Martial arts immortality, my practice has experience

Jiming Lane is a quiet and deserted street in Nanquan Lane. Most policemen are reluctant to patrol. Especially at night, when two people walk on the street, they can only feel the wind behind them, which is very creepy.

Even if two people are like this, let alone Chen Pingan alone.

However, he is now in the third level of Qi and blood, with full Qi and blood, and he is brave and courageous. He is not afraid of the night and the weird talk.

This is the confidence brought to him by the martial arts realm!

Chen Pingan wears a knife on his waist, a gong on his shoulder, and walks in Jiming Lane with a lantern in his hand.

Under normal circumstances, there should be two policemen to take care of each other, one holding a lantern and the other holding a gong. If there is any unusual movement, both of them will attack together. If the matter is too difficult and it feels impossible. Then you can ring the gong as a warning and for help.

For ordinary thieves, hearing the gong in the middle of the night, I am afraid that they will lose their courage, let alone resist.

Walking in Jiming Lane, Chen Pingan was in a good mood. He had a good sleep during the day, and practiced with the locust stone before going on duty.

Now, the locust stone experience value on the panel has become 12 points. This accumulation of little by little, the feeling of slowly getting stronger, is really good.

The residential houses on both sides of Jiming Lane are not continuous, but sparse. Walking along, you will pass by a small piece of wasteland. According to the widely circulated words in the Nanquan Lane Zhenfu Division, this Jiming Lane was originally the family cemetery of a large family. Later, the family declined, and it slowly became the current Jiming Lane pattern.

Of course, the time is too long, and it is just a rumor.

The moonlight tonight is a little dim, but with the candlelight in the lantern, Chen Pingan can see the road clearly. From time to time, insects chirped around, and I don’t know where they hid during the day.

Chen Pingan patrolled in high spirits until midnight, and when he was thinking about finding a place to rest, his movements suddenly stopped.

"What's that sound?"

Chen Ping'an's ears moved slightly, as if he heard something.

He is now a martial arts expert, with sharp ears and eyes, so he can hear some sounds that ordinary people can hardly hear. He looked alertly in the direction of the sound.

It was dark in the distance, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Go and have a look!"

Chen Ping'an held a lantern and walked forward following the sound.

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In the middle of the night, if you look down from a high place, you can clearly see the clear distinction between the inner and outer cities. The inner and outer cities are separated by the river bank, and even in the middle of the night, many places in the inner city are still brightly lit. But in the outer city, it is dark and silent, and there are almost no lights.

A corner of Nanquan Lane in the outer city.

At this time, an extremely fierce battle is breaking out. Four figures are fighting each other in the dim moonlight.

Among them, three figures cooperate with each other tacitly and besiege one figure together.

"It was just an unintentional act of Wu. I didn't expect to catch such a big fish."

Under the moonlight, a hunched figure in gray clothes was laughing strangely. As his figure changed, his scarred face could be seen through the dim moonlight.

Wu Haihua, the chief deacon of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!

There were two figures, one fat and one thin, beside him, cooperating with his offensive and constantly exerting pressure on the woman in front of him.

The woman was wearing a black fish scale dress, revealing a cold and beautiful face. At this time, she held a long sword and danced out a series of dazzling sword flowers. Between the changes of sword moves, there was a surge of sword energy.

"If tomorrow, the Zhenfu Division knew that the chief of the South City District had fallen here. I wonder what kind of reaction there would be!? Wu is really curious!"

Wu Haihua was holding two short thorns and was flying wildly, trying to break the woman's defense. Every time the short thorns flew, there was a burst of breath.

Wu Haihua was in a good mood. He thought that he would succeed if he just caught a fish. He never thought that he would catch a big fish. He caught the chief officer of Nancheng District, Mu Wanjun!

Mu Wanjun, the daughter of the Mu family! She broke into the inner energy realm at a young age and took the seal of the chief officer of the Nancheng District Zhenfu Division. If she could be killed, the rewards in the sect would not be small.

Thinking of this, Wu Haihua couldn't help licking his tongue, with a bloodthirsty look on his face.

Although Mu Wanjun had good talent, she was still young after all, and it was so easy for her to fall into their trap. His martial arts cultivation was one level lower than Mu Wanjun, and with the help of two first-class deacons, he was able to take her down.

Mu Wanjun waved her long sword, and the Qiushui swordsmanship was performed by her to perfection. But as she continued to resist, she gradually felt the pressure.

Swish!

Without paying attention, several more cuts appeared on her black-patterned fish-scale clothes. Fortunately, her internal energy burst out in time and she barely parried back.

Mu Wanjun was in a low mood.

She found a black shadow at night, with the symbol of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult on his body. The Ten Thousand Demons Cult must have a conspiracy when it appeared in the county city. She wanted to follow the black shadow in order to find out the base behind the black shadow. But she never thought that she would fall into their trap after tracking it all the way here.

You know, out of confidence in her own strength and in order to avoid alerting the enemy, no one else knew what she was tracking.

I thought it was a sure-fire tracking and slaughter, but I didn't expect that I would encounter the great deacon of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult, Wu Haihua, when I tracked it here.

Wu Haihua, who was perfect in the Qi Sea Realm, was a step above her. There were also two first-class deacons with perfect Qi and Blood around him to assist.

Today, I'm afraid I'm in big trouble!

Whoosh!

Wu Haihua's figure turned into a residual shadow, and the two short thorns spewed out a light of more than a foot, and suddenly burst out to kill Mu Wanjun.

I thought it was a sure hit, but I never thought that Mu Wanjun's sword shadow suddenly changed and performed a mysterious sword move.

Clang!

Wu Haihua's short thorn was actually firmly parried.

However, although Mu Wanjun blocked his moves, she was distracted and one of the first-class deacons seized the opportunity and left a wound on her body.

Mu Wanjun groaned and retreated.

From just now to now, the high-intensity battle has consumed a lot of mind and internal energy. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will be really dangerous.

"Where are the people from the Pacification Department? No one noticed such a big commotion here?"

Mu Wanjun's face was a little ugly.

This should be the area of ​​Nanquan Lane. What is Shen Shikang doing! How does he manage people on weekdays!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Under the moonlight, several figures kept changing, sword shadows were gorgeous, short thorns were flying, and internal energy was bursting.

There were several more holes in Mu Wanjun's fish scale clothes.

"If you continue like this, you will be left here sooner or later! When the internal energy is exhausted, there will be no chance at all!"

A fierce look flashed across Mu Wanjun's face.

"I can only use that trick!"