Xiao Chen flies out, but before landing, Pan Sheng has caught up with him. The sword in his hand stabs him. Suddenly, the blood on Xiao Chen's body blows out. Pan Sheng directly leaves several sword wounds on Xiao Chen.
"Hand over the sword technique and I'll give you a good time!" Pan Sheng put his sword on Xiao Chen's neck and said coldly.
"Well, if you want to use the sword technique, I'm talking about it when you completely defeat it." Xiao Chen sneers and ignores the long sword on his neck. He suddenly cuts the nine knives in his hand. With the fierce and murderous Dao awn, he cuts Pan Sheng fiercely.
Pan Sheng took back his sword and blocked the awn of the sword. However, his face sank, "his mouth is hard."
After that, the sword in Pan Sheng's hand stabbed again, and the blood on Xiao Chen was soaring again. There were more than 20 sword injuries on Xiao Chen.
"Say no?" Pan Sheng cold voice way, just answer him, still be a knife awn.
"What's the origin of this boy? Does it hurt?" Looking at this scene, people in black couldn't help shivering. Although they were practitioners, Pan Sheng's sword was not randomly stabbed, but was specially selected to stab at the pain. Even they could not bear the pain.
Pan Sheng looks at Xiao Chen lying on the ground. His face is a little ugly. He has stabbed Xiao Chen with hundreds of swords. Xiao Chen has become a bloody man, and there is no good place in his body. But even so, Xiao Chen did not hand in his sword technique or even snort.
Pan Sheng has lost his patience. "Finally, I'm going to say it again. Hand over the sabre technique, or I'll send you to death immediately."
"Almost. I'll leave it to you." Xiao Chen light way, said to close the eye, then, a burst of voice of calling came out.
Pan Sheng is directly stupid, and the people in black around him are also stupid. He looks at Xiao Chen who falls on the ground. Is this a fight? It's a matter of life and death! It's on the ground, so you fall asleep?
Fall asleep! This state is really asleep.
After Pan Sheng reacts, he is completely angry. The boy has fallen asleep. He is asking if he wants to face it!
"Die!" Pan Sheng's sword directly stabs Xiao Chen. At this time, Jiang Fengyu appears beside Xiao Chen, and his jade hand reaches out and holds Pan Sheng's sword directly.
"Who are you?" Pan Sheng looks at Jiang Fengyu. She is a beautiful woman.
Jiang Fengyu didn't answer. He just looked at Xiao Chen, who was devastated. His eyes flashed with a strong sense of killing, and then flashed helpless. In order to break through, it was really hard to kill God.
"Beauty, who are you?" Pan Sheng frowned and asked in a deep voice when he saw that Jiang Fengyu did not speak.
"The young master of the God of death is the close guard of Jiang Fengyu. If you hurt my young master, you will surely die. However, my young master is in the time of employing people. Now I will give you a chance to submit to my young master." Jiang Fengyu said faintly.
"Surrender to your master? I'm under the third prince. Your young master is nothing. " Pan Sheng raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"Before, there was a man who claimed to be the fifth strong man under the third prince's command. In my hands, he only supported less than 100 kinds of torture, and then he had already admitted defeat. Since you don't submit, then I hope you can support more and let me have a good time." Jiang Fengyu looks plain.
"It is you who have captured the fifth strong man. You are so brave that even the third prince's people dare to be imprisoned, and they will not be released soon." Pan Shengli exclaimed that the top five had never returned to report his orders. In addition to what he had seen and heard, they guessed that the top five was in danger, but they did not expect to be arrested.
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