Chapter 226

"Nonsense. It's you who killed Duanmu Jishuang. Do you think you can cheat the predecessors of the demon sect?"

Duanmu linger suddenly stood up, his eyes with cold, Xuan Qi condensed into his eyes, and two sword lights flew out of his eyes and attacked Lin Zhirong.

She stepped into the third level of secularity, and her cultivation has gone further. Two sword lights pierced the array barrier of the iron prison and bombarded it.

"Sister ling'er, it's really gratifying that her cultivation has been improved again. Unfortunately, now she's just a prisoner."

Lin Zhirong's mouth was slightly hooked, with a look of disdain.

With a wave of his arm, he formed a worldly wheel, rolled the two sword lights upside down, hit duankisuzuki's legs, and made two blood holes.

The sound of broken bones sounded.

Both sword Qi hit duanki linger's leg bone.

Duan kisuzuki felt that the bones of her legs were broken, and her pain was splitting, and her blood flowed, and her body fell to the ground.

Fine beads of sweat escaped from her forehead, but she didn't cry out miserably. She clenched her teeth and said, "dare you... Break my legs, and my father will kill you!"

Duankisuzuki's five fingers tightly grasped the corners of her clothes and resisted the sharp pain.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were cold, and a continuous current flowed from the tip of his fingers.

Lin Zhirong sneered and said, "do you think you still have a chance to live? Duan kisuzuki colluded with the people in the court and sold the demon gate. Now the imperial army has come to the foot of the nine death cliff. You have made a terrible mistake and still want to get out of the iron prison alive?"

Duanmu linger's face changed and said, "the imperial army has come to encircle and suppress the demon gate general altar again? How is this possible?"

Lin Zhirong said proudly, "even your father can't hold you this time. The predecessors of the demon sect have decided to throw you two into the ten thousand snake cave and kill you with the most cruel punishment."

Ning Xiaochuan could see that Lin Zhirong was not lying. In this way, the imperial army had really come to encircle and suppress the demon gate general altar again.

Lin Zhirong glanced at Ning Xiaochuan and said, "Ning Xiaochuan, I heard that you have cultivated a magic skill, which is comparable to the blood eating demon skill. If you pass this magic skill to me, I can consider letting you two leave."

"Don't believe him, the prisoner in the iron prison of Mormon, he can't let go at all." Duanmu linger said.

Lin Zhirong sneered, "stupid! Maybe I couldn't let you go before. But now, all the masters of the demon sect have been restrained by the Imperial Army, and the defense of the iron prison is far less than before. With my martial arts cultivation, it's not difficult to take you out. If you pass that kind of magic skill to me, I'll let you go immediately."

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes showed hesitation, nodded and said, "OK! I can pass that kind of magic skill to you now."

"Really?" Lin Zhirong took a step forward and showed an excited look.

"Shua!"

Ning Xiaochuan, as fast as lightning, moved sideways to the iron fence, grabbed Lin Zhirong's neck across the iron fence, mobilized the power of the magic sword, and began to devour Lin Zhirong's blood and dark Qi.

Ningxiaochuan has just broken through the third level of refined realm, and it needs a lot of blood and gas to consolidate the realm. Since Lin Zhirong came to the door, he was naturally rude.

Under the suppression of Ning Xiaochuan's powerful force, Lin Zhirong was violently dragged over, his head was squeezed between two iron bars, and the bridge of his nose was crushed.

His heart was frightened, and he didn't expect that Ning Xiaochuan could actually get out of Xuanling's iron lock. Now, it was too late for him to fight back. The blood in his body flowed back to Ning Xiaochuan's palm.

"You don't want to see that kind of magic, I'll let you see it slowly now." Ning Xiaochuan held Lin Zhirong's neck and lifted him from the ground, crushing his head flat.

The two deaf and dumb prison guards were slightly surprised. At the same time, they shot Ning Xiaochuan and stabbed the spear in their hands.

They are all first-class martial arts masters. Their moves are quite fierce, blocking all the retreats of Ning Xiaochuan. If Ning Xiaochuan doesn't let Lin Zhirong go, he will surely die under the spear.

But Ning Xiaochuan didn't mean to let Lin Zhirong go!

Today, he is dead!

"Break it!"

Ning Xiaochuan dashed up, broke three iron bars with his body, and shot out of the iron prison. One hand held Lin Zhirong, pressed him firmly on the iron wall, smashing his head open and emitting wisps of blood.

Ning Xiaochuan's back unfolded a pair of seven meter long wings of angry wind, and the Xuan Qi condensed into feathers. The feathers were like iron hooks, and the wind was like a hurricane. The two deaf and dumb prison guards flew out, crashed into the iron wall, and the spear in their hands fell to the ground.

Under Lin Zhirong's unwilling, frightened and pleading eyes, the blood in his body was sucked dry, his body dried up, his skin dried up, his hair was pale, his eyes were deep concave, and finally he became a mummy.

Ning Xiaochuan refined his blood and gas, so he walked over to the two deaf and dumb prison guards, hit two lightning behemoths, and split them into powder.

