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Chapter 1952 Dungeon

thump!

Without his head, He Gaofei's body shook and fell to the ground.

The people watching around were all horrified.

Although He Gaofei has no abilities, in the final analysis, he is still the son of the Lord of Shenglin City.

Even for the sake of the Lord of Shenglin City, Lu Yu should restrain himself.

However, instead of showing any dignity, Lu Yu directly took action and killed He Gaofei.

If you can kill He Gaofei, will you kill them next?

No one is sure.

"How could such a monster suddenly appear under the command of Uncle Lei Jing?"

Such a question has flashed through many people's minds.

Lu Yu glanced at everyone, walked straight to a soldier, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the place where you imprison people?"

Seeing Lu Yu right in front of him, the soldier's legs were trembling and he almost knelt down.

This is a task that can kill a general with one hand. It is too easy to kill a small soldier like him.

The soldier's lips trembled and he was speechless for a moment!

"Say it!"

Lu Yu's eyes instantly emitted a captivating light.

What he possesses is the soul of the Taoist Lord. For an ordinary monk like this, it is the emperor who has absolute repressive power when he meets the people.

The soldier stiffened and immediately replied: "He is being held in the dungeon behind the Governor's Palace."

"Take me there!" Lu Yu said in a deep voice.

The soldier's entire spirit had been completely controlled by Lu Yu.

When he saw Lu Yu speaking at this moment, he had no nonsense at all and turned around to lead the way for Lu Yu.

"As for you, just take care of yourself." Lu Yu glanced at the others lightly.

Wow! Wow!

The army outside the meeting hall also put away their magic weapons and left in unison.

After Lu Yu left, everyone in the meeting hall felt a sense of relief.

Some people ran to Tan Jin and observed carefully, only to find that Tan Jin's death was extremely miserable, with almost all the bones in his body broken.

"In the Earthly Immortal Realm, all the muscles and bones of the whole body will be tempered. Even if they are blasted by some magical weapons, they will not be able to hurt such a strong person. However, this guy beat Tan Jin like this with just one palm!"

"Unimaginable, unimaginable!"

Many people were shocked to see it.

At the same time, the fear of Lu Yu in my heart became even stronger.

Inside the dungeon.

The cells here are basically empty. Governor Li Longqing disappeared, along with the prisoners in the dungeon.

And now, many ministers who are unwilling to follow the rebellion are also being imprisoned here.

Among them were Pei Tianguang and the captured general Cao Bao.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

In a dark dungeon, a jailer waved the whip in his hand and beat a man tied to an iron stake as hard as he could.

The man's strong upper body was already covered with dense whipping scars. Blood seeped out from the skin, and there were blood stains everywhere.

He is none other than the general Cao Bao who broke into this place before.

Although Cao Bao was very powerful, he could not defeat the four-handed man with two fists. Under the siege of the rebel generals and the beast king, he had no choice but to be captured.

"Still not recruiting? Haha, it doesn't matter, I have plenty of time to play with you!" the jailer sneered again and again.

The whip in the jailer's hand is called the Divine Whip, which can cause damage to people's souls.

For many of the monks who were captured, even though their bodies were extremely strong, the whipping on their souls was extremely painful.

That is, the pain that penetrates deep into the soul can drive a tough guy crazy.
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