Wu Yazi threw the chain that imprisoned him on the ground in disgust, and glared at it viciously.

"Master, let's get out of here quickly. Xiao Fengxian said.

This is the Longtan Tiger's Den, and their current position is like being in the mouth of a Siberian tiger that has been sleeping soundly. Waiting for the Siberian tigers to wake up, they may swallow them into their stomachs at any time, and they will not spit out even a single bone.

Wu Yazi nodded, he had already realized that his cultivation was all there, just because the iron chain had been obtained for too long, and now he was afraid that it could only reach fifty percent of the usual amount. In this way, the little fat man walked in front to lead the way, Wuyazi followed behind, and the little phoenix followed behind the palace. When the three of them passed by the table where the cell head was sleeping, this guy was still asleep, unaware that the important prisoner in the cell was about to escape.

When they walked out of the cell, the three of them let out a long breath, and a feeling of being a tiger for the rest of their lives came spontaneously. They seemed to feel that the moon tonight was exceptionally bright, as if it could illuminate people's internal organs and penetrate into the eight veins of the strange scriptures. The chirping of insects in the distance and the chirping of insects in the near distance are intertwined, like a song that can sing and cry and touch the heartfelt love piano. The leaves also rattled under the push of the autumn wind, as if they were also cheering for the cliff to escape.

"Who?"

The three of them were so happy that they were careless for a moment, not noticing the guards patrolling here. The guard's exclamation, like an ant exploding a pot, soon outflanked many people from all sides, and surrounded the little fat man and them. Among them, there are also masters in the palace, as well as people from the Thousand Poison Mountains.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little fat man stabbed to death a master who wanted to rush over to lead the way, picked up his sword, and threw it to Wuyazi. The little fat man lowered his voice and said, "Brother, you go first, my palace is behind." ”

Wu Yazi hurriedly shook his head, and said very righteously: "Brother, how can this allow you to fight alone? ”

The little fat man was very moved when he heard Wuyazi's words, so he said: "You guys go quickly, they can't trap me, I have my own way to get out." ”

Before Wu Yazi could answer, another master pounced on the little fat man. This master's cultivation had already reached the Five Elements Stage, which could be seen from his sword momentum that shone with a pentagonal light. This person is menacing, a long sword is like a dragon going out to sea, and he wants a tiger to get out of the hole. The sword qi was mixed with this fierce cold qi, just like a cobra that has always been highly venomous, trying to devour the little fat man in it. The sword body of the ice spirit refracted dazzling light, as if it was about to tear the air open a big hole, as if it was going to swallow everything in heaven and earth into the torn black hole.

The menacing sword is about to cut the little fat man under the eyes. When all the guards were about to see the joke of the little fat man, the black-clothed masked man, a light suddenly flashed in front of them, and the fierce sword of the palace master came to an abrupt end. At this time, the master of the palace stopped, he looked at the knife that stabbed into his chest in disbelief, closed his eyes unwillingly, and when he was dying, he didn't see how the little fat man's knife was pulled out between the lightning and flint.

Wuyazi, who was standing not far from the little fat man, was surprised to see the little fat man's knife. In a hurry just now, he seemed to see that the little fat man's quick knife was mixed with this seven-star-shaped pattern. Could it be that this little fat man's cultivation has reached seven weeks? This is not unscientific! You must know that he has lived most of his life without a cliff, and his cultivation has only reached the Liuhe period. Looking at the entire Tianhua, there are only a handful of masters who can cultivate for seven weeks. Like the little fat man, a person who is less than twenty years old has cultivated for seven weeks, and if this is said, eleven out of ten people will not believe it. Wu Yazi began to wonder if he had been imprisoned in the dungeon for too long, causing him to be a little dazzled and misunderstood.

Seeing that the man in black stabbed to death a master in the palace who had a good cultivation, the onlookers were a little surprised. After being stunned for a while, two people immediately joined forces to launch an offensive against the little fat man. From their sword qi, it could be seen that these two people were both masters with the cultivation of the Five Elements Period. The two of them tried to combine their swords and cut the little fat man under the sword.

The little fat man was still not in a hurry, and slowly picked up a sword. His sword seems to be slow, but it is fast. The two long swords were slashed by the little fat man's sword, and with a whine, the long sword was cut off, and the short sword fell to the ground. The little fat man's sword did not stop after cutting their long swords, but flew swiftly across the necks of the two men.

At first, the two people didn't feel anything, and Zhizhi felt a chill on his neck, and when he reached out and touched it, a stream of blood flowed down through his fingers. The two men felt frightened and opened their mouths to scream. However, because the trachea had been severed, he opened his mouth and did not cry out, so he fell to the ground, trembling and convulsing a few times, and then he was silent.

