Fall one two, three four. But there were twenty or thirty soldiers present, and they had already broken through to Xiao Feng at this time, and the spear in their hands was dull, so they could only be used as sticks.

This shot came towards Xiao Feng and hit it from top to bottom. In the next second, five or six more clubs were waved in mid-air.

Seeing that Xiao Feng's brain was about to burst, at this time, its wings fluttered, and it suddenly rushed forward. Rushing in front of the soldiers, leaning upward, those two claws already grasping at the milky white light.

The milky white light was like a layer of paper, easily pierced by the claws, and the two claws grabbed the two soldiers in the chest, and a sharp pain reached their minds.

Xiao Feng happened to dodge this round of attacks. The two soldiers were in pain and couldn't help but retreat back, but the soldiers behind were not hindered at all, and they bypassed the two and rushed towards Xiaofeng with a turn of footsteps.

At this time, without the flame blocking their advance, the soldiers arrived in front of Xiao Feng in the blink of an eye, and the spears in their hands were pressed from top to bottom, poked from the inside out, and swept by the side.

Xiaofeng was blocked all around at this time, and there was no way to enter the ground.

Feng Qingcheng and Dongfang Wuya, who were closely watching the battle situation in the cell, were also very anxious, and their right hands were tightly clenched into fists.

But at this moment, suddenly a black thing flew towards the soldiers on the side. These soldiers threw themselves on Xiaofeng, and they couldn't imagine that this thing would have helpers!

Caught off guard, the black thing struck his face, seeped into his eyes, and flowed into his mouth and nose, and a peculiar stench filled his head, and the soldiers kept spitting on the ground, wiping their hands into their eyes.

Seizing this moment, Xiao Feng screamed and flapped his wings and flew towards the gap next to him, and the next moment, those spears hit Xiao Feng's original position, and a loud sound sounded.

Unexpectedly, there were still helpers, these soldiers were also stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked towards the entrance, but at this glance, they couldn't help but shout: "Young master?!" ”

With the light coming in from outside the prison, it was the young master, Zhao Hui, who was standing at the entrance of the prison. After that happened yesterday, he didn't go back to the Young Master's Hall all night, and he didn't expect to come here at this time.

I saw Zhao Hui holding the brush with one hand, the brush was full of ink, and it was this ink that was pasted on the soldier's face just now.

This Zhao Hui didn't speak, and roared angrily and went at these soldiers.

The soldiers didn't know what the situation was, so they retreated again and again, shouting loudly: "Young Master, we are ordered by the Elder Xun to guard the prisoners here, I don't know what the young master means!" ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hui had already chased after him several times in succession, and the brush in his hand was like a sharp sword, swinging towards this group of soldiers, and the ink splashed everywhere.

The ink was thrown at the group of soldiers like small darts, and the soldiers at the front could only raise their hands to resist in a hurry.

But he never thought that the ink actually passed through the milky white light on his body and hit him, and then the soldier screamed miserably, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the spear had fallen to the ground, and he fell to the ground with his hands on his chest, and blood overflowed from his mouth, looking very painful.

This change, everyone in the prison was unexpected, and they couldn't imagine that the young master would come back to rob the prison?!

Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya can't guess it, what kind of trick is this young master Zhao Hui playing?!

The sturdy prisoner suddenly stood up, opened his eyes suddenly, stared at Zhao Hui, and his muscles stood up.

But the situation is urgent, and the good opportunity can't be missed in vain, and it doesn't matter what his situation is. Xiao Feng screamed, then flapped his wings again and rushed forward, this flame erupted from the pointed mouth, this time it was different, this flame was actually white.

The distorted air in mid-air instantly transmitted heat to the first few soldiers, and when they landed, the soldiers screamed, and their entire bodies and clothes turned to ashes, and the iron spear head melted into a puddle of molten iron, and once the powder was entangled, it was no longer possible to distinguish it.

