Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

At night, two figures appeared outside the inn and stepped into the inn.

And in the dark where they came, corpses were lying everywhere, and a faint smell of blood wafted around.

Inside the inn, in Lin Wuyou's room on the second floor, he held a note in his hand, Nangong and Dong Tianbao were both there.

Looking at the information written on the note, Lin Wuyou frowned.

"A few first-class sects of the underworld have almost all arrived!"

He muttered and handed the note to Nangong.

The disciple of the ghost palace hanged the ghost, and he was born in the late stage, and he brought fifteen fellow ghosts with him.

Qi Xuancheng, a disciple of the Qisha sect, was born in the late stage, and he brought twelve fellows of the Qisha sect with him.

Fen Yang, a disciple of Raging Fire Palace, was born in the late stage, and brought eight fellow disciples with him.

The disciple of the Tiancan sect is single-handed, late-stage congenital, and brings four fellow disciples with him.

Liu Qing, a disciple of the Flying Dao Sect, brought along eight fellow Flying Dao Sect disciples.

The person who came to sneak attack tonight was written on the note, and there is an approximate number of people in total, as well as instructions on how to do it.

"mob!"

After Nangong finished reading, such a light and fluffy sentence showed her attitude.

To her, these people are rotten garlic.

Dong Tianbao also finished watching beside him, with a bit of excitement on his face.

It is a bit of a challenge for him to have so many masters in the late stage, let alone those famous underworld sect disciples.

"I will fight with Tianbao tonight, Nangong, you don't have to fight..."

Glancing at the expressions of Dong Tianbao and the two, Lin Wuyou was about to say something, but before he finished speaking, Nangong suddenly straightened up, holding the knife handle, and looked keenly at the door.

Seeing her like this, Lin Wuyou's expression changed, and he looked towards the door vigilantly.

The next moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and two figures in white appeared in front of his eyes.

"Master, Master Second!"

Seeing this person, Lin Wuyou was surprised.

At the same time, outside the inn, the figures of Qishamen, Tiancan faction and others who discussed together last night appeared here.

"Why didn't you see the spies? Go and check!"

Qi Xuancheng of Qishamen looked at the surroundings quietly and was a little puzzled, and greeted a junior brother behind him.

Hanged Ghost, Fen Yang and the others also sensed something was wrong, and also arranged for their colleagues to check.

After a while, these people all came back.

"Brother, all the people we sent are dead."

"The corpses are all in the dark, and the injuries cannot be seen. They should have died from internal injuries."

After hearing the report, the faces of these outstanding disciples of the underworld sect changed, and their brows frowned.

"The people in this court are more ruthless than us!"

"Yeah, there is no one alive, all of them are dead."

"There are more than a dozen people watching around here, but none of them escaped?"

These few people talk to each other, listening to their voices is a bit indignant and puzzled.

Among the crowd, Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang were also a little surprised when they heard this.

"Brother Xiao! Now that you've arrived here, I don't think you need to keep your secrets anymore. We will definitely share the benefits with you. What kind of martial arts is this Lin Wuyou good at?"

After a few people exchanged with each other, the hanged ghost turned his head to look at Xiao Shishilang, and asked in a sinister manner.

Several other people also looked back at Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang, wanting to get information about Lin Wuyou from them.

"It's natural. According to my understanding, Lin Wuyou should be good at swordsmanship, boxing, light work, and horizontal practice."

Xiao Shishilang didn't hide anything, and directly told all the information he knew about Lin Wuyou.

Sometimes if you want to hide these things, you will reveal the truth instead. It is better to mix the nine truths with a false one.

This way can not only achieve your goal, but also make it impossible for the other party to find any faults.

But upon hearing this, Hanged Ghost, Fen Yang, and One Hand looked over in shock.

"Brother Xiao, the few of us respect the two of you very much, and we have even agreed that we will share with you two after the good thing is done. Are you sure that the news you said is not exaggerated?"

On the side, Qi Xuancheng suddenly spoke.

"Believe it or not, you will see it when you fight in a while."

Faced with doubts, Feng Siniang snorted coldly, very dissatisfied.

As for Qi Xuancheng being ridiculed like this, his complexion was a bit ugly.

But seeing Feng Siniang's reaction like this, most of the others believed it.

If this is the case, you really need to go all out.

"Okay, since Brother Xiao and Miss Feng have said so, there must be something unique about Lin Wuyou, besides, he is wearing a golden silk armor, holding a magic weapon, and has unique skills. We'd better be cautious."

"Let's go all out and try to solve him once, so as not to alarm him. If he runs away by then, it will be troublesome!"

The hanged ghost acts as a peacemaker.

Haven't got the treasure yet, so it's not good to fight directly.

Chapter 391 "Ambush Arrangement" Siege and Kill Lin Wuyou

"Okay! Hanged ghost, you speak!"

Fen Yang nodded.

Several other people also agree.

Seeing that he was asked to take the lead, the hanged ghost smiled, looked at the crowd, and turned around politely and said:

"Junior brother, you take the four junior brothers and distribute the bows and crossbows to those undisciplined members of the underworld and disciples of the small sect, and tell them to seal up the inn to prevent Lin Wuyou from escaping."

"Yes, brother!"

After hanging the ghost, several people naturally walked out, carrying the crossbow arrows they had prepared long ago, and left.

