In just a dozen breaths, three people were already standing next to the body of the great female practitioner.
One is a cold, middle-aged man in his forties wearing a blue robe. The wide-sleeved robe is entirely made of metal wire. The strips of purple petal-like textures on the blue robe do not look like decorations, but like patterns.
It is a rune, shining with a luster between ceramic and metal.
Among the other two people, one was a young general named Da Mang, who was wearing dark red chainmail and had two chain guns stuck on his back. His face was as sharp as a knife and full of murderous intent.
There is also a slender man with a snow-white complexion and a very feminine look. He is wearing a thick red robe and a round pointed hat on his head. His appearance looks very much like a temple that has not seen sunlight for many years.
The priest here.
Just seeing the body of the wild female cultivator with broken arms and shattered throat bones, the man with a snow-white complexion and the appearance of a priest said coldly: "At least the cultivators above the rank of national scholar, you two will search together."
As soon as this sound came out, the man who looked like a priest immediately brought out a red afterimage and rushed into the back room of the courtyard. With a loud bang, the window shattered and he rushed out.
"He's just a little higher in cultivation than us. He always acts like a commander and gives us orders..." The young general Da Mang, who had two chain guns stuck on his back, frowned and couldn't help but say.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold middle-aged man beside him who was very unhappy: "Master Tie, in the face of a foreign enemy, please stop saying such things. Besides, you also know that the other party is not so proud because of his status.
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The young general Da Mang's face turned cold. Just as he stopped speaking, he heard several consecutive clicks on the roof in the distance.
This sound was obviously caused by someone accidentally stepping on a piece of tile surface in a hurry. As a result, in the rush, he failed to control his strength and foothold, and stepped on several tiles.
The expressions of the two people changed, and their figures suddenly bounced off the ground like stones thrown by a catapult, and stepped on the walls of this residential courtyard. Both of them crossed the courtyard in one step, but the difference was that the middle-aged man was cold and cold.
The stature is relatively light, but the young general Da Mang is extremely energy-saving. He mostly uses his body to exert force. When he pedals, he will make a roaring sound and splash up a cloud of soil and gravel, which looks very violent.
Suddenly, the expressions of the two Da Mang cultivators became stern.
Especially the young general Da Mang, who was very violent during the crossing, had a look of fear in his eyes.
Because at this moment, a red figure swept past them with a strong wind, and was already about ten positions ahead of them in an instant.
The red figure coming up from behind is the man in red robe who looks like a priest.
The man in red robe who looked like a priest had obviously been searching in the wrong direction and the roof where he was making noise at the moment, so he chased after them, but even so, he still quickly surpassed the two of them.
At this moment, as he was flying across the roof across an alleyway, the red robe on this man who looked like a priest was still shaking smoothly on his body like a waterfall. He was standing still as usual, without any distractions and full of energy.
It has a majestic, sacred and mysterious flavor.
At this time, hundreds of Da Mang sergeants had also quickly moved towards the place where the sound was coming from to surround them. Many of them also saw the red-robed priest who seemed to be gliding in the still space, with respect and fear in their eyes.
look.
On the back of the high hat on the head of this man who looks like a priest and the red robe on his body, there is a flame and lava-like mark, which in Damang represents the messenger of Purgatory Mountain.
In Damang, the messengers of Purgatory Mountain and the elders of all levels who do not walk in the world are symbols of power and transcendence.
…
The red-robed Purgatory Mountain Messenger's body was upright. Even when he was flying across the roof, he seemed to be walking on the smooth ground in the hall.
There was constant flow from his broad red robe sleeves, pushing his body forward.
It was less than twenty steps away from the roof where the sound came from.
At this moment, in the world in the eyes of the red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain, several extremely thin black lines suddenly appeared.
These black lines are extremely fine. In the thick darkness before dawn, ordinary people cannot see them at all unless their eyes are right in front of these black lines. Even the red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain is only a few feet in front of him.
, only then did these extremely thin black lines appear in the perception.
The snow-white complexion of the red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain changed drastically, and there was even a trace of silver-grey and bluish color in his skin.
In this extremely short period of time, he couldn't even jump to avoid it, because there were two black lines crossing above his head.
"boom!"
The messenger from Purgatory Mountain, who had no time to make any unnecessary moves, at this moment, his sleeves rolled out horizontally as if they were alive, and struck hard on several black lines in front of him.
