At this moment, Zhao Yuan suddenly realized that the detention here was not a prince or noble or a court official. He had a great courage to walk to the big iron gate, took out the key, and prepared to open the iron gate.

But my right hand couldn't help trembling, and the key was always wiggling around the keyhole, but it was never able to insert it into the keyhole.

After gritting his teeth, Zhao Yuan grabbed the wrist with his left hand, and then stabilized his right hand. The key was inserted into the keyhole smoothly. Then he took a deep breath and slowly twisted the key.

The keyhole has not been lubricated for a long time. It is a bit laborious to twist. After a lot of effort, I finally heard a click, and the door that was originally closed suddenly appeared a little loose.

Even though the lock was already opened, Zhao Yuan was still hesitating whether to push the door open. No one knew what was hidden inside the door, and the tragic situation of the Jinyiwei just now was still vivid in his mind.

But standing at the door was obviously not a solution. Zhao Yuan knew this well, but he also knew that he had to face it all the time, so he mustered up the courage and pushed the door hard.

"Squeak...ah..."

The heavy iron door made a sound of goosebumps, and slowly appeared one that could only accommodate one person’s size.

Before he could see clearly the situation in the cell, Zhao Yuan suddenly felt that he was being pulled by an invisible force, and then pulled forward with force.

"What...what's going on?"

Zhao Yuan was shocked and quickly leaned back, hoping to get rid of this power, but everything was in vain. He seemed to be dragged forward by a big man, without any room for struggle.

In front was a cell. A man with disheveled hair was now leaning out of the cell with one hand, taking his fingers like claws. The black nails seemed to be like the claws of an eagle, with a dark light.

"Bang!"

The door behind slammed and closed tightly.

Zhao Yuan wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be pinched, and he could not make any sound. He wanted to break free from the power, but found that he could not use any force at all. He could only watch as he got closer and closer to the dark claw.

"Eagle King, if you kill him, you will lose!"

A faint sound came from beside him, with a bit of leisure.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan had already been grabbed by the clothes on his chest, and then he couldn't help but pressed tightly on the cell. The cell was surrounded by an iron rod as thick as a baby's arm. The place where his face was touching was indeed extremely cold. The hand seemed to pull himself closer to the cage. The face next to the iron fence felt a sharp pain, and the bones of his whole body seemed to be about to fall apart.

The cell was like the hall outside. During the day, the holes on the wall were used to light the light. At such a close distance, Zhao Yuan also saw clearly the person's appearance: an old but still fierce face, and his eyes that were also fierce and bloodthirsty, were looking at him at this moment. The feeling was as if a beast was staring at his prey, and the next moment he would tear his prey to pieces.

"Fuck, I've been living in the bloody eagle king for decades. When did I admit defeat?"

The Eagle King retorted, then relaxed his hand and pushed ahead.

Zhao Yuan suddenly felt a powerful force coming, and then he couldn't help but stagger backwards, hitting the wall with a bang, and then stopped. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from behind. In an instant, his internal organs seemed to have been punched several times. He couldn't help but squat down, bent down and coughed loudly.

"That's right, the Blood Eagle King is famous in the world. Who in the world is so disgusting? Of course, he keeps his word. But I just saw that you seemed to have killed him."

The leisurely voice next to him said again.

"Hmph... I just wanted to see how qualified this kid is."

The Blood Eagle King defended himself and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Then what is his qualification?"

The voice asked again.

The Blood Eagle King said: "I am just a useless person. Not only is he weak, but he is still narrow in meridians. He is born with a short-lived ghost. He probably won't live to be eighteen years old! Isn't it a waste of effort to teach him martial arts?"

"Then you mean you won't teach? If you don't teach, then I will teach you. If he can do something in the world in the future, wouldn't it prove that I am better than you?"

"What do you mean you are better than me? We fought for one day and one night and didn't decide the outcome!"

"But you say that this person is born with a short-lived ghost and will not live to be eighteen years old. If I teach him martial arts, he will live to be eighteen years old or even a hundred years old, that is to go against the will of heaven and change his fate. With this point alone, I will surpass you."

"Old man Xiaoyao, don't be so excited about me."

"I didn't inspire you. Besides, this disciple has good qualifications and it is natural to get your true teachings. If you don't have good qualifications, you can finally have another place in the world. That is what a famous teacher will produce a high disciple. Forget it, for you, the people of the Demon Sect know how to fight and kill. How can you teach your disciples? I'd better teach you."

This unpainful and unrestrained word from outsiders was like a knife stabbing the Blood Eagle King's heart. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the iron railing in front of him with both hands, and said angrily: "Old Xiaoyao, what did you say?"

At this moment, his eyes were like copper bells, and his hands holding the iron railings were bulging with blue veins. The iron fence as big as a baby's arm seemed to moan in pain, and the position he held in his hand began to sink slightly.

The man who was called Xiaoyao's old man turned a blind eye to the blood evil eagle king and said lightly: "Didn't I say it very clearly? If you don't teach this disciple, I will teach you."

The Blood Eagle King said angrily: "Who said that this Eagle King is not taught?"

After saying that, his eyes suddenly looked at Zhao Yuan and shouted, "Boy, what's your name?"

