"Xu Zhengyan of the Sun God Fist?"

The figure attacking Yan Xin retreated to the door and showed up, wearing a snow-white scholarly outfit, looking gentle, but holding a huge serrated knife in his hand, which looked extremely ferocious, forming a strange contrast with the character's temperament.

"Vajra Butcher Murong Bei?"

Yan Xin recognized the person in front of him through Xu Zhengyan's memory.

"No wonder I suddenly had a whim and wanted to go to the dungeon to interrogate a prisoner I caught. It turned out that God asked me to take you to die."

"The Fortress Lord raided the Heroes Villa. If you were not on the spot, it would be a waste of life. Now you dare to come to die alone!" Murong Bei's fair and delicate face showed a hint of mockery, "It was because you were not present at the time and did not see the Fortress Lord's magic skills. Those five hypocrites came together and were just a vulnerable dog. Otherwise, you would not have the courage to come to the Demon Cloud Castle--"

Yan Xin glanced outside the door and saw that the patrol team had disappeared. Obviously, he knew that the Grandmaster level duel could not get into it, so he ran up and shook the person.

What comes down again is the continuous masters of the Demon Cloud Fort.

Therefore, whether Murong Bei was deliberately delaying time, Yan Xin did not intend to cooperate with him. Only by fighting quickly can he seize the opportunity.

The sound of the main task was completed did not sound, and Yan Xin was unwilling to fail again.

"So much nonsense!"

Yan Xin punched him again.

The serrated knife in Murong Bei's hand transformed into countless afterimages, and the huge blade was waving and connected together, like a door panel made of steel, blocking Yan Xin's fist's route.

Bang!

The golden fist hit the serrated knife directly. When the blood-red energy on the serrated knife touched the golden energy, it would make a sizzling melting sound like it encountered a nemesis.

Murong Bei felt a huge force transmitted from the blade, and had to take a step back in order to relieve the force.

Yan Xin ignored the rebound power and stepped forward while Murong Bei retreated, clenched his left fist and hit it out again. The golden light surged, as if a real sun was rising in the room, making people unable to look directly.

"Blood slaughter!"

Faced with the sun that was pressing step by step, Murong Bei had to use his trick in a hurry.

The blood light on the blade surged, making a whistling sound, just like the wailing of the wronged souls under the sword. These sounds alone made people dizzy and unbearable.

The whistling blood light directly attracted the golden light that was about to collide. The strong golden light that could not be seen directly suddenly faded, as if the sun had encountered a total solar eclipse.

Yan Xin's originally fierce and domineering punch made Murong Bei think that he could not avoid it, so he could only fight hard. However, when Murong Bei's ultimate move came, his fierce and powerful energy was instantly retracted into his body like soft water, as if the fierce and domineering punch just now was just Murong Bei's hallucination.

Faced with Murong Bei's hastily and full strength and losing his unique move, Yan Xin turned his body lightly and came to Murong Bei's side, and the fist that had just been retracted was hit again.

Punch, retract, punch again, and the last punch is the real killing move. The front is just a cover, allowing the enemy to reveal flaws.

One of Xiyang Fist, Yang is reappearing!

Bang!

Murong Bei vomited blood in the air, smashed the wall and fell on the corridor.

Yan Xin had no time to finish the fight again, and the footsteps on it gradually came. Yan Xin jumped out of the room and turned into light smoke and headed towards the dungeon.

"As soon as the main line is completed."

"Main Line 2: Leaving the Demon Clever: Rescue Zhen Cailing from the Demon Cloud Castle and change her destiny."

The sound of mechanical sounds sounded in Yan Xin's ears. Yan Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he knew that he had completed Task 1, and the content of Task 2 was even more happy. What Yan Xin was most worried about was that Task 2 went against what he wanted to do.

"open!"

An iron door locked up and blocked the stairs of the dungeon. Yan Xin shouted lightly, his speed did not decrease. He smashed the iron door with his left hand into pieces and drilled down.

"Who!"

The four dungeon guardians were startled by the loud noise. The leader took a pair of mandarin duck knives and shouted at the bottom of the building.

"Deadly Mandarin Duck Sword" Xi Yonghe is a perfect acquired state because his parents always quarrel and are mentally stimulated. Later, they learned martial arts through adventures and killed a loving couple every time they have to do so.

A year ago, he accidentally killed his son and wife of the head of the Taishan Sect, and was chased by the Taishan Sect for thousands of miles. He fled to the Moyun Castle before he survived. From then on, he joined the Moyun Castle and guarded the dungeon.

A figure rushed out of the stairs, and Xi Yonghe, who was already prepared, and three subordinates took action at the same time.

Mandarin ducks fly together! Xi Yong and a pair of mandarin duck swords play like an arm instructing them, like a pair of flying butterflies, flying towards the person who suddenly appears.

"Who gives this man the courage to come to the Demon Cloud Castle to cause trouble!" Xi Yonghe made a move and thought to himself, "I hope this dying person has a wife. When I kill him, I will find his wife to kill him, hehe!"

Seeing the four people coming to him at the same time, Yan Xin didn't even look at it, and he casually punched his left hand.

The figure in Xi Yonghe's eyes was suddenly replaced by a huge fist, and a golden light emitted from the fist made Xi Yonghe feel comfortable bathed in the sun. He only felt lazy all over and didn't even have the interest to get some fun.

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer to him, until Xi Yonghe's eyes were only left with a golden sun, and nothing was left. Suddenly, his eyes turned dark and he knew nothing.

He killed four people with one punch. Yan Xin looked at the cells and circled around, but did not find Zhen Cailing's figure.

Could it be that Xu Zhengyan made a wrong judgment and that Zhen Cailing was not here? Yan Xin couldn't help but feel a headache.

"The one who trespassed in the Demon Cloud Castle died!"

"The one who trespassed in the Demon Cloud Castle died!"

"The one who trespassed in the Demon Cloud Castle died!"

...

One master of the Demon Cloud Fort after another rushed down from above.

Among these people, there is Wu Mojian, who loves to rape and kill young women the most, there is Ouyang Si, who is fond of martial arts and likes to tear people into two halves, there is Huo Siren, who loves to sleep alone with the person he killed, and there is Huo Siren, who loves to sleep alone with the person he killed, and...

Each of them is an evil heretic who has been famous for a long time and can stop children from crying by name. For various reasons, he has joined the Demon Supreme Demon Cloud Castle. Each of them is acquired perfection, and one step away from becoming a first-class master innateness.

Such a person can make people frightened, but at this time one after another one rushes out of the stairs, as if it is worthless, and squeezes into the dungeon.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be so scared that he fainted when he just took a look at the demonic shadows in front of him.

However, Yan Xin's eyes lit up, and even smiled at the corner of his mouth, jumped into the air, clenched his fists and rushed towards the demon shadows in front of him, as if he was the one of thousands of troops.

"I'm worried that I can't find anyone!"
Chapter completed!