surnamed Wang

In the Tang Sect dungeon, a middle-aged man stood in front of Feng Wuyong, who had white beard and hair. The man looked simple and honest, but there was a hint of hostility in the depths of his eyes.

"It's you who made the whole dungeon so noisy?" Feng Wuyong spoke first, probably because he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Follow me or die here?" Luo Tian said calmly.

"I, Feng Wuyong, never take orders from anyone, but if you want to destroy the Tang Sect, I don't mind helping."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he heard a "clank", and the four chains binding his hands and feet were cut off at the same time. Feng Wuyong fell to the ground again, and his eyes, covered by long hair, narrowed slightly.

At this time, a fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms came towards the entrance. Although he looked like a mountain of meat, his movements were extremely sensitive.

"Mozun, you have wasted half a day of effort just to save an old guy with few bones?"

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A few years ago, Fatty was also a well-known villain in the Jianghu. He had been imprisoned in a dark dungeon for so many years, and it was enough. Seeing that the devil wasted his time for an old man, he naturally became a little rude in his words. .

Before Luo Tian could speak, Feng Wuyong, who looked no different from an ordinary bad old man, spoke first:

"Can the old man kill him?"

Luo Tian didn't reply, turned around and walked towards the exit, the fat man saw the old man so ignorant, he grinned sinisterly and said:
"The Sa family has heard of your name for a long time, the remnants of the Feng family back then, the Tang Sect was so kind that they didn't kill you, a bereaved dog, and now they dare to show off in front of the uncle?
Old thing, there is a saying in the rivers and lakes that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. If you don’t have a hidden weapon in your hand, what about your great ability? "

Feng Wuyong dug his ears, didn't look at the fat man at all, and walked towards the exit with his bare feet. Every time he took a step, the shackles on his hands and feet would rattle, which made the fat man beside him really upset.

The fat man is not a good-tempered master. Seeing that the other party ignores him, the smile on his face is even stronger, and he stretches out his big hand to stop him. The old man continued to move forward, and kicked a stone blocking the way with his right foot in a seemingly casual manner. , but the fat man abruptly stopped on the spot.

Feng Wuyong walked past him, muttering "noisy", and the fat man's huge body immediately fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

Several people around heard the sound and saw that there was an extra blood hole in the middle of the fat man's eyebrows at some point.People in the world only know that the Feng family is ingenious and unparalleled, but they don't know that their real ability is to use the Qi control weapon, and if they practice it to a high level, they can kill people by picking flowers and flying leaves.

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Feng Wuyong's move not only removed a person who was an eyesore, but also shocked the other people present.

This group of people has been imprisoned in the dungeon for a long time, ranging from a few years to decades. Apart from hating the Tang Sect, they are also quite dissatisfied with their position.

Especially the few people on the eighth floor, all of them were dissatisfied with Feng Wuyong who was on the ninth floor, and the fat man who died was one of them.

Feng Wuyong had no interest in this gang of mobs. In his eyes, the only threat was the middle-aged man who took the lead.

He is not a person who can be manipulated by others. From just now to now, he has tried to sneak attack the opponent more than once, but in the end he found it impossible to do so.The man seemed to have his back turned to him, and it couldn't be easier to deal with, but Feng Wuyong couldn't find a single flaw.

At this moment, only the man at the front said coldly:

"This is the last test, and next time, I will directly suck up your skills."

Feng Wuyong's eyes buried in his hair moved slightly, and he didn't say anything, but just looked away from the other party.

A coquettish woman with a charming smile on her face from the beginning to the end heard the word "suck dry", and couldn't help looking at Feng Wuyong and licking her lips. She really likes the young, but the old guy with such profound skills, she squeezed The nose can bear it.

Feng Wuyong obviously noticed the woman's gaze, turned his head and grinned at her, and made an extremely obscene kneading movement with his hands. Seeing this, the latter immediately showed coldness and murderous intent.

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A few people came to the eighth floor, where a group of prisoners of various colors had already gathered, there were strong men over seven feet, and short men less than three feet, besides, there were scruffy beggars and elegantly dressed young masters...

Seeing the middle-aged man, this group of people immediately bowed their heads and bowed down, saying in unison:

"Meet the Demon Lord."

During this battle, even Feng Wuyong, who has always been used to storms, couldn't help but change his color slightly. Which of the people in front of him is not a well-known vicious villain in the world, and a ruthless character that no one accepts outside, but now he is willing to give it to those people People are subordinates.

Just as Feng Wuyong was hesitating, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the entrance. Hearing the voices one after the other, it was two people with average skills.

All the prisoners got up and turned their heads to look, only to see a young man with an angry face approaching with a sword in his hand, pretending to be an inner disciple of the Tang Sect.

Being locked up underground for so long, and being used as a medicine cauldron every now and then, all the villains had already had great resentment towards the Tang Sect. Now when they saw the Tang Sect disciples, they all immediately grinned, drew their weapons and walked towards the young man.

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Tang Jing's feverish mind finally came to his senses at this moment. He looked at the crowd with fierce eyes, and his scalp tingled for a while. Just as he was about to turn his head and run away, Hong Mao also rushed down in a hurry.

The boy couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this scene, but then he found "Silly" in the crowd and said:

"Old Luo, what are you doing here? How did you get mixed up with this group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp?"

The young man's ability to satirize people has been perfected, and he offended all the people present at once. Among them, a prisoner on the sixth floor recognized this cheap-talking kid at a glance, and he pulled out his knife and was about to chop him up.

Seeing this, Hong Mao quickly opened his posture and prepared to fight, but the prisoner had just taken five steps before it turned into a blood mist with a "bang", and the people around felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this.

The middle-aged man who was called "Old Luo" by the teenager said in a deep voice:
"This matter has nothing to do with you, leave Tang Sect quickly."

"Could it be that what the old mute said is true, and you really did these things?" The boy continued to ask.

Luo Tian didn't reply, the coquettish woman beside him interrupted at this moment:
"Yo, I didn't expect a baby to come, Mr. Mozun, why don't you leave him to the slave family, the slave family will love him very much."

At the first glance of this eye-catching woman, the innocent young man immediately felt hot all over. He was a little startled, and forcibly looked away. Tang Jing reminded at this time:

"Be careful, her name is Liu Rumei, and she is best at charm."

"Hey, isn't this little brother Tang Jing? It's been so many years since I've seen you grow so 'big'. You haven't hit the eighth layer yet? It's really blinding my old lady's skill."

The seductive woman recognized Tang Jing, and couldn't help but tease. It seemed that the two were old acquaintances, but the latter snorted coldly and didn't reply.

The young man on the side suppressed his restlessness and said:

"Mother, you are blocking the way, please get out of the way."

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