C137 Save Long Cang Zhan Qingfeng

Ye Xiaotian walked down the stone steps. There were torches on both sides, lighting up the secret passage.

At the end of the stone steps, there was another long passage. On both sides of the passage, there was a dark prison. There was a cold iron fence, and mice were squeaking. It was dark and gloomy.

Ye Xiaotian slowly walked forward. The originally quiet passage immediately became very noisy.

A few people suddenly threw themselves onto the cold iron bars. Their eyes were filled with begging and pain. They waved their hands, wanting Ye Xiaotian to let them out, but they could only make wuwu sounds.

Their tattered clothes still had black blood stains on them. Their hair was disheveled and their faces were dirty. It was a horrible sight. A few of them even lost their legs and could only crawl to the front of the prison cell. They tightly grabbed the iron bars and let out unwilling wuwu sounds.

This place was like hell on earth. Everyone had completely lost the appearance that they were supposed to have.

But if they let them go now, their departure would definitely alarm Jian Zhichi. At that time, even if they could save Qing Loongcang, it would not be good for them.

They could only turn a blind eye to their pleas for help and look for Qing Loongcang.

He walked past one cell after another, but he still couldn't find any trace of Qing Loongcang.

He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, could it be that Qing Loongcang had already been transferred to another place?

He could only pray in his heart that this wouldn't happen and continue to search.

At the end of the prison seemed to be an interrogation ground. All kinds of torture instruments were placed on a wooden table. There were bloody wooden shelves, heavy hemp ropes, and dark iron hooks. It looked especially terrifying.

A large wooden box was placed in the corner of the wall. Blood was still seeping out from the edge of the box.

Ye Xiaotian slowly approached the wooden box. The strong smell of blood assailed his nostrils.

He was already sure that there was someone inside the wooden chest, and that person was already in imminent danger.

He heard a faint breathing sound from inside. It was as weak as a fly flapping its wings. If it wasn't for the fact that this place was very quiet, he wouldn't have been able to hear it.

"I, Ye Liuhsing, do you need help?" If there were no traps in such a big box, he would have come out long ago. Why would he stay in it? Ye Xiaotian thought of this and asked.

"Ye, it's you. " A person that Ye Xiaotian was very familiar with came out of the box. Although he paused for a moment every time he spoke, the voice was definitely Qing Loongcang.

Ye Xiaotian immediately revealed a joyful expression, then he asked, "What's inside?"

"If you don't want to take my life, you'd better not open it. Although I can't hold on much longer, I didn't expect to see you in the end. This way, I won't have any regrets even if I die. " Qing Loongcang spoke intermittently.

"Nonsense! I will take you away immediately, don't speak anymore!" Ye Xiaotian scolded angrily.

He wrapped his arms around the wooden chest, gently lifting it up, and then raised it up with his right hand. His movements were incomparably careful, fearing that there might be any mishaps.

Since he had already saved the person, Ye Xiaotian didn't delay any longer. He turned around and left.

He walked towards the prison again. In the end, he couldn't bear it. The sword in his hand left its sheath, and the gates of the prison were all opened.

The group of people immediately rushed out of the prison like ferocious beasts.

Ye Xiaotian's face was full of pity, but his heart was filled with hatred towards the Bright Moon Tavern's evil deeds.

However, a man suddenly pulled on the corner of his shirt and lowered his head to look at him.

It turned out to be the person who had lost both his legs. He looked at Ye Xiaotian with a begging face and spoke with a whimper.

Ye Xiaotian, however, did not know what he wanted to express. He could only guess. "You want me to take you away?"

That person shook his head and made another sound. He knocked his head heavily on the ground, and the ground was immediately dyed red with blood.

That person used his trembling hand to dip it into the blood and wrote two words on the ground, "Kill me!"

Ye Xiaotian frowned, "Ants are greedy for life. As a man, he only lost two legs. He actually wants to die! Can you remember those people who still care about you and have never forgotten about you?"

Ye Xiaotian's scolding moved the man. He let go of his hand and lowered his head to think for a moment. Then he raised his head and crawled towards the exit.

Ye Xiaotian's words were also meant for himself. He had lost the qualification to make a mistake.

He walked past the man and carried the box forward without any hesitation.

He walked very steadily. Every step he took ensured that the box in his hand would not move.

Very quickly, he walked out of the dungeon, but he put the box down.

Those who escaped from the prison had all turned into cold corpses at this moment. Fresh blood dyed the luxurious ornaments red, and their unwilling eyes had yet to close.

A Daoist stood at the entrance of the pavilion, holding a sword in his hand. There were seven gems embedded in the sword, and these seven gems formed the Big Dipper. The black and white Taijitu was drawn on the sword, and a heavy feeling hit him.

"True Martial Seven Stars Sword?" Ye Xiaotian suddenly remembered the three people who had entered the Baiyun Manor that Qing Loongcang had mentioned before.

"That's right. " The Daoist said with an indifferent expression.

"Soong Qingfeng. " Just as Ye Xiaotian had expected, this was the abandoned disciple of Wu Dang, Soong Qingfeng.

"Since you recognize me, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible. " Soong Qingfeng's expression didn't change at all, and he didn't even look at Ye Xiaotian.

"I have never admitted defeat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaotian attacked. He rarely took the initiative to attack, but the person in front of him forced him to attack.

He had heard of Wu Dang's sword technique, which was known for its long and powerful Qi. Once it was used, its defense would be like a vast ocean, disintegrating all the attacks. The attacks were like rolling waves. Before the first wave was leveled, another wave would rise, until the huge wave swallowed you.

In order to avoid such a situation, he attacked with all his strength. His sword was like a shooting star, disappearing in a flash.

However, it did not work this time. Soong Qingfeng slightly twisted his sword. Ye Xiaotian felt that the sword in his hand was pulled by an unknown force, and stabbed in another direction.

He immediately withdrew the sword and looked at Soong Qingfeng with fear.

Soong Qingfeng also put down the sword. He looked up at Ye Xiaotian and sighed, "You are no match for me. Follow the Heavenly Dao. "

Ye Xiaotian didn't say anything. He kept searching for information about Wudang Sword Technique in his mind.

"Songtao Sword Technique?" Ye Xiaotian suddenly thought of a very famous sword technique from a long time ago. He felt that it was similar to the technique Soong Qingfeng used, so he couldn't help but ask.

Soong Qingfeng still had a carefree expression on his face, "Looks like you know quite a lot. It's just that the outcome has already been decided. There's no need to struggle anymore. "

"Victory is determined by man!" Ye Xiaotian shouted out loudly. Cang Lang attacked once again, pointing its sword at Soong Qingfeng's brow.

Soong Qingfeng did not move, and the True Martial Seven Star Sword turned around with his wrist, neutralizing the power of Ye Xiaotian's sword.

Another failure. No matter how Ye Xiaotian attacked, he was like a stone sinking into the ocean, unable to cause any ripples.