The sound of "Boss" made me feel excited. I suddenly turned my head, but I saw Dong Zhongming, who was wet and walked out of the water prison by someone.

The water prison is not a good place. Dong Zhongming, who was soaked in it, looked pale and covered in mud. Several blood marks exploded from his clothes. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot. I quickly walked forward, regardless of his stinking smell, pulled his arm and said carelessly: "Are you okay?"

Dong Zhongming shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's all skin injuries, but I can still resist it. I'm soaked in the water for too long. My legs are a little weak."

My breath went in his arm, and after some investigation, I found that it was indeed as he said, and it was nothing serious. So I nodded and asked again, "Where are the others?"

Hearing my words, Dong Zhongming shook his head and smiled bitterly: "After I woke up, I have been staying in the water prison. I don't know the situation. I have seen Xueting at a glance, but she was taken away by the woman in white..."

I frowned and my heart felt bitter after saying this.

I was somewhat disappointed when I found Dong Zhongming alone. However, when I saw his weakness, I was unwilling to say more. I patted his shoulder and ordered: "Be careful, I will cook those guys."

Duda Jiangma escaped, but the guardians in the prison were still huge. Under the leadership of the three red-robed shamans, they were forcing the prisoners back step by step, trying to control the scene.

At the same time, someone surrounded me and set up a formation around me, wanting to take me down through collaboration.

I couldn't help but find it funny to see their attempts. Women who are so powerful in Da Jiangma know that they are not capable of being able to compete, so they run away quickly. These people actually have the courage to control the scene and simply don't take me seriously.

Before the seven or eight people gathered into a formation, I pulled out the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword and rushed into the enemy group.

These people are all powerful people. Compared with the surface world, only the top Taoist sects like Maoshan would have so many masters. They picked them out one by one and all had good skills and gathered together. Naturally, they are extremely powerful.

Otherwise, they would not have confidence and would return to the path of conquest under the leadership of the so-called "God".

But things are always relative. Whether they are powerful or not depends on who they compare with.

Being my opponent is undoubtedly their sorrow.

Crash, break, break, break!

The sword was crisscrossed, and the sword turned into a shadow of the sky. Suddenly, no one could stop them. These jailers who were usually powerful, even under the pressure of Tianbacuo, were able to stand up to save the world.

No one!

My charge broke the formation into pieces, and then I even started killing ruthlessly. If I could take human life, I would take human life. If I couldn't, I would seriously hurt it.

In short, it is to try its best to consume the opponent's limited strength.

Swish!

With a long sword, I broke out of the siege. I buried countless corpses behind me, and countless seriously injured prisoners were wailing in despair.

The wailing sound was more sharp and desperate than the crying sounds that came from the cell before.

The perpetrator felt such fear for the first time.

Dong!

In the end, someone stopped me. It was a red shaman holding a bronze statue. The bronze statue was a half-naked snake woman, but her eyes were inlaid with top-quality jade, with a light like the red-topped eyes of Miluo.

And just as I was blocked, the other two red robe shamans who suppressed many prisoners also surrounded me.

They have such a tacit understanding, and it is obvious that this mutiny will end because of me.

Take me down and everything will be over.

The attack was completed in an instant, and the three of them attacked me from different angles. For a moment, ghosts were shining, strong winds everywhere, dangers came from all directions, making people feel cold all over.

The shaman holding a bronze statue, the bronze statue of the snake girl in his hand, can make people feel unstable, but he is a master with spiritual impact.

The other two, one is a ghost refining, and the ghost spirit is transformed into thousands of ways, which makes people very annoying; the other is a very powerful swordsman, with a bone-clearing knife in his hand, which is elusive and can often appear in the most incredible places, and the angle is strangely circulated to me.

Experts, all masters!

There is no mediocre person, but they are still a little different from the woman in white, and even worse than the Miluo Red Top.

He is skilled and brave, but I am standing at a very high level.

In this case, what I need to consider is not how to resist the attacks of these people, but whom I want to find to make a breakthrough.

In an instant, I chose someone.

It's that ghost cultivator.

Compared with ordinary practitioners, ghost cultivation is the fastest and powerful way of practicing, but the only disadvantage is that I met a guy from Maoshan like me.

I am a Taoist priest from Maoshan. Isn’t I the best at catching ghosts and subduing demons?

