The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1231 Yan Patriarch, who is more vicious than a prisoner
They all seemed to be black coals, slumped on the ground.

The heavy rain made them drenched.

The three men in black looked at each other.

They all saw the surprise and panic in each other's eyes.

On the vast wasteland, countless prisoners who were still halfway were on guard.

Suddenly.

In the dark night sky, a huge lamp was silently lit up.

It was so bright that it almost illuminated the entire place.

The sudden light blinded everyone's eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw beyond the transparent wall.

A young man is tall and tall, with an outstanding appearance.

Under the cold white light, his complexion seemed to be one-third whiter than the light.

The color of her lips is as gorgeous as a plum, the corners of her lips seem to be hooked, and her posture is coquettish and cold.

Several soldiers behind him surrounded the boy, holding umbrellas to protect him from the rain.

"Yo, good evening everyone."

The boy suddenly widened his smile.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes were bent into crescent moons, coupled with her noble temperament and face, she looked like gentle sapphire.

It's just that smile that fell into the eyes of the prisoners who were fleeing in all directions.

But it was like the smile of Shura Linfan.

cold.

cold.

Bitter cold.

It was frighteningly cold.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, his handsome face was picturesque, seeing no one responded to her, he raised his peach blossom eyes again.

It looks like a smile but not a smile.

It seems to be mocking but not mocking.

Xiao Qi shrinks her head: Tsk, Master... seems quite excited.

Silently light sticks of incense to the group of prisoners.

Hope you get the whole body.

Amitabha, Amitabha.

Uh, no, I am a Taoist system.

Infinite Heavenly Venerate, Infinite Heavenly Venerate...

"Do you know how many people were buried where you stepped on?"

The boy's tone was not high, but it fell into everyone's ears verbatim.

The prisoners glanced at the wall behind them and clenched their fists.

Yan Tao chuckled lightly, then raised her hand suddenly.

With a thought, the prisoners heard a "ding" sound.

Their eyes widened suddenly, and they saw the shackles on their hands, feet and necks automatically separated and slipped off.

Tu Ying, who was standing beside Yan Tao, never expected that the scene in front of him would appear.

"Yan, Yan Liu!"

"Are you crazy?!"

There are ten A-level fighters in this prison!
A-rank fighter, what does that mean!
You must know that most heirs of aristocratic families, even with A-level talent, may not be able to reach the strength of A-level fighters.

And these people in the prison are all the most vicious prisoners.

An A-level fighter, their strength can even surpass two or even three ordinary A-level fighters.

Now, as far as Tu Ying knows, there are only four A-level fighters in the entire Yunsi Star.

He was afraid of the combat power of the A-level fighters, so he handed over the distress letter.

It's good now, once the shackles are released...

Tu Ying's face was darker than anyone else's, and his hands were trembling in shock, counting the prisoners one by one.

Ten, a full ten A-level fighters.

Not to mention all, half of the people broke out, plus those who were outside...

It's over for him to worship the stars!

Feeling the abundant energy in his body, a burly bald man burst out laughing.

One by one, the energy light clusters lit up.

The three men in black couldn't believe it when they felt the energy around them.

This boy...is he crazy?
At this moment, no one knew what Yan Tao wanted to do.

With a "snap", the boy snapped his fingers.

(End of this chapter)