The young man spat out a mouthful of blood foam from his mouth, looked at Sheng He who was closing his eyes and madly absorbing spiritual energy, and said viciously: "I underestimated you!"

"Old Five! Set fire!"

The man in black called Lao Wu seemed to have just reacted. A small flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and the vines wrapped around him immediately retreated a few steps.

Lao Wu was overjoyed and quickly closed his eyes and muttered something. The next moment, a raging fire suddenly appeared in the inn.

The vines twisted and struggled in the fire and soon burned into a pile of ashes.

"Old Five, well done!"

"Let's go!"

The young man laughed loudly and swung the meteor hammer towards Sheng He again. At the same time, the other four men broke free from the vines on their bodies, raised their swords and slashed at Sheng He together.

Early stage of Jindan, middle stage of Jindan, late stage of Jindan!

At the moment when the meteor hammer was about to hit Sheng He, Sheng He suddenly opened his eyes, bent down and slid in front of the young man.

With a "ding" sound, Ao Shuang entangled the chain on the meteor hammer, and tiny vertical vines grew out of the tip of the sword again. These vines tightly grasped the meteor hammer and actually changed its direction.

Seeing that the meteor hammer was about to hit his people, the young man's eyes were bloodshot, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to try to control the meteor hammer. But no matter what he did, the meteor hammer seemed to have lost contact with him and still smashed forward heavily.

With a "bang", the blades of the four swords were all broken, and the meteor hammer hit one of the men in black directly.

"Third brother!"

The young man shouted, and the man in black, whom he called Lao San, was smashed out of the inn by the huge force of the meteor hammer. His body rubbed against the snow, leaving a long trail of blood.

The fifth brother hurried forward to check, and found that the meteor hammer had sunk deeply into the third brother's chest. The third brother's ears and nose were bleeding, and his eyes were fixed on the meteor hammer.

Lao Wu carefully took the meteor hammer from his body.

"puff!"

The third brother suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, stared blankly into the air, and grabbed something randomly with his hands.

"Brother, help me get revenge..."

“Third brother!”

Lao Wu roared in pain and took out a blood-red stone from his storage bag. He picked up the stone and flew towards Sheng He.

"Bitch! I want you to be buried with my third brother!"

Sheng He raised her head expressionlessly. She had previously built her foundation with the petals of the blue grass, and her cultivation was not very stable to begin with. This time she was forced to increase her cultivation again, and her body was already at the limit of being able to bear it.

For her, the sooner these people were dealt with, the better.

Sheng He took a step back, raised his sword, and prepared to kill Lao Wu the moment he rushed over.

The young man seemed to have seen through Sheng He's intention. He looked at the third brother who had already died, his eyes flashing. Just now during the fight with Sheng He, he clearly felt Sheng He's skyrocketing cultivation. Sheng He was now stronger than anyone present. If they fought head-on, they would not end up well.

It would be better...

The young man raised his hand to stop Lao Wu, and bowed to Sheng He and said:

"Girl, we are blind to the truth. Someone offered a price for your life, and we are just following the orders of the Pavilion Master."

"We were blind and offended the young lady. Now that the third brother is dead, I just want to save the remaining brothers. I hope the young lady will show mercy. This was all done by me alone, and I am willing to pay with my life."

Sheng He put down her sword and tried her best to hold back the sweet taste in her throat. She stared at the young man, trying to read some other emotions on his face. After a long while, she slowly asked, "Who is it?"

"What?"

"Who is the one who bought my life?"

The young man shook his head: "I don't know the specific name, I only know that he is an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect."

Outer disciple?

Sheng He didn't need to think at all, and the name quickly appeared in his mind.

Wu Yan.

The young man stepped forward, picked up the broken knife on the ground and put it against his neck.

"Girl, I am willing to pay with my life, just ask you to let them live."

“Brother!”

"Brother, why don't you kill her to avenge your third brother!"

"Shut up!"

The young man shouted, and the rest of them shut their mouths unwillingly, but they all looked at Sheng He angrily.

Sheng He's expression remained unchanged. Under the shocked gaze of the young man, he raised Ao Shuang's sword and stabbed it into his chest.

"no."

"If your eyes were more sincere, without so much calculation, and he wasn't always ready to step forward and die with me, maybe I would believe you."

Sheng He raised his head and pointed at Lao Wu with his chin.

Lao Wu was holding the blood-red stone. If several people hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed forward.

"You...how come you..."

Sheng He chuckled and thrust the sword out from the young man's chest, pointing it directly at Lao Wu.

"You don't think I'm some naive and kind little girl, do you? You wanted to kill me, but I spared your life."

"Let you go, so you can find a chance to kill me again?"

After Sheng He finished speaking, vines emerged from the ground again and tightly wrapped around the remaining three people. Seeing this, Lao Wu immediately set a fire.

It was too late. The moment the vines entangled them, Sheng He immediately raised his sword and stepped forward.

The fire burned away the vines. The three men covered their necks and looked at Sheng He in disbelief, blood gushing out of their necks.

Lao Wu stared at Sheng He, as if he wanted to say something.

“You…you…”

The next moment, their bodies stiffened and they fell heavily to the ground.

The blood-colored stone in Lao Wu's hand rolled far away.

"Second! Fourth! Fifth!"

Sheng He picked up the stone and walked slowly towards the young man.

"I almost forgot, there's one more."

“Puff!”

The man fell to the ground, holding his neck.

"call!"

Sheng He panted, leaned against Ao Shuang, took a few steps back and sat down against the wall.

After making sure there was no more danger around, her tense spirit finally relaxed. The spiritual energy around her gradually dissipated, and her cultivation level continued to decline, eventually stopping at the early stage of foundation building.

Sheng He had expected this result. After all, the last time she used this technique, her cultivation level had dropped a small level.

However, this time, perhaps because Sheng He had already established his foundation and his body had become much stronger, he no longer suffered from burst blood vessels or coma due to exhaustion.

Sheng He took out several bottles of pills from the storage ring, Huiyuan Pills, Juqi Pills, Jiuqu Ziyuan Pills... She only vaguely identified some of them and poured them all into her mouth.

The Seven Killing Pavilion will not give up until the mission is completed. Once the news of the failure of these five people spreads back, the Seven Killing Pavilion will definitely send new killers to hunt them down.

She couldn't stay in Yunluo City for long, she had to leave here as soon as possible.

Sheng He only rested for a short while, and when he felt that he had regained some strength, he immediately got up and left the inn.