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Chapter Twelve The Sword Comes

Mo Leng's words are simple and neat and straightforward.

However, Su Bai, who was standing beside him, almost vomited a mouthful of blood in depression. He looked like an invincible sword god, but now you told me to escape?

However, Su Bai could not think too much, and he felt that his shoulder was grabbed by force and his whole body floated back in an instant.

The Constable Wang, who was standing beside him, did not hesitate at all. A kite turned over and retreated instantly. The speed was so fast that Mo Leng on the side was a little surprised.

He maintained his human form and only exposed his demonic energy when he took action. This was a transformation of a giant demon. The king's mind felt like a mirror.

Without even looking at Su Bai and Mo Leng, the speed was getting faster and faster. With just a few leaps, they threw Su Bai and Mo Leng far away.

"Escape? Can you escape?"

The scarred man laughed a few times, and his feet exerted force again, and a dull and light sound came from him.

But the whole person suddenly soared into the air and rushed towards Su Bai.

"Zheng..."

With a sound of sword, Su Bai felt his body soaring into the air in an instant, and a force was pushing him, rolling towards the distance.

Su Bai knew that Mo Leng threw him out with all his might.

The light from the corner of his eyes swept towards Mo Leng, but he only saw a blue sword light, which was like a crescent moon passing through the sky.

"boom……"

A roar came from the air, and Mo Leng's body stepped straight into the ground. His whole body seemed to be pushed by a huge force, plowing two traces on the ground, more than ten meters away.

"puff……"

The moment he stopped his figure, Mo Leng opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His legs became weak and his body almost fell to the ground, but the long sword in his hand supported his body in time.

There was still no expression on his face, but it was as pale as paper, and he was breathing slightly.

Seeing this, Su Bai looked extremely depressed and felt that the gap was too big. He was so arrogant and defeated so simply?

"Go! Don't worry about me!"

Mo Leng glanced at Su Bai, his voice as cold as ever, but the sword in his hand was tightly grasped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Scar's face tightly.

But Mo Leng's heart began to sink. When was a transformed monster hidden outside the county town?

With his strength at the sixth level of Qi training at this moment, even a sword cultivator is not enough to see it!

If it were normal, he would have fled long ago, but now he has the will of a master, so he must not ignore Su Bai.

The sword art cultivates the mind, move forward bravely, rather than bend, just fight.

Looking at the injured Mo Leng, Su Bai hesitated slightly and directly raised his foot and ran away.

He knew that he was a burden at this moment.

Under the threat of death, Su Bai seemed to be unable to feel the heaviness of his legs at all, and ran with all his strength.

At the same time, he cursed Mr. Zhao in his heart, but actually colluded with monsters.

When you look back, you must report to the county magistrate!

Just as he ran out thirty meters, Su Bai saw Captain Wang who had originally escaped, running towards the place in a mess. There was a figure behind him, and he was approaching leisurely.

"Someone actually blocked the way?"

Su Bai was shocked. This was obviously not an ordinary robber. It seemed that he might have come to him.

"boom……"

At this moment, the air behind him suddenly roared again, and Mo Leng's body rolled in the air and smashed towards him.

"careful!"

Captain Wang shouted, and his body jumped and appeared beside Su Bai. He raised his hand to catch Mo Leng, but his whole body seemed to have been severely damaged and hemorrhaged his mouth and nose.

Even the body was uncontrollably backed several steps, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step.

Mo Leng's face was flushed, and his hands holding the sword were trembling slightly. He looked at Su Bai and Captain Wang beside him, sighed slightly in his heart, stood up again, supported the sword on the ground, and looked at the scar face solemnly.

"Why don't you escape?"

Scar's face chuckled, his feet kept on. When he felt Mo Leng's fighting spirit, even when his aura became stronger and stronger, his brows frowned slightly and said with a hint of disgust: "Sword Cultivator is trouble!"

The sword cultivator also cultivates his mind. The stronger the will, the stronger the strength, and he can be said to be more courageous in the battle, and even more capable of killing the enemy.

