Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2181 Baozhi all kinds of dissatisfaction
"It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!" The law enforcement elder murmured in a low voice, his face a little ugly.

The others all had weird faces, thinking that Mo Xian really did not play cards according to common sense.

Under normal circumstances, everyone would take a good rest after getting this rare chance to breathe.

But Mo Xian didn't, so they didn't know what to say for a while, and they were a little dumbfounded.

After all, it was a very exhausting task for them and the law enforcement elders to suppress the ice accumulation ridge.

"Elder, what should we do now?" Everyone looked at the law enforcement elder anxiously and asked.

"Hmph, let that kid suffer, I don't believe it, how much he can bear at such a young age." The law enforcement elder snorted coldly, took a look at the ice monument, and took out a token.

Seeing the token, everyone retracted their heads subconsciously, obviously knowing what the token meant.

"Hmph, I can't cure you youngster, today I will let you taste the power of my law enforcement hall." The law enforcement elder snorted coldly, and quietly activated the token.

He is the elder of the law enforcement hall, and he claims to cure all kinds of dissatisfaction.

Bingcuiling can be regarded as a place under the jurisdiction of the Law Enforcement Hall, so he naturally has the authority to control it.

Being in the icy ridge, Mo Xian immediately noticed the difference.

Those cold spirits actually began to besiege him in an organized way, and under the freezing cold, there was a trace of other aura.

It was a rather majestic aura, which made him feel an urge to surrender.

"Did you change to a new pattern!" Mo Xian snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed an ice whip.

In addition to the cold air, a trace of red hostility also began to spread to his arms, and instantly sank into his forehead, causing a considerable impact on him.

"Hmm..." Mo Xian let out a muffled voice, covered his forehead and took a few steps back.

This kind of impact is no small matter, almost reaching the depths of the soul, once resisted, the pain will multiply exponentially.

He shook his head, and continued to flee, those cold spirits were naturally chasing after him.

His reaction undoubtedly greatly stimulated the cold spirits, making their eyes more and more red.

At the entrance of the Icy Ridge, the law enforcement elder kept controlling the token in his hand.

His task is to punish those disciples who have made mistakes. After all these years, no disciples have seen what kind of disciples, and he is naturally familiar with dealing with them.

In his opinion, Mo Xian is just a stunned young man, at most he can suffer a little more than others, but there is a limit.

But soon, he realized that he was wrong, and Mo Xian's patience could be called abnormal.

The other people on the side were also in a cold sweat for a while, for fear that the law enforcement elder would kill Mo Xian on impulse.

"Elder, the critical point has been exceeded!" One person cautiously reminded.

"I know!" The law enforcement elder responded, and took back the token unwillingly.

"Continue to suppress!" The law enforcement elder said slowly, and there was a little helplessness in his voice.

This time, he was actually caught by a brat.

It is true that he can deal with his disciples well, but the premise is that the disciple has made a mistake, but it cannot really cause irreparable losses.

Of course, it would be different if this disciple made a heinous mistake, but Mo Xian obviously didn't.

Therefore, he can't be too extreme.

The suppression this time was obviously much more difficult than the last time. After the suppression, everyone except the law enforcement elders looked pale.

They originally hoped to rest for a while, but Mo Xian didn't like them, and immediately started provoking again.

"What a difficult guy!" The crowd sighed, and unconsciously looked at the law enforcement elder.

The law enforcement elder had never seen any thorns before, and Bao Zhi's reputation for various dissatisfaction was not for nothing, but this time, he seemed to have met his opponent.

However, this also seems to have aroused his competitiveness.

After suppressing the riot in Bingcuiling Ridge, he tried to make Mo Xian give in, or at least calm down.

Under the double pressure of Bingcuiling and the law enforcement elders, Mo Xian suffered a lot.

He also knew that as long as he didn't deliberately resist, he would feel much better, but he didn't want to.

Of course, he didn't know that there were still people outside who were fighting with him.

That is the law enforcement elder and the dozen or so guards. It is not easy for them to suppress the rioting ice-accumulated ridge. They have to waste a lot of energy every time, but they still can't get enough rest.

This is like a tug of war, and it is very likely that both sides will lose in the end.

Not long after, Mo Xian couldn't run any longer, and fell to the ground. He forcibly turned his body around and put on a look like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Shhhh..."

A series of ice whips lashed Mo Xian's figure mercilessly, causing him to grin in pain, but he insisted on not saying a word.

On the outskirts of Bingcuiling Ridge, the elders of law enforcement were already pale, not to mention the others, who were almost lying on the ground.

Looking at the gradually rising runes on the ice monument, the corner of the law enforcement elder's mouth couldn't help twitching.

He suddenly wanted to see what Mo Xian looked like.

Seeing that the runes on the ice monument were about to exceed the zero threshold, the law enforcement elder had no choice but to order other people to suppress it again.

And after this suppression, except for the law enforcement elders, everyone was so soft that they fell to the ground, almost foaming at the mouth.

This situation is normal. After all, if you suppress it continuously in a short period of time, the effect will become weaker and weaker.

Among the icy mountains, Mo Xian lay on the ground with blank eyes, looking very confused.

It seemed that he had no idea where he was or what he was doing.

This is his way of masturbation and hypnosis. To put it simply, since he can't resist, he can bear it quietly.

Suddenly, he found that the surroundings had become quiet, and those violent cold spirits seemed to have recovered their purity.

This is of course the credit of the law enforcement elders. In order to save Mo Xian's life, he has gone all out.

It's a pity that Mo Xian didn't appreciate it at all.

He took out a elixir that stimulates menstruation and activates blood from the ring, and swallowed it like chewing ice slag.

After the medicine dissipated, he only felt a slight fever all over his body. Although the effect was not obvious, it was better than nothing.

At this time, a cold air just descended and healed Mo Xian's injuries all over his body.

It was unknown how many rounds it was, but Mo Xian still stood firm, immediately got up and ran away with his life.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the other side of the Bingcuiling Ridge, and there were no traces of warrior activities here.

Anyway, they were just being punished, and no one would be willing to spend that effort to get here.

Mo Xian moved around a lot, and rushed towards an ice wall, at least there would be no enemies on all sides.

"Disciple Mo Xian, refuse to admit your mistakes and continue to punish severely!"

A majestic voice sounded in Mo Xian's mind again, and then, the icy cold wind became violent again, and there were countless cold spirits with blood-red eyes hidden in it.

(End of this chapter)