Sin City.

In the building on the east side, the shadow of the prison master suddenly rose, his sleeves fluttered, and he got up and walked quickly outside the building.

Long Street.

A faint cold wind hit, and she turned around and glanced in the direction of the Black Dragon Palace, a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Emperor Chu, you are waiting to be buried underground with Sin City!"

That's it.

The prison master's figure flickered, and after a few verticals, he disappeared at the end of the long street of Sin City.

At this time.

The golden-faced Xiaoyu ordered the ghosts and ghosts to lead the controlled Jianghu warriors to the Black Dragon Hall to kill Emperor Chu.

Hundreds of Jianghu warriors were controlled by the Demon Slaying Hell Elixir, and they were completely walking corpses at this time, only obeying the orders of ghosts and ghosts.

Di Renjie, Qiu Feng, Wang Yanzhang, and Li Yuanfang were also among them, and under the leadership of ghosts and ghosts, hundreds of people carried soldiers and marched on the long street.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There was a sound of weapons colliding, and the figures of the four people who were fighting with the Ten Witches on the long street fell in volley.

The long sword dripping blood emitted a piercing red light, and the figures of the ten witches on the ground fell in a pool of blood, and the broken musical instrument was soaked in a sea of blood.

"Long Venerable, the Sin City is constantly killing, but the Demon Slayer Prison Master never shows up, there must be fraud in this!"

Smell.

Chu Feifan fell into deep thought, Leng Yuexi's words were exactly what he was wondering about, and he didn't know what the Demon Slayer Prison Master wanted.

If she really wanted to kill herself, wouldn't she know that the Ten Witches and the Fierce Beast Legion would not be able to fight him at all.

"Zilong, Shixin, Yuexi, the three of you hide, I will go to find the Demon Slayer Prison Master and see what tricks she is playing again."

As soon as the words fell.

There was a sound of footsteps on the corner of the street, and everyone looked sideways, and their eyes stayed on the warriors who came to them.

"Zilong, wait for the three of you to retreat quickly, don't fight with them!"

A loud shout sounded, and Chu Feifan's figure rose in the air, stepped on the sky above the Black Dragon Palace, and turned into an afterimage and disappeared in the dim light.

"Emperor Chu, don't think about escaping!"

"You take them to chase after the three people who left, and the others will kill Emperor Chu with me!"

Sen Han's voice sounded, and the ghost leader quickly divided into two ways, and he led a team of men and horses to chase after Chu Feifan who had fled.

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Chu Feifan jumped off the building, and his figure appeared on the long street behind the Black Dragon Palace, looking around and finding that there was no one, he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

"Little, help me scan the Demon Slayer Prison Master's hiding place immediately!"

"Drip, the system is being scanned"

Moment.

Chu Feifan walked through a few blocks under the prompt sound of Xiao Bei and came to the gate of a palace, and according to the prompt of the system, the Demon Slayer Prison Master was among them.

Just as he stepped into it, hundreds of black shadows fell in the void, and everyone stood with their long swords in their hands, their sharp gazes shooting at Chu Feifan's figure.

"Kill Emperor Chu!"

"Kill!"

The ghost and ghost leader gave an order, and hundreds of people rushed forward with crazy killing shouts, Chu Feifan suddenly turned around, Zhan Lu's sword was unsheathed, and his sharp gaze swept over.

"I want to die, I will fulfill you!"

With a long sword in hand, the killing is fierce, and there is no enemy in the place where it passes.

In an instant.

Facing the ghosts and ghosts and warriors of the rivers and lakes, none of them were all killed under the sword of Zhan Lu.

"Again!"

The sound of rage shook the sky, and everyone rushed towards Chu Feifan again, facing the oncoming ghosts and ghosts and martial artists of the rivers and lakes, his figure hung in the air, and the vast true qi in his body overflowed.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, kill!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong was released, and all the oncoming warriors were shattered under the crazy slaughter of the sword qi.

A bottomless ravine appeared on the long street, and the sound of explosions echoing in the void did not dissipate for a long time.

The ghost leader held his hand on his chest, blood slid down the corners of his mouth, and his gaze stayed on Chu Feifan's back, only to see his figure disappear at the palace gate in front of him.

Entering the palace, he did not hesitate at all, and quickly swept towards the depths of the palace following Xiao Bei's instructions.

"Prison Master, everything is ready to be withdrawn at any time!"

Smell.

The prison master glanced back at the entire palace, and said in a low voice: "This prison master grew up here, and he is finally leaving after twenty years. ”

"Xiaoyu, all the equipment, money and food have been transported?"

"Rest assured, the prison master has already transported all of them out three days ago, and now I am afraid that they have all arrived in the Purple Cloud Empire."

The prison master bowed his head slightly, sneered, and said, "Emperor Chu, farewell!" ”

"Farewell?"

"The prison master is peerless, lonely and gorgeous, I haven't had time to appreciate the beauty of the prison master, your Excellency is leaving like this, isn't it a little too anxious."

A playful voice came, and the prison master followed the sound, his eyes stayed on Chu Feifan's voice, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"How could you be here, hundreds of ghosts and ghosts and Jianghu warriors, you can't break through their siege."

"Why, you were surprised that I was here?"

"I don't care if Your Excellency has created all this, whether it's for the Demon Slayer Hell or for the Lord of the Overlords."

"Since Your Excellency dares to calculate me, then don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

"Why, listen to Emperor Chu's meaning, this is going to fight with the prison master!"

"The cultivation of the top grade of the Martial Emperor realm, I don't know how Emperor Chu came from so confident!"

"The capture of the Chu State is only the first step in the birth of our Demon Slaying Prison, and the entire War Continent will fall into our hands in the near future."

"But it's a pity, Emperor Chu couldn't see it that day!"

Smell.

Chu Feifan's gaze swept over the shadow of the prison master, his eyes flashed with a vigilant gaze, and a low and small voice sounded.

"Han Zhiyun, twenty years old, the peak cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, half-step Martial Venerable!"

"No wonder the tone is so arrogant, the cultivation of the half-step martial artist does have the capital of arrogance."

"But even so, I'm afraid that you won't be able to!"

The true dragon bloodline in Chu Feifan's body opened, and the majestic and vast true qi burst out, and the sword stood on tiptoe, turning into an afterimage and attacking Han Zhiyun.

"The cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm is merely high-grade, why do you need the prison master to make a move, and your subordinates will kill Emperor Chu!"

The golden-faced Xiaoyu's joking voice sounded, the shadow was like a god, the clothes fluttered apart, and the sword in his hand came out of the sheath to meet him.

Han Zhiyun's lips opened slightly, and she was about to speak, but the two were already fighting together, Chu Feifan's wrist was raised slightly, and a sword flew out, and the vast and boundless sword light shrouded the golden-faced Xiaoyu.

"Bang!"

Under the violent impact, the golden figure fell, and flew upside down to Han Zhiyun's side under the shroud of golden light.

"Vulnerable!"

"Your Excellency still takes action personally, don't let the people under your command lose their lives in vain!"

Chu Feifan's figure speed did not decrease at all, and after a few verticals, he came to Han Zhiyun, only to see his jade hand loosen the golden face, his sleeves danced, and the fierce and violent attack frantically attacked and killed.

"Emperor Chu, I wanted you to be buried here for a long time, and you can also leave a whole corpse."

"But since you have killed yourself, the prison master can only break you into ten thousand pieces!"