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Chapter 91 The old man surnamed Sun

"You can put the blame on these Jianghu people in prison. These people have complicated identities. If they return to Jianghu in the future, who can find those who really killed us? Therefore, even if Liu Que wants to avenge us, in two years

You can't do anything inside, can you?"

"Master Zhang is indeed smart." Wang Hongfei said with a proud smile.

Zhang Chuyao shook his head and asked, "Are you sure these people won't betray you?"

Wang Hongfei narrowed his eyes and said, "Master Zhang doesn't need to worry about it."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so your Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School just wants to kill people and silence them?"

Hearing this, Wang Hongfei's expression changed, "What do you mean by killing people and silencing them? Is our Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School the kind of person who would burn bridges by crossing rivers?"

"Haha, why are you so anxious? The Dragon Tiger Martial Arts School can even think of such a conspiracy as to trick us into prison, so why can't they kill people and silence us..."

Wang Dongsheng immediately interrupted Zhang Chuyao: "Master Zhang, it's better not to stir up trouble. Some of these people are from major gangs, sects and aristocratic families. Even if our Longhu Martial Arts Hall wants to kill them all, how can we

Such strength?"

"You guys came prepared."

Zhang Chuyao looked at Wang Hongfei in front of him and sneered.

"That's natural. My uncle put a lot of thought into planning this matter." Wang Hongfei said with a proud smile, "By the way, I almost forgot that my uncle also asked me to bring a message to Hall Master Zhang."

"What did Master Wang say?"

"My uncle said that the last time he arranged for someone to assassinate you, I didn't expect you to escape. I wonder if Hall Master Zhang can escape this time?"

"Assassination?" Zhang Chuyao's face turned cold, "Did you arrange those people from the Black Tiger Gang?"

"Haha, what do you think?"

Wang Hongfei laughed. At this time, he had regarded Zhang Chuyao as a prisoner, a turtle in a jar. It would be great if he could be angry with him before he died.

"Your Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts School really deserves to die."

"Master Zhang is so loud. He dares to declare the life and death of our Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts School even though he doesn't open his mouth!" Wang Hongfei sneered.

"Okay, don't say any more, things will change if you wait too long, so hurry up!"

At this time, an old man standing next to Wang Dongsheng suddenly spoke.

Wang Dongsheng seemed to be very respectful to the old man next to him. When he heard what he said, he quickly bowed down, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Senior Sun!"

Wang Dongsheng waved his hand. The disciples from Longhu Martial Arts School took the lead and opened the door of Zhang Chuyao's cell.

"kill!"

Just as the door opened, I heard a bone-chilling sound coming from the cell.

In a flash of cold light, the disciple of the Longhu Martial Arts School who opened the door was found dead.

"sword?!"

Everyone outside the cell door was stunned for a moment, and they saw Zhang Chuyao standing in the cell holding a long sword in his hand, with a cold light, and he did not look like an ordinary soldier.

"Where did he get the sword?"

Everyone was puzzled, even Wang Hongfei was stunned for a moment.

"Is it the city lord?!"

"Yes, it must be the sword given to him by the city lord!"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. Why did the city lord give this man a sword for self-defense? You must know that every criminal who comes to the cell will be searched and the weapons on him will be surrendered.

However, the weapons on Zhang Chuyao were not surrendered. They did not believe that the sword was conjured out of thin air. That was because the city lord gave the order. Why did the city lord give the order?

Everyone thought that the city lord might have known about this conspiracy for a long time!

"Hurry up, otherwise things may change if you are too late!"

One person yelled, holding a narrow knife snatched from the prison officer's hand, and slashed Zhang Chuyao's head from above.

Just listen to a clang.

The man's eyes suddenly widened, and the knife in his hand suddenly split into two halves. A wisp of blood slowly left from between his eyebrows. In just one breath, the man holding the narrow knife turned into a corpse.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Everyone looked at the long sword in Zhang Chuyao's hand and felt a chill in their hearts.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. This man has not yet reached the innate state. If we go together, so many people will kill him sooner or later!" The old man named Sun had a very generous voice. He shouted this in the prison, which actually calmed the morale of the soldiers.

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"Elder Sun is right! Elder Sun is the only innate master here. With him in charge, we don't have to worry."

"Innate master?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chuyao was shocked. He never thought that there was an innate master hidden among these people.

"Master, what should I do?"

At this time, Su Hui behind her asked secretly.

"Don't panic." Zhang Chuyao said calmly, "He's just an innate master. It's not like he hasn't been killed before. Just leave him to me."

"Haha, boy, you haven't had enough milk yet. How dare you say such things in front of me?"

The old man named Sun heard Zhang Chuyao's words and sneered with great disdain.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chuyao ignored him and suddenly shouted:

"Do it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chuyao's figure had disappeared!

The old man named Sun had a smile on his lips. He slowly stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly in the air in front of him!

Bang!

The innate true energy all over his body burst out, and a sword energy appeared directly from his fingertips!

That sword energy was as substantial as a real sword under the blessing of the innate true energy.

bite!

The sound of gold and stone suddenly came, and Zhang Chuyao, who had just disappeared, was holding his sword at the fingertips of the old man named Sun.

"good!"

The old man surnamed Sun shouted with great pride, and the tattered clothes on his body suddenly floated up, as if being blown by the wind. There was sword energy all over his body!

As soon as the two took over, they saw a burst of energy burst out from their fingertips and the tip of the sword!

boom!

The air in the narrow cell is rioting!

Seeing Zhang Chuyao and Senior Sun fighting, other people were not watching the show. They looked at Yu Xiaotian and Su Hui with fierce looks in their eyes.

"kill!"

Several figures were about to rush into the cell, and a few darts were fired. They occupied the right time and place in the dark and cramped cell, and shot the darts mercilessly at the people who rushed to the door.

Seal the throat with one knife!

"Flying knife!"

Someone exclaimed.

Clang!

Su Hui suddenly pulled out her long sword, with a flash of cold light, and stabbed the person at the corner of her mouth.

"And a sword?!"

At this time, Yu Xiaotian and Zhong Li also moved. Before everyone could rush into the cell, the two of them rushed out first. Yu Xiaotian's skillful Breaking Wind Fist was hard to find, but its power should not be underestimated.

The punches hit the flesh, and every time Yu Xiaotian's fists landed on someone else, there would be a trail of blood!

"Fist gloves!"

Bang bang bang!

Zhong Li raised his leg and struck three times in a row, kicking away the three people who approached Yu Xiaotian from behind. The three people seemed to have been opened by iron rods, and fell to the ground rolling and screaming in pain.

"There's something on his leg!"

"It's leggings!"

There was a sharp contrast between the disciples of Tianxia Martial Arts School who had weapons and these people in the martial arts without weapons. Although Zhongli and others were not very high in cultivation, with weapons in hand and sharp edges, they were naturally better than others.

Much more vicious.

"Boy, your strength is indeed good, but you are always an acquired talent, you just have to wait and see!"

boom!

Zhang Chuyao was suddenly hit by the zhenqi from the old man surnamed Sun. He retreated steadily and hit the wall behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

Zhang Chuyao looked at the old man surnamed Sun who was looking at him with a sinister smile on his face, his expression heavy.
Chapter completed!
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