The bald man knelt on the ground on one knee, with both arms on the ground, his body glowed red, and his body, which had more than doubled in size before, became a few minutes smaller. It was obvious that the true energy in his body was disturbed, and his breathing was unstable.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan's recovery speed of internal energy was even faster than what he had guessed.
While you are sick, kill you...
Ye Qingxuan raised his sword and rushed forward.
"Hehehe, I can't think of it, I can't think of it... Chasing and killing you, a little Taoist priest in the restrained state, actually drove me to such a point..."
With so much nonsense, Ye Qingxuan stepped forward continuously and quickly attacked.
The bald man suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and the magma-like breath in his body burst out again, and his internal strength was recovering at a strong speed...
Ye Qingxuan finally couldn't hold it anymore, he was startled, and quickly flew back...
"Nephew, be careful, this is the [Blood Back to Heaven] Dafa of the Demon Sect..." Lin Zhengyang, who was injured and fell to the ground beside him, hurriedly reminded.
At the critical moment, the bald man actually used the magic method with endless troubles, forcibly suppressing the injury and replenishing the huge loss of internal strength, and instantly restored his combat power to 70% of its full state. Although the internal strength has been restored, he used [True Essence Blast] twice before, especially the second time he forcibly activated it, and the meridians in his body have been seriously injured, so it is difficult to activate it again, but in this situation, it is no longer necessary This is the trick.
Smiling and walking slowly towards Ye Qingxuan, the bald man likes to see his opponent's helplessness when he is in a desperate situation, which can maximize his pleasure—the pleasure of killing.
Ye Qingxuan's face darkened, he turned around and ran away. But the direction of Zhuan Qinggong's running out was not outside the wall of the county government prison, but turned around and retreated into the prison.
The prison itself is to prevent prisoners from escaping. Doesn't this move cut off the way out
Ye Qingxuan's puzzling move was actually a strategy against the enemy that he thought of in the blink of an eye.
run
Master Xiao Dao has always been afraid of death, but this time, he will never run away—
If this kind of situation escapes, it is destined not to escape the nightmare of the loser in this life.
If you have no advantage, you can create your own advantage; if you can't confront it head-on, you can distract and harass the opponent...
Ye Qingxuan forced himself to be calm and used his cleverness to the extreme.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan panicked and throwing himself to death, the bald man laughed wildly and stepped into the county government prison.
When there are many people, you can move freely. How can you be afraid of being alone at this time
At this time, other people could only watch the development of the situation, and no one had the ability to intervene in it.
As soon as the bald man stepped into the prison, a pile of ignited straw was thrown towards him with sparks all over the sky. Blocking the bald man's sight for a while, the green steel sword pierced through the air, barking, and stabbed the bald man several times in an instant. The man's defense had not yet recovered, and he added several bloodstains.
Regardless of the sharpness of Ye Qingxuan's sword, the bald man bullied himself up, endured a few blows, but guessed Ye Qingxuan's figure, and suddenly punched out, as if he had been defeated. , that little Taoist disappeared again...
The little Taoist priest in front of him seemed to be dying, and kept using lit straw, torches, and bedding to interfere with his sight, but this kind of attack was like an itch in the boots, and it didn't have any effect. Although his own defense was not as good as before, he recovered With the recovery of internal strength, the strength becomes stronger and stronger. Those burning things can't play any role except to interfere with one's sight. Could it be that this little Taoist wants to set the prison ablaze and die with me? What a joke, I myself have practiced [Fire] attribute skills, how can I be afraid of these ordinary fires...
The little Taoist kept harassing himself in the same way, and was punched several times by the bald man. At this time, he was probably at the end of his strength and seriously injured.
The bald man only felt that victory was in sight, and he laughed loudly, in a frantic mood.
Ye Qingxuan retreated deeper and deeper, and finally reached the depths of the prison, where there was no way to retreat...
The little Taoist stood alone, holding a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, standing still.
