There was a sudden silence in the prison.

"Boom la la ......"

The official untied the chains and went directly into the cell to pull up the man pointed by the middle-aged monk.

Everyone wondered, wondering what would happen to this person if he was taken away.

Doubts continued to brew, and the official went out with the man chosen by the monk, while the monk was still standing outside, and after a short time the official returned.

The monk pointed to another man, and the servant went into the cell again and took him away.

And so on and so forth, and in a quarter of an hour, the officials had taken seven people with them.

"Master, it's time to stop, there are too many deaths, and our mansion master is not easy to deal with. The official whispered in the monk's ear.

Although the voice was slight, Su Heng could still hear it clearly.

He frowned slightly, and there was a feeling of being stuck in the mud, and although it would only stain his shoes, it still made him feel irritated for no reason.

"Su Heng, do you want me to come out, no matter what, I will kill it casually, even if I slaughter this Che Qiu Kingdom, it will not be a problem......" Su Wuchang seemed to sense the change in Su Heng's mood, and laughed wildly under the sea of true yuan.

"If I really kill like this, won't it become you, Su Wuchang!" The cyan thunder in Su Wuchang's eyes flashed, and the true yuan sea thunder in the purple mansion suppressed Su Wuchang again.

"You can't suppress me forever, once I come out, I will definitely kill everyone! Turn this brilliant world into a hell and an underworld!" Su Wuchang sat on top of the black dragon, no matter how violent the True Yuan Sea was, it couldn't really hurt him.

Su Heng took a deep breath, the irritability in his eyes was suppressed by him, and immediately a cold surge surged up, and the coldness of the extinction emotion that appeared in the post station reappeared.

It was as if an iceberg had suddenly descended on the cell.

The monk seemed to notice Su Heng, and he pointed to Su Heng sitting in the corner, "The last one is him......"

The officials had no choice but to open the prison door again.

"Do you know the difference between me and you?" Su Heng was not reluctant at all, Shi Shiran got up and walked out with the servant, and he still said a word to Su Wuchang in his heart before leaving.

"What?" Su Wuchang seemed to appear in his heart.

"Whoever I kill has a way to die. Su Heng followed the monks and servants out of the dim dungeon and entered a long corridor where there were no people.

The three of them finally walked into the deepest part of the corridor, where there was a nondescript small room.

As soon as he walked into the room, Su Heng's eyes suddenly tightened.

There was nothing in the room, except for seven people who were hung from the beams in chains.

These seven people were lifeless, they were covered in blood, their skin was peeled off, their two eyes hung weakly, and from time to time minced meat fell to the ground with a "snap". The whole room was filled with the smell of devouring blood, as well as unwilling resentment. There are three little novices who bow their heads and clean the minced meat on the ground, meticulously.

"The seven people in front of me are unlucky, they are all dead before the skin is peeled, I hope you can hold on for a long time, who let you thieves damage the golden body of the national teacher?" The monk smiled when he spoke, but the cold murderous aura in his words made the officials feel cold all over his body.

The official was very strange, the man he brought with him did not seem to be afraid at all, he didn't seem to know what he was going to face.

"Finished?" Su Heng looked at the monk, his face was very calm.

"Huh?" The monk's reaction to Su Heng was also a little strange, "Are you going to take the initiative to hang it yourself, or will I help you hang it?"

"I should ask you this question, are you going to take the initiative to hang yourself up, or do you want me to do it?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Heng's mouth.

The monk seemed to have discovered something interesting, and there were not a thousand, but eight hundred, who died at his hands, and who, when they were about to be skinned, were all afraid, or wept bitterly, or were broken, or fell on their knees and begged for mercy, or for the first time someone laughed.

"The Buddhist temples in Che Qiuguo are full of people like you?" The room gradually became cold, and Su Heng's heart began to boil with murderous intent.

"The golden body of the national teacher is the most important thing in this Cheqiu Kingdom......" The monk was not afraid to say such rebellious words, he gently rolled up his robe, "It seems that you are not ready to be caught obediently, it just so happens that the poor monk has practiced the dragon claw skill, you can try your hand." ”

"That's right, my brother gave me a move called the Dragon Descending Palm, which seems to be specifically designed to suppress you. Su Heng finally laughed, but the officials on the side felt a trace of palpitations for no reason.

The monk seemed to be impatient and went straight to the action.

But before he could take a step, he stopped in place, and Su Heng suddenly stood in front of him like a ghost, blocking his way.

"Dragon Claw Gong doesn't seem to be very good. Su Heng made a lightning move and crushed the monk's hands alive, "It seems that compared to you, I should call it Dragon Claw Gong." ”

Before the monk could scream, he was grabbed by Su Heng's throat, and he kept fluttering his legs like a duck waiting to die, but he could only be lifted higher and higher by Su Heng.

The other three novices quickly rushed over, broke the broom in their hands, and the sharp wooden thorns turned into deadly weapons, stabbing at Su Heng's fatal place.

Su Heng waved his hand, and the majestic true qi burst out, and the three little novices were directly shocked away, and they were already shattered in mid-air, and they couldn't die anymore.

As for the other officer, he was already frightened and sat down on the ground, and a foul smell gradually came from under him.

"It seems that you are all evil spirits in robes. Su Heng looked at the monk who had already blushed, and no matter how he struggled, he made a conclusion to him.

"Click!"

A slight sound of bones shattering sounded, and Su Heng easily crushed the monk's throat.

When Su Heng walked out of the house and looked at the sun in the sky, Su Wuchang's voice sounded in his mind again, "I know the difference between us. ”

"What's the difference?"

"You and I are equally murderous, and we both know that in this world, if you want to solve a problem, you have to kill to finally solve the problem, but you will always find a reason to kill. In my words, you're convicting them, condemning them, and you're going to raise the butcher's knife!"

"I'm very pleased, you understand me very well......" Su Heng walked in the sun, his white clothes seemed to reflect a hazy brilliance, which made people feel in a trance, "But it's a pity, I'm convicting them, and at the same time reminding myself that there must be rules for doing things, even if this rule is set by myself, I still have to be in awe of being a man, whether it's for this piece of heaven or for ordinary people......"

Su Heng walked like the wind, and soon returned to the dungeon, and the officials along the way could only feel a gust of wind blowing, and they couldn't even see the human figure.

Everyone was surprised, why did Su Heng come back? Shouldn't he just leave? As for the danger, if it doesn't exist, what danger will there be in this killing god? It's almost the same if others are in danger.

"Let's go, get out!"

"What for?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Clean this world......" Xu felt that it was too literary to say this, Su Heng added, "Kill!"