The tiger was wandering around Qiao Lianshou, seemingly looking for an opportunity.

The sound of water coming in from the corridor distracted Qiao Lianshou. The pungent smell of wine was not as mellow as the red leaf wine he drank before.

At this moment, the tiger suddenly pounced over and grabbed Qiao Lianshou's sleeves. He was shocked, his mind went blank, and he used all his strength to break away from the tiger.

When the tiger circled around him again, Qiao Lianshou had already had murderous intentions. He made an immediate decision. When the tiger turned around, the stick in the priest's hand poked the tiger's eyes, and then he quickly stepped forward and locked his feet.

With the tiger's front paws, he pulled out the iron rod with all his strength and swung the tiger away from the Tianmen.

It wasn't until the tiger lost most of his blood and gradually lost movement that he regained his previous appearance, panting heavily and collapsed in the corner from exhaustion.

He slowly raised his trembling hand and licked the tiger's blood on the back of his hand with enjoyment before recalling the movements of the tigers when they circled around him.

At this time, when he came back to his senses and suddenly glanced around the corner of the execution room, he found that the wine flowing in was spread all over the floor, and he gradually felt a warm feeling in the room.

He put his fingers on the ground, dipped some wine in his mouth and took a sip. He suddenly remembered what the supervising man said, but at this time, he had no strength left after a fierce battle with the tiger. He simply picked up some more wine.

He hurriedly drank it down, and it was so hot that he almost vomited out his heart and lungs. With a familiar smell, he blurted out: "Hongye wine from Sheng'an Courtyard! Wen Sheng'an!"

When he woke up, it was already too late. The raging fire had already sprayed into the corridor, choking his throat and making it impossible to breathe. In an emergency, he tore off the canvas on the wall, filled it with urine, covered his mouth and held it.

The flames ran away.

Looking at the door of the hall outside tightly closed, he kicked it several times, but the door did not move at all. Only then did he realize that Aihu had foreseen the danger and wanted to pull him away. At this juncture, Qiao Lianshou was not in the mood to think about it anymore.

The hair on the back of his head was stinking from the fire. After covering his head with a piece of cloth and taking a few deep breaths, he got lucky and tried to open the door with his right palm.

The flaw in Nether Escort's phantom skill is undoubtedly revealed. When the valve is blocked by fireworks, only 10% of the skill can be used.

Just when he was desperate, the holy elephant behind him suddenly fell to the ground, and then he thought of the secret entrance leading to the dungeon.

At this time, the city was in chaos, and the heroes in the village also rode down the mountain and jumped into this subversive mission.

The scholar stood in the Drum Tower of Eight Alleys, watching the fire break out in the torture room, and immediately reported to Ma Jun: "We are surrounded, I don't think he can escape even if he has wings!"

Ma Jun should have been happy to hear such news, but he still frowned, bit his finger and said in a daze: "Scholar, I was negligent! I was negligent!"

"What?"

Ma Jun asked: "Can you still find the location of the dungeon?"

The scholar slapped his forehead: "Oh! I forgot to tell Wen Sheng'an about the dungeon!"

With that said, he hurried downstairs, followed closely by Ma Jun.

Ma Jun and Xiucai walked through the angry crowd and headed straight for the back of the execution room.

At that time, there was no light in the dark passage. Qiao Lianshou was familiar with the road and kept counting the steps in his mind as he walked inside.

When he reached the dungeon, his skills were almost restored. He held his breath and punched the wall. A bead fell out, instantly illuminating the dungeon.

The stench of corpses hit my nose. I searched for the source and saw that what was left there was only a skeleton that had rotted for a long time. I took a few steps towards the door and saw a series of eye-catching words on the wall inside:

This is a heroic journey without any final results. I am willing to be a fountain by the moon!

Qiao Lianshou was both angry and ridiculous. He chuckled and murmured: "Xingxia? Haha!"

"Thief! You should have died thousands of times!"

Suddenly, a hole opened above the head, and a person jumped out from above.

Qiao Lianshou turned around and saw that it was Ma Jun. When he wanted to escape, he had no way out, so he simply let go of the cell door handle with both hands and said: "This is a good city, but I want you to destroy it! I have been in the world for thirty years.

, Ask yourself that you haven’t done anything sorry to anyone!”

When you meet an opponent in chess, if anger runs through your heart, it will definitely be a bloody battle. After hearing this, Ma Jun was furious and said: "The minions of the Netherworld must be eradicated in my lifetime, Ma Jun! You think you have nothing to apologize for."

What happened? The city that your father, Qiao Zhen, worked so hard to build, was completely defeated by you today! Eat my fist, which is a glorious ancestor!"

Ma Jun was so angry that he had no intention of holding back this time. The first move was the most powerful Wu Nian Killing Shinto among the 27 Extremes, vowing to crush Qiao Lianshou.

The speed of the fist was like running water, dragging a roar of wind past Qiao Lianshou's ears. He took a step back and said in surprise: "External style fist?"

"It's the punch that kills you!"

The scholar who climbed above saw Qiao Lianshou's strange footwork and his fists and palms moving like a shadow, so he quickly shouted: "Ma Da, your inner strength protects you!"

Ma Jun was only slightly distracted. A fist came out from nowhere and hit Ma Jun on the shoulder. He suddenly felt that the pulse in his left arm was frozen.

"This move is called the Judge's Order, little kid, watch out!"

Seeing that Ma Jun was hit by this move, Qiao Lianshou became even more eager to fight. His eyes revealed an unprecedented murderous look. He put his two palms together, and his footwork suddenly disappeared and then became firm, but he could not clearly see the movements of his fists and kicks.

The scholar was also anxious at this time. He had never seen this strange and sinister move before, but the swaying of his footwork just now seemed to be the same Kung Fu that Gui Chai had used. This was obviously not an outsider's Kung Fu.

Ma Jun was a little wary and secretly tried to open the acupuncture point on his left arm.

In the eyes of internal masters, they can sense the slightest force around them. At this moment, Qiao Lianshou felt a powerful inner flow of energy filling the entire room.

After traveling in the world for several years, he had heard about all kinds of masters, but the power bursting out from the horse army in front of him seemed to be much stronger than what he had seen before.

Qiao Lianshou kept turning his hands forward in an orderly manner, channeling all the energy in his body into both hands. At this time, the pulse in Ma Jun's left arm was tightly blocked, and he felt that his chest was blocked with the slightest exertion.

Why don't you wait if you don't make a move now? When Qiao Lianshou saw an opening, he immediately used the Silent Step. He saw several figures drawing out in the dark light. The horse army was so frightened that he immediately interrupted his luck and avoided the palms coming towards him.

But who would have known that this palm was the Eight Soul Release Movements among the Phantom Twelve Movements? The key point is to concentrate the power of one palm to strike out eight powerful palms that follow the wind like a shadow. When Ma Jun dodges the incoming moves of the three movements, the third

The fourth posture happened to go towards Ma Jun's armpit.

The scholar was shocked, and when he was about to scream, the move that was enough to cripple Ma Jun's arm had already hit him. Ma Jun's eyes widened, he put his feet on the ground to exert force, and he took the move forcefully, feeling like it was breaking an ice, and half of his body

I lost all my sleep and fell to the ground in a coma.

"Mysterious jade flows backwards, Qi harmonizes with the will, and the will destroys it!"

Just when Qiao Lianshou thought he had succeeded, he struck at the back of the horse army's head one after another, but he only hit dry land.
Chapter completed!