Thunder in the palm of Maoshan!

boom!

With a loud bang, the ghosts in the sky suddenly cleared, revealing the guy's extremely terrified ugly face.

Even I didn't expect that my own move would have such an effect.

It seems that after living under the ground for a long time, these people have forgotten that there is actually lightning in the world. They don’t know that the thunder in the palm of Maoshan, which is integrated with the thunder of the nine heavens, is so restrained.

The thunder in the palm of the yang and the turbulent palm collided with all kinds of ghosts, and the latter was instantly destroyed. I took advantage of the moment when the man was lost and threw the blood-drinking cold light sword at him.

That man was a very powerful master. Even if all the ghosts were bombarded by thunder, they could still avoid my thunder attack.

He barely avoided the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword, and the man shouted at me in anger: "You ruined everything about me, I want..."

Before the harsh words were released, the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword turned back from behind and pierced his chest with a sword.

All the words turned into a mouthful of old blood and spewed out.

The breath above the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword was very complicated. After being forced into this, the man died directly and had no words to say.

I will not accompany you above the underworld!

As soon as I stretched out my hand, the cold light sword of blood suddenly returned to my palm sword. I, holding the long sword, rushed up again without hesitation and attacked the other two shamans without mercy.

The Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword is in my hand. Although it is not as good as when the inner demon possesses it, it is like a flying sword, but it is fine with a little twists and turns.

When I stepped forward again, the offense and defense momentum changed instantly.

This time I have absolute initiative.

But even so, those two people are more difficult to deal with than the previous ghost cultivator.

It’s not that they are much better than ghost cultivators, but I am more restrained in the latter, while the former is particularly difficult to cooperate with. I have to be energetic so as not to be fooled by these two guys.

I can't take these two people for a while, so I'm not in a hurry.

In the melee in the crowd, my opponents were other prisoners besides them.

Those people are all powerful players, and they are much more powerful than the other prisoners who have been weak for a long time. Although many prisoners have spontaneously organized and resisted these people, they are still constantly suppressed.

Of course I couldn't indulge in this matter, so while fighting to the death to suppress the two red-robed shamans, I continued to use the Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword to easily take the lives of these people.

Compared to those two tricky red shamans, these people are just some people who sell their first names in my eyes.

My life is in my hands!

After a while, the battle in the prison cell had come to an end. Except for the two red-robed shamans, most of the other prison guards had already lie down on the ground.

Those who died were fine, but all the seriously injured were tortured to death by prisoners who vented their anger.

One report to another, but that's it.

As I became fewer and fewer people, the two red-robed shamans finally began to fear. Just as I was fighting with the bronze statue man, another swordsman turned into a phantom and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

In his heart, the situation is probably hopeless, and the only thing that can save one's life is the most important thing.

Little did he know that the two armies were fighting with the most important momentum. Once his heart was weak, he would force himself into a desperate situation.

As soon as he ran away, a person rushed out of the side immediately and pushed him to the wall.

The one who took action was actually the strong man with a horse face.

He is not dead yet?

The swordsman who was knocked to the ground did not expect that in this cave, besides me, there were people who could threaten him. He had not reacted even though he fell to the ground, and was immediately knocked down by seven or eight people. Then more than four people opened their mouths and bit them towards his neck, ears and lower body.

This hatred made me feel a little creepy.

I was still fighting fiercely with the bronze statue man, but when I heard the tragic cry of my companion, the bronze statue man finally began to calm down.

As soon as his mentality changed, I immediately caught the flaw and took a sword.

Suddenly!

This sword nailed the opponent directly to the wall.

Cough, cough...

The red robe shaman seemed to have blood phlegm in his throat. He mumbled, and finally closed his eyes and died.

After the battle, I pulled out my sword and didn't look at the dead on the ground. Instead, I turned around and asked Ning Cho who was surrounding him and said, "How many people have been saved?"

Ning Chu pointed to more than ten people next to me and said to me: "All of them are here, there are the second batch and the first batch. However, Director Chen, you are the people under you, I only saw Xiao Dong, and no one else saw him. Moreover, Team Leader Huang of the General Administration and Director He of our Bureau are no longer listed..."

My eyes suddenly opened and I asked in disbelief: "What, they are not here?"
Chapter completed!