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The territory of the Divine Sword, outside a dark cell!

The two jailers were very careful in guarding the cell, their eyes full of excitement.

"Brother, now we are going to make great contributions!" the short prisoner said excitedly.

"Yes, this Li Si was sealed from cultivation, and his mouth was so hard that he was tortured and dying, and he refused to say a word!" The tall jailer nodded.

"More than that, in order to pry out words from him, I don't know how many methods have been used. Li Si is the stone in the pit, smelly and hard, his whole body is injured, and his face is also bloody and bloody. He almost pulled his tongue to death. Now he is speechless!" The short prisoner sighed.

"Even Zhen Xiong, the owner of the manor, gave up hope. He never thought that we would have the opportunity to make contributions!" The tall man nodded.

"Li Si was dying and was finally willing to ask for help. When the second brother got his confession book inside, we would immediately see the owner of the manor. However, before this, we must not let others know, otherwise we will have much less credit!" said the short man.

"No, but Li Si is also weird. He is so injured that he actually has to write down the confession. Can he write it?"

"There is nothing to do. After pulling out the tongue last time, I couldn't speak clearly!"

The two were excited.

But inside the closed noisy house, there is a different scene.

Li Si, with disheveled hair, was covered in wounds, and his face was marked by countless marks.

On the ground in front of him, there was a piece of rice paper, written by Li Si's pen.

"call!"

But after finishing the pen, a large number of armored soldiers suddenly rushed out of the paper.

The soldiers seemed to have made things happen out of nothing, and rushed straight to the prison guards beside them.

"Ah, not good! The legendary 'Writing the pen shows the atmosphere'?" The jailer suddenly screamed.

"boom!"

The prisoner was hit on the wall by the armored soldiers. The soldiers suppressed the prisoner. In a blink of an eye, the prisoner was strangled and could no longer speak.

Li Si stood up with difficulty. A ferocious smile appeared on his bloody face and said, "It is right to be eager to seek merit, but don't you know that I am a student? A literati does not need magic weapons and blades, just a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and I can write thousands of troops. Hahahaha!"

Some of the soldiers who walked out of Li Si's articles trapped the prisoners, while the other part quickly pointed at Li Si's body.

"boom!"

One by one, the soldiers rushed straight to Li Si's body.

Li Si showed pain on his face, but he still endured the soldiers and unsealed the seal for himself.

"Boom!"

A whole stick of incense.

"Click!"

The seal in Li Si's body cracked open.

"call!"

Countless energy quickly floated around, and the energy quickly repaired Li Si's body.

"The seal is finally unblocked!" Li Si said with ferocious eyes.

The Ancestral Immortal's cultivation level quickly replenishes the severely injured body and countless imprints on the face. At this moment, it is also repairing it quickly. The injuries on the whole body can be seen by the naked eye.

On the side, the jailer trapped by the armored soldiers showed horror.

It's a big disaster, it's a big disaster this time!

It took nearly an hour before Li Si made up for his injury.

Li Si looked at the prison guard and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "It's really thanks to you for getting out of trouble this time!"

"Woo woo woo woo woo!" the jailer screamed in horror.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Do you know why I asked you to stay? Because your body shape is very similar to mine. I'm going out, wouldn't I need someone to replace you?" Li Si smiled coldly.

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!" The jailer shook his head in horror.

"I won't kill you for years. It's the greatest gift to you. Humph, it's all your fault that you are too greedy and shouldn't hand the pen, ink, paper and inkstone into my hands, hahaha!" Li Si smiled coldly.

Quickly, Li Si swapped the two's clothes.

"boom!"

When he reached out to his hands, Li Si severely injured a large number of scars on the jailer.

"ah!"

The huge pain made the prison guard faint instantly.

"Discover? Don't wake up if you faint!" Li Si pointed at him.

"boom!"

The jailer's body trembled and there was no sign of waking up again.

Li Si sorted out the surroundings, walked slowly to the door, and knocked on it.

"Second brother, are you okay? You're going to change shifts soon." A shout came from outside the door.

Suddenly, two figures rushed in.

As soon as I came in, I saw Li Si standing in front of me.

"you?"

"boom!"

Li Si, who had recovered his cultivation, instantly killed the two of them. In the meantime, they turned into a pile of powder, and were thrown by Li Si's sleeves and threw them to a flower bed outside.

Li Si walked out of the cell with a swagger.

Not long after, three people walked past the cell again.

"We delayed those three bastards for a while and then ran away. If the serious criminals were asked to escape, no one would think that they would be better!" The other three jailers rushed into the cell cursing.

As soon as I entered the cell, I saw "Li Si" lying on the ground.

The three of them looked disgusted: "Fortunately, this old stubbornness is still there!"

As he said that, the three of them went out to protect him again.

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Dazhen Holy Court vs Divine Sword Villa!

Dazhen was in a fierce momentum this time. Although there was no country sending troops, the ones sent troops were all Dazhen's elite troops.

In the early stage, the army was launched to open up the territory, and in the later stage, a large number of troops were rushed forward and the civil officials rushed to manage.

After taking down the territory of the West Sword, Dazhen's army divided into four groups and headed in four directions.

Yan Chuan led the Terracotta Warriors and Horses to rush straight to the territory of the Divine Sword.

Not long after, he arrived at the territory of the Divine Sword.

I passed by, and there was no obstacle, and Yan Chuan didn't have the time to defeat each city one by one.

Instead, he headed straight to the center and left the Divine Sword Villa.

The closer you get, more and more sword-shaped peaks soar into the sky.

"And!" "And!"……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The dragon roared, and the great power surged into the sky.

Not long after, Dazhen's army arrived outside the Divine Sword Villa.

It was a huge mountain range, surrounded by one hundred and eight giant sword-shaped peaks, rushing straight into the sky.

The most important thing is that there is endless mist around.

The fog stretches for billions of miles. Although the surrounding mountains and rivers can still be seen clearly, it is a bit blurry after all.

Yan Chuan and his army stopped at the entrance of the Divine Sword Villa.

You can clearly see a peak in the center of the Divine Sword Villa, with a huge palace above it, the hall is called the Divine Sword Palace.

Divine Sword Palace Square.

At this moment, there were also figures standing, as if they knew Yan Chuan and his party’s arrival, the Divine Sword Villa was waiting for the battle.

In the villa, countless sword cultivators stared at the 100,000 troops in the distance with bad faces.

Divine Sword Palace Square.

Guiguzi and a white-bearded man, Zhen Xiong, stood in the front.

Behind them, there were powerful people who were soaring to the sky.

"The Holy King, in addition to the Dark Ghost Guzi, Zhen Xiong, and the owner of the Divine Sword Villa, there are nearly fifteen ancestral immortals!" Meng Yi said in a deep voice.

"So what?" said the narrator with a proud look on his face.
To be continued...