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Outside of the kitchen were the people from the west yard. When the people from the west yard heard that the Ghost King was dead, they actually rushed crazily into the kitchen. At this moment, Hua Qianxu and a few people from the Northern Courtyard slipped out the back door! The mission this time seemed simple, but it was actually full of danger. If he could not calculate every step, then he might be killed by the Ghost King's men in the west yard.

One of the brothers from the west yard saw that Hua QianXun and his men didn't seem to be from the west yard, so he hurriedly headed towards the north yard. He pointed at them and said: "Fuck!" Those few brats must have killed the Spirit King. "

Hua QianXun's expression changed as he thought to himself, "Not good, I've been discovered!" He told Tang Niu to bring his Northern Courtyard brothers and leave first. If they were to leave together, then Tang Niu and the others would surely die here. Tang Niu also knew that the situation was dire. "Brother, take care!" He then left in a hurry.

The people of the west yard rushed towards Hua Qianlou like a tide. Hua Qianlou was fearless as he fought alone against the people from the west yard. However, there were simply too many people in the West Branch. If not for the protection of the Astral Energy, Hua Qianlou would have already lost his life in the West Branch. It was unknown how many times he had been beaten by the people from the West Branch.

At this moment, the sounds of killing could finally be heard from the direction of the Northern Courtyard. "Blind man, you're finally willing to make a move!"

It could be said that Hua Qianlou was betting his life on the trust the blind man placed in him.

"Brothers, let's go!" Wuqing waved his hand, and over a hundred men rushed towards the Spirit King's group like floodwaters.

The tables and chairs in the cafeteria were all fixed in the ground to prevent conflicts. If these tables and chairs had been able to move, they would most likely have been reduced to dust by now. There were also a few people who brought along their fellows, who stole it from different places, such as kitchen knives, screwdrivers, hammers, even some people who held iron nails that could kill people, they had used them all. These people were originally desperate, life and death were just passing clouds, for a moment, the prison cafeteria turned into a hell.

He saw a criminal with a hammer pounding his head, blood splattering all over his face; a criminal with a kitchen knife barreling about; a prisoner who was about to be cut down; a prisoner who suddenly dashed forward and stuck a steel rod about a metre long into his stomach; a penknife waiting for an opportunity to cut someone's neck.

After a while, a strong stench of blood pervaded the surroundings of the canteen. Many people were lying on the ground in disorder. Some had already closed their eyes, while others were still writhing in pain. Accompanied by mournful screams, prisoners fell into pools of blood.

This was just an ordinary day. For ordinary people, it was just an ordinary day. However, for the prisoners of the death prison, this was the most unforgettable day in their memories. No one knew that under the alluring setting sun, blood was endlessly spreading like water, flowing towards death and hell.

After the people from the Northern Courtyard and the Western Courtyard rushed to kill each other, they finally led the people from the Western Courtyard to the end of the battle and saved Hua Qianlou!

Great Strength Vajra originally wanted to bring the people from the West Branch to attack, but after the Ghost King died, the West Branch's people were somewhat disheartened. As such, they could only watch as the people from the Northern Courtyard rescued Hua Qianlou. And what Mighty Vajra needed to do now was to deal with the Ghost King's aftermath.

Unexpectedly, just as the people from the Northern Courtyard left, the Southern Courtyard rushed to the West Courtyard under the lead of the Old Daoist and the butcher. He heard that with the death of the Ghost King, it was a good opportunity for the Southern Courtyard to increase its strength. The old Daoist was an ambitious person, so he brought his aggressive brothers over to kill.

Never in his wildest dreams would Hua Qianlou have thought that he would cause a bloodbath in the four factions because of his murder of the Ghost King.

After all, the Spirit King gang had suffered a lot in numbers. As time passed, they gradually began to feel that it was unbearable. Originally, there were hundreds of people here. However, after being killed for a while by the people from the Northern Courtyard, a lot of them had already died. Later on, under the lead of the old Daoist and the butcher, the remaining two hundred men of the Great Strength Vajra were actually surrounded.

Blood was gushing out from all over his body. It seemed that he had used up quite a lot of his energy. If he continued, he would tire himself to death even if he did not get cut to death. How could he have the demeanor of an expert? After being killed by the North and South Courtyard, he had already consumed a great deal of his internal energy.

Vajra wiped the blood off his face and said, "Old Taoist, if you have the guts, come out and fight me one on one!"

The old Daoist pushed his way through the crowd and walked out. He looked very funny, wearing a Daoist robe over his prison uniform, with a disdainful sneer on his face, "I have so many brothers here, why should I fight with you alone?" Do you take me for a fool? "

"Pui!" "How shameless, it just depends on your numbers!" Mighty Vajra spat out.

