Lin Tian was about to put down his Wushuang sword case and rest.

But at that moment, he heard a faint sound of metal clashing near the inn.

"Huh?" Lin Tian immediately became alert.

The whole Hengyang city was now complicated because of Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing hands.

There were also many people from the jianghu who came here.

But to avoid friction with each other, they usually chose not to go out at night.

But now there was a noise near the inn, and this sound was definitely not made by a single knife or sword.

Could it be that they were targeted?

A bold thought came to Lin Tian's mind.

If the people who came were really after him and his companions, the only ones who had the guts to do it in Hengyang city were the Qingcheng sect.

As for the other five sword sects, they wouldn't do it because they cared about their reputation.

"Good, very good." Lin Tian was not afraid but happy: "I was just wondering how to find you and rescue Lin Zhennan and his wife, but you came to me instead."

"You saved me some trouble."

Thinking like this, Lin Tian sneaked out of the door and gathered Mo Xiaobei, Lin Pingzhi and others in one room.

He also told them his guess.

And then quietly waited.

As time passed, the faint sound also got closer and closer.

Finally, there was no movement outside Lin Tian and others' door, as if they were waiting for something.

"Brother Lin..." Lin Pingzhi clenched his fists, sweating profusely, as if he wanted to say something.

But he was stopped by Lin Tian's hand gesture.

"Friends, since you are here, why bother hiding? You are looking for Lin Pingzhi, right?"

"Why don't you come in and catch him yourself?"

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"Bang!"

The moment Lin Tian's words fell.

The door and the window were kicked open.

More than twenty people wearing ghost masks rushed in from all directions, trapping Lin Tian and others in the middle.

"Interesting, we thought we were very quiet, but we still exposed ourselves. It seems that Lin Pingzhi has invited a master to help him this time." One of the burly men came forward and said in a standard Sichuan dialect: "But your taste is not very good, huh? Purple clothes?"

"This is the purple-clothed constable of Liushanmen, right?"

"It might scare some third-rate realm people, but in our eyes, it's not enough!"

"You..." Lin Pingzhi was furious and wanted to argue with the man.

But the man spoke first: "What you? "

"Lin Pingzhi, a commoner is innocent, but a treasure is guilty. You know this principle, don't you?"

"Your parents are now in our hands. If you are smart, hand over the Bixie sword manual quickly. Otherwise, today we will kill people and take things."

"And let your family reunite in the underworld."

"Shua." As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man drew his long sword. The other twenty or so ghost-masked people did the same.

Killing intent instantly filled the whole room.

But even so, Lin Tian's expression remained calm.

He even raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "Good, very good."

"I really didn't expect it. A small Qingcheng sect with mediocre strength but big mouth."

"You are one of the Qingcheng Four Beasts, right? As expected, you are no different from wild beasts."

"You are so young and arrogant. Didn't your master tell you that walking in the martial arts world like this will make you die miserably?"

"If you leave the room now, send back Lin Zhennan and his wife, and never trouble Fuyi Escort Agency again, maybe I will give you a chance to survive."

"Just by you?" Yes, the burly man was one of the Qingcheng Four Beasts, Hou Renying. He also had some fame in the jianghu. But in Lin Tian's mouth, he was described as a beast. This made his anger surge out: "It seems that today you are determined to protect Lin Pingzhi."

"Then we have no need to show mercy to you for Liushanmen's sake. Anyway, no one will know that we did it."

"Attack!" Hou Renying gave the order, and except for the Qingcheng Four Beasts, the other dozen or so people all rushed towards Lin Tian.

The light of knives and swords filled the whole room in an instant.

"Sigh!"

With such a lineup, Lin Tian just shook his head and lamented: "It's really hard to persuade the dead ghosts. Since you are eager to die, why should I refuse you?"

As soon as he finished speaking!

Lin Tian slammed his Wushuang sword case on the ground in front of him, infused his inner strength, and opened the sword case.

"Yunshuo!"

Lin Tian reached out.

Yunshuo sword turned into a cold light and rushed towards those dozen people.

Yunshuo sword was too fast, so fast that their eyes couldn't react at all.

Yunshuo sword was too urgent, so urgent that in a blink of an eye it had returned to the sword case.

And at the moment when Yunshuo sword entered the sword case.

The dozen or so ghost-masked people who were shouting and killing just now all stopped in their tracks, without any movement.

Hou Renying saw this and couldn't help but curse: "What the fuck are you doing? Attack, damn it. If you delay the master's plan, your heads won't be enough to compensate."

But still no one answered Hou Renying, nor did anyone make any movement.

"Drip, drip..."

Until the sound of blood dripping on the ground sounded.

The heads of those dozen ghost-masked people slid off their necks and fell to the ground in front of everyone.

The horrible smell of blood spread throughout the room in an instant.

Everyone present was shocked.