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If we act rashly, we may fall into the trap of the magic gate.

I think it's better to fight steadily and attack the gate of the evil prison sect together. Even if they have any traps, they are nothing to be afraid of. "

"Brother Shen, you are just too careful."

The one-word eyebrow swordsman just said with a malicious smile:

"These days, we are surrounded by the evil prison sect, and even the devil princes of the six prisons cannot escape, and at the same time, not a single bird can fly in. Could it be possible that the people of the evil sect can sneak through from the ground?

It's just a devil of the six prisons, please warm up the wine, and watch me capture him. "

After all, the Yizimei swordsman stepped on his feet, like a flying fairy, and flew towards the gate of the Evil Prison Sect very forcefully, and at the same time, the voice in his mouth spread throughout the entire Evil Prison Sect:

"The Lord of the Six Prisons, I am Zhang Qiushui, the Swordsman of Autumn Water, and I will die quickly if I don't come here!"

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The Swordsman of Qiushui went to the sky to invite him to fight, but Jiang Ping was stunned on the ground.

You must know that on the way he came, he already had a complete and perfect plan on how to kill the Lord of the Six Prisons, including the last line before his death, which was thoroughly polished.

But now...

Jiang Ping fell into silence, and after a while he quietly asked Duan Anping beside him:

"Is this Qiushui swordsman too enthusiastic and proactive?"

Duan Anping had expected it long ago:

"My lord, you may not know that this Qiushui is powerful, and he created the Sad Autumn Sword Code, which is also a strong one among the old masters.

Moreover, this person is obsessed with swords. When he was young, he used swords to challenge all major sword sects, but he won less and lost more, while leaving behind hidden wounds all over his body.

Even if he breaks through to a grand master later and has the baptism of Tianmen power, he can't fully make up for the hidden injuries in his body, and his life span is much lower than that of ordinary grand masters.

He is sixty-eighty this year, and he seems to be prosperous in martial arts, but in fact he has not lived a good life for more than ten years.

Many years ago, he was still looking for a way to prolong his life in the rivers and lakes. Later, he didn't know if he had figured it out, and instead devoted himself to raising his only son.

His son inherited his kendo talent, but he has been stuck at the level of the pinnacle master for ten years.

Hearing that the young master can help people break through the method of the great master, he has long wanted to visit the young master.

It's just that the young master declined all outside visitors on the grounds of physical discomfort, so he never had a chance.

So this time..."

Duan Anping's meaning is already very obvious.

Even Jiang Ping couldn't help laughing.

The emotion guy is just trying to please him, but it's just too hard.

"Hey, sometimes it's an annoyance that people are too good."

Jiang Ping shook his head, not very sorry.

Since he wanted to be the vanguard, he was not forced to go up to the mine.

Duan Anping: "..."

Shen Lang: "..."

Passer-by Grandmaster: "..."

They were not the tried and tested Qiu Daoyu, they showed great incompatibility with Jiang Ping's style, and at the same time began to waver and doubt in their hearts.

It seems that this Inspector Jiang is a little... different from the rumored Inspector Jiang.

Well, billions of points.

at the same time.

Inside the Evil Prison Sect.

Just in the Patriarch Hall, a big hole opened on the ground, and one after another, old devils with deep breaths jumped up one after another.

As a Demonic Dao Sect that is always visited by people looking for revenge, it is reasonable to keep an escape route in the mountain gate.

Even though it was a 45-mile-long tunnel, it directly led to the backyard of an inn in a small town closest to the Evil Hell Sect.

The Six Prison Demon Marquis was on the side, and went up to greet and receive them one by one. His attitude was very gentle, and his face was wrinkled with a smile. He didn't look like an old devil for a long time.

Yin Wuhen stood aside with his arms folded, his face quite smug.

These are all the great masters of the magic way brought by him personally, a total of eight, including him and the six prison devils, it is a full double digits.

With such power, even the Seven Sects of the Zhao Kingdom would dare to break into it.

And the most important point, these great masters were personally assigned to him by Lord Qiye, and among them was the old monster in green robe whom Lord Qiye trusted.

This time, not only did he want to take down the magic weapon and dedicate it to Lord Qiye, but he also wanted to catch the Righteous Path Alliance by surprise, at least to save the lives of two or more great masters, and destroy their prestige severely.

"Six Prisons, we people should not stay for long, otherwise we will be alerted by them.

According to the previous plan, you will force those righteous people to attack your evil prison sect as soon as possible.

We are secretly attacking, and the battle is over! "

Yin Wuhen said the arrangement calmly.

Their plan is simple, but it works.

According to the strength of the righteous people outside the mountain gate at this time, there are no more than seven martial arts masters, as long as they enter the pockets they prepared.

They will join forces to attack one or two of them, cut off part of the strength first, and then use more to attack the small ones to form a circle.

Even if part of them escaped, there were enough victories.

Besides, they might not be able to escape.

