Outside the prison hall.

The breeze was solemn and killed everyone who came to the prison guard tonight was looking at the prison guard hall.

There was a man sitting cross-legged as a mountain, his sword stuck in the ground, and his man sat cross-legged.

Even as opponents, Xia Wuyou and Xia Wudi looked at them with some admiration.

"You really don't help?" Xia Wudi turned his head and looked at Xia Wuyou, and spoke lightly.

"You won't help?"

Xia Wuyou turned his head and looked at Xia Wudi, which was meaningful.

"If he doesn't do it, I will save them." Xia Wudi looked at him without shyness.

"Zongzheng Temple doesn't want to save it, but I can still arrange it for the top master of Zhuanghe. Without him, there will be much less fun in life." Xia Wuyou also said.

Xia Wudi had no surprise on his face, as if he had expected Xia Wuyou to be like this.

"I didn't disappoint." Xia Wudi said, turned to look at the prison hall, with a slight look on his face.

Xia Wuyou was the same. Looking at Chen Zheng in front of the Prison Hall, He An could vaguely see in the Prison Hall sitting as steady as Mount Tai, without any panic at all.

Xia Wuyou's words did not cause Huang Zhen's abnormality, and his expression was as normal. Obviously, he had known Xia Wuyou's decision for a long time. He looked at the two of them silently, and was invisible at this time.

But as soon as Mu Tian spoke, the whole atmosphere changed.

"That's right, I haven't beat him once, how could he die? At least he saved him and win once." Mu Tian obviously still had the same recipe.

In one sentence, Xia Wuyou and Xia Wudi's mouth twitched a little.

Simply put, Mu Tian’s defense-breaking ability is still at the top.

This is the case, but when it comes to it, the taste changes.

For a moment, the entire small area fell into silence.

"Here you come."

But as Xia Wudi suddenly spoke, Xia Wuyou's eyes slightly sternly, and he instantly looked at the front of the Prison Hall.

Chen Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the violent aura in his eyes made Xia Wudi stunned. As the commander of the Zhenbei Army, he has experienced a long battle formation, but it is rare for someone like Chen Zheng to have a murderous aura.

A deep shout exploded in his ears.

"kill...."

Chen Zheng opened his eyes and watched several figures in black appear. He instantly punched out, as if it was like the heaven and earth, the man in black who had just appeared, Zhuanghe Seventh Grade.

However, when Chen Zheng's sudden lightning fist collided, the seventh-grade Zhuanghe who was already a master in the outside world turned into a blood mist in an instant.

Directly, Chen Zheng punched him into a scumbag.

A blood mist is more like a secret code.

Several figures appeared, and emerged from all directions from around the Prison Sect, with only one purpose, that is, the Prison Sect Hall.

He didn't say a word, cooperated very well, and obviously trained well.

However, the resentment in Chen Zheng's eyes remained motionless, and heavier than the other punch. In a moment, the first dozen black shadows were all shocked.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly appeared from the darkness. Chen Zheng looked solemn, feeling the other party's breath. He instantly understood that the blood-melting realm was coming.

He was not afraid of Zhuanghe Realm, and he was not afraid of half a step of blood melting, but the first-rate blood melting in front of him forced Chen Zheng to be careful.

"kill."

Be careful and cautious, Chen Zheng was not afraid at all. A hazy light appeared on his fist, and he was able to do his best to achieve his true intention.

The fist comes out, the world.

Collided with the sudden appearance of a sword light.

The collision between the fist and the sword light formed a terrible wave of light, followed by a violent sound, and the aftermath spread out.

boom...

Chen Zheng also spitted blood and took a few steps back.

But Chen Zheng, who was retreating, watched some men in black want to take the opportunity to break into the prison hall.

Regardless of his retreating figure, he forced a force to twist and punched several times. In an instant, several waves flew into the air. The man in black who wanted to enter the prison hall landed on the ground without any chance.

However, another sword light made a very deep

The hole appeared on Chen Zheng.

Before Chen Zheng could punch, the man in black in the blood-melting realm, who was led, stepped back instantly and looked at Chen Zheng vigilantly, obviously guarding against Chen Zheng's counterattack.

But Chen Zheng didn't move at all. He took out a pill, crushed it, and pressed it on his injured arm.

