Under the gaze of everyone, the "One Yuan Patriarch" started to fight with each other, almost wanting to leave first.

But after sensing the vicious gaze of Ma Captou next to him, "Yiyuan Patriarch" knew clearly that if he just turned around and ran away, Ma Captou would definitely stab him in the back! Then he would blame everything on him.

Anyway, no one here can make the dead speak.

There is no other way, now I can only bet on which senior master can't see his little trick and is teasing him here.

"Hey! Look at the sword!"

Patriarch Yiyuan didn't even dare to curse at the beginning. He only dared to wield the wooden sword that he had put down and danced next to the altar. The wooden sword cut through the air and mobilized some spiritual power in the air. It seemed that he was preparing for the big event.

trick.

Precia on the side saw this and lowered her voice of illusion a little, preparing to see what the practice of magic in this world was like.

A minute passed, and the "One Yuan Patriarch" was still dancing there. The people below seemed to feel that something was wrong. Why did this master dare not provoke the new monsters that appeared? Besides, the new monsters kept buzzing.

There was no other movement.

It's like a drama.

'No! We can't go on like this! We're going to be gang-banged soon!'

‘I have to find a way to choose the lesser of the two powers, and pick the weak one. I’m sorry, old horse! If you die, I will burn paper money for you!’

Fire Curse-Burn!

The mana on the wooden sword began to flow rapidly, and with a bang, blazing flames directly attached to the wooden sword.

"One Yuan Patriarch" was holding a wooden sword, his face was pale, and he swung it hard towards Ma Baotou. A crescent sword energy composed of substantial flames slashed at Ma Baotou, and he immediately jumped off the stage and headed towards the counterattack.

Run in the direction.

‘Why are they suddenly fighting among themselves?’ Precia maintained the magic circle in the sky, her head filled with question marks.

She has lived for more than fifty years and has never seen this development before!

"Bold!" Ma Captou quickly drew out his sword and split the flames with one blow. "I don't think you are a master at all! How dare you pretend to deceive me in front of me? You are simply seeking death!"

At this moment, Ma Baotou's acting skills are so real. When people look at it, the first thing they feel is that he is the one who was deceived.

In fact, Ma Captou himself is also confused now. He doesn't understand why a guy who has worked with him several times suddenly turned against him. However, he knows that he must continue to act. If everything is exposed, then he will definitely be confused here.

If he can't go on anymore, those big investors who have been deceived will definitely join forces to bury him.

At the same time, Ma Captou couldn't catch the liar back. After working together a few times, he got to know the other party a little bit. At the end of the day, he could say everything and just walked away. You solved the illusion for me!

The "One Yuan Patriarch" is too lazy to stop and catch his head. People who can't read the eyes will not be saved!

But just as he was about to run out of the square, a force suddenly acted on his clothes and lifted him up.

Precia used the hands of the mage to pick up the liar and threw him directly into the square.

Seeing that he was forced to come back, Ma Captou also felt that something was wrong and did not dare to say any harsh words. The situation turned out to be a bit awkward for a while.

Phew! "One Yuan Patriarch" knelt down directly, with runny nose and tears, "I don't know which senior is here, the mastermind of this matter is Ma Baolan, I was forced!"

Ma Catou was frightened and slashed at the "One Yuan Patriarch" who was kneeling on the ground.

Arcane Impact!

The impact hit the knife body. Under the influence of the huge force, the waist knife flew directly out of Ma Catou's hand and was inserted into the soil next to it.

Plop! After losing his waist knife, Ma Captou's reaction was very fast. Without saying a word, he knelt down and shouted into the air in front of him, "Senior, don't listen to this liar's lies to deceive the public! I was blackmailed by him!"

All the money is here, I haven’t touched a penny!”

Ma Tou took out all the money he had defrauded from the merchants and people and put it on the ground, and then followed the "Yiyuan Patriarch" and started to smoke on the ground.

It clicks, just like a symphony.

Both wolves exposed themselves. No matter how stupid the villagers below were, they knew what was going on, but they were afraid of the seniors who didn't know where they were, so they just surrounded the two people.

Activate the rope!

With a gentle touch of Precia's hand, two thick ropes lying on the roadside were like snakes, winding around the two people and tying them up.

The scene was silent for a few seconds. The shopkeeper of Buzhuang looked around and realized that he couldn't just remain in a stalemate. He took a breath, gained courage, and walked out.

"Dear fellow villagers, the seniors tied up these two people and naturally asked us to send them to the officials." The shopkeeper exuded the temperament of a leader, "As for money..."

The shopkeeper's eyes swept across the faces of the people below. Everyone knew what the magistrate of this place was. It would be great if they could hand over the money and wait for it to be returned, and half of it would be returned.

"How about I return the amulet now, one or two, and the merchant will consider it after the amulet is returned?"

As the first person to dare to stand up and take responsibility, the shopkeeper still has some prestige, and there is no problem with the distribution method, so naturally no one refutes.

