The fat man rushed over and pointed to the hammer on the ground, "What's going on?"

Nan Feng shook his head in shock. The fat man threw out a hammer to kill the arched soldier. The hammer had flew back on his own. It would be reasonable to say that someone secretly helped him, but this time the fat man was swinging the hammer to resist the enemy. The hammer was out of his hand, which made him feel embarrassed. This ruled out the possibility that someone secretly helped him.

Seeing the pursuers arrived, the fat man didn't care about it and grabbed the hammer on the ground and faced the soldiers shouting and rushed to the scene, "Hurry up, continue looking for it."

Nanfeng turned around and walked quickly, and at the same time he shouted loudly to Lu Pingchuan.

The prisoners in the cell heard Nanfeng shouting and responded one after another, only knowing where Lu Pingchuan was locked up, and their purpose was nothing more than to deceive Nanfeng into saving them from the trap.

Nanfeng ignored it and walked forward quickly.

"He is locked in the third cell on the left side of the east side." A shout came from one cell.

Nanfeng stopped hearing the sound, swung the hammer and broke the lock, and released the man. Then he opened the cell on the north side, walked in quickly, swung the hammer and smashed the wall, and even had a big hole to cultivate. The hammer was wielding hard. One hammer broke the wall and two hammers smashed the gap.

Let the speaker and the prisoner in this cell go away, and the south wind returns to the passage and runs eastward.

Before he could reach the end, the fat man's exclamation came from behind. When he turned around, the hammer flew in the air again. Unlike last time, this time, the fat man grasped his hands with both hands, and the hammer never took off his hand, dragged him over.

In the blink of an eye, the hammer reached the south wind, and the two looked at each other in shock.

Half a moment later, the hammer landed on the ground and the fat man fell down.

In addition to being surprised, Nanfeng remembered something and adjusted the end of the hammer handle to see that the hammer in his hand was engraved with Tai Chi Yangyu.

"These two hammers cannot be separated too far." Nan Feng said. On that day, they found that Tai Chi Pisces were engraved at the end of the hammer. They were not sure at that time. At this time, they thought that these two hammers were like male and female men and women, and could attract each other. As long as they were separated too far, they would automatically gather.

In order to verify his guess, Nanfeng tried his best to throw the hammer towards the pursuer.

Because the prelude of throwing the hammer was too obvious, the pursuers were able to dodge, and the hammer passed through the crowd, hit the Western wall, and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" the fat man grinned.

Before Nan Feng could answer, the hammer in the fat man's hand suddenly turned and dragged the fat man toward the west.

"The male hammer cannot come back, mother can." Nanfeng turned around and ran.

When he arrived at the cell that the prisoner mentioned earlier, Nanfeng slapped the door urgently, "Brother!"

"Nanfeng?" A response came from the cell.

Hearing the familiar voice, Nan Feng was overjoyed, raised his breath and shook the iron door open.

He had previously guessed the miserable scene of Lu Pingchuan, but never thought that Lu Pingchuan's situation was not as bad as he thought. He was just skinny and had no harm on his body, and he was still in good spirits.

"Brother." Nan Fengqi's blood was pouring out, almost burst into tears. Lu Pingchuan had lost his body. His original spirit was completely wiped out by the dark prison, and was replaced by silence and confusion.

Nanfeng was excited, and Lu Pingchuan was the same. He was filled with mixed feelings and his words were filled with tremolo, "Why are you here?"

"We'll save you." Nan Feng said. Even if the elder brother had something bad to do, he would always be the elder brother. If there were no protection and help from Lu Pingchuan and Chu Huairou in the early years, everyone would probably not be able to make a living. If Lu Pingchuan had not cared about his old love and had not attacked the two of them, he would not have ended up in this state today. In order to rehabilitate his father's grievances, Lu Pingchuan worked hard and spent his energy. He finally reached such a high position, but his previous efforts were wasted for the two of them.

