Chapter 119 Smashing into Meat Mud

Ding Yang and steward Hu looked at each other and saw the deep excitement of the other party. It was really great that Murong Chui was really imprisoned in this secret dungeon.

Anyang City has a population of more than one million and hundreds of thousands of houses. It is as difficult to find a person who has been deliberately hidden as looking for a needle in a haystack. Even if Ding Yang's cultivation of marrow washing has not been lost, there is no way to do it.

The induction of the primary martial artists in the marrow washing realm is no more than one or two hundred feet. If the whole Anyang City is to be sensed, I'm afraid it is impossible without two or three months.

What's more, even the marrow-washing warriors dare not feel it at will. Anyang City is Anyang County City. There are many masters in the city, and there are many strong people in the marrow-washing environment. I'm afraid it will cause the dissatisfaction of many strong people, and it will be even more troublesome at that time.

Unexpectedly, he accidentally killed a flower picker, which led to Murong Chui's whereabouts by mistake. It seemed that Murong Chui's life should not be killed, and the Canghai Chamber of Commerce was not exhausted.

I heard the old man in the iron cage scolding in a hoarse voice: "You Nangong family are all human-faced and beast-hearted people. They hang the sign of a famous family, but they are all dirty tricks. Even if Murong Chui is dead, I will never give in to you."

Ding Yang turned his head and looked at the steward Hu, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. The steward Hu understood that he was asking himself if the person in the iron cage was really Murong Chui, and now nodded twice.

"Fuck, you really don't drink a toast!" Seeing that Murong Chui was unyielding, the man in red couldn't help scolding. He shook his body to the wall and pulled through the chain of Murong's collarbone with his hand. The dark iron chain suddenly became straight.

The old man in the cage snorted, as if he was enduring great pain, but he stubbornly did not shout out.

"Haha! It's really the leader of the Canghai Chamber of Commerce, and the bones are really hard. Seeing that Murong Chui was so tough, the big man sneered and pulled the chain hard, which made a sour sound of friction on Murong Chui's collarbone.

At this time, the woman in the wooden prison was awakened and suddenly rushed to the wooden prison fence. She grabbed the stake with both hands and shouted, "Don't torture him. Please, don't..."

The three people in red who were drinking at the table were upset. A man in red with yellow hair stood up and went to the wooden prison and shouted loudly, "You old lady, shut up quickly. The nature of men's drinking has been disturbed by you. What are you doing crying for? Why don't you persuade the old man to hand over what we want? Will it be all right soon?

The woman was still crying. The big man was upset. He reached out and took off a leather whip on the wall and slapped at the woman: "Your grandma, let you cry endlessly. I'll kill you."

With a crack, the whip passed through the gap of the wooden stake like a spirit snake, which was pulling on the woman's left face. The woman's face suddenly opened, and a deep blood mark was imprinted on the white face, and the blood was marked.

"Beast! What's the ability to bully a woman? Have the guts to come to me. Murong Chui saw the woman being beaten in the iron cage and roared in a sad voice.

"Okay, since you scold me as a beast, I'll show you a little more." The yellow-haired man with a whip smiled, "Although Mrs. Murong is in her forties, her skin is still like a woman in her twenties. I don't know what it's like?"

When Mrs. Murong heard such a sirty words from the yellow-haired man, she immediately took a step back and said harshly, "If you dare to touch one of my hair, I will kill you on this wall." The fierceness is revealed.

The yellow-haired man didn't care at all and let out a negative laugh: "Do you think you can die if you want to die? I tell you, now your life and death are all in my hands. I tell you to die and you can't live. If I don't let you die, you won't die anyway.

With that, the yellow-haired man was about to open the gate door of the wooden prison. Mrs. Murong's face was pale, reflecting half of the blood on her face. There was a decisive look in her eyes. She shouted sadly, "Take care, sir!" Put the hem of the dress on your face and you are about to hit the wall.

"Wait!" A roar suddenly sounded in the stone room below. The sound was like a thunderstorm. Mrs. Murong was shaken by the sound, and the momentum rushing to the wall immediately became much slower.

With the shouting of this life, Ding Yang and the steward Hu rushed in like lightning. Ding Yang had heard the anger at the corner for a long time. He didn't expect that these people from the Nangong family were so bad as beasts. Seeing that Mrs. Murong was about to hit the wall and killed herself, she could no longer hesitate and flew in with a shout.

As soon as he entered the stone room, Ding Yang rushed to the yellow-haired man in front of the wooden prison like a lightning. The 300-pound mace in his hand swung high, and the top of Mount Tai fell.

The man in red and yellow hair was shocked by Ding Yang's shout, but he immediately calmed down. He was also a middle-level martial artist of Yijinjing. Naturally, he would not be scared by just a loud shout.

Seeing a young man in black rushing towards him, a cruel smile appeared on his yellow-haired man's face. The whip in his hand trembled in the air, and a stream of true air poured in. The soft whip more than two feet long immediately turned into a fine steel gun, and his wrist was sent forward. The tip of the whip was like a poisonous dragon out of the hole, stabbing towards Ding Yang. Go.

Ding Yang's eyes were murderous. In his heart, he had sentenced the big man to death, and the huge mace smashed down with thousands of pounds of power.

With a bang, the long whip began to break inch by inch from the tip, and in the blink of an eye, there was only one foot long in the big man's hand. In the incredible frightened eyes of the big man, the black mace hit him on the head with unstoppable momentum.

