Shanxiu saw that Ming Qi was preparing, and planned to use the wine in front of him to wake up this person, and stretched out his hand to press it on the body of the pot, "Nine Emperor Princes, there are many eyes in the heart like the sand of the Ganges, but this wine is not hateful, I am reluctant to use this wine to take revenge on him, you know that there is nothing good in this prison." Even outside, it's hard to find such a fine wine. ”

Ming Qi nodded, "Then there is no way, you can only use more drastic means." Then he looked his booty up and down with his eyes, "What about it, it's not a good life, and you come out to be a bad guy," and then he moved his foot, and kicked the man's fingers under the leg of a beast's head on the table they are now using, and slapped the hand on the table hard, "I heard that ten fingers are connected to the heart?

A scream came from under the table.

However, Ming Qi, who got the expected scream, frowned vigorously because of this scream, what is the origin of these people, even the screams contain deep internal strength, he glanced at the good cultivator opposite, "We seem to have underestimated their strength again, and his scream will soon attract the guards in the prison." The Nine Emperor Princes must have already arranged these for me to come to see you. ”

The fat guy who was pressed to his index finger screamed and rubbed it, and his sleepy eyes didn't seem to have figured out where the pain was caused by his body, which made him subconsciously scream.

But when he was fully conscious, the finger that was fiercely pressed by Ming Qi was miraculously injected with amazing power in an instant, and with just such a slight movement, the entire table leg was broken. But if it weren't for Ming Qi beforehand, tying his hands with a soft sword, then the power of destruction would have been even greater.

Both Ming Qi and Zen Xiu moved quickly to dodge, and then the table that was torn apart retreated to the corner.

The assassin with a round body stood up from the flying sawdust in the sky with light movements.

The little guard who came in with some utensils was seeing this amazing scene when he came in, don't hurriedly lose the things in his hand, turn around and block in front of Shanxiu, "Don't move, take your life!"

The fat assassin slowly turned around and glanced at him, "Did you tie me up? Open this! Otherwise, if I try to earn it, I can break it open, but look at this soft sword, it seems to be very attractive, I will take it down intact and give it to my eldest brother." ”

Ming Qi remembered the scene of dealing with these people before, and walked forward slowly, attracting his attention, "It seems that your eldest brother really taught you a lot of ways to send you to death." But, if I'm not mistaken, is his name Egg?"

"His real name is Xiongtian, but the Elder warned us that we must call him Lord!" he said with a strange honesty in his tone that was recognizable at first hearing.

The guards holding swords on the other side thought that Ming Qi's question was simply stupid at first, and that no one would tell the truth to their opponents.

Ming Qi's gaze flickered over the guards for a moment, and the thought crossed in his heart was that the really stupid people still thought they were smart, and the reason why the fat man in front of him would tell them everything was because he had already calculated in his heart that they were about to die at his hands. Perhaps, his eldest brother, who has never met an opponent, taught him so confidently and boldly.

The fat assassin was obviously a little dissatisfied with Ming Qi's seemingly mindless question, and said in a quiet voice, "Did you hear me, I haven't been out for a short time, and I'm going back soon." "Ming Qi has decided to strike first, and the long sword hidden in his sleeve is instantly sacrificed. Hopefully, all he will be angry with is a sick cat. The fat assassin didn't dodge the sword with much fancy or agility, but he dodged it with a pair of hands, tightly bound together by a steel rope made of a soft sword by Ming Qi. You know, this is a sword that Ming Qi sincerely stabbed in the past, and it didn't embarrass this fat man for half a point.

Good cultivation can already be sure that at least half of what Ming Qi said just now is true. It seems that this stupid fat man is really not a trivial force, and the most important thing is that those who are hiding behind him must be difficult characters.

In fact, the most bizarre thing is not that this fat man's clumsy body almost effortlessly blocks the strength of the chess, but the strange power on his body that makes people feel that even a sharp blade cannot penetrate. Ming Qi felt that with the existence of these, he should be able to guess that the legendary butterfly fire should not be a fire-breathing technique, perhaps this mysterious Jianghu magic is just a kind of internal force hidden fire.

And to verify all this, you have to stab him in the real way.

Mingqi speeds up the pace of the attack. If you know him, you will know that he is not using a knife to explain any rules, and he wants to use this to mobilize the law of fat assassins.

It all seemed like just a response to his sword.

The guards also wanted to rush up to help, but they were stopped by Shanxiu, everything was a temptation of Ming Qi, and even he was watching the portal of the strange power entering and exiting the fat assassin's body. Because he had already discovered that although Ming Qi was a casual move, his sword body did not dare to directly touch the fist that the fat assassin borrowed from Ming Qi to bind him as a protective fist, and the internal force flowing around the room had already made the guards in front of Shanxiu's body a little unbearable.

Shanxiu asked the guards to go out and stand by, and now he just needs to take a good look at Yizhen and not let her come in casually.

Then, Zen Xiu began to try, launching an attack behind him, which was used to contain another part of his internal force. When the guards saw this scene, a look of disbelief appeared on their faces.

But seeing that his son had no intention of changing his mind, he had to honestly withdraw from the fight. The moment he withdrew, the situation in the room took a turn for the worse. When the sword in Mingqi's hand was perfectly dodged by the impatient fat assassin, it stabbed into the opposite wall. Mingqi's whole body was like a spinning top, and the assassin circled around the opposite wall, trying to pull out the sword at once. At the same time, the assassin stretched out his palm in the air, as if it was so far away that the long sword in front of Ming Qi sank deeper into the wall.

Ming Qi tried several times, but he couldn't pull it out completely. I had to give up.

The fat assassin dodged Shanxiu's two more attacks behind him, and looked at Ming Qi with a smile, "You don't have a sword, you're going to lose," and then he took a heavy step, and his expression showed that the degree of strength he was going to use was to kill with one blow as best he could. After that, there is a kind of power like Tarzan's topping, and the range is huge.

Like a fish with a slippery body, Ming Qi successfully burrowed into the hollow area where he exerted his power ---- his arms. Then he untied the soft sword in his hand, and used those sharp blades steadily and ruthlessly, leaving him a circle of wounds.

The bloody breath sprayed on Ming Qi's face, and the fight with this fat man made him feel so comfortable for the first time in so long,