"Single-handed, you and your sect disciples, together with Fen Yang, set up defenses on the roof, set up the barbed wire, and at the same time prepare to blow the drug in through the windows."

"I took the ghost palace disciples and the brothers from the Feidaomen to attack directly from the main gate. Wherever he breaks through, he will send out a signal, and the others will surround him. Remember, be careful of the opponent's magic soldiers."

After the Hanged Ghost finished speaking, everyone nodded.

Under normal circumstances, with their lineup, they would have no problem dealing with an innate master who possessed magical weapons, wore golden silk armor, and knew how to learn.

But Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang looked at each other and mourned for these people.

"Brother Xiao and Miss Feng will go in with us, please do your best when the time comes."

After the hanged ghost made arrangements, he looked at Xiao Shishilang and 600 Feng Siniang beside him.

These two people had to stay on the sidelines, only the two of them knew Lin Wuyou the most, and they would be able to help them deal with it when the time came.

"No problem, the two of us also want to take revenge, and please get the treasure at that time, don't forget what you said earlier."

Xiao Shishilang nodded, and agreed happily.

"Then let's prepare separately, try to be careful, don't disturb them, listen to my orders at the same time, and start at the same time."

"Just to say something, try to use hidden weapons or use poison and internal strength to attack his arms, thighs, and head. Try not to get close to him, and pay attention to the opponent's knife skills."

The hanged ghost looked at the crowd, feeling a sense of pride spontaneously.

Commanding the heroes and laying down his achievements, after today, his reputation in the underworld will definitely rise to a higher level.

If he can get the unique skills, magical weapons, and golden silk armor, among his peers, who will be his opponent at that time?

Everyone responded one after another and went to prepare.

Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang looked at each other, and instead of leaving, they followed the hanged ghost closely to express their attitudes.

The hanged ghost was very satisfied, and his words became kinder, even with the intention of wooing him.

Especially for Feng Siniang.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shishilang couldn't help complaining in his heart, a good-looking woman can enjoy it anywhere.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and soon it was midnight.

The entire inn was quiet inside and out, and the silence made people feel a little chilled.

There are no watchmen on this street, and they seem to know that it will be dangerous to come here!

After estimating the time, the Hanged Ghost looked at the gate of the inn in front of him, then at Xiao Shishilang, Feng Siniang, and the Feidaomen around him, and nodded to them.

Then without the slightest hesitation, he took the lead and walked over.

However, when they reached the door, a figure approached from the side and followed behind the crowd.

crunch

The door of the inn was not bolted, and the hanged ghost easily pushed it open.

He was a little puzzled, but he didn't care about it.

Once the heaven and earth nets are set up, even if Lin Wuyou and the others have three heads and six arms, they will surely die.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps on the roof, and the gangsters outside the inn and the gangster disciples of the small faction had already taken their bows and crossbows and aimed at the door and window to prevent Lin Wuyou from escaping.

However, when the hanged ghost and others walked into the gate of the inn, their expressions suddenly changed.

Because in the dark lobby, a white figure is obvious.

Lin Wuyou was sitting at a square table not far from the gate. There were tea and pastries on the table, looking at them leisurely, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time.

The hanged ghost looked around and found that Lin Wuyou was alone, and the two subordinates didn't see him.

Next to him, Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang also stared wide-eyed. When they saw Lin Wuyou alone, they were also a little puzzled.

It wasn't that he had any doubts about Lin Wuyou's strength, but he was wondering where the remaining two were going.

And Liu Qing from Flying Knife Gate also frowned slightly looking at Lin Wuyou's appearance.

Looking at Ah Zi who sneaked in from behind, she looked a little surprised when she saw Lin Wuyou.

However, her eyes only stayed for a moment, and then she turned to look at the deer cutting knife on the table.

"How courageous! But today, your Excellency is afraid that you will be unable to escape. Why don't you hand over the magic weapon, golden silk armor and unique skills, and we can still give you a way to survive."

After confirming that no one was ambushing around, the hanged ghost took a step forward and said in a gloomy voice.

There was still a trace of internal and spiritual power in his voice, and it was like an evil ghost appearing for a while, making people unconsciously terrified.

The people next to him felt a little hairy when they heard the voice, and unconsciously moved away from him.

"The things are here, come and get them if you have the ability!"

But Lin Wuyou was not moved at all, he patted the fake deer-cutting knife on the table, and looked at the hanged ghosts.

"Boy, we know that your martial arts are not low, but you can't escape today. There are our people everywhere outside this inn. You should be more sensible, and we are willing to sell the court to save face."

Seeing that Lin Wuyou was not affected by his own voice, the hanged ghost took a step forward, his inner strength gushed out, a chill came out of his body, and the shocking meaning in his words became stronger and stronger.

"Run? If I wanted to run, why would I stay until now!"

Lin Wuyou stood up, took the deer-cutting knife in his hand, and looked at the hanged ghost with lightning-like eyes.

But the hanged ghost was stared at by this gaze, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if being stared at by a wild beast.He couldn't help but took a step back.

After he reacted, a trace of shame and indignation appeared on that white ghost-like face, he waved his big hand, and roared angrily:

"Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several ghost palace disciples beside him rushed forward, their bodies sank, and they opened their mouths to shout.

The voice was treacherous and piercing, mixed with internal force, the ground in front of him was trembling, and the dust on the beams of the house was falling down.

This is the unique martial art of Ghost Palace.