"The heart of being on guard against others is necessary."

Li Yao whispered.

In fact, he didn't see anything.

But he knew one thing, that is, the older the more the child and the more careful they are.

The red-faced swordsman's heart was surging, and he looked at the two old men more suspiciously.

From the time these two old men started preparing the meal until the food was cooked, the red-faced swordsman's eyes were always on them.

However, from the beginning to the end, he seemed to find no abnormality.

Just then.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the shed, and a Dayuan black horse suddenly stopped outside the shed. A figure in a black robe and a black sword on the horse's back turned over and walked directly into the tea shed.

Li Yao, the red-faced sword master, the Thunder Sword Sword, Lu Daoren and others all looked over vigilantly.

Black hair and black robe.

Black long sword.

this…

The red-faced sword master widened his eyes and showed horror. He suddenly stood up from his seat, held the sword tightly, and stopped Young Master Fang.

Other tourists from the world also stood up one after another, looking horrified, and quickly pulled out their weapons.

They had never seen Jiangnan's true face, but the person in front of them, whether dressed or temperamented, seemed to be exactly the same as the rumored person.

Li Yao also frowned slightly and looked over.

The figure in black-haired and black robe walked into the shed, frowned slightly, glanced at her eyes, seemed to be disgusted, and pulled out a black silk squid from her arms, wiped her palms, covered her nose, and said lightly: "Do you have a cleaner seat?"

"This... this little brother, look at the shop is so big, it has been occupied by... all the heroes."

The old man with a limp leg hurriedly trotted over and said nervously.

The black-haired and black-robed figure covered his nose, stepped back, and said with disgust, "Okay, stay away from me, how long does it take for you Yin and Yang Immortals to take a bath? I can smell the smell of mud on your body five miles away. Look at the dust on your face, neck, and hands, it's so dirty."

After he finished speaking, the red-faced sword master, Thunder Sword Sword, Dao Ren Lu and other tourists in the world were even more shocked and hurriedly turned around and looked at the two old men.

The two immortals of Yin and Yang?

The two immortals of Yin and Yang in the Demon God Palace?

"No, protect Mr. Fang Wen from evacuation!"

The red-faced swordsman shouted in surprise.

"Hahaha, a little red, you are still so obsessed with cleanliness, why did you come here so early to expose us?"

The hunchbacked old man cooking at the counter smiled hoarsely and showed a weird expression.

Bang!

He snatched his feet and rushed towards Mr. Fang Wen like lightning. His ten fingers swung quickly like chicken feet.

After he took action, the lame old man laughed strangely, suddenly rose up and rushed towards the red-faced sword master, Thunder Sword Sword, Dao Ren Lu and other masters.

The crowd was in chaos.

Jiang Nan Yihong covered his nose with one hand and looked disgusted. He slowly pulled out a black-patterned ancient sword from his waist with his right hand and said, "Not only do you want to get the bounty of the Northern Barbarians, I want to get it too!"

Suddenly, his body flashed, almost to the extreme.

Like a black whirlwind flashed by.

The long sword in his hand made a bloodthirsty sound, and stabbed Fang Xiuru, who was protecting Young Master Fang Wen, like lightning.

Fang Xiuru widened his eyes, shouted fiercely, and went to death directly.

But at this moment.

A white light flashed by, accompanied by a harsh sound of swords.

With a clang, a long sword hit a little red black-patterned ancient sword, splashing out sparks.

The two of them had intersected internal forces, and their arms were numb.

A little red showed a strange look, and suddenly looked at Li Yao and said, "You are the swordsman who killed the seven evil spirits in Lingnan."

The sword technique in his hand changed, and suddenly accelerated countless times, covering Li Yao's body like a storm and rain.

Li Yao had no expression on his face, and the long sword in his hand also greeted the other party at an extremely fast speed.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

The two of them fought quickly, and sword shadows burst into pieces.

I don’t know how many moves I took out in an instant.

In the end, ordinary tourists could no longer see their sword shadows.

The tables, chairs and benches on both sides exploded, and wood chips splashed everywhere.

“hatui!”

Li Yao suddenly squirted out a mouthful of saliva and sprayed hard onto a little blushing face.

Yibing blushed and his face was shocked, his sword technique was scattered, and he hurriedly dodged.

Li Yao scored a chance and rushed past like lightning.

Puff! Puff!

Two blood splashed, and their bodies intertwined.

A piece of blood splashed out from Li Yao's body, but the wound healed instantly when it splashed, making people unable to capture it.

Another blood flower splashed out from a little red body.

He covered his neck tightly, stared at Li Yao with disbelief, turned his head slowly and looked at Li Yao with difficulty.

Why?

He had obviously drew three swords on this person just now.

Why is the other party not having any trouble?

Also, everyone is a master, why is this person so obscene?

puff!

Suddenly, the blood on his neck was like a fountain, squirting out wildly, squirting the roof and tables everywhere, scarlet and dazzling.

Yihong's eyes widened, gradually dimmed, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Completely dead!

The two immortals of Yin and Yang who were killing Mr. Fang Wen changed their faces and they couldn't believe it.

Is it red a little?

How is this possible?

"Go away!"

The hunchbacked old man shouted in surprise.

He was not sure about Li Yao's strength and dared not continue to stay.

Jiangnan Yihong's swordsmanship is profound and terrifying, not inferior to the two brothers, but he died in just a moment?

This made the two of them feel a dreamy feeling.

The two of them quickly repelled the crowd, and quickly jumped towards the window. The lame old man looked fierce and rushed out. The moment he rushed out, he threw the long sword in his hand towards Mr. Fang Wen like lightning.

"Protect the young master!"

A group of tourists from the world were startled and rushed forward.

After the lame old man shot out the long sword, he stretched his body, like a big bird, and was about to leave here.

However, Li Yao's body had already pounced on him like lightning.

If the old man didn't turn around and shoot the long sword, there would be a trace of possibility of leaving here, but when he turned around and tried hard, he immediately lost the opportunity.

As soon as he jumped up, Li Yao's long sword had already covered from behind.

The old man looked horrified and quickly turned around as soon as possible, with both hands out, and with one of the [Yin Ming Palm], he resisted Li Yao's sword technique.

However, Li Yao did not dodge or dodge his palm technique at all, and the sword technique in his hand was like a storm.

Puff puff puff puff!

In an instant, more than ten swords were found in the old man's body, blood splattered, and finally a sword pierced directly from his mouth.

His [Yin Ming Palm] also slapped Li Yao twice in a row.

However, a white light flashed, and Li Yao's body was fine at all.

The old man's eyes widened and he died with his eyes open. He didn't expect what would happen until he died?
To be continued...