Chapter 23 The ancestor is wise!

Tang Xiaofeng carefully pulled out the silver hairpin, teared a cloth and pressed it on Lian Jinfeng's wound, hating himself for not coming sooner.

Fortunately, although Lian Jinfeng was unconscious, his breath was still there. Although the silver hairpin pierced his chest, it did not hurt the vital points, which made him feel relieved.

Behind him, Yan Zixiao held Hu Erniang hostage and looked at Lian Jinfeng quietly. Seeing Lian Jinfeng's beauty, peach cheeks and apricot noodles, she was afraid she was more beautiful than the legendary fairy. Yan Zixiao always felt that she was pretty, but when she saw the girl in Tang Xiaofeng's arms, she subconsciously felt ashamed and thought to herself: "No wonder Xiaofeng just met her and was reluctant to forget her and wanted to save her no matter what."

A feeling of sourness surged in my heart.

Hu Erniang said mutely: "I have brought you here. When the boss comes back, I can't even get rid of me. If I don't leave now, can we wait to die together?"

Tang Xiaofeng also knew that time was not waiting for anyone, so he picked up Lian Jinfeng and walked out with Hu Erniang and Yan Zixiao. As soon as he came outside, a powerful murderous aura surged in.

In front of them, a man in black stood. He was burly, with a black sword on his back, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of wax, which was very dark yellow. Just standing there, he gave people an irresistible feeling. Behind him, there were hundreds of Guimao Mountain thieves. Although these thieves were numerous, they were just like his background.

Hu Erniang said in a lost voice: "The boss!"

It turns out that he is Shi Zhongtian, the "ghost sword"!

Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao looked at each other, and their hearts were chilling at the same time.

Hu Erniang wanted to explain: "Big boss, I..."

Shi Zhongtian suddenly drew his sword, and the sword light swept across like thunder. Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao were alert at the same time and rushed back to the dungeon in an instant.

The sword light flashed and cut Hu Erniang into two pieces. She was still alive, screaming and crawling in desolately. Shi Zhongtian took two steps forward and kicked her away with one kick.

The thieves watched the second leader be killed by the boss like this, and they didn't dare to say anything.

In the dungeon, Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao looked at each other. Yan Zixiao asked in a low voice: "Xiaofeng, what should we do now?"

In fact, in this desperate situation, there was no way to do anything else. She just subconsciously asked the previous question.

Tang Xiaofeng was also having a headache. Shi Zhongtian didn't care about Wang Zihua's life or Hu Erniang's life or death. Just as Hu Erniang said, in this person's eyes, I'm afraid no one can't be killed. It would be impossible to let Shi Zhongtian let them go.

As the light and shadows dimmed in front of him, the Netherworld Sword in Shi Zhongtian drew a gorgeous track and flew in. Tang and Yan quickly came out their flying swords and fought with the Netherworld Sword. The sword energy was crisscrossed and the cold light splashed everywhere. They were forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step.

When Tang Xiaofeng saw a stone road slanted downward behind him, he quickly shouted: "Sister Zixiao, let's go in first."

The sword energy of the Netherworld Sword soared. They shouted at the same time, and two flying swords hit.

With a loud bang, the stone chamber vibrated and gravel fell. Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao turned around at the same time and rushed into the tunnel.

Shi Zhongtian walked in with his hands behind his back, caught the Netherworld Sword flying backwards, snorted coldly, and spewed out a mouthful of blood and energy into the sword. He threw the Netherworld Sword, and the sword light was like a rainbow, rushing into the tunnel. The unstoppable speed even pierced the air with burnt smell.

Yan Zixiao found that the Netherworld Sword was approaching and hit Tang Xiaofeng's back heart. She felt anxious and turned around and cut it off regardless of everything. The flying sword hit the Netherworld Sword, and a crisp sound was heard, and the flying sword scattered, and she even spit out a mouthful of blood and threw her delicate body away.

"Sister Zixiao!" Tang Xiaofeng was shocked and freed up a hand to hug Yan Zixiao. Seeing the corners of her mouth bleeding, her face pale.

Yan Zixiao had a strong blow and forced the Netherworld Sword to retreat a little. Tang Xiaofeng did not dare to delay, and hugged Lian Jinfeng with one hand and Yan Zixiao with the other hand, controlling the sword with his heart. The flying sword kept slamming on the top of the stone path, and the stones collapsed, filling their way.

They are now like turtles in the trunk, and it is good to delay for a moment.

Outside the stone path, Shi Zhongtian took back the Netherworld Sword. Seeing that the huge rocks collapsed more and more, he completely blocked the passage and frowned. Of course, he knew that there was just a dead end below, and these people had nowhere to escape. However, in order to prevent an accident, he immediately ordered his subordinates to transport the falling rocks and clean the passage so that the matter would be resolved as soon as possible.

There were several enemies hidden in the stone path, all of which were solved by Tang Xiaofeng's flying sword. Soon, he flew to a dark place, where turbid air was everywhere, and the smell was odorless. He looked around and did not find any more passage... This was the end of the underground passage.

Although he had long guessed that since this place was regarded as a dungeon, there was no other exit, but after knowing that it was indeed a dead end, he couldn't help but feel lost in his heart.

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the corner: "Boy...who are you?"

Tang Xiaofeng was startled and turned his head in shock. Then he realized that there was a skeleton locked with a chain there?

