After bandaging the wound and resting for a while, Long Xiaoyao stood up, and without hesitation, he walked directly to the iron fence that blocked him from those martial soul awakened people.

If nothing else, his wounds were all healed, he was fine, it was time to fulfill the oath he had just made, he was going to beat those hateful fellows, clean them up, and flatten them.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the fence, and without hesitation, he grabbed one of the iron pillars with both hands, and with one force, he broke them at once.

The iron pillar with the thickness of the rolling rod is broken like a cucumber, and it feels easy and effortless.

Violent!

Cow ~ Force!

It's exciting!

The guys were all taken aback, they couldn't believe their eyes, and they all opened their mouths and were stunned.

And no wonder.

After all, the iron pillar is really not fine, not to mention ordinary people, even if they have awakened the martial spirit, if they want to break such a thick iron pillar, they must not be able to do it, but it will take a lot of work anyway, it is really not so easy, it is really difficult.

Of course, it was quite unexpected that such a thick iron pillar could be broken so easily.

Originally, he didn't want to break them, he just wanted to scare the guys next door, he really didn't expect such a result.

It's easier than breaking a sugar cane, am I really that strong?

Has Young Master Ben's skill improved so much?

Can't you?

Could it be that these iron pillars are not good, they are caused by scrap iron slag?

Long Xiaoyao was really a little suspicious, grabbed the broken iron pillar and knocked on the floor, and smashed the ground into several large pits in the blink of an eye, the stone floor of the cell he was in was more than two feet thick, and all of it cracked, but the iron pillar in his hand was fine.

The quality is no problem.

Could it be that this young master is really more powerful?

No way?

Long Xiaoyao still can't believe that he has such a big energy, could it be that the quality of the floor is too poor?

Well, it should be.

Can't be wrong, it must be like this!

Long Xiaoyao immediately checked the floor, but found that there was no problem with the floor, the real diamond was very strong.

This......

You're sick, aren't you?

Anyway, it doesn't hurt you, what the hell do you care about it, is it so idle?

Wouldn't it be more meaningful to break from prison and teach those bastards a lesson than to figure out such an innocuous question? What do you want it to do?

After some introspection and self-criticism, Long Xiaoyao was no longer entangled, picked up an iron pillar, stepped into the cell next door, and walked straight to the few martial soul awakeners.

the hair?!

What are you doing?!

What do you want?!

When those guys saw Long Yao walking towards them with an unkind face, they felt bad in their hearts, and they immediately frowned.

Among them, a black-faced strong man couldn't help but take the lead in speaking: "Boy, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" the iron rod slapped on the palm of his hand, Long Xiaoyao smiled coldly, and said in a cruel tone: "What do you think?"

"You want to beat us up?"

"Wrong!"

"That's—"

"It's a beating, a beating!"

"You-"

"What are you? Who just said that you will never spare me, and you will definitely clean up this young master? Is there you?ah?!"

"What if you have it, and what if you don't?"

"Yes, Young Master Ben will definitely smash your dog's mouth! No, hum, without Young Master Ben, he will beat you up and beat you into a big pig's head!"

"You-"

"Who told you not to stand on my side just now? Who told you not to help Young Master Ben deal with them? You are to blame, you are all asking for it!"

"You-"

"Young Master Ben still has important things to do, I don't have time to talk nonsense here with you bastard! Look at the fight!" Long Xiaoyao was still in a hurry to escape from prison, and he didn't have time to delay, so he picked up the iron rod in his hand with a "whew", and unceremoniously, smashed it down on the black-faced strong man.

The tiger is not powerful, but dares to treat me as a sick cat.

There are things with eyes and no beads, and they dare to bully this young master, hum, you bastard is really tired of crooked you!

Today, see if I don't beat you to death with a stick!

Long Yao was ruthless, and the black-faced man was miserable this time.

Because of eating cartilage powder and being sealed in the acupoint, the black-faced man had no strength at all, although Long Xiaoyao reacted as soon as he picked up the iron rod, and immediately wanted to dodge, but he had more than enough strength and insufficient strength, he couldn't dodge at all, as a result, he was hit in the back by Long Xiaoyao's stick, and fell to the ground, and his front teeth almost knocked out.

"You dog offal! Lao Tzu is dry~ you dear-" The black-faced man was angry and very angry, but before the word "mother" could be scolded, he was trampled on the head by Long Yao.

"Bastard, the cold powder is not called cold powder, you are called a yaw! I will let you squirt feces all over your mouth! I will let you squirt feces all over your mouth! I will let you squirt feces all over your mouth!!" Long Xiaoyao was very angry, and he exerted force under his feet, stomped on and crushed the black-faced man's brain.

It's so ruthless!

The black-faced man felt that his head was about to be stepped into the stone slab, the bridge of his nose was shattered, his forehead was bleeding, and his skull was about to explode.

Hurt!

It hurts so much!

The black-faced man was unbearable, and immediately fainted with an "oh" sound.