Even though the prisoners in this cell are all death row prisoners who will be executed in the near future!

But even so, they witnessed their companions die tragically in front of them at such a close distance, and the innate fear of death in human nature still hit their hearts and made them tremble!

"Who else wants to teach me the rules? I don't mind if you stand up!"

In the middle of the stand, Jiang Liu's expression was indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, he glanced at the tattooed gangsters in front of him, and said lightly.

Swept by Jiang Liu's eyes, all the condemned prisoners in the detention room shrank their heads in panic, not daring to look directly at Jiang Liu's gaze.

Throughout the fourth detention cell, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

However, in this oppressive atmosphere, in the corner not far from the detention room, a slightly surprised voice suddenly came:

"You're a martial arts cultivator?"

Following the voice, I saw a weak man with a pale face slowly walking out, his feminine gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he was staring at Jiang Liu's body.

"Brother Dao!"

As soon as they saw the weak man walking out, almost all the death row prisoners in the detention room bowed their heads respectfully and shouted Brother Dao!

"You're the boss here, right?" Jiang Liu raised his eyelids lazily, and there was still no emotional fluctuation on his delicate face.

People who can know martial arts cultivators, then the weak man in front of him must not be simple!

But, it's a pity that Jiang Liu is not a martial artist!

He is the demon of the devil's way!

"That's right, I'm the boss here!" The weak man looked at Jiang Liu with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded.

"So, do you want to teach me the rules when you stand up?" Jiang Liu's face was expressionless, and his voice was still indifferent.

The weak man shrugged his shoulders and sneered:

"I've been the one who said it all along, and you killed several of my brothers as soon as you came in, do you think I should teach you some rules?"

Hearing this, Jiang Liu shook his head:

"Although you are a martial arts cultivator, you are only a small martial artist rank, right?"

Jiang Liu's words were sharp, and he saw through the strength of the weak man at a glance!

"Do you know?" the weak man's face suddenly changed, and waves of consternation rose in his heart.

Martial arts cultivators!

Strength is respected!

There are many tiers!

And the martial disciples are just martial cultivators who have just stepped into the martial arts!

They also have a hierarchy from the first to the ninth grade!

Only by breaking through the Nine Rank Martial Disciples can you be promoted to a warrior, and then a martial artist, a great martial artist, and a great grandmaster!

Looking at the whole of China, although there are not a few warriors, there are very few who are promoted to warriors.

Those who arrived at the martial arts were all high-powered figures!

And in the end, the real Great Martial Master and the Great Martial Dao Master are almost unheard of and unseen by almost everyone!

Even if there is such one, it is also a peak figure who is rampant in China and is highly respected!

Judging from the weak man in front of him, there was only a small air flow in his lower abdomen, and he was just a first-grade martial artist.

This kind of strength, perhaps compared to ordinary people, has the ability to absolutely crush!

But compared to the river, it is not worth mentioning at all!

"You are too weak to be my opponent at all, I advise you not to do anything to me!" Jiang Liu looked at the weak man in front of him and said leisurely.

The voice is understated, but it contains an incomparably frivolous contempt.

In particular, the three words 'too weak', to the ears of weak men, are more like a naked irony!

"Weak?" The weak man snorted softly, and his eyes looking at Jiang Liu were full of cruel coldness:

"It's not necessarily who is weak and who is strong!"

As soon as the words fell, a surging momentum instantly appeared on the weak man's body, and with a clenched fist, he rushed directly towards the river at a very fast speed!

"You really don't have any self-knowledge!"

Seeing the weak man's rapid approach, Jiang Liu shook his head helplessly.

Just as the weak man's fist was about to land on the door in front of him, Jiang Liujiao stepped out next......

"Boom !!"

Suddenly!

An overwhelming and powerful coercion erupted from Jiang Liu's body in an instant, directly like a huge mountain, and slammed into the weak man's body.

"Bang!"

Between the lightning and flint, a crashing sound was heard.

The weak man's fist-clenched arm could only hear a crisp 'click', and before he could react, his body flew upside down.

The body slammed into the wall of the detention cell, and then slowly fell to the ground, and the weak man's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

"Martial Master! You are a Martial Master, you are a Martial Master!!

The weak man's face was as white as death, and he lay on the ground and raised his head with difficulty, looking at Jiang Liu with a shocked face and exclaiming.

"Martial artist?" Standing majestically in the center of the detention room, the corners of Jiang Liu's mouth outlined a sneer of disdain:

"A martial artist is a garbage-like existence, and he deserves to be compared to me?"

The sound of the river was neither light nor heavy, very light and light, but once it was released, it instantly swept through the entire detention chamber like a ten-level hurricane.

What the!!!

In his eyes, martial artists are just garbage-like existences?

The weak man was shocked!

All the tattooed gangsters in the detention room were also shocked!

"You...... Are you a Grand Master?"

The weak man's mouth was constantly bleeding, and his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at Jiang Liu.

Looking at the age of Jiang Liu, he is only about twenty years old!

How could a young man at such a young age be such a terrifying subversive existence as a martial arts grand master?

You must know that in this world, martial artists are already a super existence that people worship!

And the legendary martial arts great master basically only exists in legends, how can Jiang Liu be a great grandmaster at this age?

"Impossible! You can never be a great grandmaster! I have never heard of the true existence of a great grandmaster, how can you be a great grandmaster at such a young age!"

The weak man stared at the river with an incredulous expression, and said in a dream-like whisper.

Seeing his sluggish appearance, Jiang Liu stood in the center of the detention room, squinting slightly, and sneered disapprovingly.

"If I tell you that the so-called Great Grandmaster in your mouth is just a scumbag figure in my eyes, you must not believe it even more, right?" Jiang Liu said lightly.

His words are not false!

He's a demon!

Demon Path Demon Lord!

Take charge of all the demons!

There are also millions of demon servants!

And the great grandmaster in the mouth of this weak man, I'm afraid he can't even compare to any of the demon soldiers under his command!