County yamen, public hall.

A sword energy split open the plaque hanging on the mirror above the court hall. The swordsman wearing a bamboo hat walked into the hall. Behind him, there were fierce shouts of killing, telling the cruelty of the fighting.

A cold aura suddenly swept through the room, and there were inexplicable knife marks on the tables, chairs, and floors. Some policemen even died as if they had been struck by an invisible knife, and their bodies were torn apart.

"Six Jue of Senluo!"

Uncle Qing, who had been following Lei Dazhuang, waved his hand to disperse the invisible sword energy, stopped in front of Lei Dazhuang, and stared at the swordsman with all his attention, "Are you the master or the deputy master of the Juedao Sect? Dare you assassinate Taishi Lou?

My young master, aren’t you afraid of Lord Marquis’s thunderous wrath?”

"The Juedao Sect can't afford to offend Taishi Lou, so isn't this certain family hiding their true colors?" the black-clothed swordsman mocked.

The Juedao Sect is not considered strong among the seventy-two branches of the demonic path, and the sect leader is only a martial arts cultivator in the Refining Gang Realm, far behind the behemoth of the Taishi Tower.

If it were normal, even if Lei Dazhuang was sent to the Juedao Sect to be dealt with by them, the Juedao Sect would have to send Lei Dazhuang out politely, not daring to hurt him even a hair.

The reason for this is simply because Taishi Tower and Juedao Sect cannot be offended.

Although the Taishi Tower is not the same as the Juedao Sect, the intimidating power of the strong men in the Tianbang is good for both black and white, fearing both good and evil. A mid-level sect like the Juedao Sect can really not afford to offend the Taishi Tower.

Even if the Juedao Sect is destroyed, no one will stand up for the Juedao Sect.

The seventy-two channels of the demonic path are not eternal. Except for the few sects at the forefront, the other sects have experienced ups and downs, and most of them are no longer the members of the seventy-two channels thousands of years ago.

But now, the situation is different.

The black-clothed swordsman who had already hugged his thigh had no intention of stopping. He was seen dragging the knife forward, and the blade drew deep marks on the ground. In a few steps, he was approaching.

"ever!"

The cold sound of the sword resounded through every corner of the court, and a flash of frost-like sword light flashed through. The entire court was split into two by the sword, and Uncle Qing, who was facing the sword light, was even more illuminated.

He had a solemn face.

"Fire and thunder bite."

"boom!"

Uncle Qing's palms collided with thunder and fire, and the electric light and the flames intertwined, forming a red electric light that crisscrossed in front of him, tightly entangling the sword light.

"winter!"

The energy of both sides leaked out, causing cracks in the ground. The force of the swords spread out, turning into invisible sword energy, which surged behind Uncle Qing like a tide. Uncle Qing hurriedly looked away, and a red air envelope came towards him.

Then it expanded to block the sword energy, but the swordsman in black got a chance.

[By the way, the best app for reading and listening to books is Yeguo Reading, www. Install the latest version. 】

"drink!"

The sword was destroyed again, and the red electric light was suddenly cut off several times, and bright red scars gradually appeared on Uncle Qing's face, but he had been injured by the invisible sword force.

"Young Master, let's go!"

Uncle Qing shouted.

Lei Dazhuang's face was pale, but he could still maintain his composure. When he heard Uncle Qing's voice, he immediately used Qinggong and moved into the back hall.

At the same time, a palm print suddenly flew in from the door. The pure and bright palm power dissipated the cold and cold sword energy, and printed it on the back of the black-clothed swordsman without any moral ethics.

The swordsman in black is in danger!

In the flash of lightning, a figure was inserted diagonally, and the cold sword light appeared again. The sword energy was like a waterfall, cutting across the path ahead, intercepting the attack of palm power.

"Peng——"

The sword energy was everywhere, and the entire court collapsed under the aftermath of the energy, revealing the figure of a monk outside.

He was slowly withdrawing his right palm, and by looking at his movements, he knew who the guy with no martial ethics was.

"Is this how the so-called noble and decent people behave?"

The interceptor was holding an ordinary long knife, and he had no aura on his body. He looked exactly like the swordsman in a dragon suit who was fighting outside. However, the light from the knife that had just intercepted the palm mark proved that this person's strength was no less than suppression. Uncle Qing's black-clad swordsman.

"Pity."

Kong Kong shook his head with some regret, then rolled up his sleeves and said without changing his face: "I don't need to talk about the rules of the world with you evil heretics."

The calm and calm attitude of that group, as if telling the truth, really almost suppressed the other party.

If we put aside the hidden appearance and just listen to what the two of them said, they behaved like the righteous hypocrite in the storybook, while the other party was the true hero of the devil.

With the appearance of this interceptor, the situation is balanced, two versus two, and it is difficult for anyone to escape in a short time.

·······················

On the other side, Lei Dazhuang ran out of the back hall with a hint of panic, trying to pass through the courtyard corridor, climb over the wall of the back mansion, and escape from here.

The long courtyard corridor was about to come to an end, and the outgoing courtyard wall appeared in his eyes, and Lei Dazhuang couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy on his face.

But who would have expected that at this moment, a wisp of breeze suddenly blew by, and a green figure appeared very suddenly at the end of the courtyard corridor, with its back to Lei Dazhuang.

"Master Lei, you can't leave."

He spoke slowly, and suddenly his body moved, and an air blade shot out from the air, slicing through Lei Dazhuang's body at lightning speed.

In an instant, the man was killed by a knife, and a crack appeared in Lei Dazhuang's body from the center of his eyebrows, extending downward, and his entire body was divided into two halves.

With one move, Lei Dazhuang's life was taken.

The lion fought the rabbit and tried his best. Bai Xiaolou personally took action to take Lei Dazhuang's life, using the strength of the Evil Transformation Realm to make the move. No matter how deep the background of the Qi-Eating Realm Lei Dazhuang was, it would be difficult for him to kill him at this time. It worked to some extent, but he was killed by Bai Xiaolou with a knife.

However, after successfully beheading Lei Dazhuang, Bai Xiaolou did not leave immediately. Instead, he let out a cry of surprise and turned to look at the body that was split into two.

I saw the breeze blowing, and on the face that was divided into two halves, two pieces of human skin were blown open by the wind, revealing another face.

"The human skin mask of the Thousand-Faced Buddha."

The majestic demon with a handsome face looked at the human skin mask that was no different from a real person, and his face moved slightly.

In this world, only the human skin mask made by the Thousand-Faced Buddha can play such a role in disguising the real from the fake, making it impossible for him and even the warriors in the Lian Gang Realm to tell the difference. Thinking of the news he had received earlier, the Thousand-Faced Buddha was suspected of surrendering to the Three Dharma Division. Becoming a member of the Anbu of the Sanfa Division, Mozi Bai Xiaolou shook his head with regret.

In this way, as long as Lei Dazhuang doesn't take the initiative to show up, he can't be killed. Once a substitute dies, he can still find another one. As long as the human skin masks of Thousand-Faced Buddha continue to be in stock, Lei Dazhuang will have no shortage of substitutes to replace him. die.

He could hide in the dark, let a substitute act on his behalf, and face all kinds of overt or covert assassinations.

even······

"You can also lay a trap to kill him."

Bai Xiaolou said softly and looked around, seeing swordsmen in white robes and two people from the Dajiang Gang appearing on both sides of the courtyard corridor.

Ranked sixth on the Billboard Hot 100 list is Bai Chou, the "Swordsman".

As well as the young leader of the Dajiang Gang, Xiongtu, and the elder Wan Shanliu.
Chapter completed!