Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Outside the prison.

The swaying fire light hooked the ghost face that had fallen into the fog again.

Quiet in the fog.

The ghost face girl and the beggar face each other silently across the cell door.

Can a lock and a wooden fence block the ghost-faced man?

Unstoppable.

So at this moment, in addition to those who are about to commit the crime and those who are about to die, are there any third parties who appear in time?

Have.

Just listening to a tumult at the end of the tunnel, a lot of soap-clothed officials suddenly appeared in the mist.

"Hua La La" blocked the crossing and raised his arms to Zhang Nu!

In this design to lure the murderer, although the head Xing was not too concerned, he still sent a team of government servants with a total of twelve people and twelve Jin Slaves to come to help.

Zhang Yi's six people were eager and stood by the door; the servants were lazy, thinking that they were lying in jail if they were perfunctory. If they hadn't listened to the fighting at the door, they were probably still asleep.

This downfall is good, the positive has fallen to the point, but the paddling is blocking the righteousness, and it seems that you will make great achievements!

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

"The temptress! You can catch it before you can!"

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

"put!"

Pause time.

The dense string sound is joined together.

The chaotic arrows are like locusts, and they are coming.

The corridor is narrow, only enough for two people to run side by side, there is no extra space for dodge, and the only way to deal with it is to draw a sword and call an arrow.

But the slave arrow is too fast, too close, and too close, even Li Changan's magical swordsmanship, you must first use the "Yufeng" to scrape the arrow crookedly and slowly before it can handle it.

People in the market often boasted that someone had a superb swordsmanship and that thousands of people on the opposite side became slaves. With just one sword, he could cut off a thousand arrows, and he was unharmed.

What's more, what sword dances cannot be beaten by rain or splashed in... Those should not be called swordsmanship, they should be called spells!

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

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

Boo.

Scattered into a puff of light smoke.

It's actually a phantom again!

"Blindfold!"

The team screamed.

"Where did she hide?"

"Beware of sneak attacks!"

The servants panicked, threw down the bow slaves, and drew out their swords one after another, back to back into a ball, for fear that the ghost-faced girl suddenly appeared in the mist and wiped herself on her neck.

But they are completely passionate about themselves, and Guimianren's target has never been them.

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

The roof suddenly broke through a big hole.

The shattered tiles are like rain and fall in disorder.

The ghost face girl leaned down with a sharp sword, and a bit of cold light took the beggar's heart.

Outside the prison, the government officials were in a mess, where there was no time for rescue; inside the prison, the beggar was so muddled, there was no reaction to dodge at all. With a wooden face, his turbid eyes reflected the grimace and quickly pushed Hanman closer.

They are going to be killed on the spot!

sudden.

A weird little bottle popped out of the rotten straw mat next to it, and shot it towards the ghost face man.

The ghost-mian girl waved her sword to bounce it away, her figure turned, and the point of her sword stabbed at the beggar again.

But it was such a momentary delay.

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

The ghost-faced girl remained silent and speechless, but her wrist flicked, and the cold light scattered into stardust, floating and falling into the prison; and the sword light that protected the beggar also rose sharply, turning into a white python with gleaming scales. Get up and engulf the room full of "stardust"!

Suddenly.

You can only hear "jingle bells", like chaotic beads rolling off a jade plate.

Crisp, melodious and murderous clashes throbbed the room.

After a few breaths.

Seeing that the first opportunity was already declining, the ghost face girl was a little on the "white python", her long skirt suddenly rose in the air, like a butterfly shaking its wings, leading her back lightly and landed in the corner of the prison.

The eyes hidden behind his face cast it over, and saw the white snake-like sword light gathered back and fell into the hands of a young Taoist with short hair, but it was a simple and unpretentious long sword.

His eyes turned slightly, and he passed by the sluggish beggar, and landed on the rotten straw mat that had been opened next to him, where there was a pothole for people to hold in.

At this time, some messy shouts sounded outside the prison. It turned out that the team leader had slowed down, and even beat and scolded his subordinates to wind the slave arrow.

No more delay!

When she turned around, the red skirt floated, and the sword light swept back.

…

"Snapped."

Li Changan slapped a fat mosquito lying on his face to death.

Pulled out another centipede from the sleeve of his shirt.

What a special thing! Where are so many bugs in this broken cell?

While muttering in his heart, he held up his sword to guard against the ghost girl.

