Zhang Yang came to Yan Long, his fingers were like the wind, and he sealed Yan Long's seven key points one after another, Yan Long only felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person fell straight up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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The sound of the "ding" system sounded, and Yan Long's sanity regained consciousness and came to the dark blue space of the system.

The system says, "Your body is in a coma right now, but your consciousness is stored in the system space, so it doesn't stop with it. As long as you wish, you can always use the system's stored consciousness to counter bodily functions and thus restore the body to a state of sobriety. ”

Yan Long said: "Well, if that's the case...... That means I'll never be unconscious as long as I use the consciousness countermeasures, right?"

"Yes. Unless your physical body is completely destroyed, your mental state will stagnate forever. The system said.

"Okay, I need to activate the consciousness counter-program to get my body back to what it was when it was awake. ”

A checkbox appears on the system screen: "The host initiates the storage awareness countermeasure, which costs 800 killing points." Please choose!"

Yan Long clicked the "YES" button.

In the blue space, there was a sound of wind, and Yan Long only felt that his consciousness had instantly restarted in his body.

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Yan Long woke up!

The sealed acupoints on his body were also all washed away by his vitality.

At this time, it was only a breath since he was sealed by Zhang Yang.

He didn't open his eyes, he silently reined in his internal force, making the speed of the Yuan Qi flow extremely slow, and at the same time relaxing his body, making himself feel as if his acupuncture points had been sealed and he was completely unconscious and paralyzed.

But in fact, he can clearly perceive the surrounding environment and the actions of people.

The four knights and wrestlers of the brocade guards grabbed him by the limbs and lifted him up.

He passed through countless corridors, countless stinking prison doors, and then descended many stone staircases, and on the way he heard the voices of various prisoners, although he could not open his eyes, but everywhere he passed, he memorized by heart, and through the recognition of sounds and the calculation of footsteps, he drew a map in his mind for this movement.

His brutal training as an agent in his previous life gave him a special talent in this area.

Finally, they arrived in a cell that was as dark as the deepest part of hell.

The brocade guard carrying him stopped moving and slammed him to the ground.

The ground was cold and damp, and there was a musty, rotten smell of blood.

Although Yan Long had never been to the eighteenth layer of hell in the edict, this could only be the eighteenth layer of hell in terms of the distance traveled and the vertical distance below the layer.

This is the lowest level of the Imperial Prison.

Prisoners who enter here usually have only one of two outcomes, either they die of old age and rot here, or they are carried out as corpses.

The door to the prison was opened.

Yan Long felt a moist cold air coming out of the warehouse.

Water dungeon!

Yan Long was lying on the ground at the door of the prison barn, still in a "comatose" state.

Zhang Yang stepped on a slow and light step, like a cheetah, came to him, his fingers were like the wind, and he unlocked several acupoints on his upper body, but left a few acupoints on his legs unsolved.

Seeing him like this, Yan Long secretly thought in his heart, "What is he doing here, why don't you unlock all my acupoints at the same time?"

At this time, a brocade guard was holding a basin of ice water and splashed it at Yan Long.

Yan Long Huo "woke up", and he glared at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled and asked, "Do you know how to swim?"

Yan Long didn't answer.

"No, it doesn't matter, because even if you can swim, you can't move. Zhang Yang said neatly: "But you have time to use your skills to break through the acupuncture points, I will wait for you on this water prison, don't worry! ”

"Throw him down!" Zhang Yang commanded coldly.

After the surrounding Jinyi guards got the order, they lifted Yan Long from the ground and threw him into the water prison.

The water dungeon is not large, only six feet square, the walls around it are made of bluestone, it is covered with moss, slippery, and the water in the dungeon is slightly taller than the height of an adult, and if you stand on tiptoe, you can let your head out of the water to breathe.

Because of the weight of the shackles on his body, Yan Long sank to the bottom of the water all of a sudden.

He felt very distressed, he was now able to move freely, but in order to continue the play, he had to let himself soak in the water for a while.

He pretended that the acupuncture points of his legs had not been untied, and his body writhed and struggled under the water.

In fact, he had already condensed his vitality according to the heart method of the Ziyang Nine Dragons Jue and began to ventilate in the water.

The first realm of the Ziyang Nine Dragons Jue, the Ice Dragon Water Moon Realm, all cultivation is achieved by carrying weights in the water and practicing with your breath closed. After Yan Long obtained Li Yuanba's 1% internal force value, he also automatically became familiar with the first exercise of the Nine Dragons Jue.

The underwater world is calm and comfortable, and once you dive in, you simply don't want to come out.

Yan Long now had a thought in his heart: "If he stays underwater for a long time, how will Jin Yiwei react?"

Because he always felt that there was a reason why Jinyiwei didn't kill him on the spot after he killed so many people.

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Time passed slowly, and about ten minutes, the time of the small half-pillar incense passed.

Yan Long did not float, and the fluctuations of the water ripples in the water prison began to change from the original violent to calm.

Zhang Yang was on the top of the water prison, watching the fluctuations of the water ripples gradually subside, his brows furrowed, and he didn't say anything else.

He continued to observe.

Yan Long in the water was still trembling slightly at this time.

So he wasn't in a hurry.

About twenty minutes, half a pillar of incense time passed.

The Yan Dragon in the water was completely still.

The water didn't even bubble up.

Zhang Yang's face changed slightly, and he began to pace above the water prison.

Time continued to pass, about thirty minutes passed, looking at Yan Long's raised face seemed to have been deformed, Zhang Yang's face sank, and he said to the Jinyi guard beside him: "Fish him up!"

Two long poles with iron hooks reached into the water and scooped Yan Long up.

At the moment of coming out of the water, Yan Long was like a flattened balloon suddenly filled with air again, his mouth was wide open like a fish, and there was a violent friction sound in his chest after choking on water and squirting air, and then he began to cough and vomit.

When Zhang Yang saw that Yan Long was still alive, his tense face eased slightly.

Zhang Yang's face changed, Yan Long saw it in his eyes, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Jin Yiwei doesn't want to kill me yet!"

"Is it because I'm Yan Xue'an's son? No, it can't be, if I'm so important, how could they let me go to the Blood Demon Gladiatorial Tournament! They must be trying to get something out of me now!" Yan Long thought nervously in his mind as he pretended to be weak and floated on the water leaning on two poles.

"What do you think? Haven't you untied the acupoints of your legs?" a playful smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face.

Yan Long looked at Zhang Yang with blank eyes and did not speak.

"Good, looks like you're recovering well. Zhang raised his hand and said to the Jinyi guard beside him: "Throw him down and soak it again." ”

Yan Long entered the water again.

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This time, he didn't take much longer, and after a while, he straightened his legs in the water and stood on tiptoe, allowing his face to show out on the surface of the water, and breathing in the air.

Zhang Yang saw it and said coldly: "Very good, bring him up, and the commander will make the master want to see him." ”

Yan Long lowered his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he knew that his battle with Jinyiwei in this round was a miserable victory.

What's next?

Then you have to see the commander so that Liu Qiao can know!