I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Huzi laughed triumphantly.

The surrounding torches had already been lit, and at this time the pumpkin also came to Wang Xuan's side, looking around vigilantly.

Wang Xuan looked at these enemies pouring out around him, with a sneer on his face.

He knew that it was unlikely to save people silently.

Originally, I thought I could solve one by one, but I didn't expect to underestimate Huzi's acting skills.

The guy who looks quite honest is so slippery when acting, he even deceived himself.

No big deal though.

Hijacking Hu Zi was originally something out of Emperor Xuan's plan, but now that it was exposed, it was just a return to the original plan.

"Pumpkin, there will be a bloody battle, are you afraid?"

Wang Xuan asked.

Pumpkin smiled.

"Pumpkin's life is the young master's person, and death is the young master's soul. Pumpkin has long dedicated everything to the young master."

Wang Xuan:? ? ? ?

He always felt that there was something wrong with these words, and it was easy to be misunderstood.

Chapter 200 Breaking into Chiyou Hall

"Take him down quickly, he is here to rob prison!"

Tiger shouted loudly.

"Fire arrows!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The densely packed arrows weaved into a big net, covering Emperor Xuan and the pumpkin.

The arrow reflected the cold light in the night, and the sound it made was extremely piercing.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow flew towards Wang Xuan's eyebrows.

The surrounding arrows looked like a ferocious beast, with its jaws wide open.

"Good come!"

Wang Xuan's expression did not change at all.

The sword in his hand turned into a cold glow, dancing impenetrably.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Arrows hit the blade one after another, shooting out a series of sparks, which is especially spectacular in the dark night.

After being blocked by a wave, Wang Xuan couldn't help but look at the pumpkin.

"Pumpkin, are you okay?"

Pumpkin shook his head: "Don't worry, young master, this attack can't hurt me."

"That's good."

Wang Xuan circulated Huangji Zhenqi, spread to his arms, and then burst out suddenly.

"Boom!"

Amidst the clear cry, the white sword light was more than one foot long, drawing a semicircular sword arc forward.

The sword light cut across, and the disciples of Chi Youtang who were closest to Wang Xuan were chopped off one by one, blood spattering.

The severed body fell to the ground, and did not die directly, but let out a painful howl, struggling continuously, like hell.

At this moment, Wang Xuan was like a demon walking out of hell, harvesting life.

Countless Chi Youtang disciples retreated subconsciously, feeling terrified.

Wang Xuan's footsteps touched the ground, and he flew up into the air, swaying the sword light.

"Master, I'll stop these people, you go save them."

said Pumpkin.

Wang Xuan nodded.

The sword in his hand cut forward, killing a path of blood.

Arriving at the gate of the prison, looking at the gate made of bronze, Wang Xuan frowned.

Even with his current strength, seeing this gate is still tricky.

It is more than two feet high, and there are two huge beasts engraved on it, which are extremely ferocious.

Although the door is closed, the thickness of the door can be vaguely felt in the dark, probably thicker than a palm.

Although it is impossible for such a thick large copper door to be completely cast in bronze, even if the inside is made of wood and the outside is wrapped in bronze, it is still very strong.

Even if the explosives of later generations want to explode, it is a bit difficult, let alone manpower.

Although he possesses overbearing swordsmanship, Wang Xuan also has a feeling that a dog is biting a hedgehog and he has no way to bite.

And just when Wang Xuan was feeling worried, the big bronze door in front of him suddenly "creaked" and opened to both sides.

A man shrouded in a black robe stood at the door.

A pair of scarlet eyes can be vaguely seen.

He held a simple and simple sword in his hand, and that sword was also completely black.

Only at the edge of the sword was a cold light shining.

The moment he saw that precious sword, Wang Xuan had a feeling that it was a good thing.

The moment the black-robed man appeared, the sword in his hand locked onto Wang Xuan.

There was a cold aura in the air, and the other party seemed to be brewing something.

"Hello! Are you dumb?" Wang Xuan greeted.

"Anger +199."

Sudden.

The man stepped on the ground, and the whole person disappeared in place, and the sound of howling sword energy resounded in the air.

The opponent drew a series of long shadows in the air, and the sword in his hand and his body seemed to form a straight line.

Wang Xuan also clenched the sword in his hand.

He can be sure that this is a master, which actually made him feel a little palpitation.

If the deacons who killed Chi Youtang were cats, this guy is definitely a tiger.

In the blink of an eye, the opponent was already approaching in front of Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan could already see the cheek behind through the black robe, it was pale and bloodless, like a dead person.

At the same time, there was a roaring sound on the sword energy, and the air was boiling like boiling water, trying to tear everything apart.

This sword with a terrifying momentum suddenly pierced Wang Xuan's chest.

Without hesitation, Wang Xuan pushed up the sword horizontally, and accurately blocked the opponent's sword tip with the blade.

There was no need to judge the trajectory of the opponent's sword, and he did it naturally. This is a subconscious behavior.

He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the blade with the other.

Feeling the huge force coming from the other side along the blade, but resisted firmly.

The opponent's feet are on the ground, and the body continues to move forward.

But Wang Xuan's feet kept rubbing against the ground and retreating backwards. Under the terrifying force, his clothes were rattled by the blow of the sword.

The opponent's strength was terrifying, Wang Xuan, who had reached the strength of eight horses, was pushed three feet away.

Wang Xuan was furious in his heart, his body tilted suddenly with force, stepped on a hole, and forcibly blocked the opponent's attack.

The opponent's strength has definitely reached the tenth rank, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve such an effect.

Without using the domineering sword energy, Wang Xuan was suppressed by relying solely on the power of Huang Ji's true energy.

"Are you the hall master of Chi You Hall?"

Wang Xuan asked.

As far as he knows, apart from Hall Master and Bone Demon, there should be no masters above tenth rank.

It's just that according to what Han Song said, the bone demon's strength is extremely terrifying, and the hall master is even more unpredictable.

But now, although the opponent's strength is a little bit stronger than his own, he has not reached that terrifying level at all.

"No."

The other party spoke coldly.

"It's not good."

Wang Xuan's expression suddenly became relaxed.

"Anger +199."

Wang Xuan was very surprised, what did he say.

"go to hell!"

The opponent didn't succeed with one blow, so he withdrew his sword and slashed at Wang Xuan again.

The sword light was like a wave, splitting the air in front of him in two.

Wang Xuan was hacked again and took a few steps back.

"Damn! It's endless, right? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Wang Xuan's heart was suddenly furious, with a flick of his wrist, the sharp sword light turned into an arc-shaped sword light, and slashed at the black-robed man.