Ningxiaochuan then returned to the iron prison. His fingers were pressed on Duan Kipling's leg, and he helped her stabilize the injury and stop the blood with dragon and tiger Xuanqi.

The wound pierced by sword Qi healed quickly and formed a layer of blood scabs under the repair of Xuan Qi.

Although the wound healed, the broken bone was not so easy to repair. If there is no healing pill, with her martial arts cultivation, it will take at least seven days to recuperate before the broken bone can grow back.

Ning Xiaochuan cut off the iron chain tied to her with a magic sword, carried her on his back, and walked outside the iron prison.

"Bang!"

Ning Xiaochuan cut open the iron wall with a magic sword, tore a human high hole, walked out of the crack and entered the iron prison channel.

They just got out of an independent prison. If they want to get out of the iron prison, they have to go through at least seven checkpoints.

The seven checkpoints were sealed by the xuantie heavy gate. It was as difficult as heaven for a martial arts master to escape.

As soon as Ning Xiaochuan and Duanmu linger came out, more than a dozen martial arts masters stopped them.

They are all deaf mutes, wearing thick armor, with cold eyes, holding a spear of Xuanqi level in their hands, and the spear tip is flashing with lightning.

"We must kill it as soon as possible. If the prison keeper spreads the news and the demon sect master rushes over, we won't have a chance to escape." Duanmu linger said.

Ning Xiaochuan's left arm bone had long been integrated with Wu Dao's magic power. When his arm extended, he immediately sent out hundreds of lightning and chopped at those prison guards at the same time.

The power of lightning is much stronger than before, and every flash of lightning is as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Lightning cut the prison keeper's armor, sending out green smoke. Through the thick armor, it bombarded the flesh and split the prison keeper into charred bones.

Prison guards are also strong in cultivation. If they are outside, they are all independent martial arts masters.

However, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation is more powerful, and he has the strength comparable to the older generation of strong people. Naturally, these prison guards are not his opponents.

More than a dozen prison guards were hacked by lightning and fell to the ground, turning into charred bodies.

"Ning... Ogawa!"

"Ning... Xiao... Chuan!"

In the iron prison, there was a faint voice, which could hardly be heard if you didn't listen carefully.

Ningxiaochuan was about to open the iron gate and immediately kill the next checkpoint. After hearing this sound, he immediately stopped.

In this dark iron prison, does anyone know him?

Looking for the source of the sound, Ning Xiaochuan went to a black iron wall, sacrificed the magic sword, and split the iron wall with a sword.

Inside this iron wall, there is also a cold and dark iron prison.

Inside, there was an old man with messy hair who was locked by 36 iron chains. It was obviously a felon of the demon sect.

The old man's body is quite dry, seriously dehydrated, and his clothes have been torn. I don't know how long he has been imprisoned here?

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the old man's robe, which was worn, rotten and discolored. However, after careful identification, he could still see that it was an official robe of the imperial court.

He is a military general of the court!

"Who are you? Did you hear our conversation just now?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.

Every cell in the iron prison of the demon gate is separated by a three meter thick dark iron prison wall. How high is the old man's cultivation to hear the dialogue in the next cell?

Those who can be imprisoned in the iron prison of demon gate are really not ordinary people.

The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, glanced at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "are you... Ning Xiaochuan of Jiange Marquis...? your father... Is Ning Qianyi, and your mother is Duanmu Ning?"

"That's right!" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes shrunk and said, "who the hell are you?"

"Calculate the time... You should be so old, haha, how are your father and mother?" The old man said.

Ning Xiaochuan said, "they were killed by Emperor Yulan eleven years ago."

"Eleven years ago." The old man's body trembled, and he tried to widen his eyes and said, "what sin?"

Ning Xiaochuan's time was very urgent, but the old man was able to say his parents' names, which made him curious, so he patiently said, "collude with the demon gate and betray the court, resulting in the total annihilation of 700000 troops of the court."

"Sure enough... Eleven years, eleven years... Cough..." the old man became more excited and smiled bitterly. If there was still some water in his body, he might shed tears. However, he was imprisoned for too long, so dehydrated that he couldn't even shed tears.

Ning Xiaochuan's heart moved and said, "eleven years ago, was the elder also in the army of encircling and suppressing the demon gate?"

The old man nodded and said, "in those days, your father was the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces with his commander's seal. Yue Wuyang was the senior general of the middle army; general Zuo Duwei, Mo Longting; general you Duwei, Qi Chong. I am Qi Chong."

Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed, bowed down, took out the imperial order, and said, "I'm here to check the truth of that war. I hope you can tell me something."

Ning Xiaochuan looked at the iron chain locked on the old man, and called out the magic sword, intending to cut off the iron chain and save the old man.

"No!" The old man stopped Ning Xiaochuan and said, "I... my longevity is... Almost exhausted, and I won't live long. If you cut off the iron chain with a sword, the anti shock force of the iron chain will only accelerate my death. That's it! I'm satisfied to see my old friend's son again at the end of my life."

Ning Xiaochuan held the magic sword and finally did not cut it off.