Outside the cell door.

The flickering firelight hooked the ghost face that fell in the fog a little more.

Quiet in the fog.

The ghost-faced woman and the beggar face each other silently across the prison door.

A lock and a wooden fence to keep the ghost-faced man out?

Unstoppable.

So at this moment, apart from the murderer and the person who is about to die, is there a third party who appears in time?

Yes.

I only heard a commotion at the end of the corridor, and in the mist, many soap-clothed officials suddenly appeared.

"Bang la la" blocked the crossing, and erected a cluster of arms to open slaves!

This design booby-trapped the murderer, although Xing Zhutou didn't pay much attention, but in line with the habit of "playing three rods with dates without dates", he still sent a team of officials, a total of twelve people and twelve Jinnu came to help.

Zhang Yi and the six people were eager to make meritorious contributions, so they stood guard at the door; the officials were lazy, thinking about perfunctory things, they lay in prison, if they hadn't listened to the sound of fighting at the door, it is estimated that they would still be asleep.

This is good, the positive ones have not fallen to the benefits, but the paddling ones have blocked the main one, and they are about to make a great contribution!

The leader of the team cheered up, stabilized the slave, aimed at the ghost-faced man, and shouted:

"Demon woman!

But in the next second, waiting for the twelve slave formations to be completed, there was a sound:

"Put!"

Pause.

Dense string sounds are joined together.

The arrows are like locusts, and they are shooting at them.

The corridor is narrow, only enough for two people to go along, there is no extra space to dodge, and the only way to deal with it is to draw a sword and shoot arrows.

But the slave arrow is too fast, too dense, and too close, even Li Changan's swordsmanship can be called a miraculous skill, and he has to use the "wind" to scrape the arrow crookedly and slowly, so that he can deal with it.

There are often people in the market who boast that a certain person has superb swordsmanship, and a thousand people on the opposite side are slaves, and he can intercept a thousand arrows with just one sword rotation like flying, and he is unharmed.

What's more, what kind of sword dance can't be penetrated by rain and splashed with water...... Those shouldn't be called swordsmanship, they should be called spells!

It's not something that mortals can do with martial arts alone.

Of course, under the ten golden slaves' hair, the ghost-faced man was shot into a hedgehog without any reaction, and then ......

Kiss.

It dispersed into a puff of smoke.

It's a phantom body again!

"Tricks!"

The squad screamed.

"Where did she hide?"

"Beware of sneak attacks!"

The servants panicked, threw down the bow slaves, and drew their swords one after another, back to back, for fear that the ghost-faced girl would suddenly appear in the mist and wipe her neck.

But they're completely self-inflicted, and the Ghostface has never been their target.

But there was a loud bang on the roof beams above the beggar's head.

A large hole suddenly broke in the roof.

Broken tiles rained down like rain.

The ghost-faced woman lined up with a sword in her hand, and a little cold light went straight to the beggar's heart.

Outside the prison, the officials were in chaos, and there was no time to rescue them, and inside the prison, the beggars were so confused that they could not even react at all. With a wooden face, the cloudy eyes reflected the grimace and pushed the cold light to approach quickly.

I'm going to die on the spot!

Abrupt.

A small, strange-looking bottle popped out of the rotten straw mat next to it and shot at the ghostface.

The ghost-faced woman flicked her sword away, and with a twist of shape, the tip of her sword stabbed at the beggar again.

But it's just a momentary delay.

Another flash of sword light jumped out of the rotten straw mat, and the latter came first, which was able to intercept the fatal cold light.

The ghost-faced girl was still silent, but with a flick of her wrist, the cold light scattered into a little star dust, fluttering and falling all over the prison, and the sword light that protected the beggar also soared, turning into a white python with shining scales, coiling up, and swallowing all the "star dust" in the room!

Suddenly.

I only heard the "jingle bell", as if a chaotic bead rolled down the jade plate.

The crisp, melodious and murderous sound of the exchange filled the room.

After counting the breaths.

Seeing that the opportunity was declining, the ghost-faced girl was a little on the "white python", and her long skirt suddenly rose in the air, like a butterfly vibrating its wings, taking her lightly and retreating, and landed in a corner of the prison.

The eyes hidden behind the face were cast over, and I saw that the white python-like sword light was retracted and fell into the hands of a young Taoist with short hair, but it was a simple and unpretentious long sword.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he swept over the sluggish beggar and landed on the rotten straw mat that had been lifted beside it, where there was a pit for people to shelter in.

At this time, there was some chaotic shouting outside the prison, and it turned out that the team leader was relieved, and even beat and scolded his subordinates to wind up the slave arrows.

Can't delay any longer!

Her figure turned, her red dress floated, and the sword light swept back.

......

"Smack. ”

Li Changan slapped a fat mosquito lying on his face.

