Please enter the text There are very few people in the capital who dare to be so presumptuous, especially cultivators, and the undisguised killing intent has spread here from afar, which makes Lu Zhangcha very surprised.

After being surprised, he was solemn, because he suddenly realized that the person's realm did not seem to be low, although his blood and qi were lacking, but he was not very weak, at least not much weaker than himself.

There are many powerful people on the mainland, Lu Zhangcha knows this, he also knows his ability, according to the master's evaluation, the strength to deal with the people who are about to come is still sufficient, and if he plays better, he may be able to win very chic.

Lu Zhangcha has been practicing with his master for many years, but he has not really faced many enemies, so when he finds that there seems to be an opponent about to appear, he has a trace of excitement.

In the eyes of the people around him, this handsome young man suddenly stood still on the street, his eyes drifting away, as if waiting for something, which was a very strange thing.

However, they soon understood what the boy was looking at, and suddenly from the corner of the street retreated a group of soldiers armed with bright swords, their footsteps were messy and shouted and screamed, but their steps kept retreating, as if they were being driven away by something.

Many of the soldiers were wounded, and blood gushed out and stained large swaths of their shirts red, and the striking red color rang in people's ears like an alarm bell, roaring and reverberating.

"Stand back!

"Someone! Someone has escaped from prison! Disperse!"

With the shouts of the soldiers, the people gathered at the West City Gate were stunned for a moment and then dispersed! The chaotic running made the scene a mess, and the people crowded together like a swarm of bees, very chaotic but fast, the guards of the West Gate began to evacuate the crowd in an orderly manner, and a group of soldiers galloped down from the city tower, brushing and pulling their swords out of their sheaths while running!

Someone escaped from prison, of course they knew that it wouldn't be an ordinary person, because ordinary people wouldn't hurt these soldiers like this, someone rushed to report to the commander, but the process is often extremely time-consuming.

The fugitive walked extremely fast, like catkins in the wind, fluttering, and traveling a long distance when the wind blew, and that lightness made it extremely difficult for Yuan Lai to associate him with the man who had put tremendous pressure on the black-faced officer.

At this rate, I am afraid that by the time someone who can stop him appears, he is more likely to have fled out of the city, and Yuan Lai, who was following behind, was a little anxious, but he couldn't do anything.

But just when the line of troops that stood between the man and the innocent people had retreated a long distance like a tide, a man was somehow missed by the line, and the handsome young man appeared alone in front of the most vicious prisoner in the eyes of the people.

When the kind-hearted woman saw it, she couldn't help but exclaim!

However, the person holding the knife suddenly stopped moving forward, stopping more than ten steps in front of Lu Zhangcha, and then he subconsciously raised the knife.

"Are you...... Prison break?" Lu Zhangcha asked with some curiosity.

"Get out of the way!"

"You've hurt a lot of people, so you should have killed a lot of people. I smell blood. Lu Zhangcha pointed at the tip of his knife.

"A cultivator who kills innocent people for no reason is an evil cultivator, and when he encounters an evil cultivator, he naturally can't just let it go. ”

The man's eyes quickly swept the west gate not far away, the city gate was still open, but there were more and more soldiers running down from the city gate tower, which made his heart tighten, delaying time would only be harmful to him, if he waited for the defenders to react, then even if he broke through a realm on the spot, there was no chance of half survival.

"Will you let me?!" he asked, in a hoarse voice.

"Can't let it. Lu Zhangcha shook his head, looking calm.

The man didn't hesitate anymore but squatted down very decisively, took a deep breath, this breath was long, and with this suck of Lu Palm Tea, he clearly sensed that the vitality between the surrounding heaven and earth quickly poured into his body, and then the wounds on his body twisted, and blood flowed out of the wounds that struggled open, and the momentum of this person's body suddenly increased!

Yuan Lai reined in his horse and looked at the familiar person on the street in surprise, he saw that the prisoner had a light on his body, the light was pale gold, like scattered stars, and his body was slightly rickety and then suddenly stood up, and his originally thin body seemed to suddenly grow taller.

It was that feeling again, like the way the man leaned his hand when he faced the black-faced officer. Leaning forward towards Lu Zhangcha, the momentum of the whole person is like water flooding the river embankment, lifting layer by layer, like a mountain peak toppling and pressing.

The pale golden light flew out and rose into the sky, and they could still be seen even in the blue sky and white day, and if they were vigorous in the night, it would be beautiful.

The jet-black knife was raised high, but the blade was not a chopping posture, but a horizontal and horizontal flattening, turning into a chop, there were air waves born out of thin air, there was the sound of tides, and the next moment the mountain seemed to be about to be photographed.

Lu Zhangcha rarely restrained his smile, the scabbard in his hand had left his body, he was holding the hilt, but the scabbard had not slipped off, very strange.

"Originally, I thought I would be able to stop you without too much effort," Lu Zhangcha said with some regret: "It seems that the teacher is right, a mountain is higher than a mountain, and you are more powerful than I imagined." ”

"Thankfully, you're no match for me. He laughed, his thin scabbard sliding abruptly in the wide eyes of the man opposite.

Yuan Lai still remembers that when he first saw Lu Zhangcha, he found that his thin sword was very weighty, he always thought that it must be a good sword, but it was not until today when the scabbard slipped off that he realized that he was too naïve, Lu Zhangcha's sword was not a question of whether it was heavy or not, but a question of whether it was a sword or not.

Because it doesn't reveal a dazzling sword body, or that there is no sword in the scabbard at all!

Lu Zhangcha held the hilt of the sword, and as the scabbard slid down, it was not the blade that was revealed, but ...... A puddle of water......

Yuan Lai was stunned for a moment and didn't react. What was in the scabbard was a puddle of water?

The lake is full of clear water full of scabbards.

What is strange is that the constantly flowing water is connected to the hilt of the sword, one end is connected to the hilt of the sword, and the other end falls to the ground.

The hoarse voice of the prisoner with the knife sounded, with horror: "Zhen Zeshui?!"

"No, it's Taihu Lake. Lu Zhangcha shook his head, and then slashed with his sword, and the trickle of water was like a long whip drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air.

The long whip hit the man, and his chest was suddenly wet with the water of the Taihu Lake, and the water droplets slowly rolled down on his chest, and the man watched this scene in horror, and the knife in his hand forgot to slap down.

"You ......"

His hoarse voice stopped halfway through, and a burst of blood erupted from the wet area of his chest, and he fell to the ground screaming.

Lu Zhangcha pursed his lips, put his sword into the sheath, and turned to smile apologetically at the stunned people behind him.

"It's a bit more bloody, but fortunately, it's not too bloody, and I'm not good at learning, so please forgive me. ”