Tang San silently presented the paper with the gunpowder formula in front of everyone. However, no one paid attention to the content on the paper, but everyone fell silent.
The biggest challenge everyone faces now is the huge strength gap between them and Wuhun Palace. Even with the formula, there is no way to ensure Jiang Siming's safety, and he may even be wiped out in one fell swoop.
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In a cold prison.
The sudden sound of chaotic footsteps broke the terrifying silence.
"Take him away." The speaker's words were cold and sarcastic.
Several people stepped forward to untie the cuffs on Jiang Siming's body. The cuffs had been deeply embedded in the wrists that had been hung for a long time.
The few people showed no mercy at all. The wrists that had been ripped off were already bloody. However, at this moment, Jiang Siming no longer had the strength to moan and could only breathe slightly thicker.
Outside Wuhun City, the sun is shining brightly, and everything around seems to be peaceful and peaceful.
Flanders, Grandmaster, Liu Erlong and Zhu Zhuqing, who insisted on following, faced off against the masters from Wuhun Palace led by Bibi Dong.
"I have sent someone to release Jiang Siming. Do you also want to show your sincerity?" Bibi Dong said coldly.
The master looked at the woman opposite him who he once loved deeply, but now she has become so cold, and he couldn't help showing a painful expression on his face.
"I need to see my students first, otherwise there will be no need to discuss anything." Flanders said forcefully.
"Okay. Bring him up." Bibi Dong said.
The gate of Wuhun City slowly opened, and two armored guards dragged Jiang Siming, who was seriously injured and unconscious, out slowly. The blood hole in his dantian looked particularly dazzling. The skin, which was like dead wood, disappeared under the reflection of the sun.
The luster is as if there is a puppet in front of you.
"Si Ming!" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming, who had never seen his original appearance before, and wanted to rush forward.
"Zhuqing, calm down!" Flanders desperately held down the shoulders of Zhu Zhuqing who was struggling crazily. However, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot and his heavy breathing exposed the anger in his heart.
"Bibi Dong!" At this moment, the master was completely furious. His best disciple has now become like this.
"Are you angry? The angrier you are, the happier I will be. I want to repay the hurt I suffered to the world twice as much!" Bibi Dong looked at the master with hatred in his eyes, feeling inexplicable pain in his heart, but still said crazily.
That beautiful face gradually turned ferocious.
"You crazy woman!" The master went crazy and wanted to rush towards Bibi Dong, but Liu Erlong on the side tried his best to stop him.
Flanders looked at Jiang Siming, who had lost his human form, and took a deep breath. He was not even sure that Jiang Siming was still alive.
"Let Jiang Siming go, I'll give you what you want." Flanders said through gritted teeth, and took out the piece of paper with the gunpowder formula written on it from his arms.
"Ask the little girl to send it over, and I will let Jiang Siming go." Although Bibi Dong was not afraid of Flanders cheating, after all, this was Wuhun City, she was still cautious and did not take it lightly.
With hesitation in his eyes, Flanders turned his head to meet Zhu Zhuqing's firm gaze, sighed silently, and handed the formula to Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing took the formula, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and calmed down his mood.
"I'm warning you, I can destroy this formula at any time. I hope you will do what you say." Zhu Zhuqing said with red and swollen eyes as if he had exhausted all his strength. Then he walked towards the Wuhun Palace.
"Bring him here!" Bibi Dong waved her hand. The armored guard behind him dragged Jiang Siming, who was like a living dead, slowly forward and walked towards Zhu Zhuqing.
The two sides got closer and closer, Flanders and others danced faster and faster, and the tense atmosphere suddenly made time become extremely slow. These short few dozen meters seemed extremely far away.
Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Zhu Zhuqing and Jiang Siming.
A black shadow suddenly appeared, knocking away the two armored guards dragging Jiang Siming. It grabbed Jiang Siming and Zhu Zhuqing and rushed towards everyone in Flanders.
"Tang Hao!" Bibi Dong and other Spirit Hall experts all looked at that figure in surprise. Without the top combat power of Sword Douluo, Tang Hao still dared to appear. It was simply a desperate act.
Behavior.
Flanders and others finally breathed a sigh of relief after successfully rescuing Jiang Siming, but they still looked solemn. After all, how to escape is the most important thing now. They had no intention of making a deal with Bibi Dong, after all, Bibi Dong was impossible
They believe in the authenticity of this recipe so easily, so it is even more impossible to let them go easily.
"You guys leave quickly! I'll take the lead!" Tang Hao said with a heavy tone, handing the unconscious Jiang Siming and Zhu Zhuqing to Flanders and the others. Then he released the Clear Sky Hammer, ready to attack the Spirit Hall at any time.
"Stop Tang Hao!" Five titled Douluo instantly rushed towards Tang Hao and others on the opposite side.
"Hurry up!" The huge Clear Sky Hammer instantly stopped the four titled Douluo. The remaining one ran straight towards Flanders.
"Zhuqing! Take Jiang Siming away quickly!" Flanders handed Jiang Siming to Zhu Zhuqing.
The three Flanders formed a formation in tacit understanding, released their martial souls, and the soul power blended together, releasing a dazzling golden light. The might of the dragon suddenly erupted, and the sacred golden dragon roared like thunder towards the titled Douluo.
Zhu Zhuqing was holding Jiang Siming and could only feel Jiang Siming's weak breathing, but he suppressed the pain in his heart and ran away quickly with Jiang Siming on his back.
"Don't even think about escaping!" Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold it any longer and rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing.
With a dragon roar, a huge golden dragon claw blocked Bibi Dong. At this moment, the titled Douluo who was entangled with the golden dragon seized the opportunity and emitted a purple light wave from his hand that instantly penetrated the golden dragon's right claw.
Golden blood seemed to be left on the wound of the giant dragon, and it howled in pain.
Bibi Dong was also entangled with the golden dragon. The dark green spider king's shadow appeared behind her, stretching out eight slender and sharp claws to help Bibi Dong move quickly.
"Zhuqing. You shouldn't have come." Jiang Siming finally woke up and saw Zhu Zhuqing running desperately with him on his back. The earth-shattering sound of fighting came from behind, and he roughly guessed what happened.
"Si Ming, you promised me that he can't die! Hold on, everything will be fine." Zhu Zhuqing said hurriedly. The bumps of running made Jiang Siming's skin like dead wood even though he was wearing clothes, Zhu Zhuqing could clearly feel it.
Really, she didn't understand what her man had gone through.
"Stop!" The giant spider silhouette instantly appeared in front of Dede Arata.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was running with all his strength, encountered a sudden change and had no time to stop. He rolled heavily to the ground with Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming, who was already seriously injured, was hit so hard again that he spit out a mouthful of thick black blood.
"Si Ming! Are you okay?" Zhu Zhuqing couldn't even wait to stand up and quickly came to Jiang Siming in a crawling manner.