The bald man came slowly, with a ferocious expression on his face, and laughed wildly: "Little bastard, you are running away... Now, let me see where you are going, I will tear you into pieces, piece by piece, Let you taste the cruelest method of Lingchi in the world, and I guarantee that you will feel a kind of happiness in hell... "
A sneer appeared on Ye Qingxuan's face, matched with Ye Qingxuan's handsome appearance, it was extraordinarily unspeakably chic.
"Idiot - don't you see it yet?"
The bald man's eyes are so red that his eyes are tearing apart, this little Taoist priest is still so arrogant when he is about to die...
"Look at your feet, idiot—"
The bald man suddenly lowered his head, but he saw several piles of thick hay and various beddings piled up on the side of the aisle, and a broken oil lamp next to him. The strange smell of lamp oil was just now coming over. It's something for prisoners in a cell...
Ye Qingxuan kicked the sack beside him, and said: "This is what you hit. You thought it was me, but you just hit these sacks filled with mud... This was originally a prop used by the government officials for torture." , once pressed on the prisoner, he lost his breath overnight. It was originally an evil thing, but I didn't expect that there would be a day of light today. Hehe, I am in favor of you... "
The bald man sneered and said, "I thought you had some great tricks. Do you think you want to burn me to death by relying on these? Your lord never taught you not to practice people with [fire] attributes." Do you use fire? Are you fucking stupid?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, and threw the torch in his hand into the sundries at his feet...
boom-
The lamp oil was ignited, and thick smoke billowed instantly, covering the entire prison in an instant.
damn-
Unexpectedly, the purpose of this little Taoist is not to use fire, but to use smoke...
The humidity in the cell is heavy, and the straw is laid to keep the prisoners warm, prevent moisture, and prevent mosquitoes from breeding... But the clean straw will get damp after a few days, and the same damp bedding, once lit, will immediately fill the room Thick smoke... Visibility instantly went to zero.
Ye Qingxuan took advantage of this unremarkable thing to gain a certain advantage for himself in an instant.
Although the bald man was powerful in attack, his mental strength was not as good as his own. In the thick black smoke, it was equivalent to losing his eyesight, his judgment was sharply reduced, and his threat to Ye Qingxuan was greatly reduced.
The bald man yelled violently, and punched Ye Qingxuan at the position in his memory, but he hit nothing, and lost Ye Qingxuan's position in an instant, and the fierce fire in the prison also covered up Ye Qingxuan Sounds when moving.
The bald guy loses all his advantages...
Ye Qingxuan set up this game desperately, in order to offset the opponent's advantages and give full play to his own strengths.
At this time, even though Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and held his breath, he could still clearly sense the position of the bald villain. This was the natural benefit brought by his strong mental power after traveling from another world. In addition, Ye Qingxuan was also prepared. When he entered the room, he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, soaked it in the bucket at the door of the cell, and wrapped it around his face at this moment, just to block the thick hot breath. cigarette.
No matter how powerful the bald guy's attack is, he can't hit the invisible enemy, but with his innate superhuman sense and flexible attack methods, he can give full play to his greatest advantage this time...
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and ran over like a cat. When the bald man covered his face and closed his breath, he jumped up suddenly, stabbing his throat with the green steel sword in his hand. The bald man didn't sense the strong wind coming until the last moment, and immediately turned sideways While dodging, the sword had already pierced the neck, leaving a bloodstain...
Fortunately, the jugular artery was not severed, but this blow instantly made the bald man break out in a cold sweat.
The bald man is not afraid of high temperature and flames, but he has nothing to do with the thick smoke that blocks his sight. After a few times, the bald man is already stabbed with swords, but Ye Qingxuan can't even get a single hair on his body. He didn't touch him, and at the same time, it was even more difficult to breathe. Under the passive beating, he suddenly planned to retreat.
Ye Qingxuan already knew that the bald man wanted to retreat a little bit, how could he let him do so.
He jumped up to the top of the prison with his back, grabbed the beams on the roof like a spider, jumped on the head of the bald man several times with his hands and feet, gathered all his strength, jumped down, and stabbed the bald man's head with a sword Baihui Point.