couldn't block the sword, and he staggered back. Qin Yan didn't reply, he raised his hand and pressed it heavily on his left shoulder, and the sour and numb feeling that kept surging up came to an abrupt halt here. In the middle of this breath, two figures, which were also gray in the shadows, slammed open the door and joined the retreating man and hurried towards him.

Fang Qiuyao had just run two steps when he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and a man in black jumped out of the shadows, blocking his way.

There were enemies approaching Qin Yan on both sides, and there were even hidden weapons that broke through the air and flew to attack. Qin Yan's left arm was poisoned, and the agility of his body was greatly affected. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he directly swung his sword into the crossbar, and a few traces of the silhouette of the human figure shot in front of him and slid to the ground, the sword qi was not only strong, but also swept towards the killer behind him. The two black-clothed men who attacked raised their blades to meet the attack, trembled slightly, and then continued to move forward, dancing with a blue luster in the dark shadows covered by their bodies.

The subtle sound of "rustling ......" is like catkins supporting the wind, but it hides gloomy malice. It felt like an auditory hallucination, a metaphor for danger, but also a disturbance to his mind.

The vicious feeling behind him struck again, silently submerging into the clothes behind Qin Yan, the cold hairs on his back stood up, and a burst of cold stuck to his skin. However, in an instant, his figure shot out, rushing out several meters away at a speed faster than the blade's straight stab, and when he turned around again, he was already carrying a surging torrent of frost, and the sword shadow was like a wave, and in an instant, the three killers who had formed horns were engulfed.

It was a wave of fury, pouring down from the sky and erasing all shadows into pure snow white.

For a moment, the sound of tiny blades intersecting disappeared for the most part, and the dark red blood stained the thick snow.

However, these three killers were also very good, two of them actually dodged out when they couldn't make a move, and the rest of the people knew that they would die, so they rushed straight over regardless of it, allowing their bodies to be cut by the fierce sword qi, and they also threw their poisoned blades at Qin Yan. Although it was a ridiculous and weak attack, it also blocked Qin Yan for a moment, buying precious time for his companions.