After dealing with the two liars, Precia turned around to say something, but found that the widow behind her had taken her child and hid early, perhaps because she was afraid that Precia would be found out and implicate them.

Looking around, behind the box next to him, the child stretched out his hand and waved vigorously at Precia who turned around, and then was pulled back.

Precia smiled, put on the hat she had prepared, picked up the package, and walked towards the town gate.

"Lao Luo, follow her." In the restaurant, Zhuge Wolong looked at Precia who was leaving and said.

"Sir, are you sure it's really her? She doesn't look like..." Luo Xiang held up his hand and wanted Zhuge Wolong to take back his life.

"It's her. Heaven has shown that there will be no mistake." Zhuge Wolong interrupted his subordinate's speech.

Luo Xiang became entangled and left by himself. Zhuge Wolong would have no bodyguards. It would be very troublesome if the pursuers arrived!

Zhuge Wolong turned his head and looked at Luo Xiang quietly. He had no choice, an order was an order, so Luo Xiang had no choice but to accept the order.

One jumped out of the window and moved quickly between the rooftops.

Xia Hou, who had been watching the show in the tavern, suddenly looked up and said, 'He is a master!'

After confirming this, Xiahou grabbed the sword beside the table and chased after him.

Zhuge Wolong frowned, counted one or two with his fingers, shook his head, supported the table and chair with his palms, and moved back.

With this movement, his legs were exposed. The leg bones had been completely broken, and the wounds were still carved with indiscernible black patterns. These were all the sufferings he suffered in prison.

Luo Xiang, who was the first to set off, quickly spotted Xia Hou behind him, because the other party had no intention of covering up at all. After estimating the distance between the two parties, he turned around and stopped.

"Tiebi Luo Xiang?" Xiahou drew out his sword and walked forward step by step.

Glancing at the sword, Luo Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, "I'm not a swordsman."

"I know." Xia Hou held a sword flower, "There is still Yan Chixia who is a hidden swordsman, so it is time to find other masters."

'Unfortunately, if you encounter this brown candy, if you don't deal with him, you will definitely be discovered!'

Luo Xiang thought and rushed towards Xiahou to get the upper hand!

"Hahahaha! Good luck!" Xia Hou felt the blood in his body boil.

Five meters away, two stylus pens were drawn from Luo Xiang's cuffs, 8864th Road Judge's Life-Destroying Pen!

What we pursue is one word, risk!

Xiahou swung his sword and used Qinggong to maintain a certain distance. His sword moves were wide open and closed but not lacking in delicacy at the same time.

The shadows drawn by the pen tip in the air were all blocked by the sword.

When the attack failed, Luo Xiang collected his energy, defended with one stylus, and continued to attack with the other.

"That's it? This is the Judge's Pen? Let's rename it the Little Ghost Pen!" Xia Hou mocked crazily. Luo Xiang was not strong enough, so it was time for him to launch an attack.

Luo Xiang has a hard time saying that Xia Hou is indeed the second swordsman in the world, and his distance control is really good. Every time he fights, as long as Luo Xiang doesn't move, there will be only one consequence.

The Judge's Pen could make a hole in Xiahou's body, but Luo Xiang's hand might have to be chopped off.

In the distance, Precia was hiding in the forest, watching the fight behind her.

To be honest, she doesn't want to get involved, they are all following her, they are not good people!

But who put a green 400 on Luo Xiang's head? If this person was killed by Xia Hou, Precia didn't know how many years and months it would take for her to regain one percent of the balance.

"I'll take your hands!" Xia Hou shouted, the sword in his hand cut a curtain of light in the air, and he cut off a judge's pen with consecutive moves.

Luo Xiang's face didn't change, and he directly attacked with his other hand, 'Leave my hand? Let's see if you have this ability!'

Just when the battle was at its most intense, a fireball flew into the two men's field of vision from a distance.

In an instant, the two separated in a tacit understanding and retreated for more than ten meters at the same time.

The fireball exploded in the middle, kicking up cracked soil and dust, and violent flames dispersed to both sides.

After using the fireball technique to separate Luo Xiang and Xiahou, Precia turned around and left. She had done everything she had to do. If Luo Xiang wanted to die again, she had no time to help. The worst thing she could do was kill or capture more scarlet letter monsters in the future. She would find a way

offset the impact.

"Who is it! Who dares to make a sneak attack!" Xia Hou released several sword energy to protect himself and shouted at the same time.

When the smoke dissipated, Xiahou discovered that not only the man who made the sneak attack, but also Luo Xiang was gone.

Frowning and holding the long sword, Xiahou walked to the point where the fireball exploded, picked up the soil, and sniffed it gently. He saw the familiar mental power fluctuations that he had smelled not long ago.

'That hidden monk in the town? Why are you here? Is the stylus chasing her? Why is she helping me again?'

After thinking about it for a while, Xiahou gave up the idea of ​​looking for Luo Xiang. He wanted to be the best swordsman in the world or even the best warrior in the world, but he never wanted to let go of the first monk.

The community of monks was in too deep a water, and he didn't want to mess with it. It would be too much trouble.
To be continued...