Martial Arts Evil God

The battle was fierce.

Dongfang Han fought against three top six-layer immortals with one on one. The three immortals were beaten back by Dongfang Han's attack. He suppressed the three strongest people in the prison with his own strength, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

However, it was still difficult for Dongfang Han to kill these three people!

"This time, the power of the palm universe has hardly increased. The ability of the palm universe to confine space may not be able to confine any of the three people. The power of the purple seven-star light cannot be exerted to the strongest. Although the power of the purple seven-star light has increased a lot, it is not enough to threaten the three people!" Dongfang Han sighed in his heart while fighting with the three people.

Although he is strong now, he can only suppress three people. It is too difficult to kill them. I am afraid that he will have to do everything to do it. Even if he does it, he will definitely be seriously injured. In this case, the countless death row prisoners around him will not let go of the seriously injured him.

In that case, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape death.

Because it takes some time to fuse the sub-tokens to form the mother token, during this time, he cannot leave this world immediately.

Boom boom boom!

He attacked again and knocked the three people out.

"A celestial being is so powerful! It is definitely not something that ordinary forces can cultivate! Who are you?" The Whirlwind Spear King landed and stared at Dongfang Han with a scorching gaze.

He is a master of spears, but this time when he fought with Dongfang Han, he found that Dongfang Han's spear skills were so mysterious that they surpassed his own by a large margin.

Everyone agreed with what the Whirlwind Spear King said.

Dongfang Han is definitely not something that ordinary forces can cultivate.

Bashan Sword King called himself the Sword King, but in front of Dongfang Han, he found that his sword skills were also very clumsy.

A fifth-level celestial being not only had terrible spear skills, but also had sword skills that were against the sky.

This was really unimaginable.

Dongfang Han said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am, because I will leave soon!"

"Leaving soon?" Whirlwind Spear King and others were startled, and then they realized that Dongfang Han had collected enough tokens. They couldn't help but take a breath.

Now they all knew that Dongfang Han had been in the prison for less than 20 days. From entering to leaving, he actually collected enough tokens in less than 20 days. This was really unbelievable.

While Dongfang Han was speaking, he was using his spiritual sense to control the fusion of the many tokens. He collected a total of 1,000 tokens. Only 1,000 tokens were needed to fuse, and the rest were useless.

"Sir, can you tell me your name? Anyway, we have spent some time together in the same prison." At this time, a voice sounded, and a figure walked towards Dongfang Han with a smile on his face.

"Is it you, the black-robed butcher? You seriously injured me at the beginning, and you dare to appear in front of me?" Dongfang Han looked at the person with a smile.

That's right, the monk who spoke was the Black Robe Butcher.

"Ahem, young master, at least I helped you a little bit, allowing you to break through smoothly, and in the end, I also escaped in a mess! And I never had the intention to kill you." The Black Robe Butcher said with a dry laugh. He was trying to kill Dongfang Han, but he didn't have the confidence to escape from Dongfang Han's hands.

If the monks present were alone, no one would be sure to survive Dongfang Han's hands.

"You are a good person, I will give you some extra tokens!" Dongfang Han nodded. Indeed, the Black Robe Butcher just wanted to take him as a subordinate at the beginning. As for whether he had the intention to kill him later, he was too lazy to investigate. In fact, what the Black Robe Butcher said was right. The other party did have a kind of "favor" to him that was not a "favor". Although without him, Dongfang Han believed that he would be able to break through with enough time, but it would definitely not be so fast. Maybe he would not break through after twenty days.

Dongfang Han still had some good feelings towards the black-robed butcher, so he gave his extra tokens to the black-robed butcher, which was also a favor in exchange for a favor that was not really a favor.

The monks here were all death row prisoners. As for what these death row prisoners had committed and were imprisoned here, he did not care and did not want to care about it.

"Thank you." The black-robed butcher grinned.

In any case, this time he stood up and at least did not arouse the other party's killing intention, and he also got some tokens, which was very good.

"I haven't asked for your name yet?" The black-robed butcher couldn't help asking again.

"Even if I tell you, you won't recognize it!" Dongfang Han said lightly.

"I wonder if you recognize Dongfang Han, the son of King Xiaotian?" The black-robed butcher suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Dongfang Han raised his eyebrows. He changed his face and was confident that even monks who knew his appearance would not recognize him. What did this black-robed butcher mean by suddenly mentioning his name?

