Liang Xingyang already understood that this group of people was used to being domineering and did not take anyone seriously. They beat or killed them at every turn, tortured people, and used terror to force people to obey without a bottom line. If he could no longer There would be no good results if he continued to tolerate it. The truth was unclear, so he decided to use the fairy sword to talk to these people and say something they could understand!
Once he takes action, he is no longer merciful. He unites his body and sword and penetrates upwards through the ceiling. This is the underground, and above is the office lobby. He jumped out from the ground, and the cell boss and guards working here were all shocked. , before he could figure out the situation, the sword flashed and he dived from another place.
Returning to the ground again, the sword light dispersed. Liang Xingyang fell on the table in front of Lu Xu. He held the sword formula in his left hand, designated the fairy sword, and blocked the more than twenty flying needles that followed him. The sword light flashed, and he His left hand trembled slightly, and his right hand rested on Lu Xu's shoulder: "Where is my Qiankun bag?"
When he was taken to the cell a few days ago, his Qiankun bag was searched, and all his food and magic weapons were in the bag.
His Qiankun bag was obtained from old man Tianxuan. There is a room-sized space inside the bag. Old man Tianxuan’s habit is not to carry many things with him. After another five hundred years, most of the things inside are rotten and destroyed. .
However, the bag itself is a very good magic weapon. It cannot be damaged by knife or fire. There is an endless knot of Xuan Qiong at the mouth of the bag. It can only be opened by intensively practicing the "Xuan Qiong Sutra". He wants to leave now and must get his own. thing.
Lu Xu was put on his shoulders by his little hands, as if he were bearing a huge burden. There was also a hot and heavy energy, like boiling mercury, pouring into his whole body from the Jianjing point, making his whole body feel like it was burned by fire, his limbs were sore and heavy, and he could not help. Standing, unable to resist at all, he collapsed and clung to Liang Xingyang's hand, thinking he was being carried.
He knew that this boy could shock him to death as long as he exerted his strength. He was unable to resist, so he could only raise his hands in front of him and untie his Qiankun bag from his waist: "It's in here..." He was too tormented to speak.
Liang Xingyang took the bag and opened it with his fingers. His bag was inside and tied around his wrist. He looked at Lu Xu with disgust: "You are not a good person! I have to teach you a lesson!"
He stretched out his fingers in front of Lu Xu and flicked his head on his forehead.
Lu Xugang slumped down on the chair, and before he could take a deep breath, there was a "bang" sound, and his fingers flicked on his head. His body was shaken, his skull cracked, his eyes exploded, his head tilted to one side, and he died immediately!
Liang Xingyang looked at him and couldn't help but froze for a moment. He turned around and focused on wielding his sword to resist the flying needles that kept coming. He shouted loudly: "How about my sword? Have you seen enough? Are there any of you? No Zhao Yixiang? If so, please stand up and I will show him my more powerful Nine Heavens Sword Technique. If not, I have to leave!"
He was a prisoner in the prison, and he killed another commander and four jailers. If he were allowed to run away like this, the North Prison Yamen would be embarrassed. The remaining commanders and flag bearers would also be killed. When exerting force, in addition to the flying needles, there are also flying hooks, flying claws, treasure rulers, and iron chains, flying all at once, and together with the flying needles, Liang Xingyang will be drowned.
Liang Xingyang sprayed his true energy continuously, causing the fairy sword to shine with thousands of rays of light, illuminating everything in the room bright and white. He could only hear the sounds of "crack!" and "click!", and the hooks, claws, rulers, and chains all It was crushed by the sword's edge and turned into a lot of iron slag, which turned into colorful light rain and splashed everywhere!
They are the commanders and flag-bearers of the Yulin Guards. Good things from all over the country have arrived here first. They use either ten thousand years of cold iron or Taibaijin essence, all of which many practitioners will never see in their lifetime. of good stuff.
