The people outside the door seemed to realize what was happening. The jailer at the head shouted to the people around him: "Go get the key, quickly!"

"I'm going to kill them here. Fei Wei suddenly laughed and scolded, "A bunch of brainless brutes, before I give orders, whoever dares to open the door will cut off their heads!"

Outside, he replied with a sincere fear, "Yes!"

Zhao Ji found a wall to lean on, holding his breath, feeling terrified in his heart.

He had never seen such an emotion as Feiwei, it was the appearance of a cross heart to kill, it was the legend, decades ago, when he fought the top ten masters alone, maybe he was what he was like at this moment.

At that time, he could still be called fighting for freedom, but in the past ten years, he has lived in the dark, facing blood, his spirit is slowly declining, and his murderous spirit is becoming deeper and deeper.

His music has long since lost its vitality, but it is just a leisurely and long hatred, and as soon as he says it, he will not blow it next.

But who knows, what he'll do next?

Feiyu's voice flickered far and near, drifting uncertainly: "For more than ten years, you will actually leave me here for more than ten years, I don't know anything - you just stay here and talk to me." ”

Zhao Ji could feel that he was getting closer and closer to here.

He had no way to retreat, and there was a wall behind him, and he couldn't see it without closing his eyes. He felt only a gust of wind, an invisible shadow, deviating from his body and blowing straight into the crowd around him. There was a scream, and the faint cold blood pierced his nose, stabbing his head and splitting his head, and he thought of the little man and the big red beard he had only known for a short time, and his heart was a little depressed.

He heard Wang Liefeng calling to himself: "Zhao Ji! It's dangerous there, go this way!"

Zhao Ji quickly replied, "Okay." I'll come here. ”

However, Zhao Ji only took half a step in the direction of Wang Liefeng and stopped.

Wang Liefeng said anxiously: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Ji paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Back then, you took me as a hostage and got out of it, do you still want to use such a small skill of carving insects after more than ten years?"

No one can stop the Flying Ray, except his mother.

Fei Wei naturally understood this truth very well, so he was ready to suppress Wang Liefeng through Zhao Ji first.

So—

Wang Liefeng said: "You are crazy, Zhao Ji, don't you want to be killed by the flying dragon?Why are you - why are you so smart, my stupid apprentice, you are much smarter than I imagined, how did you find out?" he said, his voice gradually changed, returning to his original voice, the soft and clear, male voice.

"Because," Zhao Ji said with a smile, "Wang Liefeng will never call me by my name." ”

The Flying Ray was shocked.

He simulated Wang Liefeng's voice in an attempt to control Zhao Ji but failed, but instead let Wang Liefeng, who was closer to Zhao Ji, identify his direction, and came up with an arrow, grabbing him in the face like a red tasseled goddess!

Fei Wei dodged and said, "You are missing some accuracy! I heard this Lord Liu Anshi say that your father is a sharpshooter, but the sharpshooter has no eyesight, so it can only be regarded as a random shot, right?"

Wang Liefeng gritted his teeth. In this darkness, it is indeed difficult to gain the upper hand for a while by hearing alone. This idea was captured by the Flying Rays and suppressed in a very short time. The flying dragon walked over step by step, punching him in the left shoulder, punching him in the right waist, his fist was wrapped in hard armor, and there were even square thorns in his fingertips, iron thorns, from all angles, without any gaps, trying to pierce his throat in every possible way, if he was allowed to fight like this, no matter how powerful the master could resist.

Even if ninety percent of his strength has been abolished, coupled with the extremely heavy armor on his body, the power of the flying dragon is still extremely strong, and the internal force is also extremely strong, he is pressing step by step, Wang Liefeng retreats step by step, in such an overwhelming formation, Wang Liefeng does not realize that he has no way to retreat, and when he reaches the edge of the arena, he will fall down with another punch-

Wang Liefeng did not resist.

Zhao Ji has never doubted Wang Liefeng's ability, no matter how strange things he does, there is always a purpose for him, but he looks a little painful, a little unbearable, and-

He obviously felt that Wang Liefeng was a little impatient.

"Impatient" means to be hard-braced.

"What's wrong with you, stupid?" said the Flying Ray laughed, "What are you waiting for?

What are you waiting for?

Wang Liefeng didn't answer him.

The flying ray punched again, sparking sparks, little bits, little lights.

Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

Just a moment is enough.

Fei Wei was puzzled, and suddenly felt something rubbed on his chest, and his eyes were also hot-

For him, it's just hot. It's black when it's cold, and it's black when it's warm.

However, for Wang Liefeng, it was different.

This spark is enough for him to ignite the red tassel in his hand.

The red tassel burned, shining slightly, the tongue of fire licked up little by little, brighter and brighter, hotter and hotter, from a little spark, quickly turned into a snake, and burned its wings, becoming a burning bird, its life was extremely short, it was short-lived, it was fleeting, it was burned and turned into ashes, it was radiant in an instant, and it fell into the abyss again in an instant, it was three-dimensional, a pool of burning blood, burned into Wang Liefeng's eyes-

Wang Liefeng threw the tassel back with the handle of the knife and said, "Lord Liu!"

It's been a long time since the Flying Ray has experienced warmth. He didn't realize for a moment what it was, and when the warmth of the fire passed in front of him, he even went back to more than twenty years ago, and even saw the face he had been longing for, a feeling that he could only experience when he embraced, so he suspected that he was hallucinating.

When he understood, he tried to rush over to stop it, he punched Wang Liefeng, Wang Liefeng didn't let him beat him this time, he dodged it lightly, Feiwei didn't want to waste more time, so he used light skills and ran to the torch, he wanted to let the fire go out, otherwise-

Late.

Liu Anshi held the torch in his hand, transferred the fire lit by the red tassel to the torch, and when the torch burst into flames, it threw a torch down and threw it into the arena, where there were piles of dead people's clothes, even if it was a hungry dog, they didn't eat these, and no one came to clean them up, and they were piled up on the ground unconsciously—when they landed, the orange-red fire burned brightly, and the light was brighter and warmer than just now, and the firelight illuminated the entire dungeon, and the dungeon became brighter than ever, and even, it was hot.

The jailers outside the door couldn't bear it, and because the fire had reached the door, the temperature kept going outward, and at last the people guarding the door could not bear it, and they were worried about what was happening inside, so they brought the key and opened the door, and the fire sprayed them in the face, and they shouted, "Go and get water!"