The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

There was the sound of water in the room.

After washing his face with hot water, Chu Yiyang let out a sigh and leaned against the wall of the barrel in a relaxed manner.

After entering the hot water, he returned to his youthful appearance.

Although there is Wugou Dan these days, he is not actually dirty, but after a long trek, who can refuse a hot bath?

On the bed, Beitang Hanye, who only had superficial consciousness, felt the relaxation transmitted from him.

This was the time when Chu Yiyang was most relaxed after they had been together for so many days.

However, there are always people who don't know how to read the time and place, and come out to disrupt the situation.

The puppet thread that Chu Yiyang arranged outside sensed someone approaching here again.

He was soaked in hot water, slightly tilted his head and looked out of the screen.

This time it wasn't Xiaoer who delivered the water.

The three of them are all masters of stealth, and the visitors are not kind.

However, before he could make a move, Beitang Hanye behind him got up faster than him.

The black and red mist immediately escaped again, covering his whole body, and then he disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already at the end of the corridor.

Seeing him appear, the three demon cultivators who touched the puppet thread knew that their stealth had been seen through, and immediately cursed secretly for being so vigilant, and simply showed up.

As the military adviser among the three, the second child showed two black daggers in his hands.

He was at the end, and calmly said: "You all attack together first, and try his strength."

As soon as the words fell, the boss and the third child held the same weapons as him, rubbed their bodies from two directions, and attacked the Beitang Hanye who was covered in mist!

Together with their brothers, they have killed many masters stronger than them, and they have never missed a time.

Looking at Beitang Hanye who stood motionless on the spot and allowed them to attack, there were faint smiles on the faces of the two of them at the same time——

Let them get close, and he will know death.

The two had strange movements, they rushed in front of the opponent at a speed too fast to be seen clearly, and one of them circled behind him, and the four weapons attacked from tricky directions at the same time, blocking all the possibility of Beitang Hanye's dodge.

However, the second child standing at the rear observation station suddenly issued a warning: "Be careful!"

They were shocked.

Although they didn't feel the crisis coming, the two didn't love to fight either.

Before the weapons in their hands were greeted to their opponents, they quickly retreated towards the front and back.

One person was as light as a swallow, and retreated to the window at the end of the corridor, while the other retreated to the direction where the second child was.

"Why—" The boss retreated to the second child and was about to ask him why he called them back when he felt a tightness in his ankle.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a filament shimmering with cold light in his vision, restraining him.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he heard the scream from the third child who was about to break through the window, and when he looked up again, he saw the black and red mist suddenly approaching in front of him!

A slender and powerful hand stretched out from the mist.

The owner of the hand grabbed the third child who was about to escape through the window, and brought the third child towards them in an instant.

Such speed, such agility... A thought that even he couldn't believe appeared in the second child's mind.

He widened his eyes, as if he wanted to see a face in the black and red mist that made the whole Demon Realm tremble.

However, the other party didn't do what he wanted.

After throwing the third child over, he backed away, leaving the three brothers in the corridor, quickly engulfed by the black and red mist that woke up.

There are invisible tough filaments under their feet, which lock them firmly in place. The three of them can only look at the surrounding mist, as if the sea tide submerged them.

Those crazy hisses filled their minds, and the madness and impulse of countless killings roared in their blood, making their eyes red.

The next moment, the corridor of the inn disappeared.

They were on the Shura battlefield, and all they could see were ferocious and irrational opponents, holding strange weapons in their hands.

For the first time in their lives, they couldn't sense the breath of the other two siblings, and the power in their bodies couldn't be echoed. They had to fight alone and face all this alone.

The magic patterns on the faces of the three burst into light at the same time.

They all clenched the weapons in their hands and killed the enemy they saw: "Go away!"

On the first floor of the inn, the departure of the three people in the corner did not attract much attention, but the movement from upstairs at this moment made them all stop talking, put down their wine glasses, and look in the direction of the sound: "Come on!" Woke up?"

"What?!" When the innkeeper heard that someone dared to fight in his inn, he immediately put down the account book, called the waiter who was cleaning the table, and rushed upstairs.

"There is a fight, go up and have a look!"

"go!"

There was a fight to watch, and the militant Moxiu naturally didn't want to miss it, so they all left their seats and ran up.

As soon as they came up, they saw the three brothers who had been sitting in the corner of the first floor looking crazy, killing each other in the corridor.

The three of them were wounded, and they were envious of the killing. The ruthlessness of the strike was as if they met the murderer of their father and enemy.

Seeing the blood splashed all over the corridor, the boss was so angry that his face was livid, and he roared angrily: "You three, if you want to fight, go out and fight! What's the point of coming to Huo Huo's inn?!"

But these three people turned a deaf ear.

It is the boss who has the upper hand in the battle.

The wounds on the second child and the third child were deeply visible, and they were gradually weakened. Finally, after being stabbed in the heart by the two daggers of the boss, and being pinched by the neck and kicked off the ground by him, they broke free from the illusion of killing.

"Big brother..."

"Ahem... big... release..."

The two patted the boss's arm, blood foamed from their mouths, and their breath gradually weakened.