With a clang, several black wires were broken by his blow, but the roof at the foot of Purgatory Mountain could not withstand this force and collapsed suddenly.
The face of this special envoy from Purgatory Mountain had just shown an angry look, but in an instant, his eyes were filled with an uncontrollable look of horror.
Under the collapsed roof, in the darker room, there were also several criss-crossing black lines.
"Chi!" "Chi!"
Two black threads cut his red robe and embedded themselves in his right leg. They cut into the flesh and blood instantly and did not stop until they reached his leg bones.
Although the force of his fall was not enough to cause the black line to cut off his tough bones, the pain of the sharp black line cutting on the bones and the anger of being injured by the opponent's trap still caused the Purgatory Mountain messenger's whole body to tremble sharply.
Tremble.
"Ka! Ka! Ka!"
At this moment, the sound of several footsteps could be heard again on the far side of the roof.
Such a sound made many Da Mang sergeants who were close to the roof shout at the same time.
This shout was originally just to alert colleagues elsewhere of the enemy's whereabouts, and under the command of many field officers, many Da Mang sergeants had already lit torches one after another. They even began to burn some houses to create more light.
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However, the pain of injury and the anger of being plotted by his opponent made the red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain temporarily lose his mind.
"Everyone shut up!"
With an extremely violent roar, a scarlet chain flew out from the right hand of the angry red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain. The soul power that should have been cherished surged out of his body, and the scarlet chain flew out.
With terrifying power, it kept rolling in front of him, destroying houses one after another.
The red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain seemed to have turned into a huge red python, furiously crushing through the house.
All the Da Mang sergeants looked at the direction of the Purgatory Mountain envoy in shock, and did not dare to say anything for a moment. The two Da Mang practitioners who were flying on the courtyard wall did not know what happened specifically, but they
He keenly felt the smell of blood coming from the wind in front of him.
Just when the attention of most of the Da Mang soldiers was attracted by the furious messenger from Purgatory Mountain, Lin Xi, who was sneaking calmly and lightly in the darkness, was already only two meters away from the big inn that made a strange sound of hitting the cage.
Three houses.
The extremely quick response of this army and the presence of so many practitioners made Lin Xi feel that there was something very wrong with this army and that it was not an army that performed ordinary military affairs.
After taking a slow and deep breath, he paused and took out several small stones wrapped in cotton cloth. Then he opened his bow and shot these small stones within two breaths.
All ejected.
His fingers dexterously moved the strings of the piano, and when he ejected the stones like arrows, the strings suddenly tightened and released, without making even the slightest sound.
"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"... In the distance, several footsteps-like sounds came faintly.
Except for the first footsteps, which were made deliberately by Lin Xi to lure Da Mang practitioners to the trap he had set, the next two "footsteps" were all made with superb archery skills.
After shooting these stones, Lin Xi tapped her toes in the shadows. She was like a piece of paper, moving quickly against a wall. She quickly passed through a narrow alley and arrived at the back wall of the inn.
Just a moment before several patrol sergeants walked out of a corner, Lin Xi dug her fingers into the cracks in the uneven stone wall of the inn. With a little effort, she was like a gecko and reached the second floor.
In the shadow under the eaves.
The Da Mang patrol sergeants did not find anything unusual and continued to circle forward. Lin Xi silently completed the movement of climbing up the eaves of the building, and quickly climbed to a window that could see the scene in the hall.
Through the gap between the loose wooden lattice windows, Lin Xi saw a prison van made of black and red metal parked in the lobby of the inn.
But just after taking a clear look at the scene in the prison car, Lin Xi's body stiffened slightly, her breathing stopped, and her pupils could not help but shrink.
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The furious red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain destroyed houses and moved forward.
The two Da Mang cultivators behind him quickly walked through the ruins behind him with great tacit understanding.
From the bloody smell along the way, the two Damang army practitioners knew that the sneaking assassin had laid some traps and had successfully injured the Purgatory Mountain envoy in front who was stronger than them. Under such circumstances
, it is naturally the safest to walk along these ruins of destruction.
Nearly a thousand Da Mang sergeants have completed the roundabout and surrounded the place where the sound was made for several miles. The red-robed messenger from Purgatory Mountain rushed to the place where the last sound was made. However, under his furious search and the army also began a destructive search.
, the opponent seemed to have completely disappeared from the air.
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(The next chapter, Chapter 3, will be later in the evening and will have more words than this chapter)
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