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Chapter 514

When the bandits saw them like this, they burst into laughter: "What are you doing? Of course I'm sending you to a good place!"

"Your wife and children have been waiting for you below for a long time!"

"Brothers, kindness, let's send your family to reunite!"

"Kill them! No one left!" The Scar bandit gave the order.

All the bandits smiled and raised their swords and slashed at the people who were powerless!

Just then—

"Huh!" A violent wind blew.

Most of the torches on the rock walls of the mines suddenly went out, the light became dim, and the shadows covered like a devil.

"What's going on? Where did the wind come from?" The bandits were stunned for a moment, and had not yet reacted.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of muffled sounds suddenly rang.

A bunch of thick smoke exploded out of thin air from the semi-enclosed mines, spreading rapidly, surrounding most of the people.

The thick smoke surged like a tide, spreading along the wooden corridor.

The middle-aged man and the Scar bandits almost didn't react, but they were wrapped in thick white smoke and could not see anything in an instant.

The middle-aged man smelled the strange smell of medicine in the thick smoke and changed his face. He covered his mouth and nose and roared angrily: "There is an enemy."

Not finished speaking.

"Pu!" "Puu!"

A series of muffled sounds came.

Many bandits inhaled smoke unexpectedly, and in the blink of an eye, the medicinal sensation fell softly to the ground.

"The smoke is poisonous!" The Scar bandit's reaction was quite fast. He was already standing with the middle-aged man. When he heard the elder brother's roar, he immediately covered his mouth and nose and held his breath, pulled out the big knife from his waist, and the sound of a muffled sound was muffled.

Roaring:

"Brother, go quickly!"

In fact, there is no need for his reminder.

The middle-aged man didn't even want to care about others. When he found that the situation was wrong, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

In the silence of white smoke, two agile figures penetrated like sharp arrows, one on the left and one on the right.

Zhan Beihan's sharp sword was unsheathed, like a breathing snake light, stabbing at the middle-aged man accurately.

The middle-aged man noticed the evil wind coming from behind him, and instinctively hugged his head and rolled on the spot. The sharp sword slashed across his shoulders, and blood spurted out, splashing into the white mist.

The middle-aged man screamed in pain: "Ah—"

The thick fog rushed into his mouth and nose, and the effect of the medicine began to spread quickly.

The Scar Bandit held his breath, heard his scream, and immediately rushed over with wide eyes: "Brother, you are here."

Not finished speaking.

The man's ghostly figure flashed out, wiping the Scar Bandit's neck with a sword.

"Puchi!" In an instant, blood splattered three feet.

The Scar Bandit stared at the eyes, staggered forward for a few steps, and pressed heavily on the middle-aged man who was about to get up and run away.

The middle-aged man was so pressed that his heart, liver, intestinal and lungs almost squeezed out, and he suddenly screamed again: "Ah!"

"Don't move!" A low, dull and cold voice rang above my head.

The sharp blade pressed against the middle-aged man's neck and dragged him roughly from the ground with one hand.
Chapter completed!