Terran Guardian

　　 can't beat it.

　　 Then run away.

　　 Compared with his own life, other things are insignificant.

　　 Zhuang Mingyuan did not expect that a small trainee slayer would be an innate warrior.

　　This matter.

　　 completely exceeded his expectations.

　　 even more.

　　 Zhuang Mingyuan was all wondering whether the Swordsman had already noticed something wrong with Lin'an City, and deliberately sent a mysterious slayer slayer, pretending to be a trainee slayer, just to lower their guard.

　　 "It's impossible!"

　　 "In that battle, the town magic divisions all suffered heavy losses, how can they have spare energy, and put a mysterious slayer in a small place like Lin'an city——"

　　 Even at the very beginning, he had certain doubts about whether the Sword Demon Division still had enough energy.

　　 Actually.

　　 Thinking in Zhuang Mingyuan's heart, it is impossible for the Town Demon Division to free his hands at the moment.

therefore.

　　 When sending out the false news, he only wanted to lure a few trainee slayers to come and die.

　　 After all, the apprentice slayers who can come out to complete the assessment task are generally at the level of the first entry Tongmai. The strength is not weak but it is definitely not too strong, just enough to allow the blood soul to be swallowed and promoted.

　　 Look at the rivers and lakes.

　　 In addition to the fact that Zhen Mosi can have a large number of Tongmai martial artists, it is not easy to switch to a general school and want to take out a few Tongmai.

Moreover.

　　Jianghu martial artist, he is evasive about demons and evils, and he doesn't dare to approach easily.

　　 Even if the news of evil spirits in Lin'an City spreads out, those warriors will not be able to come over to kill the evil spirits.

so.

　　 Blood Soul’s hope of promotion even fell on the Sword Demon Division.

However--

　　 Only one apprentice slayer was sent from the Demon Division, which was indeed beyond Zhuang Mingyuan's expectations.

　　 But this also proves from the side that the Sword Demon Division is indeed lacking in power.

　　 Come this way.

　　 Even if a trainee slayer is not enough to promote the blood soul, he can unscrupulously let the blood soul consume more creatures without worrying that the Slayer will immediately send a strong person to suppress it.

　　 only Zhuang Mingyuan counts.

　　 is just a bit wrong.

　　 That is the strength of Shen Changqing.

　　 How could he have imagined that an apprentice slayer would be so powerful.

　　 this moment.

　　 Zhuang Mingyuan didn't have to think about it, but he could understand that the blood soul in Gu Yue Village must have died in the opponent's hands.

　　 an innate warrior.

　　 It’s not a quiet level creepy monster that can be dealt with at all.

　　 Zhuang Ming escaped very simply.

　　 It's just that Shen Changqing noticed his movements early in the morning, and when he fled, he immediately chased him out.

　　 He did not practice light exercises.

　　 After all, a person's energy is limited, and he has to practice pure Yang Gong for a year, and he has to take care of the Seven Killing Knife Technique and Iron Sand Palm. There is no extra time to study the light work.

but.

　　 Even if there is no light work in the body.

　　 With Shen Changqing's current strength, the speed is as fast as a ghost.

　　 The two are fast.

　　 disappeared in the yamen one after another.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The scene fell silent.

　　 A few servants were holding torches and looked at Zhao Fang, who was standing there with a dead face, and Zhang Long's head with dirt on the ground, and they didn't know what to do.

　　 Catch the traitor! ?

　　 But no matter what Zhao Fang said, he was also a court commander, and he and others had served under the opponent's hands for many years.

　　 If you let the other party escape.

　　 They didn't dare to do this either.

　　 In case Shen Changqing comes back and sees that Zhao Fang is gone, he and others are just small servants and cannot bear such guilt.

　　 When they hesitate.

　　 Zhao Fang looked at them and waved his hand calmly: "You go back, don't worry, the officer will wait here for Lord Shen to return."

　　 "Zhao——" Someone opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know how to call it.

　　 "Let's go!"

　　 Zhao Fang waved his hand, turned and walked towards the inner hall.

that moment.

　　He seems to be dozens of years old.

　　 Looking at the vicissitudes of Zhao Fang's lonely back, several people looked complicated, but they didn't say anything.

　　 "Let's go!"

　　 "Go back now--"

soon.

　　 The original lively yamen suddenly became calm.

　　 But the movement just now has attracted the attention of the people around, but because of the curfew, not many people dared to go out without authorization after nightfall.

the other side.

　　 Zhuang Mingyuan and Shen Changqing one after another, are running wildly outside the city.

　　 talks about speed.

　　 Zhuang Mingyuan is indeed fast and powerful.

　　 It's just that Shen Changqing, as an innate warrior, is not slow at all. Except for a certain distance at the beginning, the distance between the two sides is now constantly approaching.

　　 just when the two were less than ten feet apart.

　　 Shen Changqing took a volley with a palm, and the strong palm wind blew like a heat wave, causing the surrounding temperature to rise linearly.

　　 felt the threat behind him.

　　 Zhuang Mingyuan didn't even think about it, so he turned around and slapped it.

　　 boom——

　　 Two palm winds collided in the air, and Zhuang Mingyuan's strength was much weaker, and he was immediately beaten to the ground.

　　 followed.

　　 Shen Changqing slashed out with a long knife and took Zhuang Mingyuan's head straight.

　　 "Don't kill me, I can tell you a secret——" Zhuang Mingyuan exclaimed in horror, the cold light getting closer and closer, and finally fixed on his neck~www.wuxiamtl.com~cold chill.

　　 unspeakable fear arose in Zhuang Mingyuan's heart.

　　 Although he ignores the lives of others, he cherishes his own lives extremely.

Or.

　　 Most of the people who have taken refuge in the evil spirits are extremely cherish their lives.

　　 If it's not life.

　　 They will not take refuge in evil spirits.

　　 Shen Changqing's long knife was firmly placed on the opponent's shoulder, and it was completely close to the neck: "Let's talk, what is the secret, if this lord finds that you are lying to me, it is not as simple as death."

　　 If you want to come, you should have heard of it, the name of the town magic prison.

　　 If a demon like you is imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison, it will be more uncomfortable to end than death. "

　　 Town Demon Prison!

　　 Hearing these three words, Zhuang Mingyuan's face suddenly paled.

　　 How could he have not heard of the name of the Suppression Demon Prison?

　　 That was a key place of the Demon Division. I don't know how many powerful demons were imprisoned there, but they couldn't get out in the end.

　　 According to legend, the town of the magic prison.

　　 is a wicked Jedi.

but.

　　 Although Zhuang Mingyuan is frightened, he is not a stupid person, so he pretends to be calm.

　　 "It's okay to tell you, but you have to swear by the reputation of the Suppressor. After you learn the secret, you must let me go completely, and you must not hurt my life!"

　　 "Are you threatening me?"

　　 "How dare, I'm just fighting for myself a chance to survive."

　　 Looking at Zhuang Mingyuan as if he would rather die than say if he didn't swear, Shen Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

　　 "Well, I swear in the name of the Devil Division, as long as the secrets you say are valuable, then I can completely let you make a living!"