This is also the reason why many people hate sword cultivators.

"Well, let's kill you first!"

Scarface's expression became so serious that he opened his mouth and took a breath, then yelled: "Roar..."

The void exploded, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and hundreds of beasts knelt down.

The next moment, Scarface went into the air again and rushed towards Mo Leng.

And in Su Bai's eyes, he seemed to see a colorful tiger, and rushed towards him fiercely.

Before the person arrived, violent murderous intent swept over, like the twelfth lunar month of ice, making people fall into an ice cave.

"Zheng..."

The long sword in Mo Leng's hand roared, and a rich green light burst out from it again.

The next moment, I saw Mo Leng turn his wrist and the green light scattering, like withered petals, rushing towards the vital points of Scarface from all directions.

"boom……"

The air shook, and a huge force pushed Su Bai and the other two backed back, then smashed hard to the ground, splashing a burst of smoke and dust.

"Zheng..."

A sword sound passed over the heads of the three of them, threw it into the distance, and stuck it to the ground, making trembling sounds.

Mo Leng's sword was shaken away!

Seeing this, Constable Wang trembled all over and looked at the scar face not far away with inexplicable fear. His whole face was extremely pale, and his pupils were instantly occupied by despair.

At this moment, Su Bai only felt the pain of the internal organs being displaced, and a smell of blood surged into his mouth.

He has no martial arts skills and is fragile at this moment. He is just the aftermath of the battle, which hurts him.

Mo Leng's face suddenly became darker.

It doesn’t need to say much about what a swordsman means without a sword.

“Tick…”

Just like the sound of raindrops falling, it sounded not far away.

The next moment, Scarface looked at his injured palm and a dull voice sounded: "I am worthy of being a sword cultivator. I am one big difference, and I can actually hurt me!"

"But that's all!"

"Dadada..."

With the sound of Scarface, footsteps sounded, and more than a dozen figures appeared in front of Su Bai and the other two, blocking their way in a fan shape.

"You are here for me?"

Su Bai gasped slightly, his pupils turned red, and although he was afraid inside, his emotions became strange and calmed down at this moment.

His consciousness came to his mind, and he looked at the flames and the few good deeds, and quickly thought about it.

"Haoran righteous?"

As soon as he raised this idea, Su Bai instantly rejected it.

When he was in Sujiazhuang, a lot of good deeds were burned, and the righteous spirit that burst out was only huge and had no substantial lethality.

"Tao Te Ching? No!"

Su Bai rejected it again, and he could remember that the Tao Te Ching was also influenced by novels in his previous life, but he had no idea what was hidden in the Tao Te Ching.

Moreover, the remaining good deeds may not necessarily allow him to recite the Tao Te Ching.

What he needs now is something lethal.

“Buzz…”

The sound of swords in the distance was still ringing, and Su Bai's expression turned cold, as if he had made up his mind in an instant.

As he slowly stood up, Su Bai felt the weakness of his body, but his eyes were clear and transparent. He looked at Scarface and said lightly: "Don't you want me? How about letting them go?"

"Oh……"

Scarface sneered. Since you have taken action, how could you let it go!

This also made Su Bai more sure of his thoughts.

His eyes glanced at Captain Wang. Captain Wang's speed was faster than that of the sword cultivator Mo Leng, and obviously did not look like an ordinary detective.

Instead, I am still trying my best to hide myself.

This is a doubt, but Su Bai can no longer think too much at this moment.

"It seems that I can only take action myself!"

Su Bai's voice was filled with breath, and he seemed to be able to fall at any time.

But Scarface and others who felt Su Bai's condition suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... You little scholar, too, want to take action?"

The words are full of unscrupulous ridicule.

"Scholar? What's wrong with the scholar? Have you eaten your rice?"

Su Bai tilted his head and looked at the murderers. His thoughts moved slightly, and the flames in his mind instantly ignited the remaining Yin De.

The next moment, the voice belonging to Su Bai rang loudly.
Chapter completed!
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