"Hehe..." The first ones to rush up must be the ghost messenger and the "little ghost". They held up their steel forks and rushed over, and the fake corpse and the disciples arrived.

"Dangdangdang..." The disciples and good men of the three families used swords to knock on each other. Although their strength was already insufficient, they still blocked the steel fork in one breath.

"Bang bang bang..." As soon as the fake corpse arrived, the disciples and good men of the three families could no longer stop them. They were forced back by the powerful corpse of the fake corpse. The sound of the wind in their ears was the sound of steel forks piercing us.

"Pupupu..." Almost all the disciples and good players of the three families were stabbed and injured. Their numbers were not as large as those of the Netherworld Ghost Palace and Wanmo Valley. There were many disciples, and their children and fellow disciples had not yet walked out of the Fenghou Prison.

"Kill..." Seeing that his children and good men were besieged by masters and disciples from the three families rushed over. Although there were not many of them, there were endless children behind him, and good men would follow him.

"Papapapapa..." The prison master and judge of the Nether Ghost Mansion fought very easily. They were almost all disciples and good players from the three families, so they didn't have to spend much effort. The Lei family and the Jia family were the children of the two families, so they did not encounter a firm resistance now.

"Kill..." The disciples of Wanmo Valley blocked the children and good players of the three families in it with their brave killing. They were carrying the wind, so people were almost blown by the wind.

"Ah!" The children and good men of the three families knew that these disciples from Wanmo Valley would fight to the end, but if they disperse, they would be blown down or blown away by the wind.

"Pupu..." These disciples of Wanmo Valley Fang didn't want to go out alive at all. Because they were leeing, it was impossible for them to go out again. They had experienced this Fenghou Prison, so they would die in this battle.

"Ahhh..." The three families suffered a great loss. None of the children and good players in front of them were cut off. The disciples of Wanmo Valley seemed to have a one or two feet out of the wind.

"Stop them..." Now the disciples of Wanmo Roar not only blocked in front of them, but also fought to both sides of them along the wind. These disciples of Wanmo Valley followed the wind forward. The steel swords in their hands were bloody.

Those disciples from the three families and the good players on both sides of the Wanmo Valley could not control themselves at all. They were blown by the wind and could only move forward, so their steel knife was already far away when it fell down.

"Ah..." The children and good men of the three families had no chance to fight back, and they could not keep up with the person who was hurt by the wind.

"Woo woo woo woo..." The strong wind in the wind roared prison seemed to blow even harder. In the strong wind, the children and good players of the three families collided with the disciples of Wanmo Valley, and they were all unavoidable.

"Pupu..." As long as the disciples of Wanmo Valley were stabbed in, they would be injured by two or three. They were all crowded with each other, so they couldn't even hide.

"Kill..." The demon generals in Wanmo Valley asked their disciples to rush forward again, and they saw if they could use this to defeat the children and good players of the three families.

"Kill..." The three families and their good players were all tit-for-tat. They stretched out the steel knife and waited for the disciples from Wanmo Valley to "punch" up.

"Pupu..." The children of the three families, good men and disciples of Wanmo Valley, were tied together. No one could avoid each other in the strong wind, so they all died in a pool of blood.

"Hehe..." What scared the children of the three families and the good ones the most was that the "little ghosts" from the Nether Ghost Mansion came over. If the steel forks in their hands were thorned out, they would be a string.

"Pupu..." Because the children and good players of the three families were facing the strong wind, their counterattack was very limited. Instead, the attacks of the "little ghost" and the disciples of Wanmo Valley were even more powerful.

"Follow them..." The ghost messenger and "little ghost" in Fenghou Prison knew how to kill the enemy here, so they pierced out the steel fork and ran backwards in the direction of the wind. Their light skills were good, so they looked even more extraordinary with the wind.

The children of the three families separated some people from their good players, and they also followed the "little ghosts" of the Nether Ghost Palace by taking advantage of the wind and could not let them return to the Hantan Prison.

Lei Qian, Jia She, Gu Jingfang both sent their own masters and disciples. They could not let the rafts in Hantan Prison be lost, so a "little ghost" could not be let go.

"Kill..." The three families have more and more children and good players, and the masters of the Netherworld Ghost Palace and Wanmo Valley have gradually become interested in retreating.

"Run..." The children and good men of the three families could not let them go, so they rushed up regardless of their fatigue.

"Haha..." The prison master of the Nether Ghost Palace and the demon generals in Wanmo Valley both sneered. They were using a trick to lure the enemy, so they wanted to bring the children and good men from the three families to the rushing water.

"Chasing..." The battle between the two sides continued. The masters and disciples of Wanmo Valley and the Nether Ghost Palace fought and retreated. Lei Qian, Jia She and Gu Jingfang checked around, but they did not find anything unusual.

They had to do their best. If they could not defeat the masters and disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley and the Nether Ghost Palace, they would probably not be able to deal with the masters and disciples of these two families.

"Retreat..." The demon generals of Wanmo Valley and the prison master of the Nether Ghost Mansion had long been right, so they stopped fighting and did not give the three families some rest time.

"Bang bang bang..." The children of the Lei family surrounded a demon general from the Wanmo Valley. Since the people from the Wanmo Valley and the Nether Ghost Palace have retreated, they are all out of reach.