Seeing that there are so many supporters, the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons was also very relieved. Hearing this, he nodded repeatedly, thinking that this time it was safe.

But the mere seven great masters dare to attack his Evil Prison Sect?

This time, he wants these people to come and go!

After this battle, his reputation as the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons will surely spread greatly in the world, and he will become the most outstanding successor in the history of the Evil Prison Sect.

I heard that there is still a list of monsters in the world, so he can at least occupy the top ten positions.

Thinking about it, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Demon Lord of Six Prisons.

It's just that the magic soldier is lost, and I feel a little distressed.

But thinking of the magical weapon that can't be eaten by oil and salt, the Demon Lord of the Six Hells made up his mind, and he gave it if he gave it.

If it can't be used by me, it's trash!

"Holy Son, don't worry, this old man will definitely use his acting skills all his life to trick all of them into the trap of the Hell Sect."

The Marquis of the Six Prisons patted his chest and assured.

then……

I only heard a voice coming from the sky above the Patriarch Hall:

"The Lord of the Six Prisons, I am Zhang Qiushui, the swordsman of Qiushui, I will die quickly if I don't come here!"

Lord of the Six Prisons: "..."

Do you want to come so fast?

Yin Wuhen clapped his hands and laughed, "Senior Liu Prison, it's time to test you."

The Lord of the Six Prisons nodded stiffly.

He wiped his face, rushed out of the Patriarch Hall, and flew into the sky:

"Where did the dog barking words come from, don't let me die!"

Before the voice fell, the two had already fought fiercely.

I saw two light clusters in the sky, one white and one yellow, collide one after another, fists and palms meet, swords and palms strike each other, exciting sounds bang bang, and scattered rays of true energy radiate everywhere.

Even the clouds in the sky were torn apart by these two violent momentum fluctuations, revealing a pale background.

Until a loud shout came:

"Sixfold Prison Sealed!"

boom!

I saw a huge palm appearing in the sky above, blocking all directions, and a six-story pagoda was spinning around in the palm, which looked very powerful.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Zhang Qiushui did not expect that the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons would not follow the routine.

Before the fight, he didn't even say a few words of rubbish. How could the storyteller make up a good story in the future, so that he was a majestic swordsman, and his demeanor of killing old devils with swords was a little weaker.

However, considering that his trip was mainly to curry favor with Supervisor Jiang, he brazenly drew his sword and killed him.

"...you dare to act presumptuously in front of me, hey! Sad and lonely autumn!"

The sword in his hand is called Qiuhong, and it is a famous weapon in the sword. It enters the sword with sadness, and leaves the sword with passion.

I saw pieces of withered and yellow fallen leaves appearing out of thin air, rustling down, with a trace of autumn and sadness, which made people feel sad unconsciously.

And in the sadness, there is hidden sword intent.

Surrounded by dead leaves, it turned into a long yellow dragon and blasted directly into the sky.

The big palm print that seemed to seal the sky was directly shattered under this sword, and even the six-fold pagoda turned into a phantom and collapsed.

The withered leaf dragon casts unabated, directly running through the body of the Six Hell Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord of the Six Hells put his palms together, and a bone-white qi mask stood in front of him, but he was also knocked back again and again by this sword.

Until the sword force dissipated, the Demon Lord of Six Prisons couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, a trace of bright red appeared at the corner of his mouth, he still insisted:

"Today, my seat is not in a good state, and if I have the ability, I will fight another day!"

Saying that, without waiting for Zhang Qiushui's consent, he spit out a mouthful of blood, accelerated his figure, and fled into the mountain gate below.

Zhang Qiushui saw that the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons was about to escape, his face showed excitement, he swung his long sword, and the sword energy chased him up.

"Go away, the devil!"

After all, he chased directly.

Chapter 92 The script begins! (Third watch, ask for a monthly pass! 521/[-])

"not good!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, Jiang Ping looked at Shen Lang who spoke with him:

"Master Shen, what's your opinion?"

Shen Lang shook his head and said: "Brother Zhang is confused, these six prison devils have been working as a turtle at the mountain gate for so long, how could they come out to fight because of Brother Zhang's sarcasm?

And it wasn't because I underestimated Brother Zhang, how could the Demon Lord of the Six Hells be a famous old master many years ago, so why was he defeated so easily by Brother Zhang?

Brother Zhang hastily chased after him, it might be bad luck. "

Before Jiang Ping could speak, several other passers-by masters spoke first:

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's rush in together to save Brother Zhang. Even if there are any traps, with the strength of all of us, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Exactly!"

"If we work together, we will be invincible!"

"We can't hesitate anymore. If there is a trap, brother Zhang needs our support now."

But I really don't want to go!

I just engraved the word stable on my forehead just now, you want me to take risks, what is your intention? !

Are you guys stupid for practicing martial arts?

People in their teens are as impulsive as a child.

Facts have proved that even the great masters of martial arts cannot represent how shrewd and intelligent they are, only that they are talented in martial arts.