“I don’t mean anything else, because King Xiaotian’s son Dongfang Han is extremely talented. He once defeated the Seventh Prince, who was at the first level of the Profound Immortal Realm, with his upper earthly realm. I was thinking, young master, you are only at the fifth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but you can defeat the Tornado Spear King, the White Robe Sword King, and the Mountain Ba Dao King. The three of them are no worse than Dongfang Han. You must be an extraordinary person!” The black-robed butcher said with a smile.

"Did you just come in not long ago?" Dongfang Han frowned and asked, "But I heard that you have been here for more than seven or eight years! You should not know about this matter. It seems that someone else told you."

"Sir, I told him about this matter." At this time, the white-faced young man not far away came over and said as he came over. He looked at Dongfang Han and said, "I have never seen Master Dongfang Han, but Master, you have such a heaven-defying cross-level combat power, rather than the so-called hiding your own realm. According to my speculation, you are most likely Master Dongfang Han, because when I was in the outside world, I didn't hear that anyone else could do this except Dongfang Han. Although I have denied the fact that you are Master Dongfang Han before, because How could King Xiaotian send his son here? Later, I thought of the rumors about King Xiaotian. King Xiaotian is a man of great wisdom, courage, and extraordinary knowledge. If he wanted to hone his son, he might have concealed his true identity and sent him in to hone him. After all, here, we are all death row prisoners, and there is no scruple to kill people. Moreover, without knowing your identity, it is impossible to hold back on you! And the fact that you have collected the number of tokens that others cannot collect in several years in such a short time shows that the young master is extraordinary, so I am sure that the young master should be the young master Dongfang Han! "

The white-faced young man is the white-faced scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand, and speaking slowly. His every word shows his agility of thinking.

"Dongfang Han, the son of King Xiaotian? His true realm is actually the fifth-level immortal? So amazing?" Hearing the words of the white-faced scholar, except for a few cultivators who are sure of Dongfang Han's realm, most of the cultivators who think that Dongfang Han hides his true realm are shocked.

King Xiaotian, how could the death row prisoners present not know?

Because King Xiao Tian became famous before the prison started, King Xiao Tian was already well-known at that time. In recent years, death row prisoners have been exiled one after another, and the reputation of King Xiao Tian has become more popular.

Although he could rely on strength, King Xiao Tian has always relied on wisdom, which makes people admire him.

Dongfang Han looked at the white-faced young man deeply. He didn't expect that the other party could guess his identity. However, he was a little curious that the other party could figure it out, but he understood it after a little thought. It was too rare for him to jump so many levels. It was impossible for him to be everywhere on the street. Under such circumstances, it was reasonable for him to figure it out.

At this time, they saw that Dongfang Han did not refute, and they all understood that the young man in front of them was indeed the son of King Xiao Tian.

"What crime have you committed?" Dongfang Han looked at the white-faced scholar.

This man is a smart person at first glance. If he can be used by his father, it is also a good thing.

"I was accused of treason!" Hearing Dongfang Han's question, the white-faced young man was stunned at first, then thought about it, and then answered honestly.

"Accused of treason?" Dongfang Han was surprised. Being accused of such a crime was not something that anyone could believe.

"A few months ago, I led a team of hundreds of people to kill a city lord who oppressed the people." The white-faced scholar said.

"." Dongfang Han was surprised and surprised.

What surprised him was that in Dongyu Fairyland, it seemed that the weakest city lords were all at the level of the seventh-level Xuanxian. That was still an ordinary city. If they were weak, they could not be city lords. Some city lords even reached the level of the ninth-level Xuanxian, like the city lord Jin Daoming, whom Dongfang Han had dealt with before. He was the city lord of Yuguang City. The city lord and deputy city lord of Yuguang City were all ninth-level Xuanxian. This was because Yuguang City was a big city.

Dongfang Han looked up to the white-faced scholar again.

"I used a trick!" The white-faced scholar seemed to understand what Dongfang Han was thinking and answered.

"Yes." Dongfang Han nodded.

Killing the city lord is a serious crime, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is treason.

Of course, if there is someone behind the white-faced scholar, he can completely overturn his case. He was brought here, which obviously shows that there is no power behind him.

This power naturally refers to the ministers in the court, or the existence of the prince.

"If you leave, you can go to my father! Of course, the premise is just as you said, that the city lord is a person who oppresses the people!" Dongfang Han said calmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Han!" The white-faced scholar immediately responded with a fist.

The white-faced scholar looks young, but he is actually in his thirties. However, he has always admired King Xiaotian and wanted to go to King Xiaotian, but he has no way. Now that King Xiaotian's son has introduced him, everything is not a problem.

As for leaving here?

He naturally has a way!

He didn't leave before because he knew how powerful the person he had offended was. Once he left and entered the death camp, he would be killed without a burial place.