How could Zhou Jian miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He turned over, pressed Sotuo under him, raised his fist and smashed it like a violent storm.

Bang bang bang!

At first, Sutuo could resist a few blows, but one of his wrists was broken and he could no longer block it.

"Ah!" He screamed, his flesh and blood being bruised from the smash.

"Someone, someone, come!"

"Help me!" He called for help in a panic. It was the first time he was so embarrassed.

"Aren't you crazy? Aren't you going to kill me? Please help me!" Zhou Jian yelled and smashed his face crazily, wanting to avenge the dead souls.

Bang bang bang!

Blood splattered and he quickly lost his human appearance.

"Crazy guy, stop!" A loudspeaker roared angrily, and he rushed in desperately.

Snap!

Wuyang's long whip waved, knocking back several people.

"ah!"

"You are looking for death!" Many loudspeakers were furious and anxious. Even if all the more than 50,000 people here died, they would not dare to let anything happen to Sutuo.

In Dunhuang, he is the same as the Crown Prince!

Bang!

With Zhou Jian's last punch, there was a bang, which directly knocked Sutuo unconscious. His body was stiff, and he was shocked from being hit alive!

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!" Zhou Jian gasped for air, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his thighs felt a heartbreaking pain. He finally captured the man alive!

Looking at the fighting around him, the Qingtian Guards who were trapped in a tight siege, and the Dunhuang trumpet that was already going crazy, he did not dare to delay, so he lifted Sotuo with one hand and picked up a broken blade with the other.

"Who dares to move!!"

Four words, the battlefield exploded with momentum like a rainbow.

When hundreds of loudspeakers saw this scene, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and their faces turned pale, including many armed groups in front of them. They panicked instantly. The bishop was actually arrested?

"Let go of the bishop!" a loudspeaker shouted angrily.

"Whoever dares to move again, I will kill him immediately!" Zhou Jian shouted, extremely strong and iron-blooded, and did not pay attention to their threats at all.

"You!" Those loudspeakers with ferocious faces were extremely anxious, but they stood still and didn't dare to move.

"Do you know who he is? If you dare to kill Bishop Sotuo, I guarantee that within a hundred days, all of you will be buried with him!"

"You can't bear Dunhuang's anger!" Someone threatened through gritted teeth.

Zhou Jian smiled coldly: "Really?"

"Then I really want to see how terrifying Dunhuang's anger is!"

He suddenly exerted force on his hand, and the broken blade cut open Sutuo's face. Blood flowed out instantly, and the severe pain awakened Sutuo from his coma.

"Ah!" He screamed, struggled, and roared.

"No, no!" The speakers' faces suddenly turned pale.

"Hmph, if you dare to say one more thing, my knife will not cut his face, but his neck!"

Hundreds of Dunhuang loudspeakers were frightened and did not dare to step forward: "Don't mess around. Give us the people and we will retreat right now."

Zhou Jian sneered and carried the people back to a safe position: "What you think is quite beautiful. You are not qualified to bargain. All kneel down and throw down your weapons!"

"Don't throw it away!" Sutuo roared ferociously and arrogantly: "I don't believe it, he dares to kill me!"

Zhou Jian's eyes turned cold. He had never heard such an exorbitant request in his life. Without hesitation, he cut off Sotuo's ear with a knife, causing blood to splatter.

"Ah!!" The pig-like screams pierced the sky again. Sutuo was extremely miserable. Who would have thought that Sutuo would have such a day.
Chapter completed!