The cold wind swept through the execution table, and everyone shivered. After the master's order, the executioner skillfully took off the spirit card behind Cen Du, threw it at his feet, and bent down to lift the wine jar that had been placed beside him, poured a large sip of wine, and sprayed it all on the blade.

The pitch-black blade was soaked with wine, reflecting a sparkling cold light under the scorching sun, and the sharp blade made the spine chill, and all the spectators present seemed to hold their breath at this moment, their eyes widened, even more nervous than the Cen Du who was about to be beheaded, as if the executioner was the only living creature left in the audience. The executioner pressed the edge of the knife leisurely, his eyes swept over the blade of the knife, and then moved his arm, flicked his wrist, and put the big knife on the back of Cen Duan's neck.

Cen Du still didn't move, his soul seemed to have dissipated in the nine heavens long before his body was in a different place, and at this time, he was just a walking corpse, bent on death. When the executioner raised the big knife in his hand again and was about to cut off Cen Du's head, several clouds of smoke suddenly burst out from the execution table. A large cloud of smoke spread extremely quickly, enveloping the execution platform and its surroundings, and a huge explosion shook the heavens and the earth, and the sky was shaken.

Before the explosion subsided, the surrounding onlookers reacted, crawling and crawling, crying for their father and mother, tearing their throats, crying and shouting to flee, scattering their legs while walking, only hating themselves for missing two legs. But no matter how many people passed by Bai Xing's tears, she was not moved, she just looked at the fleeing people with contempt, and mocked disdainfully: "Ignorance, why panic?" After that, she turned her gaze to the execution table, and the corners of her mouth rose, "I want to see who is playing tricks?"

But as soon as the explosion sounded, the surrounding officers and soldiers rushed to the high platform, and the head catcher protected Wen Rusong, who was so frightened that he was hiding behind the wooden case, and shouted loudly: "Quick! protect the lord! protect the lord!" The officers and soldiers hurriedly surrounded Wen Rusong in the middle, and gradually narrowed the defense circle, the soldiers were in full array, extremely nervous, the spear in their hands trembled slightly, but their eyes were confused in the fog that could not see three feet away, beware of the danger that might come at any time.

Sure enough, a silver light fell from the sky, and the sword light flashed, leaving a three-inch-long blood mark on the innocent executioner's face. Coincidentally, at this time, the smoke has gradually dissipated, and Bai Xing's tears brushed away the remaining white smoke in front of him, only to find that there are no half of the people in the huge East Market, except for her.

And on the execution platform, there was a mess, hundreds of officers and soldiers surrounded the execution platform, Wen Rusong was still at a loss to hide behind the table and shivered, the head catcher was also terrified, closed his eyes tightly, chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, prayed for peace, held a treasure knife in one hand, and protected Lord Yin in the other. The master who was still a fox and a fake tiger is now hiding behind the table, but he shows half of his buttocks, ignoring his head, which is quite funny.

Looking at Na Cen Du again, he was still unmoved by the changes around him, hanging his head like a statue, motionless. But the executioner beside him was already out of breath, and in his place was a tall and thin man, dressed in white but full of verses in wild cursive, with a mantle, but wearing a silver-rimmed half-face mask, which covered his face, and the long sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and the sword was stained with crimson blood, which was the executioner's blood.

Only then did the surrounding soldiers react, turned their guns, and surrounded the man, but because of the weapons in his hands, they looked at each other and did not dare to step forward. Chen Zhutou, who was protecting Wen Rusong, heard the movement, carefully opened his eyes a thin slit, observed the changes around him, and saw that the explosion subsided, the smoke dissipated, and nothing else happened, so he mustered up his courage, stood up straight, opened his eyes, and found that the man in white who was surrounded by the officers and soldiers took two steps back, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly: "Quick, quick, you guys hurry up, why are you still stunned, quickly stop the assassin!"

When Wen Rusong heard this, he sat on the ground, Chen Zhutou hurriedly helped him up, sat on the chair again, slightly dressed, Wen Rusong also stammered: "There are assassins, there are assassins, quick, ......" Chen Zhutou also comforted him: "Don't panic, my lord, we brought more than 100 people today, and we will definitely be able to hold the assassin!" Wen Rusong was a little relieved. But the table was still trembling, Wen Rusong was puzzled, and Chen Zhutou reached out and lifted up the master who was still praying to God and worshiping Buddha, and the three of them looked at the man together.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the man in white broke into the execution ground with a sword and killed the executioner with a sword, his intention was just to rob the law field and save Cen Du, but he seemed to be waiting for something, and he was not in a hurry to rescue Cen Du and leave, and even had a hint of provocation.

