The little man turned pale suddenly and went insane: "No, this is absolutely impossible..."
He looked like he was crazy and in a trance.
The young man in white waved his hand, and several cavalrymen stepped forward and held down the little man's shoulders, holding him up to the sky. The little man showed no reaction and looked at the young man with a look in his eyes. Frightened, as if something terrible existed.
The little man was taken into the sky jail without being detained. The young master gave an order and all the prisoners in the sky jail were taken out. He raised his eyebrows and said slyly: "Tomorrow, I will go out hunting. "Come with me, and those who behave well will be spared the death penalty!"
Everyone's eyes were red, they were gasping for breath, and they were holding their breath hard. If it weren't for the young master! Here, you will definitely vent your anger violently!
This dark prison blocked all their emotions and future. They were all sitting there waiting to die with despair, but now they are all resurrected.
"But, there are eleven of you, and I only want ten of you. It's up to you to choose who will be eliminated!" The young master chuckled softly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
He has played this kind of game many times. Even if they hunt with him and narrowly escape death, these people are like moths to a flame and never get tired of playing it.
These people are all death row prisoners who have been imprisoned for a long time. They understand each other well and no one is easy to get along with.
Except the two new ones, Bai Ye.
Not to mention a skinny little girl!
In the blink of an eye, nine figures of various heights, short, fat and thin raised their legs and walked towards Bai Ye.
There are only two windows welded shut with iron bars, and the two beams of sunlight shining in are the only light in this prison that is as defensive as an iron barrel.
Damp, dark, and gloomy.
It is unclear whether the nine figures are male or female, old or young, and they are separated by a distance from each other.
Everyone is a protagonist as well as a supporting role.
They were all extremely cautious, calculating step by step in their minds how to kill Bai Ye and the two of them, calculating every step, including the hidden arrows of others.
They all took courage, thinking that their parents, children, brothers, and wives, whom they had thought about countless times day and night, were about to meet them.
The hunting in the middle is almost ignored, there is only a glimmer of hope, and it is worth looking forward to.
Nine people are approaching with great momentum!
The little girl was about to cry, covering her mouth with her two little hands, trembling.
A drop of crystal tears fell.
Judging from her ten years of experience, there is no way she will survive.
One of the nine men, a burly man, jumped out of the crowd and swept the little girl's waist with an iron fist.
This punch is so explosive that even a tiger has to fall down!
The big man's eyes are sharp and cautious. Even Bai Ye and the two little kids don't look down on him. If something unexpected happens, he can change his tactics at any time.
His mother is still waiting for him at home. It would be unfilial to have no children. He only hopes to see his old mother again in his lifetime.
This punch was as powerful as thunder, the sky and the earth shattered, and a crack appeared in the space!
The little girl was already frightened. When had she ever seen such a battle?
Anyway, there is nothing to worry about anymore, just die, the little girl slowly closed her eyes.
Bai Ye stretched out his arms, protected the little girl behind him, and said dotingly: "Girl, as long as your brother is here, no one in this world can hurt you at all."
Be the first to do so. Bai Ye's mortal body would never be able to take a punch, and he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
He made a weird horse stance, holding the little girl tightly with his left hand behind his back. He stretched out his right hand, the two middle and index fingers were together and bent, the thumb, nameless, and the little finger were separated from each other. Floating lightly towards that iron fist!
Last come first!
Boom!
There was a very strange sound, like the muffled sound of stones hitting the wall, and the entire Tianlao was extremely silent.
The big man's right arm hung down feebly, and he silently retreated among the nine people.
But at this moment, the two people beside him suddenly attacked, fists and palms exchanged. The big man was unprepared and took two killing moves.
His heart pulse was cut off, and he was about to die. He simply sat down, his usually fierce eyes softened, and he said numbly:
"Miss me, young Zhang Tengyun." Wealthy, with a loving father and a loving mother, he also used to wear a lot of clothes and make angry horses. He spent all his wealth in order to practice Taoism. He hasn’t seen his parents for thirty years. I didn’t expect that he would end up like this..."
Then, the pupils slowly opened. He was relaxed and his body gradually became cold.
The remaining eight people had seen Bai Ye's methods and could not figure out the details. Instead, some of the big men they were familiar with had been seriously injured.
Bullying the weak and taking advantage of the weak are their special skills.
This is human nature.
At this time, there were ten people on death row left, no more and no less. Bai Ye had no time to care about anyone else, so he softly comforted the little girl.
As he spoke, he felt a fishy smell oozing out of the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and wiped it. In the dim environment, he could vaguely see a trace of dark red on his index finger. He rubbed his fingers lightly...
< p>Even a small Fudo Mingwang Jin was met with backlash.Wang Hua warned him that coffin confinement is a method that defies heaven and cannot be used easily. Once it is used, it will damage the heart and lungs, and in serious cases, the body will die.
Bai Ye's maverick son brother sees it in his eyes. He has seen many such people. Everyone here is like this when they first come in. They rely on their own abilities and are arrogant.
The only difference between a wolf and a dog is time.
"Haha! I didn't expect a new master to come in. Let me try one of my moves!" Feeling interested, the young master closed his folding fan, stretched out his right hand with one hand, and pushed hard!
"Fire!"
White smoke burst out, and with a pop, a ball of flame burned and enveloped the entire palm.
In the eyes of other death row inmates, this scene is simply magical and appalling!
"Wind!"
A breeze blew, and no one noticed when the young master disappeared. He was like a ghost, and his voice was still echoing.
At this moment, everyone’s eyes were focused on Bai Ye. This was intuition.
His body was tense. He had never encountered such a powerful opponent. Faced with such a magical method, he was helpless. Bai Ye untied the vine whip wrapped around his waist with one hand, drew out a whip, and gave it a cold look. .
In the past ten years, apart from teaching him how to make coffins, Wang Hua never taught him how to practice cultivation, but more about the principles of life and work.
If he dies, the little girl won’t survive.
"A night of fish and dragon dancing!"
The whip comes out like electricity. Use two fingers to stir the middle of the whip and rotate it around the waist. You can look up and down, as well as the head and tail, like It is a long snake waiting for an opportunity to move.
Suddenly, Bai Ye's pupils shrank sharply, his fingers trembled, and the tail of the whip shot straight forward like waves, and the tip of the tail exploded into the void!
Bang!
A few wisps of black smoke rose out of thin air, and a ghostly figure emerged from the void, flew back three steps, and stood still.
Looking back at the white night, the wind is light and the clouds are calm, and the waves are calm.
"Tomorrow, I want you to look good!"
The young master was furious, his handsome face was ferocious, he gritted his teeth and threw the burnt paper fan to the ground. Holding back his raging anger, he snorted and left.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!
He is not a gentleman. Today’s revenge will be avenged tomorrow.