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Sword Twelve flicked his fingers lightly and shot out two golden sword qis.

The sword qi instantly merged into the sword body, calming down the two long swords that were still humming.

Frowning and frowning, Jian Twelve glanced at the young man who stood proudly at the front of the sword box but did not know it, and looked down at the woman in his arms like a rhine.

But when I saw the woman I loved, her eyes were also full of worry.

The love-hate boy in front of him has too many secrets, and all of them are coveted!

If this secret and strange martial arts are placed on the body of a person who has become a great cultivator, it is definitely a great thing, one step to the peak, and success is just around the corner.

But if it is put on a teenager whose strength is not enough to protect himself, it will become a big bad thing!

You must know that the truth of "the husband is not guilty, but the guilt of the wall" is an eternal and unchanging iron law in this cultivation realm where the weak eat the strong and respect strength.

Rouge and Sword Twelve had the same mind, so he naturally knew what he was thinking, so he reached out and gently rubbed his cheek, and said softly: "Twelve, let's go!" ”

Jian Twelve did not hesitate, turned his eyes to look at the three old men surnamed prisoners, and said loudly: "If the three elders are unwilling to fight, then Jian Mou will take the first step!" ”

With that, he glanced at the prisoner who was standing in the first place, and then regardless of whether the three people on the other side agreed, he urged the huge sword box to sweep down the mountain.

It's just that the two swords of "Broken Army" and "Wuqu" that were originally on his side did not follow and leave immediately, but stayed in place like two loyal guards, until the figures of the twelve or thirteen swords disappeared, and then turned into gold and purple streamers and broke through the sky.

"Prisoner, why did you stop us, did you just let him leave with the demon girl?" Looking at the direction where Sword Twelve went, the prisoner said with a resentful face, as if he was very unwilling to let the other party go without making a move.

But the prisoner ignored this fellow brother, who was only born two minutes later than himself, and looked into the distance silently, and inadvertently, a drop of cold sweat fell from his extremely gloomy face.

Originally, with his fiery temper, he naturally didn't want to let go of Sword Twelve and the demon girl like this, even if the three of them had no chance of winning against the Shanghua True Realm Triple, they could still delay the other party for a certain amount of time, and as long as the Great Elder who was guarding the town gate came in person, he would naturally be able to capture these three people.

It's just that before he could make a move, Sword Twelve glanced at him like a provocative one before leaving, and then in an instant, the cultivation realm suddenly increased by one level, reaching the fourth level of the true realm.

But then it fell back to the triple again like a joke, which suddenly cut off his idea of making a move.

"I can't imagine that this kid only took a hundred years to reach his current realm from the soul void realm, what did he go through?"

After a long time, the prisoner let out a long sigh, spit out a breath of turbidity in his heart, retracted his gaze and said slowly: "Go, go back to the sect, report this matter to the Great Elder, and let the old man decide!" ”

With that, with a wave of his big sleeves, he turned into a fiery red streamer and slashed into the sky.

Prisoner 2 and Prisoner 3 acted exactly like him, and they also turned into two blue and brown streamers and broke through the air.

The three of them didn't look at the Yunlan Sect disciples who were scattered all over the place and fainted to death until they left.

The people in the torture hall have always been cold-blooded and ruthless, only caring about punishment and not talking about human accidents.

Not to mention that these people on the ground are just disciples of the outer Dao sect, even if they are the elders of the same sect, they will not pay attention to it at all.

This is why they saw Jian Twelve slashing Zhao Zhijing before, but they were indifferent at all, and let the other party live and die.

The bigger the family and sect, the cooler the favor will be!

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"Big Brother Twelve, why didn't you kill those three old dogs just now?"

Sitting cross-legged at the front of the fast-flying sword box, looking at the vast sea of clouds within reach of him, Qin Wushuang, who had been silent, suddenly asked for no reason.

"Huh?"

Jian Twelve was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and then his eyes condensed slightly, looking at the young man in front of him who didn't look back, but he was faintly worried in his heart.

"How can this kid's murderous intent be so heavy!"

The more frowning Zhao Zhuang, the heavier the young man's anger and murderous intent really made Jian Twelve worried.

It turns out that a young man with many secrets is easy to cause killing, and he still has such a heavy murderous intent, if he is not properly guided, then he can guess without thinking about it, sooner or later something big will happen.

After pondering for a moment, Jian Twelve said earnestly: "You have to forgive people and forgive people, the three of them are indeed guilty, but they are not guilty to death!" ”

"Huh!"

A sneer came from the front of the sword box, and then the young man slowly turned his head, with a little anger on his handsome face, like a "cynical" angry young man, but more like a hot-blooded young man who doesn't rub sand in his eyes.

"I want to ask, if you saved Sister Rouge, will they let you go?"

Sword Twelve didn't say anything, but the answer was self-evident.

Although he didn't care about the so-called hunting, the Demon Suppression Sect would never let go of him who dared to rob the prison, and the demon fox witch Rouge who had been imprisoned by them for a hundred years and regarded as a "meritorious".

Ignoring the silence of the man behind him, Qin Wushuang continued to ask, "I also want to ask, shouldn't they pay the price if they have imprisoned your woman for a hundred years?" ”

"Or is that the ravine you split in the mountain before be your revenge?"

After the young man finished speaking, he crossed his old hands in front of his chest, and although there was no disparaging and contemptuous expression on his face, he made an expression that did not match his age, and it seemed that people wanted to beat him at first glance.

Sword Twelve remained silent, but his originally gentle breathing inadvertently became heavy.

The sword box that was flying down at a rapid speed suddenly made a beautiful drift in the air, and then rushed towards Tianshu Peak at an even faster speed.

"Twelve, you...... Stop, don't be impulsive! ”

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Rouge hurriedly raised his head, but saw that his man's eyes were full of killing intent at this time, and he couldn't help but hurriedly speak to dissuade him.

But the stupid man who was originally obedient did not stop this time, but rushed forward resolutely despite her opposition.

"Beautiful, the twelfth brother is a real man, go back and him, I'll accompany you to kill him upside down!"

Qin Wushuang, who was full of fighting spirit, started fighting in a flash, his right fist clenched in front of his chest, and he kept cheering for Sword Twelve.

Bang!

Bang!

Rouge, who couldn't bear it, finally gave two violent shocks.

The young man who was full of fighting spirit just now and the middle-aged man who was instigated by him and became angry instantly hugged his head and squatted, becoming obedient men in seconds!

The sword box turned around again and swept in the "right" direction down the mountain!