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The big man's head suddenly turned into a ball of blood powder and floated in the air. The mace remained strong and continued to smash it down. Suddenly, he smashed the body of the yellow-haired man into a meat pie. He couldn't even find a half-foot-long bone, and all of it was smashed into a puddle of mud.

Ding Yang won a good job and didn't stay. He turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards the two big men in red. Just before he came out, he had called the Blood Dragon Emperor three times, and the cultivation of marrow washing returned to his body.

The four men in red in the underground secret room, two are the primary cultivation of Yijinjing, and the other two are the middle level of Yijinjing. If they do not restore the cultivation of marrow washing, Ding Yang and Hu Guanshi will not only not save Murong Chui, but may also lose their lives here.

However, once Ding Yang resumes the cultivation of marrow washing, although it is only a quarter of an hour, it is enough for him to get rid of these Yijinjing martial artists. It is impossible for ordinary Yijinjing warriors to support a quarter of an hour in front of the marrow washing warriors.

After the stewor Hu came in, he directly rushed to the man in red who tortured Murong Chui. The man in red was one of the two middle-level warriors in Yijinjing, and his cultivation was one level higher than that of the stewor Hu. Manager Hu rushed out unexpectedly and took the lead. At first, he caught the man off guard.

But the man quickly recovered. In addition, the man Hu's injury had not yet recovered, and soon lost the opportunity. Instead, he was forced to retreat by the man in red.

The remaining two men in red in front of the table, one is the first level of Yijinjing and the other is the high level. Seeing the enemy coming, he immediately pulled out the blade beside him and was about to kill the two intruders.

Before his figure was raised, he saw Ding Yang smashing the yellow-haired man into meat mud with a stick. The two were so scared that their faces were like earth. They were able to kill a martial artist with one move. The cultivation of the people like them could no longer imagine.

Just when the two were shocked, they saw Ding Yang rushing towards them with a mace. His body was as fast as lightning, and he had arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye, and the mace hit them on the head with the roaring sound of the wind.

At first, the two were shocked by Ding Yang's momentum and lost their minds in an instant. At this time, it was too late to avoid it. Although the two of them are a little afraid, after all, they are both easy warriors, and they have gone through many life-and-death struggles, and their minds are as firm as mountains.

When the critical moment of life and death came to him, he immediately put the negative emotions in his heart behind him, shouted loudly, and both of them took action. The two red swords turned into two flying dragons with teeth and claws, and bombarded towards the mace smashed on the head.

Ding Yang has now returned to the cultivation of washing the marrow. With the strength of washing the marrow, he urged the eight dragons. It is said that his body is as slow as electricity, but as soon as his mind moved, he has crossed the space of three feet and appeared in front of the Yijinjing warriors of the two Nangong family.

The two people's swordsman has just burst out, and the mace has been smashed down with the power of the mountains. After a loud noise, the swords of the two warriors of the Nangong family were torn apart before they were fully emitted. The mace hit down with the mace, and the powerful momentum was like a waterfall falling straight for nine days, which was completely unstoppable.

Ah-

The two men in red let out a miserable howling, and the middle-level man tried his best to flash out and came out of Ding Yang's strength, making his face look like white paper.

The man in the junior stage of Yijinjing was not as lucky as him. The fierce momentum of the mace made him unable to avoid it and was beaten upright. The true qi of washing the marrow on the stick easily smashed the true qi of the man's body protection. The five-inch-long fine steel spikes tore apart the man in the early stage of Yijinjing like tearing a piece of cloth silk.

The man in red who escaped from death suddenly looked at Ding Yang as if he were looking at the devil. Although he had killed countless people, he had never seen a person who killed a martial artist as easy as mowing grass. His sense of superiority as a warrior had long been thrown out of the sky.

Looking at Ding Yang, who rushed towards him with fierce eyes, the middle-level man in Yijinjing actually softened his legs. He knelt down with a bang on his head on the ground and couldn't help saying, "Grandpa, spare my life."

Ding Yang's marrow washing situation can only last for a quarter of an hour. There is no time to deal with him. He smashed the man in red into a meat pie, and then rushed to the opponent of the steward.

At this time, steward Hu had been forced to the corner of the wall by his opponent, and there was no way to retreat. The man in red had red eyes, and the long sword Huo Huo in his hand had left several wounds on the arm and shoulder of steward Hu. The excitement of killing the enemy immediately made him not hear the abnormal sound behind him at all.

In the view of this man in red, the strength of steward Hu is not interesting. Even if the person who broke in with him is better than steward Hu, he has three accomplices to deal with it. Even if he can't easily capture the man, there will be no danger. Wait until you take down the stewendor Hu, and then go back to meet your accomplices.

It was the man in red who smiled grimly and sent a must-kill sword to the stewor Hu, who had no way out. Suddenly, he felt a fierce momentum behind him. He was shocked that he could not return to the sword to protect himself. A huge mace fell from his head and immediately smashed him into a ball of mud.

At this time, more than a dozen guards sleeping in the corner of the wall were also awakened. Looking at the scene in front of him, they were all stunned. Ding Yang rushed to the mace and swept it. All these guards who practiced their skin and forge bones suddenly died.

stewul Hu rushed to the iron cage, knelt down with a bang, and shouted with tears in his eyes, "President, you are suffering. I'm here to save you."

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PS: I was very busy during the day today. I didn't start typing until the evening. I will pass two chapters first, and there will be another chapter after 23 o'clock. Thank you for your support. Please collect it.