There is a fierce tiger in front and a vicious wolf behind.

The little thief was sweating profusely, thinking to himself that he might be in trouble tonight.

She is not very old, but she comes from an unconventional background and knows that in this line of work, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.

Naturally, one must be mentally prepared for situations between life and death.

But when he really encountered it, he was still extremely scared. He lay on the ground with his little body half hunched, and saw the red candle monster floating by in the cold wind, heading straight for the position of those innate martial artists.

The monster's target was not her, but it still made half of her body frozen stiff.

This is caused by the cold and gloomy aura emitted by the monster. Ordinary people would have frozen to death long ago. Only martial artists who have honed their strength and have strong blood can withstand the cold air entering their bodies.

But even so, you still have to lie down for ten days or half a month to recover.

"Haha, good job!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man holding the tiger-head knife just let out a strong laugh.

Then he drew his sword and chopped the flickering red candles. The candles were split open, revealing the flesh and bones stuck together inside.

The inside of these candles actually resembled the flesh and blood of some monster, with a reddish-brown, foul-smelling liquid gushing out directly from the broken ends, carrying an extremely strong corrosive smell.

“Ahem…”

On the other side, a skinny old man holding a pipe coughed twice, then opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of foul air, completely neutralizing the sprayed corrosive blood and turning it into invisible mist that dispersed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the middle-aged man raised the tiger-head knife and chopped down a few more times. The innate energy formed a tiger-shaped blade light, which directly chopped the red candles wrapped in the cold wind into powder.

As the red candle shattered, a scream like a baby crying was heard in the air, and then the gusts of cold wind stopped abruptly.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Xiantian martial artists all smiled slightly, clasped their hands and shouted, "It is worthy of being the Dragon Tiger Sect's Dragon Tiger Yin Yang Blade. Brother Chen has reached the point where the blade has become aura and its shape is like a tiger. If he continues to do so, he will reach the level of Dragon Tiger Thunder Sound."

This monster was an illusory creature, but it was also shattered into pieces by the sword light.

"My Dragon Tiger Yin Yang Blade has only acquired a third of my master's true meaning. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning at all."

The middle-aged man sheathed his sword and waved his hand modestly.

The Dragon and Tiger Sect is a major sect in Xiliang Prefecture, a well-known and righteous sect. They are ruthless when it comes to killing evil sects and side sects.

When the little thief lying on the ground heard this, his face frowned, and he felt that there was no chance for him, a thief who had used unconventional means, to survive today.

After all, in the eyes of this group of righteous people, the inferior and unorthodox sects are not much different from those in the evil sects.

"This Night Wandering Wind Ghost relies on ghost blood to rebuild its body. If Senior Li hadn't used the Three Soul Qi to split and neutralize it, even if I shattered the red candle, I would have found it difficult to kill it."

The middle-aged man turned around and bowed to the old man who was smoking a pipe to express his gratitude.

The old man smoking the dry tobacco simply waved his hand. "We have gathered here to get rid of these evil spirits that are causing trouble for the world, haven't we?"

He then narrowed his slightly cloudy eyes and glanced at the messy hall. He didn't care about the petty thief lying on the side at all. He just showed a thoughtful look, "Although this Night Wandering Wind Ghost is considered powerful among the monsters, it will only end up being suppressed and killed if it faces more than a few Xiantian martial artists. However, according to the information I have, it seems that Protector Li of the Xiliang League and Elder Wen of Jiulong Mountain have both died here and have lost contact."

"And who knows how many merchants have been killed in this inn."

Protector Li of the Xiliang League and Elder Wen of Jiulong Mountain are both veteran innate martial artists. If they face Yeyou Fenggui alone, even if they are ambushed by surprise, they may be able to escape.

But now, the night-wandering ghost was easily dealt with, but that sudden sense of alertness had not dissipated.

"The matter was resolved a little too simply, which made people feel that something was wrong."

The middle-aged Taoist nun sitting next to her frowned and took out a small jade compass from her bosom. The needle on it was still spinning around.

This jade compass was crafted from the corpse of a demonic being and was extremely sensitive to its presence. Wherever a demonic being appeared, the compass needle would glow blue and point to its location.

But now the pointer not only emits blue light, but also keeps shaking, which has never happened before.

She muttered to herself, "That Night Wandering Wind Ghost has been killed, so why is the compass still spinning?"

As soon as the Taoist nun finished speaking, the old man smoking the dry pipe suddenly stood up and retreated, and the middle-aged man even blocked his chest with the tiger-head knife.

It was as if some invisible air blade was passing by.

Bang——

The knife broke and people were injured.

The old man smoking the dry tobacco retreated a few steps in advance and barely avoided the attack, but the middle-aged man was not so lucky. In the head-on collision, not only did his tiger-head knife break into pieces, but his entire right arm was also cut off.

If he hadn't dodged to the side at the critical moment, he would probably have been cut in half.

"Not bad, not bad. Tonight's harvest is quite fruitful. You, several Xiantian martial artists, have come and killed my pet." As the feminine voice fell, a ghostly figure floated from the depths of the inn. "In that case, I will come and entertain you personally."

Although it was night, everyone was a congenital martial artist who could see in the dark. The old man smoking the pipe looked over and saw a thin man holding a few human head petals, standing leisurely not far away.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, he felt as if struck by lightning, and even his voice began to tremble. "It's... it's you... Shanyin Zhenren from the Diyin Demon Sect."

The Diyin Demon Sect, like the White Lotus Sect, is a demonic sect left over from the previous dynasty.

During its heyday hundreds of years ago, it was known as one of the Nine Demonic Sects along with the White Lotus Sect. However, every generation has its own talented people, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years.

The nine sects of the Demonic Path back then have become the fifteen sects of the Demonic Path today, and the Diyin Demonic Sect has long been replaced by later entrants and is no longer the top sect in the martial arts world.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even though it has declined a lot, there are still masters in the realm of heaven and man in the Diyin Demon Sect.

For example, Shanyin Zhenren is one of the four great masters of the Diyin Demon Sect. He is well-known in Xiliang Province. There is countless blood on his hands. He is a master of the demon sect who is being besieged by all the righteous factions.

"Master Shanyin, is he the demonic master who was rumored to have poisoned half of the people of Luofeng City overnight?"

"Why is he here?"

Several upright masters looked at each other, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

They thought that if they joined forces, they could barely compete with the Grandmaster-level figures, but this Shanyin Zhenren was also a top-notch strongman among the Grandmasters, and they were afraid that tonight would be a disaster.