Of course, it was not a skeleton that shrank there, but a human, but although it was a human, it looked almost as different from a skeleton. His body was old and thin, and his limbs had several parts that were rotten so much that he could see the thick white bones. His eyes emitted a miserable green light, which looked cold and weird.

On him, he was wearing iron chains.

His appearance was too terrible. Even Yan Zixiao, who had always been tough, had her scalp numb and couldn't help but shrink behind Tang Xiaofeng.

"Who are you?" Tang Xiaofeng stared at the man.

The man smiled strangely and said, "No matter who I am, it has nothing to do with you. Judging from your appearance, you have to escape here by Yao Chong. Unfortunately, this place is just a dead end. You have no other way to escape here except waiting for death."

"Yao Chong?" Tang Xiaofeng frowned, "It's not Yao Chong who chased us, but Shi Zhongtian, the leader of Guifu Mountain..."

The man laughed and said, "Yao Chong is Shi Zhongtian, and Shi Zhongtian is Yao Chong. He is both the eldest prince of the gentleman country and the pirate circling the East China Sea. He is a human face and a beastly heart, and is mean and rude. If you are targeted by him, it is also your unlucky."

Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao were both startled.

It turns out that the "Ghost Sword" Shi Zhongtian is the real identity of the eldest prince of the Gentleman Kingdom, that is, Wang Zihua's brother? No wonder Guifu Mountain is so close to the Gentleman Kingdom, no wonder last night when Hu Erniang said that it was the "Shi Dajia" that asked her to kidnap Jinfeng, the faces of Wang Zihua and Wu Zhihe were so ugly.

Tang Xiaofeng put Lian Jinfeng on the ground and heard the sound of knocking sounds coming from it. It was obvious that the pirates were trying to open the passage. He looked at the weirdo and couldn't help asking: "Who are you? Why are you locked up here?"

"Who am I?" The man danced around his limbs, his iron chains clanging, and his voice was filled with grief and anger. "I am Yao Chong's master. I gave him his Nether Sword, and I taught him his Nether Twelve Nether Skills. However, in order to get more from me, he secretly poisoned me and locked me here for more than ten years. Good disciple, really a good disciple."

Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao looked at each other... Shi Zhongtian was indeed cruel and ruthless.

The man snorted coldly, glanced at Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao, and said, "I see that you two have the red sword energy, and they are clearly learning Zige sword technique. Who are you?"

Yan Zixiao said in surprise: "Yan Zhitui is my ancestor. Xiaofeng and I learned it from the secret purple song sword technique of our Yan family..."

"Secretary of the Yan family?" The man mocked, "I was just bored for a while and couldn't stand Yan Zhitui's begging, so I took him as an apprentice and taught him this set of Zige swordsmanship. How could this set of swordsmanship become your Yan family's secret? However, Yan Zhitui was more reserved and lacked talent, and at most he could practice this set of swordsmanship to the Zihua realm. If he wanted to practice Shenhua, it was just a delusion."

Tang Xiaofeng and Yan Zixiao looked at each other again, and they were a little unbelievable.

Yan Zixiao whispered: "In the allusions passed down from my Yan family, there are indeed records that our ancestors met masters overseas and learned swordsmanship. In the allusions, the master who taught his ancestors' swordsmanship claimed that his surname was Zhu and his name was Zhu Qian..."

The old man smiled strangely and said, "I am Zhu Qian."

Yan Zixiao opened her eyes wide, and Tang Xiaofeng even shouted: "This is impossible. Yan Zhitui is from Northern Qi. If you lived from that time to now, you would have to be at least two hundred years old..."

Old Man Zhu Qian sneered: "What is strange about the way of swordsmanship, if you practice to the extreme, how can you live two or three hundred years old?"

Yan Zixiao wanted to ask again, but Tang Xiaofeng had already pulled her down and knelt down with her, laughing: "It turns out that the ancestor is here, and he is rude."

Tang Xiaofeng pressed Yan Zixiao's head with his right hand, and asked her to kowtow three times to the monster old man with him, then raised his head and said angrily: "Master, that Shi Zhongtian... No, it's Yao Chong, it's too hateful. Not only did he be ungrateful, he imprisoned you here, but he also wanted to kill you. Even your disciples and grandchildren..., even my smart and cute people and animals are harmless, I am really tolerant, and I cannot bear it. It's so tolerant, a villain like this, living in this world is simple and natural law, so you don't want to let go. Master, don't you?"

Old Man Zhu Qian glanced at him and said, "You kid is interesting. Do you want me to pass on your tricks or two so that you can go out and defeat Yao Chong?"

Tang Xiaofeng opened his arms: "The ancestor is wise!"

There is no other exit in this place. Shi Zhongtian will be able to come in sooner or later. At that time, they will have to fight Shi Zhongtian to the end. However, when he and Yan Zixiao's two swords were combined, they were not Shi Zhongtian's opponent. Now Yan Zixiao's flying sword has been broken. He alone is afraid that Shi Zhongtian can destroy him by stretching his finger.

This old man was not only Shi Zhongtian's master, but also Yan Zhitui, the ancestor of the Yan family. Shi Zhongtian locked him up here for more than ten years but did not kill him. Obviously, he wanted to ask more secret techniques from him. If he was willing to teach him a few unique tricks, he might not have to be afraid of the "ghost sword" Shi Zhongtian.

Crouching for the moment sounds ridiculous, but it seems to be the only hope at present.
Chapter completed!