Chapter 461 Uncle, Please

Chapter 461 Sir, Please

Qiao Ye faced the people surrounding him, and watched one of them suddenly clenched his fist and slammed towards him, without hesitation, he raised his leg and kicked it.

boom!

Qiao Ye kicked one person away again, then bent her legs, flicked the whole person forward, and rushed forward.

Before a death row prisoner could react, Qiao Ye had already arrived and grabbed the other person's head!

boom!

The death row prisoner felt as if his body was flying, and Qiao Ye grabbed his head and smashed it hard on the mountain wall in the back room.

The mountain wall had obviously been treated, and it was not broken by such a heavy blow, but a circle of patterns emerged.

However, although the wall was not broken, the death row prisoner's head seemed to be broken, with blood splattered from the back of his head and scattered everywhere.

"You defeated a Demon Transformer of the third level of the Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 17,000 points."

Almost in the blink of an eye, two people were injured, and one died unidentified!

The remaining three people were shocked. However, this group of death row prisoners were indeed fierce. Although their faces were startled, they quickly turned into fierce expressions, and moved closer to Qiao Ye again.

"Demonization, night ghost wandering spirit!"

"Demonization, muscular warrior!"

"Demonization, purgatory flame body!"

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Fierce is ferocious, but it doesn't mean the other party is stupid. Qiao Ye's combat power is beyond imagination. Those prisoners on death row also entered the demonized state for the first time, and their bodies began to demonize and mutate continuously.

Roar!

In the next moment, the whole body of a death row prisoner turned crimson, his body swelled up a few points, his body was burning with flames, and he rammed directly in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye's eyes were cold, and he didn't mean to use spirit and martial soul. The strength of the prisoners in this cell was average, and they were all at the level of the first level of the Demon Sect Realm. With Qiao Ye's current cultivation, even if he didn't use spirit and martial arts Soul is more than enough to deal with.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Qiao Ye took a stride and pressed on the other party's shoulder.

boom!

The seemingly aggressive collision was easily caught by Qiao Ye.

The next moment, Qiao Ye let out a low growl, grabbed the other person's shoulders, lifted him up, and threw him out forcefully.

Boom!

The condemned prisoner fell to the ground, and at the same time as he made a loud noise, the charcoal on his body exploded suddenly, and with a loud noise, the hot flames were pushed towards the surroundings.

Outside the cell, there were two guards standing at the far fork, but they were indifferent when they heard the voice, and sneered with the corners of their mouths hooked.

Fights are common in this place, and they don't care if they kill someone who can save their stutter.

Inside the cell, Qiao Ye waved away the diffuse flames, and the death row prisoner was already lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

"You defeated a Demon Transformer of the second level of the Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 15,000 points."

Qiao Ye stepped forward, walking towards the remaining two people, but at this moment, the condemned prisoner who was blasted away by Qiao Ye suddenly got up from the ground, and instantly entered a demonized state.

A layer of purple-black scales covered the opponent's body, and a mouthful of teeth became like jagged teeth. The moment they threw themselves on Qiao Ye's body, they opened their mouths and bit down viciously.

Then……

"what!"

The death row prisoner covered his mouth and screamed, blood seeped continuously from his fingers, and the golden radiance on Qiao Ye's body directly shattered the other's jagged teeth.

Qiao Ye raised her leg violently and kicked the opponent in the chest, sending him flying.

"You defeated a Demon Transformer of the second level of the Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 15,500 points."

After knocking down a prisoner on death row again, Qiao Ye sneered when he turned around, and directly pressed his palm forward.

The three forms of Tianwu, breaking the palm of the sky, and the big mudra!

boom!

An invisible handprint appeared, and it was pushed forward, hitting the body of one of them, directly sending the other person flying, and hitting the gate of the fence.

The death row prisoner wanted to get up, but Qiao Ye used Jiugong Feixing's footwork to move his body, came to him in an instant, and kicked him in the face.

"You defeated a Demon Transformer of the third level of the Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 16,000 points."

There was blood dripping from the forehead of the death row prisoner, and after struggling a few times, he was still unable to stand up.

But at this moment...

The remaining demonized person was still unwilling to give up. With a low growl, the demonized scales on his body suddenly stood up, and then shot wildly in the direction of Qiao Ye!

Qiao Ye didn't care about it at all, she turned around and let the scales keep coming towards her.

On the nine-turn golden body, circles of golden ripples kept swaying, and the speed of the scales' lasing became faster and faster, but they still couldn't penetrate Qiao Ye's nine-turn golden body.

Qiao Ye walked forward, holding those scales, came to the death row prisoner, stretched out his hand suddenly, pinched the other person's throat, and lifted him up.

The death row prisoner kept struggling, kicking his legs, raised his fist and slammed it down on Qiao Ye, but it was of no use at all. The fist hit Qiao Ye's body, except for swinging one after another on Jiuzhuanjin's body. Except for the ripples, Qiao Ye's defense could not be broken at all.

The feeling of suffocation kept coming, and the breath of the condemned prisoner became weaker and weaker, and his strength became weaker and weaker. Finally, his hands dropped and he passed out.

"You defeated a Demon Transformer of the third level of the Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 16,000 points."

Qiao Ye threw the person aside casually, then looked to the side.

Tie Jiu held his broken finger and looked at Qiao Ye in horror.

Seeing Qiao Ye gradually approaching him, Tie Jiu suddenly knelt down on the ground, hurriedly took off his pants and said, "Master, please!"

"Get out!" Qiao Ye's eyes twitched, kicked Tie Jiu, and said angrily, "Put on your pants."

Tie Jiu quickly pulled up his pants, and put them on with a respectful expression.

Qiao Ye sat down in the corner with his back against the wall and said, "See if anyone is dead."

Tie Jiu hurriedly got up to check everyone's injuries. After slipping around, except for the first one whose head was covered in blood from Qiao Ye's smash, the others had skin injuries and none of them would be fatal.

Qiao Ye looked at Tie Jiu and said, "Aren't you going to notify the jailer?"

Tie Jiu smiled and said: "How dare we, we are all petty criminals, you should beat us up."

Although the prisoners of Nightmare Island are fierce, they can bend and stretch if they can't beat them at all. Being fierce doesn't mean they like courting death.

Qiao Yenu pouted, pointed at the half-dead prisoner and said, "I mean, don't you need to take them out for treatment?"

Tie Jiu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's useless, the jailer won't care about it, if he survives it means his life is good, if he dies it means his life is bad, the jailer just throw the body into the sea and it's over."

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