"hide?"
"Get out of here!"
A slash of red light.
He held the knife, and the red blood in his body burst out.
The knife was filled with hot inner energy.
Hanging a picture on the bedside is like a heavy blow.
boom!
The scholar in the scroll who had lost his head suddenly turned around, and with a bang, a golden twisting explosion, the headless scholar caught Jin An's sword with his bare hands.
This was supposed to be the scene where the devil turned around.
But his head is gone.
There was only a bare scar left on his neck, and there was no sight of the ferocious ghost looking back with its fierce chirping and violent gaze.
Click!
boom!
The seriously injured scholar who was attacked by Jin An and lost his head failed to catch Jin An's two swords this time, and his arms were blown off.
Failed with empty hands.
As early as half a month ago, Jin An was able to kill three Zhizharen alone. Half a month later, he was only stronger than weak.
"good!"
"Finally no longer hiding one's head and showing one's tail!"
Jin An growled.
Fourteenth level of red blood power!
The fifth level of Black Mountain Kung Inner Qi!
boom!
There was a savage and long hurricane in the room, and the red sword in Jin An's hand, using the strength of his whole body, slashed out as heavy as a thousand stones.
The momentum is astonishing.
Peng!
The scholar, who had lost his head and arms, was so miserable that his body could no longer withstand the invasion of the hot and scalding breath of the sword. His chest was chopped into pieces by the sword's light, and he was turned into a blazing torch and flew out.
puff!
Draw through the back of the paper!
The scroll was torn into two halves with this knife, and the torch scholar was directly knocked out of the scroll by Jin An's knife.
At the same time, the familiar feeling sensed by the avenue came over again.
Jin An feels that this avenue sense is very good.
Can prevent enemies from feigning death.
Be prepared to capsize in the gutter.
Perhaps because this was a paper-tied boat, everyone's Yang energy was suppressed and Yin was rising and Yang was declining, so they all saw the scene in the scroll where the scholar was thrown out of the painting by Jin An's knife.
Suddenly everyone was stunned and stunned.
"ah!"
But with the death of the picture scroll scholar in the Qingshui Gang leader's room, it was as if an evil spirit was released, a fierce ghost came out of the cage, and screams and wailing sounds suddenly sounded on the giant ship.
call!
call!
The wind is blowing!
Click.
Click.
Click.
There were a lot of numbing sounds like fingernail scratching and sounds like something climbing on the wall.
Because Jin An practiced "Black Mountain Kung Fu", his visual ability at night is better than others.
He saw four or five dark shadows climbing on the wall and ceiling above his head in the corridor outside the door. It was only after he got closer that he finally saw them clearly.
These were all scholars who looked exactly the same, but their supposedly handsome faces were as ferocious as evil ghosts, and they were climbing towards them with their hands and feet.
These scholars all rushed out from the rooms of other high-level officials of the Qingshui Gang.
"Well done!"
"Just in time for me to verify the true power of the karma-killing blade in my hand, the Tiger Saber!"
Black shirt!
Elephant devil legs!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jin An's legs shook the ground like wild beasts, one step was several steps away, and he charged forward with long strides.
Bear back!
boom! boom!
The two scholars who came to attack from the ceiling above their heads felt as if they were hit hard by a heavy boulder millstone, and were knocked away several feet away by Jin An at a faster speed than when they came.
Bull Demon Bone Crushing Ax!
A leg whip, as hard as steel, strong enough to break a cow's bones, slammed the other scholar who was attacking from the side heavily into the wall.
Red blood power!
Montenegro is angry!
The veins and blood vessels on Jin An's arms protruded, and his energy and blood boiled. As he moved, the red sword light swept across and slashed at the two scholars in front.
boom!
boom!
Jin An took a step back due to the powerful counterattack, but the two scholars on the opposite side were slashed ten steps away by Jin An's heavy sword.
The murderous blade in Jin An's hand was almost cut into two pieces by the evil spirit.
The abdominal wound was ignited by the red light on the knife.
Evil spirit can suppress evil spirits.
The two scholars, who were originally filled with Yin Qi that was chilling to the bone when they were close to each other, suddenly became greatly weakened.
At this time in Jin'an, the internal organs running through the Immortal Temple of the Five Internal Organs were suppressed like an overwhelming river.
Then he showed a ruthless look, held a tiger sword in his hand, and immediately pursued him.
boom! boom!
with no doubt.
The two scholars couldn't withstand Jin An's two swords, and were cut in half by Jin An's Hu Sha Dao. Finally, they turned into blazing torches and fell to the ground.
It only takes a few breaths.
It burned until only four pools of humanoid ashes were left on the spot.
Jin An instantly killed three scholars. It was only then that the two scholars who had been knocked out by Jin An stabilized their bodies and then attacked again.
But they didn't even touch Jin An's black shirt gas mask.
He became the dead soul of Jin An.
Yin De——
Five hundred!
After half a month of practice, Jin An's strength has increased a lot!
All of the above is a long story, but in fact the life-and-death fight only happens in a short moment.
When Feng Baotou led other government officials to rescue people, they just rushed out of the room and saw Jin An, who was slightly out of breath after the battle, already sheathing his sword.
Except for a few human-shaped burning torches on the ground, in the blazing firelight, it seemed... it seemed... vaguely visible that they were paper-shaped human figures without internal organs and flesh and bones?
In the pitch-black environment, they didn't even see who the enemy was.
Is this...the battle over?
Have those unclean things been wiped out by Mr. Jin An?
Isn't this too fast?
They heard the noise and then rushed out. How much time was lost in the middle. Master Jin An ended the battle so quickly?
They looked at it with eyes wide open.
An expression of disbelief.
"Master Jin An, are you... okay? Are you injured?" Captain Feng looked worried and asked Jin An with concern.
Jin An thanked Feng Baotou for his concern and said I was fine.
Now that he had figured out the mystery of this place, Jin An directly took Feng Baotou and others to search the rooms of the Qingshui Gang's high-level officials one by one.
Sure enough, in every high-rise room, a broken picture scroll was found that had been broken into two parts.
"How is this going?"
"How come these paintings all broke on their own?"
Because Feng Captou and the others had not seen Jin An's previous battle, they still could not understand why these scrolls suddenly broke.
Jin An pondered and then said: "It should be that the painting spirit in the painting has dissipated. These strange paintings that rely on Yin Qi to breed will continue to grow without Yin Qi, so they will self-destruct."
Feng Baotou nodded with some vague understanding.
But next, there is another problem that needs to be solved urgently.
"Those missing people don't know whether they are alive or dead at this time. Is there any way, Mr. Jin An, to find them?" Feng Captou was worried.
Jin An said that for this matter, it seemed that he had to go to the Yamen and invite the old Taoist priest over.
One person needs to be left behind in the yamen to prevent evil spirits that ordinary yamen servants and guards cannot prevent from sneaking into the yamen and hurting officials, so the old Taoist priest did not come with him this time.
As a result, who would have thought that this time the encirclement and suppression of civil society gangs would frequently happen unexpectedly, and none of the Qingshui Gang members would be seen. Instead, they would collectively attack the wall.
Soon...
The old Taoist priest was invited by the crowd.
After hearing the situation, the old Taoist priest walked around the river bank and thought of a way to save people...
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Ps: I’ll see you guys when it’s released on the shelves in half an hour. The pink and tender newbie of 0 books is asking for the first order, crying~
