Chapter 3512: Kill, escape!

Tang Zhen's percussive rhythm can only be understood by the monk in the Loucheng. You can use this method to contact when you are in a special environment.
For the monks in Loucheng, once this method is used, it is equivalent to being in a desperate situation.
Now in the cage, the powerful cultivation base disappeared without a trace, only this method can be used.
Anything with a trace of spiritual knowledge that can communicate with each other in a space is more efficient than this primitive method.
The environment is like this, and it's useless to be depressed and flustered, so I still do what I should do.
First of all, we must make sure that in this unfamiliar environment, how many monks from Loucheng exist?
If the monks in Loucheng heard the knocking sound, they would definitely respond, thus realizing the common communication of information.
Reuse this communication method to find solutions to problems.
Another purpose is to verify whether the scene in front of you is illusory?
If it is an illusion, Tang Zhen has his own way of distinguishing.
While he was knocking, he was thinking of one thing in his mind, that is, there are real Loucheng monks, what kind of rhythm is the correct response.
While he was thinking, there was a knocking sound from outside, but the rhythm was completely different from what he thought.
Tang Zhen smiled slightly, confirming that he was not in the illusion
This is actually a detection method. The illusion will be simulated according to what people want. If the response sound is as Tang Zhen thought, it means that you are in the illusion at the moment.
The completely different rhythm proves the authenticity of the world.
He really lost his cultivation, was trapped in a cage, and the cultivator in the Loucheng had the same experience as himself.
The percussive communication between the two parties did not last long, and a heavy footstep was heard.
A brawny man with various weird decorations and a hideous mask came to the front of Tang Zhen's cage.
Tang Zhen stopped percussing and looked at the brawny man silently through the solid fence.
"Dare to make trouble when you die?"
While the strong man was speaking, he slowly walked towards Tang Zhen and drew an item from the long wooden sheath around his waist.
It is like a tentacled octopus that has been chopped off, the surface is covered with mucus, and there are also sharp crescent-shaped barbs.
As he approached the cage, he drew towards Tang Zhen fiercely.
Tang Zhen was prepared early, and leaned back sharply to avoid this attack.
"Dare to hide?"
A whip did not hit Tang Zhen, which made the brawny man very upset and rushed to the cell door aggressively.
Reached out and tried to grab the cage railing, but when he was about to make contact, he hesitated again.
"Ha ha……"
Tang Zhen lying on the ground suddenly let out a ridicule, deep but clear and harsh.
The brawny man who was hesitant at first heard the laughter and suddenly grabbed his palm against the railing of the cage.
The railing became soft in an instant, and the strong man walked in easily.
"See if I won't kill you!"
He raised the long whip in his hand angrily, and drew it towards Tang Zhen again, wishing to slash him in half.
But he didn't want Tang Zhen to raise his arms and shackled towards the whip.
A whip full of sharp barbs, like a living tentacle, was drawn right onto the shackles.
At the same time as the two contacted, Tang Zhen smelled a greasy breath, spreading from the clammy whip.
Without hesitation, Tang Zhen grabbed the wriggling whip with one hand and slammed into the brawny man with all his strength.
Because of wearing fetters, Tang Zhen couldn't accelerate, but he still knocked the strong man upside down and flew out.
He staggered back a few steps and hit the top of the railing.
Tang Zhen grabbed the whip and slammed it around the burly man's neck. In a flash, he wrapped it around.
Pulling down fiercely, the burly man let out a muffled hum, and the blood kept flowing down his neck.
Tang Zhen's palm was full of wounds, but as if he hadn't noticed, he smashed the head of the strong man with his shackles.
"boom!"
The blow was so real and hard that the strong man groaned, struggling to resist.
Tang Zhen's face was expressionless, just waving his shackles and constantly smashing the strong man's head.
The sturdy body of the strong man has become soft as mud, and he can no longer resist.
Tang Zhen didn't stop, still smashing his face expressionlessly until the opponent stopped moving.
Tang Zhen straightened up slowly, shaking involuntarily, cold sweat rolling off his forehead one after another.
It turns out that there are toxins on the whip, which can double the pain to an almost unbearable level.
Even if Tang Zhen was like this, the people who didn't change their face with the knife, the axe and the axe, felt that something was about to be overwhelming.
At this moment, Tang Zhen not only lost his cultivation skills, but even his body's senses became ordinary.
Obviously the other party used this toxin to punish those disobedient prisoners.
Fortunately, the strength is far beyond ordinary people, and the fighting consciousness has not been erased, which allowed Tang Zhen to kill the strong man.
During the battle just now, the prisoners on the opposite side had been watching coldly.
Tang Zhen won the victory, they were still expressionless, as if all this had nothing to do with them.
Including the monk who resembled the Loucheng, the man who did not respond to Tang Zhen, just stood in the dark and silently observed.
Slowly approaching the corpse, Tang Zhen began to fumble slowly and touched the burly man again.
There were not many items on the opponent, only a few bottles with some sun-dried ointment and a black dagger.
The mask was peeled off, revealing a deadly face, pierced with colorful patterns.
The most common are accessories, which have different shapes and materials, which are spread all over the body.
These ornaments represent the wealth of the strong man, but in Tang Zhen's eyes, they are not worth a penny at all.
Grabbing the black dagger, Tang Zhen tried to pry open the shackles, but there was no effect at all.
Tang Zhen didn't panic, carefully observed the shackles and handcuffs, and found that they should be glued together by some substance.
Just like glue, it can't be pulled at all.
Looking at the dried blood on the shackles, Tang Zhen thought for a while, and cut a wound on his leg with a knife.
The blood flowed out quickly, and Tang Zhen moved to the joint of the shackles, and quickly penetrated into it.
After waiting for about ten seconds, Tang Zhen inserted the black dagger into the gap, and then pryed it hard.
"Crack."
The fetters that were originally tightly bonded directly split into two and fell from Tang Zhen's ankle.
"Sure enough."
When Tang Zhen saw the shape of the torture instrument, he remembered his past experience, which was very similar to the situation before him.
I tried it and it was very effective.
The blood of the imprisoned person is the key to open the shackles, representing the good virtuous nature of God and willing to give the imprisoned a ray of life.
If you can discover the secret and open it, it means you can suffer less pain.
But it is only the removal of the torture instrument, but it will not mitigate or exempt the penalty.
If you can't find it, after death, blood will be contaminated with the torture instrument, and it will also automatically leave.
Finding a way to remove the shackles, the next thing became much easier, and soon the handcuffs were also taken off.
Picking up the whip and black dagger, Tang Zhen came to the railing of the cage and pushed it outward.
The railings are as hard as rigid, not moving at all.
Recalling the scene he had seen before, Tang Zhen came to the burly man's body, grabbed his palm and looked at it carefully.
Soon Tang Zhen's gaze fell on a ring, raising the black dagger and cruelly everything.
Grabbing the blood-stained ring, Tang Zhen put it on his finger and walked to the railing of the cage again
Reaching out and touching it lightly, the originally rigid railing suddenly became like a dough.
Putting the soft railing aside, Tang Zhen stepped into the passage and looked at the surrounding environment again.