Chapter 490: The Palace Prison

Chapter The Prison of the Palace

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The prison in Ruyang Palace is indeed heavily guarded

It is really a difficult task to break into the big prison without disturbing anyone, but the appearance of Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo has helped Kaixin a lot.

The Eighth Prince was held hostage, two masters from the rivers and lakes appeared, and the guards of the palace were alarmed. Most of the experts rushed to the gate of the palace for fear of losing their master, causing the originally tight palace to be full of loopholes.

There was almost no waste of time and effort, and Kaixin brought two cold-faced men in the same night clothes to the vicinity of the prison...

The two behind them are "Iron Sword" and "Thick Sword", well-known masters in the capital. They are lone masters who have become famous for challenging the masters of the dragon list in the capital. Covering his Xingzang, he escaped the pursuit of Yipintang and other masters of the sect, so he left a great favor, and now being invited by Bai Xiaosheng can be regarded as repaying his kindness.

Whoosh

Whoosh

The 'hair-drying needle' that seals the throat with blood is a must-have for traveling at home, killing people and stealing goods, and it is absolutely sure against small soldiers.

Bai Xiaosheng had a good vision, and the two assistants' technique and grasp of timing were extremely sharp. There was no need to be happy to worry about these trivial matters. He precisely timed past the two Yuan soldiers who had fallen to the ground, and rushed into the In the prison, this courage and self-confidence made the two people who followed behind show nervous and dignified expressions.

Although the security on the outside has been lifted, they don't know what's going on inside the prison. If the obstacles can't be cleared in a short time, the palace may still be alarmed and the city guards will be encircled and suppressed.

Not daring to be negligent, the two followed behind the unknown master, and chased into the prison like lightning

As soon as I entered, I heard two quick sounds of 'bang' and 'bang' playing and disappearing...

With a sweep of his gaze, he saw that Yuan soldiers had already fallen all over the floor in the prison hall, and each Yuan soldier had a shocking slender sword mark on his chest, and he didn't even draw out the weapon in his hand—— Several Yuan soldiers seemed to have lost their lives with a single blow...

"So fast, so ruthless, and so accurate swordsmanship."

The two gasped

Focus on the past,

But he saw that the mysterious master Bai Xiaosheng had found had already entered the passageway of the prison twenty meters away. Two Yuan soldiers holding machetes were pinched in the latter's palm like chicken cubs, and their hands were limp. , The weapon was released, and it was thrown on the ground like a defeated leather.

"Look at his weapon."

'Thick Sword' had sharp eyes and let out a low exclamation before Tie Dao noticed that this time, the unknown master was not using a sword, but a fist glove.

In the dark prison, the faint light emitted by the golden gloves was still very obvious, and the remaining streamer paused in the space for more than a second before dissipating.

Tie Dao stared for a moment and didn't speak.

"Three stages of golden gloves, this person has some capital."

'Thick Sword' is not without envy.

The shape of the 1st grade famous gold glove is very vigorous, the five fingers are like hooks, and they can turn freely, extremely dexterous, with amazing tearing and blocking effects, and the attack is astonishing.

However, it is said that gold gloves are also the most difficult to be upgraded to forging positions. Ordinary blacksmiths dare not do it at all. Therefore, although the price is low, there is no market for it.

People who own this kind of weapon can no longer be described simply as having strong financial resources.

Tie Dao frowned, and said in a low voice, "Let's talk about it later, and concentrate on completing the task." He tapped his feet and quickly chased after him...

...

There were not many yuan soldiers in the prison, but those who heard the sound were alerted quickly.

"Someone robbed a prisoner"

Four Yuan soldiers rushed out of the innermost prison, unsheathed their scimitars, but were stopped by a majestic and deep voice from behind.

"Look at the prisoner"

While speaking, a foreign man with many small braids came to the front from the corner, and a pair of deep and cold eyes hit the happy face, and his tone was cold:

"he's mine."

Asan

The person who came was Ah San who was assigned to guard the prisoners in the prison.

In the battle of Wan'an Temple, Kaixin escaped from his hands safely; after that, he rescued the masters of the six sects from under the eyes of a group of them;

The two also had two very unpleasant meetings.

Every time, Ah San was not able to stay happy so that the impression in the minds of Ruyang Prince and Princess Zhao Min was greatly reduced, and he was sent to guard the prison.

To this day, this young martial arts master in the realm of life and death has already left an indelible impression on his heart.

Now that the enemies meet, they are still in the prison of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, Ah San inevitably has the idea of ​​killing this person and asking for credit in front of the prince

Happy looking dignified...

His eyes swept across Ah San's body, and then moved to the prison behind the four Yuan soldiers.

There, a man and a woman sat up in surprise, staring at this side:

"Happy... why are you here?"

Yinhu obviously didn't understand the situation a little bit, and revealed Kaixin's identity in one word.

When Feng Ling heard Yinhu's words, his eyes opened wide: "Happy? You said he was happy?" His face was full of disbelief, and the surprise in his eyes was even stronger.

The iron knife and thick sword that followed happened to hear the exclamation of the silver fox and the wind chime, and the body trembled, staring at the suddenly stalwart and unfathomable back of the mysterious man in disbelief:

"Famous No. 1"

"No wonder..." The two looked at each other.

"I'm here to pester Ah San, please help me, both of you."

At this time, if you expose your identity, you are happy and don’t worry about thick swords and iron knives revealing your identity. During the mission, there is no way to fly pigeons to pass on the letter. As long as you leave the Ruyang Palace safely, even if Yipintang is fully mobilized, it may not be able to leave the silver fox behind. , the wind chime, and himself, immediately ordered in a calm tone.

"OK"

The thick sword and the iron knife looked at each other, and quickly circled from left to right to the cell where Silver Fox and Feng Ling were held.

Ah San sneered:

"My master is here, do you still want to save people?"

Imposing

The two blue bricks under his feet were instantly shattered into powder, his five fingers stretched out, and he grabbed the iron knife like a king kong.

It's too late, but it's fast.

Kaixin cut to Ah San's face at a faster speed, and the golden glove that shone with a chilling glow landed on Ah San's arm like lightning...

Catch the dragon with two hands

One tap, one buckle.

She waved her hand slightly in a guru style, and Ah San froze as if struck by lightning.

With a successful blow, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms burst out a majestic dragon chant, and took advantage of the victory to repel Ah San by a few steps...

Immediately after

Whoosh

The wind of the punch that knocked out the sound of the blow quickly swept across Ah San's face, bringing out a few faint streaks of blood from Ah San's face.

The latter roared angrily, and finally shook his joy, showing a look of fright and anger--if Ah San hadn't practiced his kung fu so well, and the repeated actions he performed happily just now, I am afraid that the record of these several consecutive attacks would be more than just a face. It's as simple as getting a scratch on your head.

"remember"

Seeing that the thick sword and iron knife took the opportunity to sway to the back and fight with the yuan soldiers, he was sure of being happy. He slightly spread his ferocious and strong golden gloves, stared at Ah San's eyes, and slowed down his voice:

"When the opponent is me...don't be too careless."

Ah San was furious