However, Liang Xingyang's flying sword is different. Its essence is an innate pure yang energy, which is not limited to acquired things. It also incorporates the Xuantian Qingyang Sword as the sword edge. After encountering these magic weapons, they can't stand it and remain in a stalemate for a while. They were shattered one after another, and only those flying needles, because they contained the blessing of dragon energy, were able to withstand the sword's edge.
Liang Xingyang destroyed their magic weapon, and once again the man and the sword merged into one, turning into a dazzling lightning. Flashing to the east, the sword edge slashed towards the faces of the three people in an instant. The three people hurriedly blocked it with flying needles, their eyes were Before the stabbing of the sword light has recovered, the Pure Yang Fairy Sword has already struck in the east and west, like a long whip whipping to the opposite side. This time, only Jian Dongcheng kept holding his guard carefully, keeping the flying needle from being too far away from his body, and summoned him back in time to protect himself. The other two commanders The needle was not as fast as the sword, and it landed at the outer door. It was thrown by the fairy sword and was cut into four pieces on the spot!
At this time, many people came in with weapons at the door. Some people were holding talisman nets and shouting to arrest people.
The talisman net is woven from silkworm silk, and each knot has a talisman, which is specially used to capture ghosts and ghosts. Once caught in the net, not even the soul, body, or spirit can escape.
Liang Xingyang relied on the sharpness of the fairy sword and plunged in. With a twist of the sword, the net and the people in front of him were chopped into pieces. Blood spurted out wildly, and bones and flesh flew everywhere. The fairy sword did not go up the stairs, but shot directly into the ground. It walked underneath for several miles and then emerged from the ground.
He felt the majestic power from above and knew that the city god of the capital was sealing the city with his magic power. He forced his way through, winning less and losing more. He was also watched from above by the opponent, like a satellite shining overhead. Over time, he would become a tourist in the cauldron. fish.
He put away the fairy sword, used his escape technique, made his body invisible, and flew rapidly through the alleys.
The Xuanqiong Nine Heavens Escape Technique is more suitable for flying in the sky and traveling long distances, but it is not suitable for short-distance dodges on the ground. Moreover, there are city gods watching in the sky, and there are pursuers from all directions. You can't fly into the sky, and it's even worse. Good at hiding.
His invisibility method couldn't hide the City God's eyes for a long time. Yu Linwei would also ask other immortal disciples from other sects to assist him. He traveled several miles away at an extremely fast speed, using various covered obstacles to cover himself along the way. Encountering a large mansion ahead, he flew into it.
This was a courtyard, and there was a room with a light on. He went straight to it, opened the door and entered the house.
There was a teenage boy in the room who was writing with a brush. He was very distressed and scratching his head and ears. When he saw him coming in, he was startled: "Who are you?" He was not afraid, but curious, guessing that Liang Xingyang was a certain person. Someone else's child.
Liang Xingyang walked into the room and said to him: "I am the fairy in the lamp."
The boy smiled: "I don't believe it. Who is your father? Why did he allow you to come and play with me?"
Liang Xingyang stretched out his hand to grab it, and the flame from the lamp flew over and was caught in his palm.
After reading it, the boy was surprised and delighted: "Are you a magician?"
Liang Xingyang put the flame back: "I am the Immortal in Flame. Now I am being hunted by bad guys. They want to take me back. I want to take shelter here with you."
"No problem! What kind of bad guys are chasing you? Tell me and I will go find my father and take them all to prison!"
"No, those powers are very powerful, more powerful than your father's official position. Once you tell me, not only will I be taken away, but you won't even be able to serve as your father's official position."
The boy curled his lips and was very unconvinced. Liang Xingyang was worried about the city god or the practitioners outside casting spells to track him down, so he jumped up and threw himself into the light. A lotus platform was born in the heart of the lamp. He sat on the lotus platform, including the lotus and the person. The total is about the size of a grain of millet.
He waved to the boy in the light: "See?"
The boy nodded stupidly: "I saw it."
"If you see it, go and close the door, and I'll tell you about my story."