"You shouldn't take risks with you." Lu Pingchuan's eyes were red. He naturally knew that his deadline was approaching. He was ready to go on the road. He never thought that on the eve of his execution, his brothers would come to rob him of prison to save him. This was the Heavenly Prison, and the possibility of escape was very small. But no matter whether the three of them could escape, at least Nanfeng and Fatty came without fear of life and death.

Nanfeng had thousands of words in his heart, but he knew very well that this was not the time to reminisce about the past. He rolled his arms and palms out, breaking a huge gap in the east wall.

It was not yet, and the light was bright, and Lu Pingchuan raised his hand to cover his eyes and dared not look at things.

Nanfeng took the opportunity to return to the passage and shouted at the fat man, "I found it, go quickly."

The fat man was in a good mood when he heard this. He abandoned his opponent and turned around and rushed, "Haha, Lord Buddha won't play with you."

"Don't be poor, go quickly." Nanfeng urged urgently.

"I put a little less, put a few more." The fat man used his hammers and smashed the lock and put them on.

Nanfeng also helped, the cultivation level of the big hole was not Bai Yu. Although the lock of the prison door was strong, it could not withstand the violent collision.

After breaking seven or eight locks in a row, Nanfeng turned around and returned. Although the cultivation level of the big cave could shake off the lock, his palms were very painful. This was the disadvantage of not being able to release spiritual energy. If he had been promoted to the mountain, there would be no such danger.

The fat man cried happily when he saw Lu Pingchuan, "Brother, we have harmed you."

"You keep the words to outsiders, let's go and fight out." Lu Pingchuan took a hammer from the fat man's hand.

Lu Pingchuan never thought that the hammer was so heavy, it was unstable to grasp and fell down inadvertently.

"Brother, this hammer is made of black iron, one of which costs more than 200 kilograms." The fat man picked up the hammer, "Nan Feng and I will open the way, you can follow."

After saying that, the fat man entered the opposite room from the gap, followed by Lu Pingchuan and behind Nanfeng Hall.

At this time, the soldiers in the passage were fighting with the prisoners who had escaped from trouble and did not chase after him in time. The three of them pushed the door and saw that there were no soldiers guarding the east side.

"Brother, I will carry you." Nan Feng said.

"When I'm a useless person? Let's go!" Lu Pingchuan rushed forward.

Seeing this, the two hurriedly guarded the left and right and ran eastward.

There were soldiers looking out on the roof of the Tianzhuo. The three of them were discovered before they could run far away. The latter shouted loudly and summoned people to chase and intercept them.

The area inside the exterior wall and outside the inner wall is very empty. This layout is naturally to discover and chase the escaped criminals in time. For the need to chase, many horses were raised in the Tianzhu. After the two entered the Tianzhu, all the horses were pulled out of the stables, so that once they came out, they could chase and block them in time.

The sentry who was looking out showed warning, and more than twenty war horses rushed towards him with soldiers.

Although Lu Pingchuan ran hard, he was no longer as fast as a war horse. Seeing that he was about to be caught up, the south wind moved five feet across, hugged Lu Pingchuan and jumped, and rushed twenty feet.

Even so, he still did not escape. The war horse rushed to the scene and stopped the three of them before they approached the exterior wall.

The soldiers on the horse used long weapons and did not dismount when they were close. They directly thrust the horse.

Although Lu Pingchuan was trapped for many days, he did not forget his martial arts. He dodged away from the spear that the opponent stabbed quickly, leaned over and stretched out his arms to take it off, used the spear as a gun, and stabbed another man off the horse.

Although the fat man has eight golden bodies to protect his body, he has many shortcomings in his experience against the enemy in the face of battle. When he sees spears coming, he will subconsciously want to avoid it.

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch stronger. Nanfeng is not good at using weapons and is very inconvenient to fight against the enemy with bare hands. This delays killing the enemy and breaking through, and is surrounded by soldiers who rushed over.