"Bang bang bang..." The demon general in Wanmo Valley was beaten and injured. Although these Qinghong Sanjin Palms were not as good as they were practicing, he was already besieged and dying.

"Bang..." An old man from the Lei family knocked the demon generals of Wanmo Valley away with one palm. The demon generals of Wanmo Valley only twitched on the ground and died in a pool of blood.

"Kill..." The children and good players of the three families were full of energy. Although they were all very tired, they were crowded after all. Now the "reinforcements" from the Netherworld Ghost Palace and Wanmo Valley have not arrived yet, so they just rushed for a while.

"Bang..." The prison master of the Nether Ghost Mansion killed an old man from the Jia family. When the old man died, the black air was completely helpless. The children of the Jia family rushed over and were stopped by the two judges beside him.

"Don't let them run away!" The masters of the Lei family and the Zong Jian Sect arrived. The masters of the Zong Jian Sect stopped him in front, and the children of the Lei family rushed forward and the Qinghong Sanjin Palm was the Qinghong Sanjin Palm.

"Bang bang..." Jin Mi scattered twice. The judge beside the prison master was forced away by the Lei family's children with their palms. The Jia family's children took advantage of the opportunity to rush up to surround the prison master.

"Papapapapapa..." The masters of the three families besieged him together. Because the masters of the Nether Ghost Palace and Wanmo Valley wanted to lead all the children and good players of the three families, they could only watch the prison master being injured by the long sword of the Sect Sword Sect.

"Swish swish..." The long sword of the master of the Sect Sword Sect drew two circles. Their sword moves suddenly changed and suddenly the long sword hit the prison master's knees.

"Pu Phu..." The prison master of the Nether Ghost Mansion was eventually injured. His thigh was hit by a master of the Sect Sword Sect with a sword and almost fell to the ground.

"Bang..." The Qinghong Sanjin Palm of the Lei family made him unable to avoid it. He was beaten back two steps. The wounds on his leg were now cracked and blood was flowing.

"Let's go..." The prison master knew that he would die here, so he asked the two judges around him to break through quickly, and they could rush out alive and one was one.

"Dangdangdang..." The ghost officer and the "Little Ghost" tried to rush in, but their strength was too weak, so they were repelled by the children and good men of the three families.

"Papa..." A judge was hit by the Jia family's children, and he staggered before he could stand firmly on his sword.

"Pu..." The judge was pierced by a master of Zong Jian Sect. The master of Zong Jian Sect kicked the judge's corpse away with his feet.

"Go quickly..." A fake corpse rushed in from outside. Not only was he injured by a sword, but he was also hit by the Qinghong Sanjin Palm of the Lei family. He came to save the judge in prison, so he sacrificed his life.

"Bang bang..." The fake corpse that rushed in was knocked to the ground by the children of the Lei family. His back was almost broken, so he died in an instant after vomiting blood.

"Ba..." The judge of the Nether Ghost Palace killed him with the fake corpse that rushed in. Just as he rushed out, the prison master had been stabbed to death by a sword master of the Sect Sword Sect.

"Kill..." Although the children and good players of the three families succeeded, the disciples of the masters of the Netherworld Ghost Palace and the Ten Thousand Demon Valley were still not defeated. Although they retreated, there was no sign of being killed and dispersed.

"Run..." Lei Qian, Jia Lang, Gu Jingfang rushed up. They followed a large number of children and good players. They had already learned from the past, so this time they were extra careful.

"Hehe..." The ghost messenger had arrived in front of the Lord of the Mansion and Qin Zhong at this time. He reported the situation in front of him without missing a word. Now the Netherworld Ghost Mansion and Wanmo Valley are fully prepared.

"Let them retreat quickly..." The water to rush to the jail was already in place, so I just waited for Lei Qian, Jia She, Gu Jingfang and others. Now they had to withdraw the masters and disciples of the two families to a safe place.

"Hehe..." The prison master and demon general who were still fighting with the three families and were good at fighting, knew that they should retreat. Now they no longer fought and retreated, but ran back at full speed.

"Chasing..." Seeing that the victory was just around the corner, the children and good players of the three families could not be let go, but Lei Qian and Jia She, Gu Jingfang were a little worried because the change was too fast.

"What is that!" The children and good hands of the three families suddenly felt a rumbling sound. Someone looked forward and saw a surging river water rushing towards him.

"Run quickly!" The children and good men of the three families panicked. The surging river water rushed over like a dam. The water and fire were ruthless, so they could only dodge with strength.

"It's high!" The disciples of the Nether Ghost Mansion and Wanmo Valley have already hid in this moment. It is impossible for the children and good men of the three families to attack.

"Ah..." As soon as the flood passed, the children and good men of the three families were washed away, and they were washed away everywhere.

"Go away..." Dululu pushed Qiqimug aside. He knew that it would be useless to do so, but he hoped Qiqimug could go out safely.

"No..." Qiqimuge didn't want to leave Dululu, because this time they might be separated by heaven and man, and the surging water was unstoppable.

"Sister, go quickly..." Gu Xiao thought of his sister first, but as soon as he said that the fierce flood came, he and his sister were washed away and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Help!" At this time, there were wailing everywhere in the Chongshuizhu. Some of them drowned in the river without knowing the nature of the water.
Chapter completed!