At this moment, the severe pain in Zhao Yuan's confidant had disappeared a lot. He probably understood in his heart that the person in front of him should be the legendary martial arts master. The most important thing is that from their conversation, he could tell that this person was still a member of the Demon Sect. He dared not hesitate at all. He quickly learned the TV series and bowed his hand and said respectfully: "Senior, junior Zhao Yuan!"

"Zhao Yuan..."

The Blood Eagle King recited and said, "Are you willing to learn martial arts with me?"

"Learn martial arts?"

Zhao Yuan was stunned, his eyes turned, and he hurriedly said, "I am willing!"

If someone doesn't want to, he will probably lose his life. If he can learn martial arts and let him not kill himself, let alone learn martial arts, his grandson's surname is all!

Zhao Yuan found that he was too mean.

The Blood Eagle King said: "Okay! I will accept you as a registered disciple, so as not to lose my face when you are not good at studying in the future. Come and kowtow."

Zhao Yuan endured the pain in his heart and quickly trotted two steps before the Blood Eagle King, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully. These words said that there was gold under the knees of a man, but if he died, he would have the dignity of farts.

The Blood Eagle King nodded slightly and said, "Go, I'll give him three more!"

He was called Xiaoyao by the Blood Eagle King Xiaoyao, and said strangely: "Why did you kowtow to me when you accept disciples?"

The Blood Eagle King said, "Hmph, don't think I don't know what you think. The cell is so wide. If I teach him martial arts, wouldn't you have learned it secretly? Then if you have the chance in the future, you will fight. If you know my background, wouldn't you lose one move first? If I teach him my master martial arts, I will learn the Eighteen Blood Eagle Styles. Then you have to teach him your best kung fu to pick up the flower fingers. This is fair!"

Xiaoyaozi said: "You are judging a gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain."

The Blood Eagle King said: "You decent people always say that you are righteous in martial arts and righteous. In fact, there are not many good things. Except for the Cassia cow's nose and Kuchan and the bald donkey, no other Eagle King looks down on you!"

Xiaoyaozi smiled bitterly and said, "Fortunately, there are two more people in my Baidao Martial Arts Land that can catch your eyes. Well, young man, come here. Since the Eagle King has taught you that he is the eighteen blood eagle styles, I can't hide it, so I'll tell you that you are the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

Zhao Yuan was still a little confused at this moment. Hearing the words, he quickly got up and ran to Xiaoyaozi's cell in three steps and two steps. He also kowtowed three times respectfully. He still couldn't figure out what bet the two of them had made. However, for now, there were two things he knew. First, he seemed to have saved his life, and second, he suddenly had two more masters.

After Zhao Yuan kowtowed, Xiaoyaozi smiled and said, "Eagle King, should you teach first or I teach first?"

The Blood Eagle King said: "Since I have taken the disciples first, I will naturally give them to you first, come here!"

Zhao Yuan did not dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly ran to the blood evil eagle king's cell.

Just as he stood still, the Blood Eagle King quickly bounced his fingers and two strong winds hit Zhao Yuan's knees.

Zhao Yuan suddenly felt his knees numb and couldn't help but kneel on the ground. Just when he didn't know what was going on, he found that the Blood Eagle King suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his head with a grab. He was shocked.

"Don't panic, the Eagle King plans to use his internal strength to open up your damaging meridians, close your eyes, and concentrate your mind!"

This sound is like mosquito words, but it can be heard clearly. It is a thousand-mile voice transmission with the use of superior internal skills. The speaker is Xiaoyaozi.

After comforting Zhao Yuan, he smiled and said, "I have heard that the Eagle King's marrow washing has reached the realm of transformation. It is true that it is true when I see it today. But you should be more at ease, this kid is very weak!"

The Blood Eagle King cursed: "I only have the advice of the Eagle King, why do you need to gossip on the side!"

After saying that, he shouted softly.

Zhao Yuan suddenly felt warm on his forehead, and then the warmth spread rapidly throughout his body, as if he was bathed in the autumn sunshine.

After a tight moment, a chill came in from the Baihui point. Almost instantly, the warmth of the original body disappeared without a trace, and instantly turned into a chill that seemed to freeze the whole body.

Immediately afterwards, the chill seemed to become a living thing, and began to burrow in the body, followed by pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but make a sound in pain.

"Hold on, concentrate!"

Xiaoyaozi's voice sounded in his ears again.

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth hard when he heard this, trying not to make any sounds.

What I want to do most at this moment is to faint.

However, the pain caused by the chill ruthlessly stimulates every cell in the body, making it a luxury to faint.

In just a moment, because of the severe pain, Zhao Yuan's whole body was wet with sweat, as if he was fished out of water.

When watching the Eagle King, even though he has deep internal strength, it is not easy to cleanse marrow and menstruation for others. At this moment, he was also sweating profusely, and the sweat that had just flowed out was evaporated by his internal strength, making him look like a boiling kettle, steaming.

At this moment, the prison was extremely quiet, and even the sound of a needle falling off could be heard. Xiaoyaozi also held his breath. He knew that the Blood Eagle King and Zhao Yuan were now at a critical moment. If there was any disturbance, all his previous efforts might be wasted. In the worst case, both of them were worried about their lives.
Chapter completed!