One after another, the freed prisoners broke out of the prison.
"Damn it! Where are those little brats guarding the prison? I've been putting up with them for a long time!"
"...."
There was chaos in the prison area.
When they learned that there was still an area of cell A that had not been breached, they rushed over in a swarm.
"Old Zhou, it seems that all the prisoners have been released."
One disciple lowered his voice and his calves could not help but tremble.
"If all those prisoners escape, it will be difficult for us to escape."
Lao Zhou said in a deep voice: "Each cell is equipped with a special forbidden formation. The higher the prisoner's cultivation level, the higher the level of the forbidden formation.
The prisoners who have been released now are probably not very advanced.
Support from Shushan must be on its way."
Lao Zhou's comfort obviously had no effect.
It took a while before someone spoke up.
"How long can peace be sustained?"
"Could he be... already dead?"
"For little people like us, no one will notice."
Some people have a lucky mentality.
Lao Zhou glanced at him coldly.
He wanted to scold this man a few words, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.
Why don't I just hide here and be a coward?
...........
Size A prison.
"Boy, I advise you to run away quickly.
You can kill six levels with a sword, but a good tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves."
Li Yanluo in the prison pricked up his ears and said, "Listening to the noise, I guess there are many prisoners rushing over here."
Li Ping'an said nothing and sat on the ground calmly.
With his consciousness fully opened, he was chanting.
"Twenty-one, twenty-three...twenty-six..."
Twenty-seven people in total.
"Brother, drink tea!"
Li Pingan picked up the tea with one hand and drank it all in one gulp.
He reached out and took off the half of the chopsticks that tied his hair, leaving his long hair.
Then tie your hair into a small ball and tie it with a cloth band
Before, my hair was half tied and half down, which was not suitable for fighting.
Now that I have my hair tied up, I feel much more comfortable.
"Boy, let alone changing your hair shape, it won't work even if you change your hair style." Li Yanluo mocked.
At this moment, he was feeling both excited and anxious.
He was imprisoned here for two hundred and thirty-six years and twenty-three days.
Li Yanluo kept remembering it all day long, hoping that one day he would be able to leave here.
Originally, he had lost confidence in this idea.
Unexpectedly, it actually became a reality one day.
"Boy, run away quickly!!"
Li Yanluo advised again.
Li Ping'an tightened his grip on the knife and tightened his legs.
The center of gravity is lowered, the tip of the knife is facing the ground, and the handle of the knife is in a straight line with the bridge of the nose and the center of the eyebrows.
The lights danced, and the cold light reflected from the blade reflected his face.
“Swish, swish, swish!!”
The sound of a knife being unsheathed and the sound of many figures entering were heard at the same time.
Li Yanluo glanced at the first few people who rushed in, "Red Sun Swordsman, a stroke of seduction, the Wave-riding Crazy Sword... I didn't expect that they were also captured, tsk tsk~"
The sword energy swept past like a violent wind, and strange sounds sounded in the darkness ahead.
It was the sound of flesh and blood being pierced, and the sound of blood splashing.
Every cut is a head falling to the ground
Streams of bloody light danced on Li Ping'an, making his figure blurry.
In the blink of an eye, several people were killed by the sword.
"kill!"
"Kill him, he is alone."
All kinds of magic weapons were thrown at Li Ping'an like bricks.
Li Ping'an dodged one by one.
A flash of white light flashed across his body, and then a white tower jumped out.
It grew from small to large, getting taller and taller as it went up, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a large tower more than ten feet high.
"What the hell!?"
Bai Yujing* Town Law.
The flying swords in the sword-raising gourd flew out in a drizzle, and the sword light seemed to envelope all directions.
Li Ping'an took a step across, twisted his waist and brandished his knife.
In an instant, six more people were beheaded in succession, each blow hitting one person's vital part.
There was a "pop" sound.
A person fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
The other man's wrist was cut off and he jumped back.
Then he was stabbed again in the shoulder, and the shoulder bone was immediately broken.
A moment later, more than twenty people fell in a pool of blood.
Phew~
Li Ping'an breathed out gently.
"Run! Run!"
Seeing that the prisoners who rushed forward were all killed, the rest did not dare to rush forward any more.
After all, their years of imprisonment have caused their cultivation to regress a lot.
The better ones can drop half a rank or one rank, while the worse ones can't wait to fall directly into the latrine.
Most importantly, they lack the courage to fight to the death.
It’s not easy to regain freedom, it’s important to survive!!
"boom!!"
A heavy hammer hit a prisoner in the face.
The prisoner flew backwards, his face distorted beyond human shape.
The teeth were broken and blood splattered everywhere.
"Useless trash!"
A man who looked like an iron tower strode over.
"Song Zhongzhi, a disciple of Jiuxuan Cave, please give me some advice!"
A strong energy and blood emanated from his body, like a mighty sun.
Li Ping'an makes sword fingers with his hands.
"Sword arrives!"
A dazzling sword light flashed, and a deafening sword cry sounded.
This sword was like a meteor, piercing straight through.
Song Zhongzhi felt his chest tighten, and soon there was a crack in the cassock he was wearing, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
This sword strike was so magical that he didn't realize something was wrong until he was hit.
He exclaimed and quickly backed away.
Song Zhongzhi roared, and his cassocks had already scattered in all directions.
The breath inside the body vibrates and the blood boils.
There was a tendency for improvement, but within a moment the blood seemed to stop flowing.
The true energy was suppressed inch by inch, making it difficult to resist.
Song Zongzhi had no choice but to keep retreating.
The true energy in his body was released, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He couldn't even stand firmly and sat down on the ground with a thud.