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The short-haired Taoist drew a long sword made of copper coins in tandem from behind him, and used the square hole in the blade of the copper coin to block the blade of the poisoned dagger.

The robber in the night suit narrowed his pupils, as if he didn't expect this person's reaction to be so fast,

The right hand holding the handle of the dagger exerts force against the strange force that extends from the copper coin sword,

With a wave of his left hand, he shot three slender crossbow arrows from the cuff of his left arm, and attacked the face door of the short-haired Taoist.

The effect of the [Debris Scattering] skill activated, and without any warning, the air in front of the Hell Robber exploded, directly sending all the crossbow arrows flying.

Time seems to be artificially slowed down,

The robber's pupils clearly reflected the short-haired Taoist's unremarkable fist that pierced through the nameless wind and struck at his skull.

Rumble!

The fist hit the bridge of the nose, and the whole prisoner flew out almost sideways, slamming into the prison beams, breaking the solid wooden beams and pillars.

Blood poured out of the broken and collapsed bridge of the nose, staining the nocturnal mask that covered the mouth and nose red.

The prisoner had no time to worry about whether he would break his appearance in the future, so he endured the pain, and slammed his hand on the filthy floor of the prison, and his body jumped backwards, avoiding the foot of the short-haired Taoist.

The stone bricks on the ground that were stepped on by the Taoist directly shattered and burst open, and the ceiling of the prison was shaken off by the shaking and countless dusts were thrown down.

One step at a time, one step at a time,

The short-haired Taoist didn't seem to have the idea of stopping attacking in his mind, just brandishing the copper coin sword with an expressionless face.

Obviously, there are no random moves to speak of, but with irresistible strength and strange and bizarre speed, the oppressive prison robbers continue to retreat, and there is no room for respite.

In the narrow corridor of the prison, there was not much room to toss and turn, and seeing that he was gradually forced to the main entrance of the prison, the eyes of the robbers flashed.

Fighting hard to block the copper coin sword with a dagger, he grabbed back with his left hand, dragged the cell leader, and threw it at the pursuing Taoist.

The Daoist was still speechless, his face was expressionless, and the long sword in his hand still maintained a downward slashing posture, without the slightest hesitation because of the terrified cell head blocking in front of the blade.

Seeing that the cell head was about to be struck in the head by this sword and killed on the spot, the wrist of the short-haired Taoist suddenly twisted violently,

The whole arm bends like a snake in a huge arc,

The blade of the bronze sword grazed the scalp of the cell boss and slashed hard at the waist and abdomen of the prison robber.

Although the Bronze Coin Sword has no blade, the terrifying power exerted on it is enough to inflict fatal damage.

The robbers flew out like gourds on the floor, blood pouring out of torn night coats and spilling all over the corridors of the prison as if they didn't need money.

"Ahem."

The robber barely crawled up, blood spurting down the inside of the mask, down his chin, and dripping to the ground.

Without asking for identity or asking for surrender, the Taoist held a copper coin sword in his hand, calmly and indifferently walked towards the robber step by step,

Even those jailers with dull senses could feel the cold killing intent from him.

This is not the fairy-winded and compassionate young Taoist in the daytime...

Bang!

A loud bang from the far corner of the prison broke the terrible oppression of the moment,

The short-haired Taoist looked back, and smoke poured out of the cell where the suspect Wu Arc was supposed to be held, bursting out of rubble.

At the same time, a pair of bright red arms stretched out from the pool of blood under the prisoner's body, grabbed his body limbs, and dragged him towards the pool of blood, completely disappearing.

The pool of blood, as if it had never existed, seeped into the cracks of the floor tiles.

The art of escape?

The Taoist frowned, pushed aside the jailer in the hallway, and rushed to the smoking cell to glance at it.

Something blasted open the heavy stone walls of the cell, and most of them collapsed, and the moonlight shone in, illuminating the broken stone bricks all over the floor.

The suspect, Wu Arc, is nowhere to be found.

This cell is located in the innermost part of the prison, and the stone wall is outside the courtyard wall, and beyond the courtyard wall is the intricate Goose City residential complex.

Thinking that the prison robber also had an accomplice, he attacked the east and west, robbed Wu Arc, and absconded.