The officers and soldiers who received the order did not dare to disobey, and more than a dozen courageous officers and soldiers glanced at each other, each nodded and rushed out of the array, brandishing the spears in their hands and stabbing at the man in white in unison. The man in white seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and when he saw the spear stabbing from all directions, he turned his face slightly, and he actually enjoyed the feeling of being cornered, and he did not react until the tip of the nearest spear was only a foot away from him.

The speed of the shot was almost as fast as the speed of his dodge, and he swung the sword forward in his left hand, and the hilt of the sword came out of his hand, and he rotated around the wrist of his left hand, and his index finger was a little at the calyx of the sword, and then he turned and sprinted, bypassing the officers and soldiers, and the right hand held out the hilt of the sword and sent it forward, and the silver-white long sword passed through the chest. Before the officers and soldiers who rushed to the front could react, they felt that their pace was getting slower and slower, and the spear in their hands involuntarily slipped to their feet, and as soon as their eyes were dark, they fell to the ground and died.

The surrounding officers and soldiers all exclaimed, but the man in white did not stop his sword moves, suddenly rose into the air, took a few steps in a row, landed on a person's shoulder, only turned his body, and twisted the neck of the officer and soldier, and behind the corpse, with a step, somersault, turned around and kicked several times in a row, kicked the six people in front of him to the ground, and the sword in his hand swept over, "Bang bang bang" After six muffled sounds, six corpses fell, their armor turned to pieces, they still maintained their expressions before death, and there were still residual blood stains on the corners of their mouths, miserable and terrifying.

The seven people who were about to outflank them from behind saw this tragic situation, and they hesitated, but when they retreated, the man in white turned around very quickly, leaned over and swung a sword, and the brilliant sword qi swept across the bodies of the seven people, and cut off the seven people without much effort.

"The soul of the big dream is broken, the stars fall, and the water flows backwards. The sword fell without a trace, thirsty for blood, and roamed the world for me to swim!" The man in white suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, startling the surrounding officers and soldiers to retreat a few steps, already timid, more than ten people died tragically in just a moment under his sword, but this person was not tired, he coped with it easily, and he was afraid to step forward. And the Chen Zhutou stared blankly, the long knife in his hand had fallen at his feet for some time, and this subtle sound was actually noticed by the man in white, and the gaze cast at him was clearly full of the hunter's desire and playfulness for the prey.

It seemed that he felt the fierce murderous aura and suffocation, Chen Zhutou no longer cared about any official authority and face, turned his head to leave, and shouted in his mouth: "My lord, save me!" Who knew that in the next second, the long sword in the hand of the man in white left a blood hole in the center of Chen Zhutou's eyebrows, and the long sword actually pierced through the skull, and without much effort, it was nailed to the screen in front of Chen Zhutou, and the blood and sticky brain that slowly flowed out made Wen Rusong and the master on the side who had already been frightened nausea, and retreated again and again.

"Go home, go home, go home!" Wen Rusong sobbed and sobbed, his face was full of embarrassment, hiding behind the trembling master and wailing again and again. The master also had this intention for a long time, and hurriedly called the stunned group of officers and soldiers to escort Lord Yin to retreat back to the palace, and the guards of the palace were far stricter than this execution ground. Seeing that the man in white had no intention of chasing and killing everyone, the master had the courage to ask before leaving: "You, you...... That Jianghu person, do you dare to leave your name!"

The man in white turned around slowly, pointed at Wen Rusong, who was almost fainting and was surrounded by a group of officers and soldiers and put on the carriage, and shouted: "The wind and sand are like a hook, and the flying sword is like a hook. The charm hides the minions, the so-called righteous path is bold! The gods are frightened, and the ghosts are full of sorrow when the yin and yang are reversed. Ling Xiao stepped through the clouds and dissipated, breaking the sword and breaking the bones endlessly! I am the secret door of the seven kills, and the clouds are playing against each other. Lord Wen, next time I see you, I will kill you!" After that, this person laughed strangely, causing everyone present to be terrified and trembling.

And Bai Xing Tears, who was standing not far away and saw everything in her eyes, had already intended to make a move, although she was not moved by the death of these government minions, but it was intolerable for her to rob the murderers.

Bai Xing thought to himself: "This person seems to be ruthless and ruthless, ruthless, and deadly, but his moves are flashy, not only too fancy, but also out of order. The so-called martial arts in the world are inseparable from their origins. Although my Bai family's swordsmanship is not the best in the world, it is also one of the best in the rivers and lakes. I have been practicing swords since I was a child, and I can see at a glance that this person is not good at using swords at all, and the so-called sword qi is just to hide people's eyes and ears from internal force. It's just that this person robbed the law field, killed officers and soldiers, but used weapons that he was not good at at all, what was it for?"

While he was thinking, he saw that the man withdrew his long sword, returned to Cen Du's side, put away the sword, and cut off all the iron chains on his hands and feet.