General Martial Artist: I Am An Evil Mandarin In Charge Of Heavenly Prison, Hoang Dung's Waist

"Simon Blowing Snow?"

The leading man in black frowned, as if searching for information about this person in his memory.

"No, no! It's four tones. "

Su Chen is not blind, this real Ximen Chuixue is the top master in the novel.

As for whether there really was such a figure in the Comprehensive Martial Continent, he himself did not know.

If there is, then you can borrow the other party's name fox fake tiger power, if not, you can also hide people's eyes.

Horizontal and vertical do not suffer, why not.

Moreover, this skill is familiar to Su Chen!

As for how to blow, he is a door Qing'er in his heart.

Even if he met the real Ximen Chuixue in the future, he would have a reason to excuse him, after all, these are two completely different skills.

After thinking for a short time, the black-clothed leader still did not find the corresponding answer, and then looked at the subordinates behind him.

Everyone also shook their heads to indicate that they did not know.

Seeing this

, the black-clothed leader held the handle of the knife in his hand, and also held his fist and replied:

"It turns out to be a senior official of Ximen, who has been looking up for a long time!"

"You're welcome! I wonder why you are here tonight? Su Chen quickly cut to the chase.

"I wonder if the girl Zhao Pan'er of the Northern Song Kingdom was detained here by the Ximen officials?"

The black-clothed leader didn't grind, and said straight to the point.

Well? What kind of moth?

This group of people actually did not send for the six major groups.

"Your Excellency is quite well-informed!

Truth be told, Pan'er girl is indeed a guest here in Ben Zuojian.

Su Chen smiled lightly, nodded gently, and readily admitted.

Since the other party has come to the door, there is no need for him to hide it.

The most important thing now is to clarify the identity and purpose of the other party.

Seeing that Su Chen answered cheerfully, the black-clothed leader was also unambiguous, and continued:

"This is so good, then bother the Ximen official to hand over the Pan'er girl!"

Groove!

He actually dared to rob Lao Tzu's deep-sea abalone.

Lao Tzu worked hard to salvage ashore, how can he be robbed by your gang of dog days?

Su Chen said coldly

, "This is the Heavenly Prison of the Criminal Department, Your Excellency is too arrogant, right?"

It was already obvious that these people were definitely not there to save Zhao Paner.

Otherwise, you can first reveal your identity and take official channels to ask for people.

Instead of deliberately hiding looks and identities.

There must be something behind this.

The man in black first snorted coldly, then put the long sword across his chest, and said in a strange manner:

"Toast and don't eat and punish wine, since that's the case, take your head first."

It was useless to say more, and the

black-clad leader stabbed at him with a sword.

"Kill all these jailers for me!"

He shouted and ordered his men to strike together.

Su Chen was also unambiguous, and directly raised his knife horizontally, fighting with the black-clothed leader.

In an instant

, outside the gate of the entire Wan'an Temple, dozens of people fought terribly because of the competition for seafood.

Although it is not clear the identity of the other party, the overall strength it shows is not weak.

Especially the black-clad leader, the most powerful.

Proper six-rank grandmaster realm.

Su Chen was not afraid, and immediately used the Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect his body and use the magic knife technique to fight against it.

The black-clothed leader, who originally looked down on him, instantly felt extremely strong pressure, and both sides fell into a bitter battle.

Under normal circumstances, the third grade against the sixth rank grandmaster has no chance of winning at all.

The black-clothed leader was confident that he could take Su Chen down within half a cup of tea.

But the combat power that Su Chen showed greatly exceeded his expectations, so much so that he was almost cut several times.

After about dozens of rounds of wrestling between the two sides, the Man in Black's side almost firmly gained the upper hand.

The jailers of Wan'an Temple were almost all martial artists of the fifth grade of the Innate Realm, and they were simply unable to resist the strong attack of more than twenty Innate Realm seventh and even eighth grades.

At this point of the battle, almost all of them have fallen to the ground, and at least half of the dead have died.

Seeing the man in black surrounding him, Su Chen took a few steps back, opened a distance of about two zhang from the other party, and then poured all the internal power of the Jiuyang Divine Skill into the black gold knife of the slaughtering city, intending to make a desperate bet.

In an instant

, the surrounding air currents surged wildly, and the wind made a terrible scream like a hundred ghosts walking at night, which was creepy.

The majestic murderous aura centered on Su Chen spread rapidly within a radius of several zhang.

Su Chen took advantage of the situation to jump up, holding the handle of the black gold knife of Tucheng with both hands, the green tendons of his entire arm bulged, and the internal force poured out madly, doubling the blood vessels.

"The third form of the magic knife method, the demon extreme slaughter."

In an instant

, Su Chen's eyes became extremely blood-red, and there were no other distractions in his mind except for the word killing.

At this moment, he was already enchanted.

Slaughtered the seven emotions and six desires, completely lost his mind, and only the killing thought remained.

It is like possessed by the evil emperor, so that any enemy has no chance of survival under this move.

This move is the ultimate killing move that Su Chen can currently use, if it is not for the majestic internal force of the Jiuyang Divine Skill as a support, with his realm, forcibly urging this move, he will inevitably explode and die.

Seeing this, the black-clad leader was frightened.

In his mind, he couldn't believe that there were such frightening exercises in the world.

As the saying goes, dead friends do not die in poverty.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-clothed leader immediately hid behind everyone, and then slapped out his palms and directly pushed out several teammates in front of him to resist Su Chen's domineering attack.

Between the whiskers

, the terrifying scream remembered that before the men in black could see what was going on, they instantly turned into powder and floated between heaven and earth.

Although the black-clad leader escaped by luck with the resistance of his teammates, he was still injured and had to flee in a hurry.

Burst!

Su Chen spat out blood in his mouth and inserted the black gold knife of Slaughter City into the ground to support his body.

After a short break

, the blood in Su Chen's eyes gradually faded, and the whole person regained his senses.

And the black gold knife of Tucheng transformed the anger of dozens of black-clothed men into internal force and fed him back.

It's like carrying a 36F nanny with him, as long as he is hungry, he will have milk at any time.

"Bah! Without measuring his strength, he dared to grab seafood with Lao Tzu.

Su Chen stretched out his right arm, wiping the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the internal force fed by the Black Gold Knife of Slaughter City was repairing the internal injuries he had suffered and helping him improve his cultivation.

Although he was injured, he was still happy.

If nothing else, these people in black came for Zhao Pan'er, and in a sense, Su Chen saved her in disguise.

Thinking of this

, he wiped his blood on his face without hesitation, pretended to be injured, and walked towards the torture room where Zhao Pan'er was.

Su Chen's purpose is very simple

, to invite merit, white a seafood dinner...