A group of evil people who were buried in the mountain quickly surrounded him.

Hundreds of corpse soldiers also raised their war soldiers and pointed at Chen Ziling.

For a moment, the tension was tense and the atmosphere became very tense.

Chen Ziling frowned and shouted coldly, saying, "I want to go to the Iron Prison to meet the Master. What are your identities? How dare you stop me?"

"Sinanfu, after going out, his courage has become much bigger. Can you still force yourself to break through?"

In the crowd, a thin young man in blue shirt walked out and stood in front of Chen Ziling.

He is the third disciple of Mr. Ghost Doctor, Bai Duo. His strength is a little worse than that of Ku Fan. He has just entered the eleventh level of martial arts.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Bai Duo. I have something important to go to the Iron Prison to see my master, and report it to me." Chen Ziling said.

"Master has a destiny, and everyone is not allowed to enter without permission." Bai Duo said.

"What, what big happened?"

"This is not what you should ask." Bai Duo spoke indifferently, his attitude was very bad.

Chen Ziling did not continue to talk to Bai Duo, and glanced at the surroundings for a few times, and his soul spread quietly like silk threads.

Outside the Iron Prison, there have been two and a half-step purple palaces, four twelve levels of martial kings, and more than twenty other martial kings.

However, these Martial Kings each kept a certain distance and had to attract them.

"Why, aren't you going to leave? Do you want me to drag you away to be satisfied?" Bai Duo shouted coldly. The seven disciples of the Ghost Doctor all wanted to inherit the Ghost Doctor's mantra, and their relationships were not very good, and this was also deliberately done by the Ghost Doctor.

"Senior Brother Third, I have a treasure. I wonder if you want to see it?"

Bai Duo frowned, and although he was a little dissatisfied, he did not refuse immediately and said, "What?"

"Senior brother, you have to see clearly."

Chen Ziling took a few steps towards Bai Duo. With a "swish", Kong Yuanjie flashed a bright light, and the Mihan Ji Ji appeared in his hand in an instant.

He held the halberd in both hands and slashed towards Bai Duo without hesitation.

The first move of the Blood Killing Sword Art is to cut off the bloody wind!

"Not good!" Bai Duo's expression suddenly changed, he immediately used the imperial magic, and at the same time retreated to the rear.

But the distance between Bai Duo and Chen Ziling was too close.

"Boom--"

The battle halberd swung down, and Bai Duo's hastily used the anti-defense technique did not work at all. Under the impact of the powerful energy, Bai Duo was suddenly shaken away and hit the iron prison heavily. His arms were covered in blood, almost on the verge of fainting.

Although this halberd did not kill Bai Duo, it also hurt him heavily.

"It's a pity. It's still a little worse. Such a good opportunity to attack, but I still couldn't kill it in one blow. Sure enough, none of the disciples of the ghost doctor are weak." Chen Ziling murmured in a low voice.

In the more than twenty years since Shang Yuanli's death, Shang Yu accepted seven disciples, each of whom was an extraordinary talent. Bai Duo was also a genius, and his strength was even stronger than Gu Huan.

This sudden scene shocked everyone outside the Iron Prison.

Si Nanfu suddenly took action and severely injured his senior brother Bai Duo?

Many people were stunned, some of them could not see clearly, while more people surrounded Chen Ziling in the direction of Chen Ziling.

"Take him quickly, Si Nanfu has a problem!"

"With Si Nanfu's strength, it is impossible to defeat Bai Duo severely. This must be someone pretending to be. Please surround him quickly!"

"It must be a fine work of Xuanmen. Hurry up and catch him and you want to live."

After Chen Ziling severely injured Bai Duo, he did not stop at all and activated his body to rush towards the gate of the Iron Prison.

At the same time, the Kongxing Flying Knife and Jiuzhu Flying Knife were constantly cut out from their hands, killing those who were approaching within a radius of a hundred feet.

After understanding the artistic conception of wind, Chen Ziling's ability to control the flying sword has also improved a huge step. Now Chen Ziling has mastered the four different artistic conceptions of sword palm fists and wind. Moreover, the artistic conception of sword is at the height of the third grade, while the artistic conception of palm is at the level of the second grade.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff."

Chen Ziling used his soul to control the sword, and combined with the artistic conception of the wind, fifteen flying swords were like fifteen lights of death, and ordinary people died when they touched it.

Under King Wu, almost no one could block the Kongxing Flying Knife and Jiuzhu Flying Knife. It was like cutting leeks. The disciples of the Mount of Muslim Mountain fell down in an instant, and a bloody smell soon spread outside the gloomy Iron Prison.

Countless war corpses rushed towards Chen Ziling, and Bai Duo also activated his soul to control a powerful evil sword to attack Chen Ziling.

War corpses are different from warriors. Although they do not have the sense of autonomy, it is not easy to kill them.

It must be smashed to completely lose its attack power.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

The Mihan halberd kept swinging. After stimulating the gravity mark, the Mihan halberd, which was nearly 20,000 kilograms, slashed most of the battle corpses, and was as easy as smashing a melon with a hammer.

As he fought all the way, Chen Ziling got closer and closer to the entrance of the Iron Prison, and soon he was less than a hundred feet away.

The King of Wu around the Iron Prison was almost all attracted, less than five hundred feet away from Chen Ziling.

"It's almost done, do it." Chen Ziling shouted.

In the hidden mountain bag, the red dragons of Kui Luojiang River rushed out together, and a surging purple palace power was overwhelming towards the four directions.

Under the red dragon's claw, there must be a Martial King who died. His huge tail swept out. A large area of ​​war corpses were immediately smashed to pieces. Countless disciples of the Mount of Burial Mountain were shocked by their might.

Jiang Li slashed out the Xuanyin Sword, and the terrifying sword energy roared like a storm, and no one could block the power of her sword.

The long red gold hammer of Shuluo, who was driving the soul, flew around, and the battle corpses shattered wherever they passed, and the evil Tao died. At the same time, Shuluo continued to use his palms to kill the evil Tao monks who were approaching.

"If there is an ambush, retreat quickly!"

"Damn it, why...ah..."

A thirteenth realm ferocious spirit beast, an older master of the Zi Mansion, and a three-way half-step Zi Mansion genius were all very powerful beings. They suddenly came out and caught everyone in the Musang Mountain off guard.

All the Kings of Wu were attracted by Chen Ziling to the vicinity. If they were thousands of feet away, they might have a little chance of escaping.

But now, they have all become lambs to be slaughtered and there is no room for counterattack.

Since we have chosen to attack, we will inevitably have a fierce battle today. Now, we will first cut off these wings of the Martial King realm to avoid causing greater trouble later.

After more than a dozen breaths, two and a half steps of the Zi Mansion, four twelve-level martial kings, and more than twenty-ten or eleven-level martial kings, all fell into a pool of blood, leaving no living mouth.
Chapter completed!