And when the rest of the soldiers saw this, they didn't care about the young master and many masters, since they dared to rob the prison, even if they were young masters, they had to have the consciousness of death!

I saw that they roared, and then they all stepped forward again, the spear danced, like a dragon, but Xiaofeng's body was agile, dancing in mid-air, with a sharp mouth from time to time, the white flames gushed out again, and several soldiers died tragically.

And although Zhao Hui's face was pale, he couldn't see what he was thinking, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a second, and he didn't know how much ink was stained in the brush, and the ink hit the faces and chests of these soldiers fiercely. Although it can't kill people, it can also make it ineffective.

The other prisoners in the prison were also frightened enough to hear the screams of the jailer and the tragic state of the dead body, and they did not understand what was happening, so they had to shrink their bodies in the corner, praying that they would not be implicated in their heads.

Soon, all the soldiers in this prison were buried in Xiao Feng's white flames, but at this time, Xiao Feng's physical strength was also consumed a lot, and he was panting for breath.

Seeing this, Feng Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes kept staring at Zhao Hui, for fear that he would cause another incident.

Xiao Feng hurriedly flapped his wings and flew over, spraying at the chains outside the fence gate.

The white flames swooped down, and the sheer temperature made Feng Chengcheng take two steps back.

This fence is really powerful, even if it touches Xiaofeng's flames, it is only the outer layer that slowly turns black, but the lock is obviously much worse, and it quickly melts into a puddle of molten iron and falls to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng put away the flames. Feng Chengcheng hurriedly pushed open the door and caught Xiao Feng's crumbling body, this time it was really difficult for him.

But at this time, Zhao Hui was still standing at the entrance of this prison, did not leave, and did not make any other movements, just his face was pale, and his right hand grabbed the barrel of the brush tightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Qingcheng didn't have time to care about him, so he hurriedly walked to the cell of Dongfang Wuya, his apricot eyes widened, and he shouted, his right hand was tight, like a knife, raised and fell high, only to see a sword qi born out of thin air, and with a bang, the lock fell to the ground.

Dongfang Wuya also walked out, and the family was finally reunited again.

The sound of killing in the prison just now was shocking, and the people outside must have known that someone had robbed the prison, and the reinforcements would come soon, so they had to leave quickly.

But when Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya looked at each other, they understood what they were thinking.

One went to save Zhou Kang, and the other went to save Baguzi.

I don't know if there is a formation carved in this cell, and the body that was originally unable to exert its strength, the moment he stepped out of the cell, the strength came back like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

The lock was easily opened, and Zhou Kang and Baguzi were rescued, and as soon as the four of them were combined, they planned to leave here first and then talk about anything else.

But at this time, Zhao Hui, who was blocking the entrance, suddenly stretched out his arms to stop them.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes sharp, and he said in a trembling voice, "I want you to take me with me." ”

As soon as Feng Qingcheng heard this, he narrowed his eyes, this Zhao Hui is obviously the young master of Thunder Valley, how many people envy him, why do you want us to take him away, is it possible to use us to achieve a certain trick?

Seeing that Feng Chengcheng and them were all looking at him like this, Zhao Hui hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I can't finish talking about the reason for this, I will definitely explain it to you in the future, and the method of entering and exiting Thunder Valley, I am the only one who knows that I am willing to help you." Thank you for your consent. ”

After Zhao Hui finished speaking, he clenched his teeth again, the strange feeling had rushed to his throat, his eyes were foggy, and tears flowed down.

Feng Tiancheng and the others thought about it, this is also true, and it was this person in the village at that time who did his best to protect himself and others, so that he could not die on the spot today.

"Okay, then you can follow us, time is running out, hurry up!"

As soon as Feng Qingcheng discussed with the others, he frowned and said quickly.

Zhao Hui nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, another loud voice rang out in the middle of the prison.

"Those nine Dharma Protectors have already rushed towards here, and you were no match for them when you were unharmed, and even if you can escape from this prison at this time, you will definitely not be able to escape from their palms."