This was the first time Yuan Lai had seen a battle between cultivators with his own eyes, there was no brilliant brilliance and roaring explosions, only the awe-inspiring killing intent between the swords.

When the two knives collided with each other, the two weapons became entangled, and Yuan Lai looked from a distance and found that there seemed to be an inexplicable attraction between the knives, pulling his gaze.

Involuntarily, his mind became involved in the fight between the two knives.

The long street was very empty, and there would be no one around the outer prison and the inner prison who would like to live there, and the boundary here was originally very remote, so no one stopped him from watching.

The black-faced officer's knife is very wide, very heavy and cold, that kind of cold is the cold silence of winter, when it swings out, the blade is accompanied by a faint white cold, the cold is very strange under the scorching sun, not the slightest rout but more and more dense, the first knife is still black when the knife is slashed out, and every time the knife is swung again, the cold on the knife body will be a point, when the black-faced officer completes the seven or eight knife swings, the prisoner also descends in front of him, the knife body is actually covered with a layer of ice.

It's cold, but it's also pleasing to the eye.

It's like an ice flower under the scorching sun, crystal clear and shining brightly.

And his unclear face of the enemy didn't seem to be fancy, just leaned forward and pressed down, the thin body and majesty were far from related, but the black-faced officer's face changed!

With a loud shout, he pushed forward the dense knife net woven by the sword......

There was an enemy in front of him, and the black-faced officer believed that his sword net could cut through the black stones on the city wall, but he had no confidence to cut through the unkempt enemy in front of him.

The inner prison is not under his jurisdiction, so he doesn't know which cultivator this person is detaining, and if he doesn't know the name, he doesn't know the details, and it will be very difficult to deal with it. The only thing that can be known is that this man is stronger than him...... But he couldn't back down, because this man had escaped from this side through the walls of the inner and outer prisons, and it was his duty to capture him!

The knife in the man's hand was not as good as the black-faced officer, he had wounds on his body, blood on his clothes, the scars and wounds inside could be seen from the broken prison clothes, he was still very thin, and he was far from being an enemy of the officer.

But his knife was extremely stressful, extremely sharp, as if it were the moon on the first day of every month, and most importantly, it was very stable, and when it passed through the criss-crossed knife net of the black-faced officer, a hole appeared in the cold knife net.

One starts small, but in an instant it is torn through the hole of one person.

"Poof!"

In Yuan Lai's eyes, this moment seemed to have slowed down a lot, and a string of blood dripped down, spilling a crooked trace on the street. It was just a few drops of beads of blood, but the whole street seemed to be wet and slimy.

There was a gust of wind blowing towards Yuan Lai, and he vaguely smelled the sweet smell of blood.

"Poof!"

The prisoner pierced the black-faced officer's chest with a single sword, but the strange thing was that there was not much blood flowing, and his prison clothes were torn a lot by the opponent's knife qi, but there were no major injuries.

"I said you couldn't stop me. The man sneered, and as soon as his palm loosened, the black tower fell straight back.

I don't know if I live or die!

The man stooped lightly to pick up the good knife that the officer had dropped on the ground, and then he lowered his body and ran down the long street like a breeze in the direction of the west gate.

Hundreds of meters in a matter of moments!

Yuan Lai suddenly came back to his senses at this time, he didn't care about the life and death of the black-faced officer, and he didn't even care about going to Shifu at this moment, his eyes were bright, brighter than ever.

"That's what it is...... Cultivator?"

He whispered to himself, a smile suddenly appearing on his face.

In the short scene just now, he faintly realized that he seemed to have touched something, Huang Tingjing had found a bottleneck since he had read it ninety-nine times, and if he wanted to break through and officially enter the initial first realm, he needed an opportunity.

Just now...... He seemed to smell the opportunity.

Looking around, the black-faced officer's majestic horse was still tied to the tree, and after a little hesitation, Yuan Lai ran over to untie the reins, turned over and got on the horse, and without waiting for the horse to resist, he lifted the whip on the harness and shook it fiercely!

A man and a horse ran in the direction of the man like arrows.

The man was a little frenzied, and walked straight along the street leading to the west gate, so frightened that passers-by retreated, and the sergeant who heard the news was slashed down by him with a swing of his sword.

It happened too quickly, the forbidden army defending the city had not had time to rush over in large numbers, and the west gate had not yet received the news, and even if they got the news, they might not be able to close the gate quickly, how huge the capital was, how dense the flow of people, how trivial it would be to close the city gate? If there was no order from the upper peak, even if they saw the person arrive at the city gate, the city defenders could only block but could not close the gate.

Yuan Lai deliberately kept a distance not far from that person, as he got closer and closer to the city gate, more and more soldiers came in, but the gap between cultivators and ordinary people was huge, even if the person was injured, he still easily killed dozens of soldiers and his speed barely stopped.

The city gate is the last pass, but it will inevitably be extremely difficult to enter, and even if Yuan Lai doesn't know the capital, he can guess that the officers guarding the city must also have cultivators, and that is the real strength to stop this person.

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The west city gate is still stable, the city gate is wide open, there are merchants coming and going, and there is no news here, so it is peaceful.

Lu Zhangcha slowly lined up into the city, and when he really stepped into the city, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Even if he is nearly twenty years old, but he has been studying with his master for many years, and he is very unprepared for the matter of getting married, this time he was ordered by the master to come to the capital to see the other party's girl, if there is no sufficient reason, then it is inevitable to marry, this is really a headache for him, too sudden, he is a little difficult to accept, and what kind of person the other party is remains to be seen, if it is a quiet and gentle person, it is not difficult to accept, but if it is a bad temper Miss Qianjin, then he still wants to stay away.

In short, this is a very important matter, he is very worried, along the way to drag a car without riding a horse without riding, thinking that he can drag it for a few days, but the agreed meeting day is only these days, and he can't come again, which is rude.

The sad Lu Zhangcha sighed in the face of the vast capital, but when he remembered the young man in Shencheng who had the same fate as himself, he suddenly felt that his mood was much brighter.

"His fiancée isn't any better than mine...... he muttered to himself, and walked forward calmly.

But as soon as he took a step, he sighed in surprise.

Lu Zhangcha looked around, and saw a fierce and crazy aura from far and near.

He subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, looking slightly stunned.

"Does anyone in the capital dare to be so presumptuous?"