"You arrogant prisoner, let's see how I teach you a lesson." Zhao Hu hurriedly took off the key from his waist. Out of anger, he dropped the key twice when he opened the lock.
The moment the iron gate opened, all the prisoners were huddled in the corner with their heads in their hands. It seemed that they had had a lot of experience and knew that this was a very dangerous time and might endanger Chiyu.
Only Li Xuan didn't move at all. He looked at Zhao Hu and Zhang Long who rushed in fiercely, and he felt impatient in his heart.
"Go to hell." Zhang Long waved the whip in his hand and whipped it from a distance. This stroke was harsh and cunning. It seemed that he had put in a lot of hard work in the whip technique.
Seeing the tip of the whip coming, Li Xuan raised his hand and firmly grasped the tip of the whip in his hand.
"Hey, die." The whip was caught. Zhang Long was not angry but happy. His wrist shook and he whipped back violently, hoping to see blood splattering everywhere.
Zhang Long's confidence comes from the mechanism on his whip. There are sharp blades on the side of his whip. If someone dares to grab it with his hands, he will bleed profusely, or even his palm will be cut off.
Zhang Long has had the experience of succeeding many times. He likes to see the scene of prisoners holding severed palms and screaming in agony. At this moment, he pulled back fiercely. He thought that Li Xuan's palm would also be broken, but he was surprised.
Surprisingly, the whip was stretched straight into a straight line, with one end in his hand and the other held by Li Xuan, but it didn't move at all.
"How could it be!" Zhang Long exerted more force, but even though he was sweating profusely, he still remained the same.
"Since you want it so much, I'll give it back to you." Li Xuan's body was as hard as iron, and there was no way he would be hurt by the sharp blade. After teasing him enough, he simply let go.
The whip was originally tight, but as soon as Li Xuan let go, the tip of the whip bounced back.
Zhang Long screamed strangely, lost his balance, and fell backwards. The tip of the whip bounced back and hit him squarely on the forehead. The sharp blade cut a hole in his head, and blood suddenly flowed out.
Seeing that his companions suffered a big loss, how could Zhao Hu be willing to give up? His huge body was actually quite flexible, he drew out a long knife and rushed towards Li Xuan.
Li Xuan raised his hand, and the spiritual arrow came out of his hand. With a "puff" sound, it passed through Zhao Hu's left shoulder.
"Oh my God!" Zhao Hu suddenly fell to his knees, covering his wound and crying.
The bearded man bravely raised his head and saw Zhao Hu and Zhang Long lying on the ground calling for their mothers. He couldn't help but tremble. He said to himself: "It's over, it's over, they will all be killed this time."
Li Xuan still sat on the blanket indifferently and said to Zhao Hu and Zhang Long: "You two drag that body out and get out. Next time you mess with me, you won't be able to leave so easily."
The two jailers had suffered a great loss and dared not linger. They endured the pain and got up and dragged Lao Gai's body out.
Standing at the door of the cell, Zhao Hu hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Li Xuan made no move to rush out, he tremblingly locked the iron door of the cell.
When they retreated to the second iron gate and closed it, Zhao Hu suddenly howled loudly: "Just wait, I will make your life worse than death!"
The iron door was closed immediately, and then there was the sound of locking. The prisoners in the cell were all ashen-faced, and the bearded man looked at Li Xuan incomprehensibly, wondering why he didn't take advantage of the opportunity just now to escape.
Li Xuancai didn't bother to explain to them. He had already sensed several spiritual energy fluctuations somewhere above his head.
"I should have thought that there should be such a ban on spells in the prison. They seemed to have forgotten it when they came in." Li Xuan laughed. He had already decided to make a big fuss in the prison, just to see what the other party could do.
Use any tricks.
Soon, the iron door opened, and a burst of chaotic footsteps could be heard.
The leaders were Zhao Hu and Zhang Long. Behind them, in addition to a dozen menacing jailers, there were two monks. One of the black-robed monks was holding an alms bowl in his hand, which was glowing with a faint purple light.
, immediately attracted Li Xuan’s attention.
"Purple gold alms bowl?" Li Xuan was amused.
As the name suggests, the Purple Gold Bowl is made of polished purple gold, which is a favorite material among monks. It contains rich shadow spiritual power. As long as it is used properly, it is a powerful magic weapon that can restrain most monks.
"It seems they treat me as an ordinary monk... I didn't expect to send me a big gift." Li Xuan thought with a smile. He didn't expect that a trip to jail would bring such a rich harvest. If he had known earlier, he would have
So I took the initiative to apply to come in and take a tour.
"That's him!" Zhao Hu and Zhang Long didn't dare to get close and pointed at Li Xuan from a distance through the iron fence.
"You can't handle such a young baby?" The monk holding the alms bowl in his hand had a long beard and showed no anger.
"Lord Chen Lai, he...he is a monk. How can we possibly do this?" Zhao Hu cried and said.
The monk named Chen Lai snorted coldly and walked boldly outside the iron fence.
The prisoners in the cell had already been lying on the ground with their heads in their hands. Only Li Xuanan was left sitting on the blanket, staring at the purple gold bowl.
"Do you recognize this magic weapon?" Chen Lai stared at Li Xuan and asked, "This is a purple gold alms bowl, which can imprison a monk's spiritual power. No matter how powerful you are, you have to be obedient in this prison!"
When he spoke the last few words, his voice was extremely fierce. At the same time, the purple and gold alms bowl in his hand flashed and shot out a dark purple light, heading straight for Li Xuan's face.
Li Xuan raised his hand, spread his fingers, and illuminated the light. The light hit the palm of his hand and immediately turned into countless thin rays of light, pouring in along the pores on his skin.
Chen Lai laughed: "He has been invaded by the shadow spiritual power. Go and take him down."
Generally speaking, if a monk is invaded by shadow spiritual power, his spiritual power will be affected and he will be unable to use spells for a period of time. The purple gold alms bowl Chen Lai prepared was specially prepared for monk prisoners. In his opinion, Li Xuan has already
Losing spiritual power is like a tiger without teeth, and there is nothing to fear.
Zhao Hu and Zhang Long were overjoyed. They rushed to the door of the cell, opened the iron door, and rushed in with other jailers, ready to teach Li Xuan a lesson and avenge the previous attack.
Rushing to Li Xuan, Zhang Long raised his fist and was about to hit Li Xuan, but he caught a glimpse of red light in the corner of his eyes. His pupils dilated, and his eyeballs almost popped out of his eye sockets. He thought desperately: Isn't he already out of spirit?
Is it strong?
"Peng", a fire started, and Zhang Long was covered in flames and turned into a burning man. He screamed wildly, hit his head on the iron railing and fell to the ground. After struggling for two times, he stopped moving.
"This is it!" Chen Lai was stunned. He witnessed the complete scene of Zhang Long being burned, and he really didn't understand why the purple gold alms bowl failed.
Zhao Hu and several other jailers were stunned and turned around to escape. Li Xuan waved his hand and threw a Soul Eater on Zhao Hu.