He pulled a ground centipede out of his sleeve.

Where are all these worms in this broken cell?

He muttered inwardly as he raised his sword to guard against Ghostface.

He is not in a hurry, waiting for the officials to come and round up is also a safe and effortless choice.

But the other side would never think so.

I saw that the ghost-faced woman's body turned, and in the blink of an eye, she had transformed into four identical people.

Three of them took the upper, middle and lower paths of the Taoist priest, and the remaining one pounced on the beggar next to him.

The prison is just that big.

As soon as the opponent's toes moved, the sword blade was pressed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Either save yourself or save others, and don't give a third option at all.

But the Taoist priest only twitched his nose, first, he didn't save the beggar, and secondly, he ignored the three sword blades that attacked according to the vital point, but instead shone on the void next to him without a head, and stabbed quickly.

"Boom!"

The four attacking blades slammed into the bodies of the Taoist priest and the beggar, and instead of seeing the flesh and blood of the two flying, the other party and the sword collapsed into a few puffs of smoke.

And the fog and emptiness pointed by the Taoist sword's sword burst out with the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The fog shakes.

Orr.

The ghost-faced girl suddenly appeared, and immediately withdrew and retreated.

It's still that corner, still speechless, ghost-faced and cold, but the trembling sword in his hand reveals that his heart is probably not as calm as it looks.

......

I have long known that the murderer has a strange skill, how could Li Changan be defenseless?

Xing Zhutou has long said that this murderer is not only skilled, but also good at tricks, and can hide through the mist. The last time the government set up a heavy ambush, she relied on such a strange technique to sneak into the crowd to kill the target, and then calmly escaped.

How the other two groups of people coped, Li Changan hid in the cave and didn't know very well, but his own way was to throw out the small bottle earlier.

It's not a rare thing either.

Before leaving, I found a kind of unscented toilet water on the Internet to prevent mosquitoes in the wilderness.

In the smell of ordinary people, the taste is thin and almost none...... The Taoist priest smiled, turned around and forced himself towards another empty corner.

......

Purely in terms of swordsmanship, for Li Changan, the ghost-faced girl is not difficult to deal with.

However, its body method is very difficult, not only like a ghost in the fog, but also like a fish in the water, back and forth, unpredictable, fast and completely contrary to the laws of physics, Taoist priests speculate that it should be combined with some kind of spell.

If they faced each other in an open place, the two would still have to be entangled, but now they are in a cramped prison...... Li Chang'an's mind turned, and the sword momentum changed, from fast, accurate, and clever to wide opening and closing, bullying the light and thinness of the opponent's short sword with the thickness of the long sword in his hand.

The ghost-faced girl didn't dare to hit it hard, but only made her body more and more swift and ghostly, and the sword blade in her hand seemed to disperse into the mist, mixed with dots of sharp edges around the Taoist priest.

Li Changan was not in a hurry, but instead held the sword in both hands, picked up the sword and dismantled it one by one.

If a layman sees it, I'm afraid they will think that Li Chang'an is clumsy in carrying his sword and is tired of dealing with the onslaught of the ghost-faced girl, but in the eyes of the insider, it is the Taoist priest who is taking action step by step, and gradually traps the ghost-faced girl in the corner.

"If there are no accidents, you can take her down in ten moves. ”

Li Changan was secretly worried in his heart.

But is this ghost-faced girl really so easy to take?

The Taoist priest habitually glanced around with the corner of his eye, just such a glance, but he almost scolded his mother.

But seeing that the gang of servants had already refreshed the strings, but they only shrank outside the prison, they aimed all the slave arrows indoors, as if they wanted to save trouble, and served the two people in the struggle in a pot.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! I know that the skin eyes of the errand are the blackest!

Li Changan hurriedly forced the ghost-faced girl back with a sword, and retreated to the beggar's side, but the ghost-faced girl was also very cunning, and she had already seen the movement of the servant, and tightly hugged Li Changan.

The personal law is erratic, and the Taoist priest can't help her, so she can only hear it.

"Put!"

Arrows rained down like rain.

Fortunately, Li Changan also had a free hand, and pointed to the decision, and pressed it down.

"The wind is coming!"

In a flash.

The long wind poured in through the hole in the roof.

When the twelve slave arrows were swept away, and then without stopping, laughing wildly, circling, and booming, they turned into huge waves, mixed with rubble, dust, and mosquitoes, and swept away in all directions.

A moment later.

The Taoist priest put away the wind, only to see that the fog in the prison was swept away, showing that the beams of the house were crumbling and the surroundings were in shambles. And the gang of officials were even more swept into the wind by Li Changan, who was furious, and turned upside down a few rounds from the inside out, and was piling up in the corner of the wall and moaning miserably.

He looked back at the prison.

I saw the prison door open, where was the figure of the ghost-faced woman?