Then, Chen Zheng looked at the man in black, not only without any negative changes in his expression, but instead looked at the man in black, with his mouth slightly raised, his tongue stretched out, his hand raised, and a touch of his mouth.

The blood on his hands instantly decreased a lot, but Chen Zheng licked it with a smile.

Chen Zheng had a slight understanding of his eyes and his whole body changed.

It turns out that the patriarch wants to awaken his wildness, the true meaning of power, if there is no wildness, how can he achieve enlightenment...

“Come again…”

Chen Zheng was as crazy as he was injured and grinned.

Since he came out of the Dead Domain and became a true teaching.

He has been in peace, and now, the smell of blood makes him feel like he has returned to the day of licking blood at the tip of a knife.

This is the experience he relied on to grow into the true teachings of the Yuanjian Sect.

Fighting bloody battles and swearing to never retreat.

He was rampant for half a lifetime, but his essence was still rampant. The patriarch did not want to see him restrain his rampantness, but wanted to be his true self.

Chen Zheng looked like this, even his opponent was a little scared, and Chen Zheng was a little scary.

It’s not that Chen Zheng’s actions are very evil, but that look of death.

However, with the first-class blood-melting assassin waved his hand, and instantly several figures rushed towards the prison hall, and he waited for an opportunity to move.

Just like a poisonous snake, if you miss a single blow, you will definitely retreat.

Chen Zheng, who wanted to defend the person to break into the prison hall, added a lot of new injuries, and the depths were different. He was obviously not the kind of person who was waiting to die. As the first-class black-clothed assassin appeared again in the blood, a cold light appeared on the sword.

Chen Zheng suddenly rose up and instantly killed several men in black who wanted to break into the prison hall.

"not good."

The man in black, who was the first-class thawing blood, looked at Chen Zheng instead of retreating but advancing, and instantly realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Chen Zheng almost hit his long sword, but for a moment, his figure flashed slightly, and the long sword penetrated his shoulders straight.

The man in black who was first-class in blood was also hit on the shoulder by Chen Zheng's heavy punch. The strength and true meaning were wrapped around his inner energy and passed through his body. If the man in black had not reacted in time, the punch would have fallen on his heart.

But even so, he would not feel good.

Chen Zheng didn't chase after one blow.

He just looked at the man in black who was silently repelling his sword and laughed wildly.

"The blood-thawed rats who rely on the pile of medicines will not dare to go up without a sword. I will give you back... again..." Chen Zheng's expression remained unchanged. He pulled out the long sword inserted on his shoulder, and swung it directly to the feet of the man in black.

The rampantness on Chen Zheng's face made the man in black look down and silently look at the sword on the ground.

Feeling the strong shoulders and true intentions constantly soaking myself, under the mask, my face looked very ugly.

Since he achieved blood thawing, he has never encountered such a difficult Nine-grade Zhuanghe. The rampant face made him silent.

I have to say that his heart was afraid.

The man in black who was the first-class thawing blood stopped moving forward, and the other men in black were the same. They were holding weapons and looking at Chen Zheng, who was covered in blood, and was like a demon king. Even under the hiding of the night, it was difficult to hide the fear of these people.

"This person... is so cruel."

Xia Wuyou was stunned. He had never seen such a cruel person before.

Xia Wudi was also stunned. At this time, his eyes shone and he looked at Chen Zheng.

He had seen him licking blood at the tip of the knife, but Chen was fighting to the death without taking a step back and was injured and refused to leave anyone else.

He has never seen such a person before.

What a strong belief is this that can create such a loyal person.

If I had this person, why worry about the world?

Xia Wudi muttered in his heart. Chen Zheng's appearance really made him moved. He even decided to do his best to dig out the person in front of him no matter the price.

He cherishes his talent.

Xia Wuyou was feeling emotion, and Xia Wudi made up his mind secretly.

The first-class assassin and the men in black stopped moving forward.

The entire prison guard was silent, and the needles could be heard, and he fell into strange peace.

At this time, the footsteps were clearly heard.

A figure appeared from the prison hall.

He An watched Chen Zheng take a sword, and he couldn't sit still, so he got up and stepped out of the prison hall.

Step by step, what is the way to prepare for the momentum, walked down the steps, walked to Chen Zheng, and glanced at the blood-filled shoulders.

"Next, leave it to me."

He An said lightly without any rejection, turned to look at the man in black.
Chapter completed!