Silently, without the slightest warning, a few young people who were originally shouting and dancing with their teeth and claws fell to the ground so softly.

Without exception, all of them had their eyes wide open, full of fear, and they did not blink a blind eye.

Hiss~

The sound of gasping cold air was heard throughout the detention room, mixed with the sound of intermittent swallowing saliva.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

As if the entire space had been frozen, the entire Zero Detention Chamber was filled with unprecedented panic and fear.

Palm of the hand!

He just squeezed it so gently!

It was in this invisible way that the lives of these five or six people were taken away!

And that muffled popping sound, what is that?

Isn't their heart bursting?

All the remaining people in the entire detention chamber were stunned in place, with a chill down their spines and cold hands and feet, as if they were in an ice cellar at minus a few degrees Celsius.

This means,

This ability,

It's terrifying!

"Dead, they're all dead!" muttered to himself, an unconscious voice coming out of his mouth.

The entire detention chamber was in an uproar, like a tide, and everyone else retreated in a hurry.

Although they were promised, as long as they killed Ye Chen, they would have a chance to live.

But

At such a close distance, they watched their companions die in front of them in great pain, and their hearts were more frightened of Ye Chen.

They chase the daylight of life, but they don't want to die on the way!

"Everyone has to pay for their actions, I warned you, is there anyone who wants to teach me how to be a man?"

Ye Chen stood up slowly, standing in the middle of his position, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was indifferent, and he swept over the group of young people in front of him faintly, and wrote lightly.

“…………”

All the condemned prisoners in the detention room shrank their heads, lowered their heads and remained silent, not daring to look at Ye Chen's gaze at all, lest he be regarded as a bird.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire detention room was as oppressive as a pool of stagnant water.

However, in this oppressive atmosphere, the young man with a dragon head tattooed on his chest who was standing among several prisoners just now suddenly spoke:

"You're a magician?"

There was a slight surprise in his voice, with a hint of killing intent.

As he spoke, he raised his leg and was about to walk forward, his slightly dark face was gloomy as water, and the tiger's eyes flashed with a sharp light like a blade, which hit Ye Chen's body.

"Brother Long!"

As soon as the man walked out, almost all the other young people present hurriedly retreated, their expressions were full of respect, and they shouted Brother Long in unison.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth crossed a slight arc, and he looked at the so-called "Brother Long" with interest!

Actually knows the magic, it seems that this death row prisoner is not all mediocre.

"You're their boss?"

Ye Chen chuckled lightly and took two steps casually, his face still showing that light and breezy appearance.

"Yes, I'm their boss, and they ......"

With an endless sneer on the corner of his mouth, his face was a little hideous, he looked at Ye Chen gloomily, stretched out a hand and pointed at several corpses on the ground, and then said in a cold voice:

"They are my brothers!"

"Heh~"

The smile on Ye Chen's face was even better, but his eyes were more and more full of coldness.

"So what?"

Brother Long shrugged his shoulders, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "So, let me learn your Excellency's tricks!"

"Even though you are a master of magic, as far as I know, the physical fitness or melee ability of the master of magic is not as good as that of Xiuwu, and your speed may not be as fast as mine!"

Ye Chen looked at where Brother Long was as if he had already won the game, and he couldn't help but shake his head, his face full of ridicule and disdain.

"You're just a martial artist who has just cultivated your inner strength, so you have the confidence to judge spells here?"

Ye Chen's words were sharp, and he directly saw the strength of this Brother Long, and felt very sad about his smugness.

Isn't the physical fitness of the master of magic?

Isn't the Master of Sorcererers' melee abilities good?

Joke!

In a certain aspect, the strength of the magic is a hundred times stronger than the martial arts, the magic can communicate the heaven and the earth, and can attract the power of all things, how can the internal force of a martial arts be compared?

In ancient times, there were beans sprinkled into soldiers, grass chopped into swords, and the supernatural formations were all spells!

It's just that the people on the earth have too little understanding of magic, and the aura of the earth is so thin, so it creates the illusion that magic is inferior to martial arts.

When Brother Long on the side heard that Ye Chen actually directly stated his strength, his face suddenly changed greatly, and his heart was flooded with layers of turbulent waves.

"You can actually see my strength?"

Before Brother Long was arrested, he once got a book of exercises by chance, and after several years of cultivation, he developed an inch of strength in his body, thinking that he had become a martial arts master and could dominate one side.

However, as he gradually cultivated and came into contact with more information, his heart became more and more shocked.

It turns out that the internal strength that I have always been complacent about is just the threshold of the martial arts, and there are also the acquired, the transformation realm, and even the grandmaster.

All of them are high-ranking and powerful, standing at the top of the whole world.

Ordinary people have never seen it at all, and they have never heard of it!

Under normal circumstances, only people with higher strength can see the realm of people with lower strength, and this is also the reason why Brother Long is a little flustered.

However, Ye Chen's age gave him a little confidence!

"No, you must have guessed!"

Brother Long endured the panic in his heart and pretended to be calm and said.

"Hehe......"

Ye Chen looked at Brother Long in front of him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are too weak, and your vision is too small, frog at the bottom of the well!"

The voice is bland and impermanent, but it contains an incomparably arrogant contempt and irony.

And this voice came into Brother Long's ears, and it was a naked mockery, which made his face instantly gloomy, and his whole body began to faintly reveal a blade-like momentum.

Too weak?

Too small?

The frog at the bottom of the well?

"Humph!"

Brother Long let out a low muffled snort from his mouth, and his eyes when he looked at Ye Chen were full of ruthlessness and endless madness!

"Then let me try your skills!"

As soon as the words fell, Brother Long's body instantly gave birth to a fierce momentum, and his body turned into a sharp sword on one side, rushing towards Ye Chen.

He formed a fist with his back hand and attacked straight towards Ye Chen's side face, pulling out the strong wind of the Dao, blowing the cheeks of some people around him.

But they didn't retreat in the slightest, but they all stared at the two of them directly, with endless excitement, wanting to see the scene of Ye Chen's brain bursting.

"If you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't give up!"

Ye Chen looked indifferently at Brother Long, who was approaching quickly, with a little helplessness in his eyes!

His principle is that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, but if someone comes to provoke him, he will naturally not be merciful.

Just when Brother Long's all of them were about to fall in front of him, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Boom!"

Suddenly!

An overwhelming and powerful coercion swept out of Ye Chen's body like a monstrous wave in an instant, and that terrifying momentum was like a continuous giant mountain slamming into Brother Long's body.

"Bump!"

Brother Long didn't even have the slightest reaction, he was directly knocked into the air, cutting an arc in the air, and his body of hundreds of catties slammed into the wall of the detention room, slowly sliding down like a dead dog.

He felt as if his whole body was falling apart, his internal organs seemed to be shattered, his throat was sweet, he couldn't hold back it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately, and his face was more shocked while suffering at the same time.

"Martial Arts Grandmaster! You are still a Martial Arts Master!"