Chapter 70: The Fierce Tiger Emerges from Its Cage

  The gunmen had already thrust their long guns at him, and Li Wenjun swung the dragon head goose feather knife. This time he didn't emit a knife aura, but instead used the sharpness of the dragon head goose feather knife itself to chop off all the gun heads of the long guns. The long guns were chopped off one by one, all turned into firewood, not long enough, and it was difficult to reach Li Wenjun standing in the middle of the iron cage again.

  Jiang Shan became anxious and shouted: "Where are the archers? Come quickly and shoot Li Wenjun to death."

  The Second Hall was just that big, and the huge iron cage took up more than half of the space. Moreover, Third Master, Wu Xue Mei and others had not yet had time to leave, and there were also over a dozen long gunners still surrounding the cage. With so many people blocking the inside of the Second Hall, the archers outside could only wait for those inside to come out before they could enter.

  Unlike just now, the archer can't shoot arrows recklessly outside. At this moment, inside the second hall, except for Li Wenjun, they are all their own people, especially San Gongzi and Jiang Shan are also inside, so the archer doesn't dare to shoot arrows outside.

  This gave Li Wenjun a chance to catch his breath, and when he was in a desperate situation, he saw a glimmer of hope.

  Jiang Shan was so anxious that he jumped up and down, urging everyone to hurry. In order to seize the time, he even grabbed a few gunmen and threw them out of the second hall. However, inside the second hall, it was chaotic, with people crowded together, and he still had to take care of San Gongzi's safety. It was not easy to clear the place in a short time and make room for him.

  Li Wenjun didn't dare to waste any more time. Once the archers came in, he would only be waiting for death. Even if he had mastered the Unmoving Diamond Technique, a defensive technique, its characteristics meant that he could only passively endure the beating. When his magic was exhausted and he was trapped in the iron cage, no matter how good his skills were, he couldn't use them, and all he could do was wait for the archers to turn him into a hedgehog with arrows.

  As the chaos erupted outside the iron cage, Li Wenjun seized the rare opportunity with his keen senses. He pinched the spiritual key, and his magical power flowed rapidly through his meridians, emerging from the Laogong acupoint on his palm. Suddenly, a fireball the size of a quail egg appeared in his palm.

  There were several gunmen surrounding the iron cage, using their long guns to stab at Li Wenjun. They looked at him in horror as a fireball emerged from his palm, as if they had seen a ghost. "Lord Jiang, Lord Jiang, look quickly, Li Wenjun can spit fire."

  Jiang Shan turned his head, just in time to see Li Wenjun throw the fireball at an iron railing. Jiang Shan's face turned white in an instant, and he almost lost his soul.

  "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!! How could Li Wenjun be a cultivator? What the hell is going on here?! Come on, hurry up and escort Third Young Master away from here. Archers, you guys are slow, shoot him dead, must shoot him dead, or else when Li Wenjun comes out of that cage, we're all dead. Hurry! Hurry!! Hurry!!!

  Inside the second hall, things got even more chaotic. Many people witnessed Li Wenjun's entire process of releasing his fireball technique. At this point, even if they were foolish, they all knew that they had locked up a "god" in a cage. The dignity of a god was not to be offended, and once offended, the consequences would be unthinkable. They rushed out of the second hall one after another.

  The Third Master's legs were also trembling with fear. Due to family reasons, he had to understand the situation of cultivators more than ordinary people. Almost every cultivator was a powder keg, and one touch would set them off, killing them instantly. He almost hated Wu Qi to death, this incompetent official, how could he not have investigated Li Wenjun's background clearly beforehand? Today, it seemed that Wu Qi was going to get him killed.

  He didn't want to die, he still wanted to enjoy a better life, he hadn't enjoyed the high-ranking official position and wealth, and he hadn't tasted countless beauties, how could he die in this small Sanshan County.

  After Li Wenjun advanced to the second layer of the Qi Refining stage, the preparation time for releasing the Fireball Technique had been shortened by almost half. Later, after he cultivated for a period of time, the preparation time stabilized at around four breaths. Releasing it twice would only take about eight breaths, which was equivalent to the time it took to breathe eight times.

  The fireball appears to be not very large, the color of the flame is also very soft, presenting a dim orange-yellow color, but its temperature is not low at all, because it uses magic as fuel, its temperature is higher than that of most flames in the secular world.

  The fireball stuck to the fine steel iron railing as thick as a child's arm, and in an instant, it burned both ends of one of the railings into a bright red liquid. The molten iron slag dripped down with a plop, and the middle section of the railing that had not melted also fell down.

  Li Wenjun grabbed the iron railing, pulled down the unmelted section of the iron railing, and then raised it high and threw it at the archers in the crowd jammed at the Second Hall gate.

  Among all people, archers pose the greatest threat to him and are the group that needs to be eliminated first.

  The steel rod shot out like a sharp arrow, swiftly tearing through the air and viciously stabbing into the body of an archer. The kinetic energy of the steel rod was immense, sending the archer flying backward, heavily crashing to the ground with a mouthful of blood, instantly killing him. As the evening breeze swept by, his wound still emitted a faint smell of char.

  At the same time, in the second hall, there was also a miserable scream. The molten iron slag dripped from the refined steel rod, and it was unknown who would be unlucky enough to have it drip onto them. The temperature of the iron slag was over a thousand degrees, and who could endure such high temperatures? When the iron slag fell on his body, it almost instantly burned through his flesh, and the miserable scream was just an instinctive reaction before death.

  "Third Master, hurry up! If you don't leave now, it will be too late." Jiang Shan really wanted to squeeze next to the Third Master, but the people in the second hall were all flustered and didn't give him a chance to get close.

  As for the private soldiers brought by Jiang Shan to the Broken Army Hou Mansion, each and every one of them was elite. Once on the battlefield, they would be absolutely unbeatable, taking down ten enemies with ease. However, when it came time for them to face off against the "gods" head-on, their hearts would lose confidence. In their minds, this was a battle that would surely end in death. Who could break through the mystery of life and death?

  Even if there were a few who were fearless of death, they could not play any role when everyone was rushing out in a state of panic.

  Jiang Shan regretted it to death, if he had known earlier, he should have prepared a few more mechanisms in advance. Perhaps with one more mechanism, he could have trapped Li Wenjun to death. However, this was just wishful thinking, as preparing two precision-made mechanisms, the pitfall and the hanging cage, within three short days was already his limit, unless he was willing to spend more time.

  But at that time, no matter who thought it was enough.

  He thought that with the trap and gallows, plus the knife, axe, gun and bow and arrow hands, he could take down Li Wenjun. Such a meticulous deployment would be enough to ensure that even if five or six Wang Yongguis came together, they would not return.

  Jiang Shan's preparation cannot be said to be insufficient, and his consideration cannot be said to be meticulous, but he got the object of his secret calculation wrong, which means he will not succeed.

  One iron railing was removed, and a big hole appeared on the iron cage that allowed Li Wenjun to escape. He first used his knife to cut off the arrow shaft on his left shoulder, then jumped out of the iron cage.