The Taoist stood silently in place, as if thinking about something, and the hand holding the copper coin sword drooped at his side, shaking slightly.

The cell leader swallowed his saliva, plucked up the courage to slowly approach, and asked cautiously, "Dao Chief... Do you want to notify the officers and soldiers of Goose City and pursue the suspect? ”

“...”

The short-haired Taoist twisted his neck stiffly, looked at the cell head blankly, slowly squeezed out a smile, and said hoarsely: "No, I'll chase it myself." ”

Under the moonlight, the cell leader's face turned pale, "Dao Chief, your eyes..."

"My eyes?"

The Taoist casually pulled his eyes, and actually pulled down a green plant mycelium that came out from under his eyelids.

The mycelium was long and tough, like wool, hanging in front of the eyeballs, terrifying and terrifying.

"I haven't washed my eyes for too long, and I have some eye droppings."

As he spoke, the Taoist priest lifted the long sword upside down, used both hands together, pulled out the long silk thread little by little, and coiled it in his hand.

"Alright."

The Taoist pulled out the last thread and smiled stiffly at the terrified cell leader, "Don't worry, I'll find them." ”

With that, he carried the bronze coin sword and rushed out along the crack in the cell.

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On the outskirts of Goose City.

It is an untended mass grave, full of low mound tombs and simple wooden tombstones.

Fireflies fluttered, and several hairless wild dogs were lured by the strong smell of blood, bowing their heads and licking a pool of black blood in the middle of the mass grave.

Suddenly, an arm protruded from a shallow pool of blood, and the mortally wounded Nightkin crawled out of the pool of blood, scaring away all the wild dogs.

His waist and abdomen were hit head-on by the copper coin sword, and his ribs were broken for an unknown number of pieces, and scarlet was pouring out in a steady stream.

"The White Lotus was born, and the King of Ming was born..."

His forehead was dripping with sweat, and he muttered as he took out a wide, dry, faded leather from his night coat and gently covered the wound on his waist and abdomen.

After a few breaths, there was no more blood oozing out.

"The skin that was ripped from the body of the Heavenly Demon Lone Star Personality and nourished with blood every day for ten years is actually used here..."

The prison robber, or Ruan Tian, a member of the Holy White Lotus Sect, muttered to himself, and it was difficult to hide his regret and hatred in his tone,

"And my yellow skin... He was also killed by that man.

If this revenge is not avenged, I Ruan Tian swears not to be a person! ”

Before the words fell, the footsteps came from far and near, and Ruan Shan's brother, who was also wearing a night suit, rushed into the mass grave with a figure on his shoulder.

"Brother, Wu Arc has been rescued."

Ruan Di put the person on his shoulder on the ground, "Let's hurry up and go to the broken temple to give an errand to the maid." ”

"The Handmaiden..."

Ruan Tian couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard this, "If it weren't for her incomplete information and forced us to go to Goose City to save people, how could I suffer such a big loss!" ”

"Brother, be cautious."

Ruan Di's brows furrowed,

There is a clear hierarchy in the Holy White Lotus, and the punishment is cruel,

The two of them belonged to the Luzhou branch of the Holy White Lotus Renzimen, and they were not qualified to discuss or even accuse the two noble maids who were the personal attendants of the Holy Son of the White Lotus Sect.

What's more, there is a third person present here.

"Hmm... Where am I? ”

Wu Arc, who was lying on the ground, woke up slowly, looked at the two men in black, and arched his hand: "The two are..."

"It's me, Ruan Tian."

Ruan Tian took off his hood, stared at Wu Arc and whispered, "Hmph, your kid will be pecked by geese all day long, and he was actually put in prison by a farmer, which is really ridiculous." ”

"You can point at me, but you can't point at me."

Wu Arc frowned and said, "Don't think that if you save me, I have to be grateful to you." The tiger descended the mountain and the dragon roared, little brother, don't be too arrogant, the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life, don't be too arrogant. ”

“？？”

Ruan Tian was stunned,

Wu Arc also seemed to react, feeling that this was a little inappropriate, shaking his head, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, that person seems to be torturing me, what did he do to me..."

"Okay, let's not talk so much"

Ruan Di interrupted: "That person may chase after him at any time, let's hurry up and rush to the broken temple, we can't miss the time for the maid to explain." ”