Now Zi Wuyazi can see the little fat man's sword qi clearly, and the dazzling seven stars snatch people's souls. Wu Yazi believed that he was not mistaken, the little fat man was really not an ordinary person, he was seven weeks old at a young age, and he couldn't guess which alien could teach such a clever apprentice. The seven stars of the little fat man, not only did the master and apprentice of Wuyazi see it clearly, but even the besieging palace guards, the palace masters, and the people in the Thousand Poison Ridge saw it clearly. In their eyes, the seven-week master is like a behemoth. Now they are looking at each other, and no one dares to step forward.

The little fat man took advantage of these people to be in a daze, and yelled at the master and apprentice of Wuyazi: "Brother, you go quickly!"

After Wu Yazi knew the little fat man's cultivation, he knew in his heart that with his current fifty percent cultivation in the Liuhe period, plus the little phoenix in the five elements period, he could only drag the little fat man back. So, Wu Yazi gritted his teeth and told the little fat man: "Brother, then you should be careful." As he spoke, he and the little phoenix were sacrificing swords and flew into the air.

Because the people in the palace were watching the little fat man, a seven-week master, no one dared to come out to stop the escape of Wuyazi's master and apprentice. They stared wide-eyed, and could only watch as the two masters and apprentices of Wuyazi fled.

At this moment, several people came from a distance. The little fat man could see it clearly, and the leader was none other than Bai Zizi, the boss of Qianzhuling who had a five-short figure. Bai Zizai was not at ease at all now, he also saw the seven weeks of cultivation of the little fat man, and also saw that the key prisoner in his cell had escaped without a figure. Although he is the leader of a faction, he does not directly defeat the edge of this seven-week man in black. He came slowly, thinking about what trick to use to subdue the man in black.

"Get out of the way, let me come. Bai Xingxing said gloomily. In fact, he has no bottom in his heart. He himself was originally only in the six-stage of cultivation, but now he was facing a seven-week master, and his cultivation was even higher than him. You must know that although it is only a layer of difference, it may not be possible for Bai Xingxing to break through this layer in his life. At the same time, Bai Xingxing's thoughts raced in his heart, in his memory, there were not many masters in seven weeks, and they could be regarded as very few. However, he had never heard of a seven-week master with such a full body. Perhaps, this is a hermit. Most of the hermits live in seclusion among the mountains and forests, although they have a high level of cultivation. However, he usually doesn't deal with others, so that others don't know the depth of his cultivation.

Bai Xingxing took a few steps, slowly walked to the little fat man and stood still, stared at the little fat man's masked eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency's cultivation is so high, I don't think you are a nameless person, why do you hide your head and show your tail, and you don't dare to show your true face?"

Actually, this time Bai Xingxing really said something wrong. The little fat man is not only a nobody, but also a big nameless. A month ago, I'm afraid that except for a dozen people from the Fairy Sword Villa, no one else knew what he was doing.

Of course, the little fat man was not so stupid as to be slightly provoked by Bai Xingxing, so he took off his towel and fought him. The little fat man deliberately lowered his voice and said, "If you want to fight, you will fight, what nonsense!"

The little fat man's deliberately made voice was relatively low and hoarse, and Bai Xingxing couldn't tell his approximate age. In fact, in the heart of the little fat man, he is also a little jealous of being happy with the dialogue. After all, Bai Xingxing is the head of a faction, and has been famous for many years, and is known for his ferocity and viciousness in the rivers and lakes.

"Haha!" Hearing the little fat man's unkind words, Bai Xing laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke of the year, and he couldn't even laugh straight up. While laughing wildly, snot and tears flowed out. His face, which was already unclean, looked even more sloppy under the decoration of snot and tears.

The little fat man was laughed at inexplicably by him, and he didn't know what was funny. However, the little fat man still paid twelve points of attention, in case Bai Xingxing suddenly made a surprise attack.

As expected by the little fat man, Bai Xingxing was smiling, and suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted: "Go!"

When the little fat man saw Bai Xingxing's movements, he was alert in his heart, and hurriedly reached out to block with a knife. I saw that what Bai Xingxing sent out was not a secret weapon, but a handful of white powder. This white powder was sprinkled in the face of the little fat man, and the little fat man couldn't dodge, and was sprinkled with white powder all over his face. From a distance, it looks like an arch in a white face.

Bai Xingxing saw that the little fat man was tricked, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly turned around and retreated two steps. He was worried that the little fat man would fight back before he died, and if he was injured, it would be worth the loss.

"Haha, you fell into my three-step fall. As long as you take three steps, you will fall to the ground and die, and there is no cure. Bai Xingxing laughed wildly and said triumphantly.