After leaving the iron lock, Long Er took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the stainless steel door with both hands.
After opening the cell door, Long Er's eyes met with the prisoner inside.
The prisoner laughed and said:
"I have only been imprisoned for a few days, and someone wants to plot against me.
Judging from your appearance, you should still be a little baby.
Little baby, if you are not studying at home, what are you doing here?"
Long Er was shocked after hearing this. His current height and figure were no different from those of an adult. This guy could tell that he was a teenager.
Long Er smiled and said:
“Why do you care what I’m doing here!
Anyway, you are not far from death, so I will tell you that I am here today to take your head."
The prisoner laughed and said:
"Hahahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard in so many years.
Zhu Qingtian, an old man who has been traveling around the world for more than ten years, learned for the first time from a young boy that he wanted to take my head from my neck.
Brat, what’s your name? You’re so ignorant.”
Long Er said proudly:
"My name is Long Er.
If you are so powerful, you are just being imprisoned here and living in vain."
After hearing what Long Er said, Zhu Qingtian said with hatred on his face:
"If it hadn't been for this despicable man, the Supreme Being, who poisoned my wine, how could I have been locked up here by him?"
After hearing Zhu Qingtian scolding the Supreme, Long Er, who had always had a good attitude towards the Supreme, was inevitably a little confused.
"You said the Supreme Being poisoned you, what's going on?"
Zhu Qingtian saw Long Er's confused face and explained his confusion:
"Not long ago, I came to this imperial city, and on the way I met the Supreme Being who was paying a private visit incognito.
After His Majesty recognized me, he invited me to his palace for a drink.
Who would have thought that he secretly poisoned the wine? Because I was not prepared for him, I fell into the trap.
When I woke up, I was imprisoned in this prison."
After Zhu Qingtian finished speaking, Long Er became even more confused.
"It's fine, the Supreme poisoned you, why do you need to be detained?
You must have done something wrong!"
Zhu Qingtian smiled and said:
"Wrong thing!
Back then, I only competed with him for a woman, but I later gave up on that woman for the sake of glory and wealth.
Unexpectedly, after all these years, the Supreme Being still holds a grudge.
If I have a chance to leave here, I will definitely cut the Supreme into pieces.
Long'er, why don't you let me go?
I will give you half of my life’s hard work, and also teach you supreme martial arts.”
After hearing this, Long Er finally understood that Zhu Qingtian's purpose was to let him go.
I obviously came to kill him, but I still wanted to let him out. It was really a daydream.
"Zhu Qingtian, stop daydreaming. I'm here to kill you today."
Long Er then struck out with his Cloud Pailing Palm, and Zhu Qingtian cleverly dodged it.
Seeing this, Long'er used his Fengshen legs to push off the ground, flew in mid-air and hit Zhu Qingtian with an exploding Sky Frost Fist.
However, this exploding Sky Frost Fist was still dodged by Zhu Qingtian.
Seeing this, Long'er picked up the bipolar sword that he had stuck on the ground and prepared to approach Zhu Qingtian's body.
At this time, Zhu Qingtian shouted:
"Cloud-dispelling palm!
Aeolian legs!
Tianshuang Fist!
Brat, who are you, Xiongba?
No, at your age, you should have never seen Xiong Ba before.
Tell me quickly, where did you learn the Tianshuang Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Fengshen Kick from?"
Long Er proudly replied:
"My Wind God Legs were taught to me by Uncle Nie Fengfeng, the God of Wind.
My Pai Yun Palm was taught to me by Uncle Yunyun, Bu Jing, the god of death.
My Sky Frost Fist was taught to me by Uncle Qin Shuangshuang, the God of Frost.
My three uncles are all well-known martial arts legends in the martial arts world, so you must be afraid!"
After Zhu Qingtian heard this, he shouted:
"Who are you, and why do Nie Feng and the other three want to teach you their unique skills?
And did Duan Fengyun teach you anything?"
Long Er said even more proudly:
"I am Duan Fengyun's son. Of course my father gave me all he has learned throughout his life."
After hearing this, Zhu Qingtian laughed and said:
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to be the son of that despicable guy Duan Fengyun.
God opened his eyes and actually sent the son of Duan Fengyun, a sinister villain, to me.
Brat, I thought you were interesting, but I was ready to let you go.
I didn't expect that you are actually Duan Fengyun's son, so I won't be able to keep you.
Die!"
When Long'er heard Zhu Qingtian saying "Defending Fengyun a despicable villain" to the east and "Defending Fengyun a sinister villain" to the west, he also got a little angry.
He doesn't allow anyone to insult his father.
"Old man, I didn't really want to kill you, but you dared to insult my father!
Then I can’t keep you alive in this world, I’m going to kill you!”
Long'er held the two-pole sword and went to kill Zhu Qingtian, but who was Zhu Qingtian?
According to what he said, he has been around in the world for many years, and he was also the former enemy of Duan Fengyun and others. He must have considerable abilities to survive for such a long time.
Long Er's two Holy Spirit Sword Techniques were like golden light, illuminating the entire forbidden area.
"Good boy, I didn't expect Duan Fengyun to teach you all the Holy Spirit sword skills.
