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Chapter 553

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Chapter 553

Zhan Bei narrowed his eyes coldly.

"I heard that all the masters with deep internal strength are clear-headed. Didn't King Yi hear any strange sound?"

Gong Yang Qian pretended to be mysterious and kept him in a silence, but in fact he wanted to delay time.

The leads arranged at the gap at the top of the mountain require half a quarter of an hour to detonate the black gunpowder around the mine.

There were only ten dead soldiers under Gong Yang Qian, and even Wei Zhai was deposed. Now he was lying half-deadly beside the gap with his bloody broken arms, which was useless at all.

It can't be that long if you rely solely on the death warrior!

Gong Yang Qian could only think of a way himself, as long as he could.

While speaking, he stepped back without hesitation, his back was covered in cold sweat, fearing that Zhan Beihan would not listen to him, so he rushed up and stabbed him.

A sarcastic cold light flashed in Zhan Beihan's eyes: "Diet is coming, and you still dare to talk nonsense!"

He didn't believe a word from Gong Yang Qian's mouth.

"Someone is indeed dead, but it's not me! It's the people below."

Gong Yang Qian pointed to the mine below and sneered strangely: "Do you know, what is hidden underneath?"

"I don't have the patience to play this puzzle game with you!" Zhan Beihan hooked his thin lips and slandered him, and the long sword in his hand swung, and the red blood stains on the blade flew to the ground.

He said coldly: "No matter what tricks you want to play, when I capture you alive, there will be many people in the prison of Beiqin that will accompany you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Beihan didn't say much nonsense and suddenly rushed towards Gong Yang Qian.

"Stop him!" Gong Yang Qian screamed in fear.

Ten men in black moved instantly, and each of them rushed towards Zhan Beihan without fear of death.

As the sword light collided, Yang Qian turned around and ran away, turning his head and shouting, "There is gunpowder under the mine!!"

“…”

——What did he say?!

Is there gunpowder under the mine?

Zhan Beihan's mind thudded, and his hands stopped moving.

The man in black immediately seized the opportunity, slashed hard at his neck from top to bottom.

The wind was fierce and fierce.

Zhan Beihan felt a sudden heartbroken, and suddenly turned around and dodged, but he was still a step slower. The sharp tip of the knife slashed across his shoulder, "Sweep!" With a sound of tearing open the clothes, a shallow ray of rays appeared on the firm and honey-colored chest that was exposed.

Scratched.

If he was a little slower, this knife would be enough to break his stomach!

Zhan Beihan's eyes were fierce, and he suddenly jumped into the air, stepped on the shoulders of the man in black and jumped into the air, and rushed out of the encirclement in a flash. The long sword drew a silver light in the air, and suddenly swung his hand horizontally, towards him.

Gong Yang Qian, who was running away in front, stabbed fiercely.

"Swoosh--!"

The speed of this sword flying away was nowhere near the crossbow arrow.

Even though Gong Yang Qian heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him, his thin and old body had no time to hide. He was instantly penetrated by a cold blade and screamed shrillly, and was nailed to the ground face down.

"Ahhhh..." The screams pierced the sky, and the night birds in the forests in the distance flew up, frightened and fled far away.

"I still want to run!" Zhan Beihan flew to him in the air, stepped on his head with a heavy foot, crushing half of his face into the mud.

The man's voice was cruel and ruthless: "What did you say just now? Say it again!"

"Mmmmm..." Gong Yang Qian pounced on the ground, like a dead fish with water, struggling and kicking his hands and feet.

The mountains were humid and the soil on the ground was also sticky. Zhan Beihan stepped on his head and crushed it into the mud. His mouth and nostrils were filled with damp mud, so he was so suffocated that he couldn't speak.

Zhan Beihan slightly let go of his feet and was about to ask again.

At this moment, a gust of night wind suddenly blew, carrying a pungent and strange smell, floating across the tip of his nose.

Zhan Beihan suddenly changed his face. Popular
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