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Chapter 362 Real Murder

The two of them changed their faces, and Han Zhi immediately said, "Go back and notify the master quickly! I'll help!"

"Okay! Be careful!" Xingtong said, then quickly turned around and left.

Han Zhi rushed forward with a arrow and headed towards the alley, and his sharp aura burst out.

Although Situ was also a spiritual master, he had just advanced for a while and was besieged by two spiritual masters and two ninth-level peak monks. He could almost be said to be at a disadvantage. Even if he wanted to escape, he would not find a chance to escape.

In less than a few breaths, several holes were cut by the opponent's sharp blade, and the smell of blood also spread in the alley with the wound. At this moment, he saw an old man attacking with a sword. He felt a sank in his heart, thinking that they had helpers, but unexpectedly, when the old man's voice came, he breathed a little relieved and became anxious.

"I'll help you!"

Han Zhi's voice came out, and the sharp sword in his hand also attacked the two cultivators with ninth level cultivation. In fact, his strength was not as strong as these people, but he could only grit his teeth and fight at the moment.

"You are crazy! These people are above you! I can't beat them, let alone you!" Situ roared, and saw a dagger stabbing Han Zhi behind the back of a spiritual master, and quickly kicked him, forcing the other party to withdraw the attack and retreat.

"Go away! Go and bring reinforcements!" Situ shouted, stretched out his hand and pushed him towards the alley.

"Come on, don't leave."

A figure turned in from the entrance of the alley and kicked Han Zhi back into the alley with one kick. The sword in his hand was placed on Xingtong, who had just wanted to run to carry the reinforcements.

"Star Eye!"

Seeing Xingtong being caught and having a long sword in his neck, Han Zhi's heart sank. Because of this flash of spirit, he was kicked back to the alley and was stabbed on his shoulder. Blood flowed out, and soon soaked his black clothes.

"What you want is me, right? Let them go! I'll follow you!" Situ shouted, blocking his long sword in his hand, staring at the tall and thin man who was turning in from the alley with sharp eyes.

The third-level spiritual master's cultivation was filled with a dangerous aura. The sword he put on Xingtong's neck seemed to be casually mounted, but everyone knew that the spiritual master cultivator could make Xingtong lose his life almost instantly. After all, no matter how fast he was, he could not be faster than the sword he put on Xingtong's neck.

"It's you!" When Situ saw the tall and thin man's face revealed from the darkness, his heart sank slightly.

"Haha, it seems you still remember me."

The tall and thin man looked at Situ Nansheng with less sinister eyes, and he sneered: "I really searched for it without any effort, and I really asked me to wait until you come to Tianlong City."

Xingtong kept paying attention to the person holding the sword on her neck. Seeing that his attention was attracted by Situ, the monks surrounded Han Zhi and Situ. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, she gritted her teeth and took advantage of the two of them talking and turned and flashed out from under his sword. But even so, her neck was still cut by the sharp sword, and blood was flowing.

After escaping under the sword, she ran towards the alley without stopping. However, at this time, the tall and thin man snorted coldly and the sharp sword in his hand flew out.

"careful!"
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