I don’t know how well your boy has learned the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Don’t tarnish the prestige of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
I didn’t expect that the holy swordsmanship of the majestic sword master would fall into the hands of a little kid.”
After hearing Zhu Qingtian mention that he had defiled the swordsmanship of the Holy Spirit, Long Er suddenly felt violent in his heart and had the urge to cut Zhu Qingtian in front of him into pieces.
After becoming furious, Long Er's attacks became more swift and violent, and his sword energy became more and more fierce.
However, Long Er's attack was easily neutralized by Zhu Qingtian. What was even more fatal was that the cunning Zhu Qingtian actually took advantage of Long Er's attack and split the iron chain binding him.
Zhu Qingtian ripped off the chain on his hand and stretched.
Zhu Qingtian touched his hands that had been imprisoned for a long time, looked at Long'er and said with a joking smile:
"Little guy, thank you for letting me out.
As long as you call me daddy today and then call Duan Fengyun a despicable and shameless villain, I will let you go."
And his reply was one strike of sword and twenty-two sword techniques.
When Long Er saw Zhu Qingtian who had been unchained by himself, he knew something was wrong.
However, Long Er, who had battle experience, did not panic, but instead found a way to slowly deal with Zhu Qingtian.
The Heavenly Prison has been here for so long, so it's time for someone to patrol it. When he insists on patrolling, he will find something wrong in the forbidden area, and then he will have a way to deal with Zhu Qingtian.
But Long Er really underestimated Zhu Qingtian's strength. Zhu Qingtian jumped lightly, flew directly into the air and kicked Long Er away a few steps.
After Long Er was knocked back a few steps, the corner of his mouth was bleeding slightly. He was a little injured by the kick just now.
Then Zhu Qingtian hit Long Er with several sword energy from his fingertips.
Long Er held his sword and knocked away Zhu Qingtian's sword energy and asked:
"Breaking Pulse Sword Qi!
This is my father's pulse-breaking sword energy, how could you do it?"
Zhu Qingtian smiled and said:
"When did the Pulse-Breaking Sword Qi become your father's patent?
I think your father also got this sword technique from someone else back then.
Little one, I'll give you one last chance.
As long as you kneel on the ground, kowtow to me a few times, and then call me daddy, I will spare your life.
Otherwise, I will crush your bones to ashes, and your father and others will not be able to collect your body."
Long Er held the sword and said with a look of death:
"Although I, Long'er, am still young, I am not afraid of death, and I will not accept a thief as my father. Just give up on this idea.
After I die, my father and Uncle Feng will definitely avenge me.
You will definitely die uglier than me."
"Okay, okay, you are such a sharp-tongued boy. I will send you to the West today."
After Zhu Qingtian finished speaking, his whole body was like a bloody sword and he was killing Long Er at a very fast speed.
Looking at Zhu Qingtian who was charging towards him, Long Er suddenly thought of the heaven-destroying sword twenty-three move he had learned in his dream.
Anyway, you will die anyway, so why not try the power of this move.
Ever since Long Er dreamed about Sword Twenty-Three, he has been learning in his dreams, but has never actually used it.
Anyway, he was going to die today, so Long Er was ready to see the power of this move before he died.
Long Er took the bipolar sword and shouted:
"Twenty-three swords!"
As soon as the words fell, Long Er's whole body seemed to have been sublimated to the extreme, his figure became majestic and burly, and he looked very much like the Dugu Sword Master in Duan Fengyun's memory.
The two-pole sword in Long Er's hand was as bright as gold.
Looking at Long Er's sword twenty-three, Zhu Qingtian Pestle, who was originally attacking Long Er, murmured on the spot:
"Twenty-three swords!
How is this possible? Where did Long Er learn Sword Twenty-Three?"
Now it was not Zhu Qingtian's turn to think, Long Er's devastating move had already struck Zhu Qingtian's face.
Facing Long Er's move, Zhu Qingtian drew aside, and a golden divine sword flew into Zhu Qingtian's hand.
This sword is Duan Fengyun's Xuanyuan Sword, and this Zhu Qingtian is of course Duan Fengyun.
This Zhu Qingtian was just deliberately set up by Duan Fengyun to test Long Er.
Let's see if Long'er can stick to his heart when facing danger.
Without Duan Fengyun's deliberate arrangement, how could Long'er have been able to sneak into the heavily guarded prison so easily.
But now was not the time to think so much. Duan Fengyun pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword and used the Battle Sword Technique, and started fighting with Long Er.
After using Sword Twenty-Three, Long Er seemed to have forgotten everything and had no memory of Xuanyuan Sword and Zhanjian Jue.
When Duan Fengyun fought with Long Er, he smelled a familiar scent on Long Er - Dugu Sword Master!
It seems that the sword master in Long Er's soul came to rescue Long Er after he felt that Long Er was facing a life and death crisis.
But now it's not the sword master who saves Long'er, it's Duan Fengyun who has to find a way to save himself.
Facing the world-destroying Sword Twenty-Three, Duan Fengyun didn't hold back at all, and used all his strength to fight Long Er with his sword tactics.
Duan Fengyun, who had not had this pressure of life and death for a long time, became more and more courageous as he fought. After the battle with Emperor Shitian that year, Duan Fengyun had not experienced this kind of hearty, life-and-death feeling for a long time.