"You, who the hell are you?" The sudden change made the jailers change their faces and asked with numbness.

Leng Meiying leaned his arms on his back, his black big eyes moved with the wind, and his eyes were shining, like the two most twinkling stars in the world.

"My feet step out of the flames of war, my hands clench to destruction, my name - Huangquan!"

The vigorous poem was poured out in one step, and the power of the Martial Emperor level collapsed and bloomed directly in the entire prison.

"Boom, boom!"

The ground surged with fighting energy, and Leng Meiying shot without any care for the first time, and several of the closest jailers suddenly became burial objects, and the person who had just been questioned was clashed by the strong fighting spirit.

"Whoa, whoa!" The chains of the prisoners began to be broken by the fighting spirit, and a dragon shadow with a golden body jumped in front of the prisoners with lightning speed, and all the chains of the prisoners collapsed one by one in the place they passed.

Leng Meiying didn't stop, he took his hands, and every time he took a step, a large amount of fighting energy came out from his feet, and then those jailers who rushed up or ran away began to explode and die.

These low-level jailers are not worth Leng Meiying's attack at all.

Killing the jailers and saving the prisoners, Leng Meiying's actions soon formed a big wave in the entire prison, and more than a dozen powerful jailer leaders carried ghost head knives in their hands, slashing the escaped prisoners all the way, and then killed Leng Meiying.

"Hmph, a sword!"

No longer keep, no longer take into account, Leng Meiying's shot is a trick in his previous life.

The strength of the Martial Emperor Realm, coupled with the supreme exquisite sword technique, a myriad of changes in the sword slashed towards the ten jailer leaders.

These ten people, each of whom was a junior to intermediate level of Emperor Wu, saw that Leng Meiying actually dared to slash at all of them with a knife, and the contempt suddenly appeared, and the ten people roared angrily, and their fighting spirit came out together, and they fell towards Leng Meiying's sword light.

However, the sword light reached everywhere, but there was no feeling, this sword light actually passed directly through them, as if it was a real, lethal light.

Just as the ten of them were confused, this sword light slashed against the stone wall behind them.

Suddenly, the sword burst out with a more intense light than just now, and it bounced back in reverse.

"Whoa!" The ten heads made a rolling gourd with a brush, and then the blood sprayed out of the ten corpses was particularly spectacular.

The prisoners around were dumbfounded, and suddenly, without knowing who took the lead, began to shout.

"Yellow Springs, Yellow Springs, Yellow Springs, Yellow Springs......"

The people who can enter the prison, which one of them has not committed something, these people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic have long had enough of this prison, and now that Leng Meiying is such a fierce person, why don't they know how to seize the opportunity?

After the encouragement of some people who feared that the world would not be chaotic, the prisoners began to grab some weapons to arm themselves.

The jailers who came up from behind couldn't even find Leng Ning's shadow, and as soon as they appeared, they were caught by the angry prisoners, and then some of these jailers were hacked to death, but more were hung by the prisoners on various torture instruments.

The various punishments that had made the prisoners pay for their pain were now finally turned to the jailers, and in a moment the cheers and screams rang out again.

And Leng Meiying naturally didn't entangle with these ordinary jailers anymore, and now she was eager to fight, a real battle.