The old Daoist laughed and said to King Kong with a disdainful look, "I have a lot of f * cking people, what can you do to me?"

The old Daoist's humiliating action infuriated Great Strength Vajra, who roared and sent his fist flying like a meteor towards the Spirit King.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of the Ghost King. That black shadow's speed was incredibly fast, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

The punch did not slow down in the slightest. Instead, it swept towards the black shadow with an even more powerful force.

The black shadow was none other than the butcher who had been standing behind the Ghost King.

Although Great Strength Vajra was also an expert, he had never fought against the Southern Courtyard's butcher. It was said that the butcher's martial arts skills were above the Southern Courtyard's. Mighty Diamond was already lacking in strength, and now, facing a hidden expert like the butcher, it was like a nightmare for him.

The butcher sneered. His smile was as cold as frost, bringing with it an extremely bone-piercing chilliness. He raised his right hand and casually waved it.

A cold and sharp blade appeared in his hand. He circulated the remaining Zhen Qi in his body and used all his strength to wave it towards the butcher.

All of a sudden, the Mighty Vajra let out an earth-shattering scream as blood splattered everywhere. At the same time, a white, broken palm flew out from the blood and landed on the ground with a 'pa' sound.

His face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat were rolling down his face. He looked at the butcher in front of him with incomparable fear, as if he was a follower from hell, a special envoy from hell. This was also the reason why people called him "Butcher".

"Brother King Kong!" A comrade from the west yard dashed like an arrow to the side of Great Strength Vajra.

The butcher looked at them coldly and said, "You overestimate your capabilities!"

After he finished speaking, his hand raised and the blade fell. The few brothers from the West Branch all lost their lives in the hands of the butcher.

Although it was lucky for the butcher to be able to kill King Kong with just one hit, there was no doubt about his strength. This was because the name of the butcher could be used to describe the entire 'death prison'! They were all trembling. If it was in normal times, Great Strength Vajra wouldn't be so easy to deal with. It was only because the sudden death of the Ghost King had dealt him a great blow, and coupled with his lack of strength, he was facing off against the butcher.

In this battle, the West Branch lost more than three hundred people, and the remaining five hundred were all recruited into the South Branch. The old Daoist of the Southern Courtyard had become a super figure of the "death prison" in a single leap. Speaking of which, he was rather grateful to Hua Qianlou because he had weakened the East Branch's strength and killed the Ghost King. That was the only reason why the South Courtyard was able to make use of this opportunity. However, the old Daoist also knew that Hua Qian Xun could easily kill the Ghost King. He was definitely a character, but he didn't know what would happen if he were to fight the butcher. In any case, the old Daoist looked forward to this day, because as long as the butcher could defeat Hua Qianlou and Wuqing, then this "death prison" would be his.

When he returned to the North District, he was mercilessly led to the blind man and Pao Zi.

The blind man said, "Kid, I didn't expect you to be such a character. You could actually kill the Spirit King so easily. It seems the mission I gave you is really too simple."

"Senior!" The Ghost King is not as easy to deal with as I thought. If not for Brother Wuqing bringing the people from the Northern Courtyard to save me, then I might have died in the Western Courtyard. "

Although the blind man couldn't see anything, he knew that this was the 'death prison'! He knew the situation like the back of his hand. The reason why he did not let the people from the Northern Courtyard participate in the battle was because the number of people there was really too few. Although the strength of the Northern Courtyard was not bad, it only had a measly seven hundred people. He did not want to use this battle to weaken the Northern Courtyard. What he wanted to see was the result of the battle. As long as Hua Qian Xun could kill the Spirit King, then that was what the blind man wanted.

Bo Zi smiled at Hua Qianlou and said: "Big brother, you are so awesome! He's actually able to kill the Ghost King. Brother Wuqing said that he can only fight evenly with the Ghost King. "

"Haha!" Brother Wuqing was being modest! Boss Boya, if I want to hang out with you in the future, you have to take care of me! "

"Hm!" "I will." said Potts innocently.

In this "death prison", youngsters like Hua Qianlou were few and far between. Although Wuqing could be considered one of them, he had never spoken much. As such, Boyd treated the new recruit as a friend, not a subordinate.

The Blind Swordmaster stood by the side and listened quietly. When he heard that Bo Xun had a very good impression of Hua Qianlou, he waited for the two of them to finish their conversation before saying, "Wuqing, you take Bo and go out first. I have some things to discuss with Brother Zheng."