Preemptively, Ron stepped on his right foot, and all of them flew out like lightning, and the cold light of the scimitar spun, "poof, poof" a few times, and it was on the two thieves.

Screaming, two thieves were killed at the same time!

"Still here!"

With a scream of terror, the remaining four thieves lunged at Ron at the same time.

Their speed was extremely fast, and there were many masters among them, and the dagger cut horizontally, and the cutting technique and throat-teasing technique were issued at the same time, and the "bell" sound was several times, and the double knives collided together, and there was another scream, and the hand of one of the thieves was cut off, and the blood was dripping.

"Damn it!"

A sturdy thief scolded, all of them rushing towards Ron like lightning.

He is extremely fast, with at least 18 points of agility, and his skills are extremely superb, and the dagger in his hand rotates rapidly, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, fierce and vicious.

Ron had just finished killing a man, and before he could draw his knife, when he saw the man pounce, he hurriedly grabbed the thief's corpse on the ground and moved it forward, and with a "poof", the dagger was on the throat of the thief's corpse. The strong man who rushed over was taken aback, quickly withdrew his hand, and slashed directly at Ron's throat.

Throat Teasing!

One of the thieves' enemy-breaking skills is similar to Ron's mastery of cutting, which is an extremely difficult personal specialty to use, but at the same time the most deadly, and the thief who can use his throat-teasing specialty is often the master among them.

Ron immediately sensed the horror of this move, drew the knife in his right hand, and with a "bell" sound, blocking in front of him, the ice death scimitar suddenly erupted with a flash of fire, burning the strong man's eyes.

The brawny man was stunned and hurriedly took a few steps back, but Ron quickly grasped the flaw and took a step, the flash scimitar swung silently from the left side, and the blade bloomed with a bloody light.

The reason why the two scimitars of Flash and Ice Death are powerful is not only that they are extremely sharp and have special effects, but also that both scimitars are the work of master craftsmen, and the speed of the knives is extremely fast, almost silent, without any sound and trembling.

In the blink of an eye, the flash scimitar flickered, and with a "poof" of blood, the leader of the strong man separated from his neck, flew into the sky, and smashed to the ground.

In an instant, four were killed and one was wounded, and their movements were as fast as lightning, without the slightest hindrance.

Ron had figured out the opponent's position before he started fighting, and he was prepared for the opponent's possible reaction, and the move took people's lives, which is undoubted.

The remaining two thieves were shocked, standing not far away, holding daggers, staring at Ron in a panicked expression.

Ron calmly withdrew his flashing scimitar and looked up at the two of them, neither sad nor joyful.

The battle suddenly stopped, and the room fell silent, except for the sound of a girl's delicate moans and snorts.

The thief with his severed arm was still scared forward, covered in blood, and looked at Ron in horror and horror as if he had seen a ghost.

"You, who are you?" One of the thieves on the other side looked hideous.

Ron didn't answer, didn't even look at him, silently took out the black-bellied snake crossbow he was wearing at his waist, loaded it with crossbow arrows, and put it on the wounded thief, and after a crisp sound, the thief lay motionless on the ground, and a bloody hole appeared in the back of his head.

Suddenly, both thieves were startled at the same time.

Stared at Ron, breathless.

They held daggers in their hands, their faces change, sometimes frightened, sometimes hideous, sometimes angry, sometimes panicked.

At this point, Ron was already in the way of the door, and they couldn't escape.

Ron admired the change in their faces, swaggering in front of them to put away the Black-bellied Serpent's crossbow, and then silently pulled out the Ice Death Scimitar.

"Antidote!" He spoke.

"Damn it!" One of the thieves scolded angrily and stared at Ron, "Who are you?" Do you know what this place is? I'll tell you......"

Before he could finish his words, all of a sudden, he heard a whirlwind hanging by, the blade slashed out like lightning, and a bloody leader immediately flew up and fell to the ground, and Ron appeared not far from him, his eyes were cold.

One of the remaining thieves was taken aback, not expecting Ron's astonishing speed to be so fast, and hurriedly staggered a few steps, staring at him like a ghost.

"You, you, don't come here......"

Ron raised his eyelids and glanced at him, retracting his scimitar: "Antidote!" ”

"I ...... I, I don't have an antidote! The thief said in horror, and seeing that Ron wanted to pounce at all, he hurriedly shouted, "We don't have any, there is no antidote!" ”

Ron sneered when he heard this, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"I ...... I...... I know where it is, Lord Falcao, as long as Master Falcau has an antidote, don't kill me, I know I know......" The thief cried out in horror when he saw Ron take a step forward.

"Falcao?" Ron's eyes were scarlet.

"Yes, yes, Lord Falcao has an antidote, only he has it!" The thief's face turned pale.

"Good!" Ron's eyes flashed, and he didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with him, and the blade of ice death swung out like fangs, and the thief's throat was instantly slit, and blood flew out.

The thief was terrified, and with a few sounds, he clutched his throat and fell to the ground with a pale face, without a sound.

Ron took a deep breath and quickly searched the corpses of several thieves, only to find that they did not have an antidote on them, and that there were quite a few poison potions.

Ron tossed them aside and looked back at Sarina.

Seeing that she had lifted the gauze covering her body again, her delicate body carved like jade was exposed in the air, her whole body was red, beautiful, she moaned and gasped slightly, and her mind was blurred.

Ron frowned, knowing that it was not a good place to stay for long, and looked back at the medical kit on the ground. He remembered that Miss Priest still had some magic potions in it, and he didn't know if it was useful.

He didn't care, quickly opened the medical box and took out a bottle of red potion. He had just drunk a bottle of this potion before, and it was very powerful, and it only took him less than thirty minutes to regain his strength.

It should be useful.

Ron opened the bottle and walked up to the girl, poured her a drink, and as soon as she touched it, the girl immediately pounced on him like an octopus, hugging him for a while.

Well, it's useless to be unconscious!

Marveling at the power of the poison, Ron pulled up the gauze and put it over her again, then pulled out a rope and tied her hands to form a rice dumpling with gauze!

"You saved me once, I saved you once, it's even!" Ron said to himself, and lifted her off the ground.

After Sarina drank the magic potion, she seemed to be relieved a lot, and her breathing gradually became slower. Ron glanced back at her, and all he touched was snow-white, which suddenly made people feel like they were spraying nosebleeds, and they couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

Well, her figure is really perfect.

Like a goddess, it is beautiful, with almost no blemishes!

Ron quickly withdrew his gaze and walked out of the room to appear outside in the prison.

He glanced at the people in prison a few times, cut off the lock on it, and said calmly: "You are free! ”

Ignoring the gazes of those people and leaving them to fend for themselves, Ron carried Sarina out on his shoulders.

There was no defense outside the room, and the thieves guarding here had been almost killed by Ron, but the leader named Falcao no longer seemed to be here.

Two more thieves outside spotted him and immediately screamed and pounced, Ron, quickly put Sarina on the ground, rushed up and down with a knife, the blade swooped out, like lightning, and in an instant, blood covered the room, and the head rolled down.

After all, there are not many strong thieves ambushed here, and Ron is lucky.

Walking outside the door, he quickly found a parked carriage, put Sarina and Avriland behind the carriage, and then moved a white steed out of the stable, and Ron quickly led them to gallop out of the black manor.

It didn't take long for a huge city to appear in front of you.

Neverwinter has arrived!