He wasn't in a hurry, waiting for the officials to come and round up, it was also a safe, worry-free and effortless choice.

But the other party would never think so.

The ghost-faced girl turned around and turned into four identical people in the blink of an eye.

Three of them took the upper, middle and lower three paths of Taoist priests, and the remaining one rushed to the beggar beside him.

The prison is just that big.

When the opponent's toes moved, the sword's edge came to him in the blink of an eye.

Either save oneself, or save others. There is no third choice at all.

But the Taoist only twitched his nose. He didn't save the beggar. Secondly, he ignored the three sword blades that were attacking the vital point. Instead, he dazzled the empty place next to him carelessly.

"Chang!"

The four blades hit the Taoist priest and the beggar, but the two of them were not seen flying away, but the other party's sword collapsed into a few smoke.

But the foggy place pointed to by the Taoist sword, but there was a sound of golden and iron strikes.

The fog trembles.

Ore.

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

It was still that corner, still speechless, the ghost facing the person's deserted appearance, but the trembling rapier in his hand, violently (harmonious) revealed that the person's heart might not be as calm as the appearance.

…

Knowing that the murderer had a strange technique a long time ago, how could Li Changan be unprepared?

Xing Tautou had already made it clear that this murderer was not only highly skilled, but also good at blindfolding, and was able to escape through the fog. The last time the government set up a heavy-armed ambush, she relied on such a strange technique to sneak into the crowd to kill the target, and then escaped calmly.

How to deal with the other two groups of people, Li Changan hiding in the cave is not clear, but his own way is to throw out the small bottle earlier.

It's not a rare object either.

Before leaving, I found a fragrance-free toilet water on the Internet to prevent mosquitoes in the wilderness.

To ordinary people, the smell is thin and almost nothing; but under Chonglongyu... Taoist chuckled, turned and pushed up towards another empty corner.

…

Purely speaking of swordsmanship, for Li Changan, the ghost face girl is not difficult to deal with.

However, his body skills are very difficult. They are like ghosts in the fog and fish in the water. They come and go and are unpredictable. They are fast and completely violate the laws of physics. The Taoist speculates that it should be a combination of certain spells. .

If they confront each other in an open place, the two will still be entangled, but now they are in a narrow and cramped prison... Li Changan's mind changed, and the sword power changed from fast, accurate, and coincidental to a big opening. , The weight of the long sword in his hand bullies the lightness of the opponent's dagger.

The ghost-faced girl didn't dare to fight hard, she only made her body faster and more ghostly, and the sword in her hand seemed to be scattered into the mist, mixed with dots of sharpness covering the whole body of the Taoist priest.

Li Changan didn't rush, and instead held swords in both hands, smashing the swords one by one.

If a layman sees it, I am afraid that it is Li Changan who is awkwardly handling the sword and is tired of coping under the mad attack of the ghost girl; but when the layman sees it, it is the Taoist priest who is gradually trapping the ghost girl in the corner. between.

"If there is no accident, you can take her down within ten strokes."

Li Changan thought secretly.

But can this ghost face girl really be so easy to win it?

The Taoist priest habitually scanned the surroundings with the corner of his eye, and just one glance made him almost scold his mother.

But seeing that the gang of servants had already reworked, they just shrank out of the prison, but aimed all their slave arrows into the room, as if to save trouble, and gave the two in the fight a pot.

Immeasurable Tianzun! You know that the errand's eyes are the darkest!

Li Changan hurriedly forced the ghost-faced girl back with a sword, and drew back to the beggar's side. The ghost-faced girl was also very cunning.

The human body is erratic, and the Taoist priests can't help her, and can only hear it.

"put!"

Random arrows are like rain, splattered.

Fortunately, Li Changan has also freed up a hand and made a decision, then press down.

"The wind is coming!"

In an instant.

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

When the twelve slaves were swept away, and then they did not stop, laughing wildly, hovering, and with a crash, they turned into huge waves, mixed with rubble, dust, and mosquitoes, and swept in all directions.

After a while.

Taoist priests put away the strong wind, and saw the fog in the prison swept away, showing that the beams of the house were crumbling, and the surrounding area was in chaos. The gang of government officials were even caught in the wind by Li Changan, who was in a rage, turned upside down for several rounds, and they were piled up in the corner groaning miserably.

He reviewed the prison again.

Seeing the prison door open, where is the figure of the ghost-faced girl?