Among these soldiers, there were also school lieutenants and commanders, but the martial arts of these soldiers were only more powerful than ordinary soldiers, and in the eyes of the two, they were no different from ordinary soldiers.

Seeing that more and more soldiers were surrounding him, the south wind was a little anxious. The west side of this place was Dali Temple and the east side of the imperial city. Reinforcements may arrive at any time, or the reinforcements may be on the way when they arrived.

Seeing that there was no possibility of breaking through, Lu Pingchuan laughed loudly, "Brother, do you regret it?"

"Brother, do you regret it?" Nan Feng asked with a smile.

Lu Pingchuan had not answered the conversation yet, and the fat man was joking, "Brother, let me tell you bad news, your wife is running away."

"Hahaha, Sai Weng lost his horse." Lu Pingchuan smiled.

"Hahaha, that horse hinders the master, if you lose it, you will lose it." Nan Feng laughed.

"Hahaha, if you lose it, whoever rides the broken horse will be unlucky." The fat man smiled.

After laughing, Nanfeng took a deep breath and whistled, and took Lu Pingchuan and the other two without any possibility of breaking through. He had to send Lu Pingchuan away first.

Lu Pingchuan thought that the three of them were going to die here today. He had already prepared to set off. He could fight side by side with his brothers before he died. His heart was full of joy and fear, and he waved his spear and fought hard.

The fat man naturally knew that Nan Feng was calling the Eighth Master. As long as the Eighth Master took Lu Pingchuan away, the two of them could break through the siege. They were confident and were not afraid. When they remembered that the hammer could fly back on their own, they tried to throw it away again.

After a try, it turns out that as long as the female hammer leaves the male hammer for more than three zhang, it can fly back automatically. Within three zhang, it won't work. I have to pick it up.

Try to throw the male hammer again. As Nanfeng said, the male hammer cannot be thrown, and it cannot fly back on its own if it is thrown out.

It's really not the time to figure out the male and female, but the fat man couldn't help but be curious and tried to throw it away. He had eight golden bodies to protect him, and he could pick it up even if he threw it out.

After several attempts, I finally gave up. I don’t know what strange about this pair of black iron sledgehammers. Only the female hammer can fly back on its own, but the male one cannot.

Although the two hammers are exactly the same, it is not difficult to distinguish. The female hammer with Tai Chi Yin fish at the tail is the female hammer. In addition, there is a very deep gap in the head of the female hammer, which the two of them had noticed when they were in the Orc Valley.

Nanfeng wanted to stop the fat man from throwing it out, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak. It was too late to stop it. The magic of the iron hammer had been discovered by the soldiers, let him go.

Not long after, the Eighth Master flew from the south of the city. This time it flew very high and landed nearby.

The fat man waved his double hammers to force everyone to retreat, and then raised the hammer and pointed, "Brother, how about this night owl?"

Lu Pingchuan tilted his head in confusion.

The fat man smiled, "This is Nanfeng's mount, hahaha."

There was more than one archer in the Heavenly Prison. Seeing that the Eighth Master landed, he was sure that it wanted to pick up the three of them, so he used the archer to shoot arrows at it.

Eighth Master avoided sideways and never was shot by arrows.

However, the Eighth Master did not continue to land, but rose up again and flew south.

"Why did you run away?" The fat man was stunned.

"No, it knows that it can't carry us, so I'll go back and call Lao Bai." Nan Feng said. As the saying goes, "No one knows his son, and he raised the Eighth Master, so he naturally knows what his temperament is.

"Old Bai?" Lu Pingchuan became more and more confused.

Nanfeng kicked a soldier with a sword, "Fatty dog."

"My mount." Fat man corrected.

"Is your mount a dog?" Lu Pingchuan was confused by the two of them.

The fat man was about to explain, but was interrupted by Nanfeng, "Not good."

The fat man looked west following the Nanfeng's gaze, "Oh no, two purple qi masters..."
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