They regretted coming to provoke Beitang Hanye.

Not only did that guy not defeat them by attacking them separately, he even used this method to make them fall into the illusion of killing and attack each other.

The people who rushed up to watch the excitement saw this scene and felt chills in their hearts.

The battlefield in the corridor on the second floor was so tragic that the blood splashed on the wall turned into a strange pattern full of killing aura, turning this place into an altar for sacrifice.

Finally, when the faces of the two people who were strangled were distorted, and they were dying, they lifted their two brothers one by one, and the blood faded from the eyes of the people who stood there lunging back and forth, and regained their clarity.

"Big... brother..."

However, the moment he regained his sight, what he saw were the faces of his two brothers dying in his hands.

"Second brother! Third brother!"

Originally thought that he had killed a powerful enemy on the battlefield, but it turned out that he had killed his two siblings who were born and died. Moxiu who survived was instantly stunned.

His whole body seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and an incomparable chill rushed up from behind him.

He quickly put the two of them down, but it was too late, and they had died.

He looked at the corpse on the ground for a moment, then tremblingly raised his blood-stained hand.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw him howling in pain like a wounded beast: "Ah——!!!"

He vented the grief in his heart with a roar, then raised his head, and rushed towards the room at the end of the corridor like an arrow from the string.

"Bastard! Come out!"

Let the three of them fall into a killing barrier, and after killing each other outside, Beitang Hanye returned to the house, sat outside and watched quietly.

At this moment, upon hearing the voice from outside, Sword Master Puppet raised his head, and murderous intent appeared in his red and black pupils.

——If you don’t die outside well, what else do you want to come here?

Behind the screen, Chu Yiyang also looked outside the door.

After Beitang Hanye went out, he continued to stay in the hot water without moving. Hearing the howling like a wild animal, he knew that it was the one who survived among the three who came over.

The closed door was kicked open with a slam, and the blood-stained Moxiu appeared outside the door with his blood-red eyes staring like crazy, "Bastard, I killed—"

However, before he finished speaking, everything in front of him was shrouded in the familiar black and red mist.

There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he looked at the hand protruding from the mist, choking his neck coldly.

Then, where the hand touched his neck, black flames flowed down like thick magma, burning his skin.

He heard himself let out an incomparably shrill scream, louder than all the people he had killed.

In the mist, those red and one black eyes looked at him quietly.

Wherever the flames burned, no matter whether it was his clothes, flesh, bones or even his soul, they were completely burned.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor and looking in this direction, Moxiu only heard screams. He didn't know what happened inside, but someone could smell burning.

"What's burning?"

Everyone sniffed and looked around for the source of the fire.

At the end of the corridor, black flames spread like spirit snakes.

They burned along the blood stains on the ground and walls, and set fire to half of the inn in an instant.

"This is... this is..."

Seeing this weird fire that seemed to be burning from purgatory, it was obviously burning, but it exuded a weird and cold aura, all the demon cultivators felt the terrifying suppression, turned around and ran away subconsciously.

"Run! It's on fire!"

"My inn!!"

The innkeeper still wanted to put out the fire, but the waiter beside him picked him up and ran out with the crowd.

The flames spread from the end of the second floor to the entire inn.

With a bang, the burning beam fell in front of Beitang Hanye, and he turned and walked towards the inner room that had not been affected yet.

Like the most loyal guard, he returned to his master, raised his hand and tore off the clothes hanging on the screen, wrapped around Chu Yiyang's body, and carried him out of the still steaming water.

The surrounding flames were raging, and the black flames burned until finally mixed with red, burning more and more intensely.

The flames shot up into the sky, and everyone in the inn ran out, standing a few feet away and looking at the building that had been burned into an empty frame.

The other demon cultivators in the city were also attracted by the movement here, and surrounded them one after another.

The innkeeper looked dejected: "It's over...it's all over..."

When others wanted to come over and ask him who was fighting in his inn, and when there was such a commotion, two figures suddenly appeared in the raging fire——the pair of master and servant who had previously stayed in the room at the end of the second floor .

It's just different from when they moved in. Now it seems that the high-level magician who is the master is protecting his servants.

The sound outside disappeared instantly.

Everyone looked at them as if they were not hindered by the flames, and walked out of it as if they had passed through no one's land. Whether it was the one covered in black and red mist or the person hugged by him, they were all unscathed.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the city.

When the wind came, the flames that burned the inn rose higher and burned more violently.

Everyone couldn't help but backed away.

The wind condensed into a tall, black figure in the exposed clearing.

Like the magic cultivator who came out of it, his whole body was also shrouded in mist.

It's just that the mist is pure black, as if there are countless dead souls hiding, countless roaring.

——It’s Prison Shura.

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The author has something to say:

I worked hard and it took more than ten minutes to climb up!

Book that ah Jinjiang!

Make up for today's mistakes, I will double update tomorrow.

感谢在2021-11-1823:58:06~2021-11-1923:57:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 girl;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Huadu Hushu; 10 bottles of Icha Lemon and Moyu; 4 bottles of Xiaolongqiu and Moxi; 415324831 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!