Tang Chen and Hong Mao soon came to the third cell, which was obviously different from the previous two, the door was not an ordinary iron railing, but was made of a single iron plate, the exact thickness of which was unknown, and there was a narrow hole under the iron door, which was used for passing food.

It was the first manned cell they had encountered, guarded by a Tang disciple dressed in a black suit with a bronze and iron-like bell pinned to his waist. Seeing the two coming, the man was stunned for a moment, and then asked Tang Jing:

"Why, you're going to choose him?"

Tang Jing's face was helpless, "It's hard to disobey the teacher's order, open the door." ”

The keeper nodded and asked no more questions, then turned and took out the key.

With a "click", the door lock was opened, the thickness of the iron door far exceeded Hong Mao's prediction, and at this moment his curiosity had reached its peak, as far as this iron door was concerned, he believed that there were three heads and six arms locked in it.

But when the iron door was completely opened, he was dumbfounded, and in the huge cell, there was only a slightly chubby and bald old fellow, who was not much better dressed than the one in the first cell, who was picking at his feet mercilessly, and did not forget to put it in front of his nose and smell it.

Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head and looked at a few people with a smile, his appearance was very ordinary, not like a vicious person at all, but none of the few people present were just starting out, so naturally they would not be deceived by their appearance.

Tang Jing stepped forward, took out a porcelain vase and said:

"Here is the antidote to the poison you have, which can make you comfortable for a while, provided that you accompany me to the martial arts arena to practice."

The old man smiled kindly and said:

"What if the old man misses and kills you?"

"Life and death are fateful, and if your skills are not as good as others, you can't complain about others."

"Good!"

The old man slapped the table next to him heavily, and with the sound of "bang", Hong Mao only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment, the old man was already in front of the three of them.

Seeing this, the guard's right hand subconsciously touched the bell on his waist, the old man looked at him sarcastically, and had no intention of moving forward, Hong Mao noticed that the old man's ankle was tied to a black iron chain as thick as an arm, and the other end extended to the wall, and the sound came from this.

The old man stretched out his hand towards Tang Jing, who threw out an elixir with an expressionless face, and the old man swallowed it without the slightest hesitation.

……

There are many martial arts platforms in the Tang Gate, in addition to a few large and small ones in the square, there are more than ten scattered courtyards in various courtyards of the sect, in addition, as a dungeon for felons, there are also rings on each floor.

The ring is small in size and is made of large blocks of granite.

Hong Mao stood under the stage, looking at the old and young on the stage with curiosity, the chains on the old man's feet were still there, but at this time they were tied to a protruding iron ring in the center of the stage, and its length was just enough to cover the entire martial arts stage.

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but slander, this Tang Sect is a famous sect, and he is so careful, but think about it, a sect that relies on hidden weapons to make a fortune with poison, how big can the heart and eyes be?

The black-clad guard from earlier followed, standing aside and watching coldly, his right hand resting on the strange bell the whole time.

Seeing that the two people on the stage had not moved for a long time, the young man leaned over to the guard and whispered:

"Brother Lao asked, what is the origin of this old man, I think you all seem to be afraid of him?"

Seeing that his attitude was quite polite, the other party explained:

"This old guy's real name is Li Huoyun, he is a little devil, he likes to eat people's hearts and livers, and he is extremely cunning, he has killed no less than 100 lives during the war, and then he wandered to Bashu and provoked the eldest prince who was still alive at the time, so he was arrested by the Tang Sect.

Presumably you also saw it just now, this person's skills are weird, even if it is a strange poison of the sect, it can't completely suppress his skills, and now Tang Jing rashly gives the antidote, I'm afraid that he will suffer for a while. ”

"In that case, what if he becomes ferocious for a while and makes trouble for us after killing Tang Jing, that thin iron chain can stop him?" The boy looked worried.

The guard glanced at Hong Mao, a little strange how Tang Jing could know this kind of person, and he actually came up and looked forward to his friend being killed, although he didn't like it in his heart, he still explained:

"That chain is made of dark iron, unless there is a divine soldier to help, don't even think about it, and even if he is really lucky to open it, I have other ways to subdue him."

"That's good!" Hong Mao patted his chest, looking happy.

……

While the two were talking, the old man who was sitting quietly in the middle of the ring slowly opened his eyes, and after exhaling a long breath of turbidity, a smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and said:

"To be able to enter the sixth floor of the dungeon, you must be the core disciple of the Tang Sect, the old man has been trapped for thirty years, the inner and outer disciples have killed a lot, and the Tianjiao disciple is still the first time to kill, I will taste your heart and liver later."

In the end, the old man had completely lost the kindness he had at the beginning, his face was full of hideous smiles, his eyes were full of anger, and Hong Mao touched his chin when he saw this, and said to himself:

"Mother, this old thing is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, I don't know if I am against him, how many layers can I have?"

The guard on the side glanced at him sideways, and did not take the young man's words seriously, such a guy who was afraid of death, it is estimated that he can only brag about it.

……

Li Huoyun slapped the ground, and his figure immediately rose, and the hard granite ring left a palm print with five fingers under this palm.

Tang Jing's face was solemn, the sword in his hand waved forward without hesitation, and the scabbard was instantly shot out as a hidden weapon, but the old man was not flustered, he used his hand as a knife, and easily cracked the scabbard into two sections with one palm, and then his body did not stagnate at all, and swept straight forward, the speed was a few points faster than before in the cell.

Tang Jing knew that the old man was terrible, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so the sword flower in his hand flew to resist the old man's first attack.

"Hey, boy, don't be an old man, I don't know that you learned the swordsmanship of those five girls, what can a big man learn from a woman to learn swords?"

As the old man spoke, his left palm stabbed out with the wind, and Tang Jing glanced at a flash of white light, and hurriedly raised his sword to parry.

The old man didn't know what kind of weird exercises he was practicing, his hands were slightly white, and when he collided with the sword, he made a piercing sound of gold and stone.

Seeing that his left hand was blocked, the old man whose real name was Li Huoyun immediately turned around, and his right hand, which was also glowing with white light, leaned out from an extremely tricky angle, aiming directly at Tang Jing's heart.

The latter did not dare to relax his vigilance from beginning to end, and the steel blade in his hand flicked the opponent's left hand away, and the hilt of the sword switched to the left hand, and the backhand cracked on the old man's stabbed right hand.

Hong Mao in the audience saw it, and directly clamped the sword inlaid with pearls and jade to his armpit, stretched out his hand and applauded:

"Tang Jing, good job, I don't know what kind of temperament you have, if it were me, this old boy would dare to insult my master, and the master would definitely knock out his front teeth."

Tang Jing didn't react to the young man's arch fire, but Li Huoyun on the other side didn't have a good temper, forced the young man opposite to retreat with one palm, turned his head to look at the juniors who were talking nonsense in the audience, and said with a sad smile:

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

"Boy, no one in your family taught you to speak well? You'd better not fall into my hands. ”

Hong Mao lit up the sword in his hand and said with a smile:

"Old thing, sir, I'm not from Paper Lake, who are you scaring about? After a while, wait for Tang Jing to knock out your front teeth and change the master to hit the back molars. ”

Hong Mao said, looking at the black-clothed guard on the side, "This brother, do you want to be together?" ”

The latter's face immediately became unnatural when he heard this, and he said in his heart, "What are you kid doing to kill me?"

……

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