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The prisoners looked at the palace on the prison wall, all with disdainful and playful expressions, as if they were not watching their own soldiers, but a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Occasionally, someone hurled a curse or two at these soldiers, which immediately caused the rest of the prisoners to laugh, and all kinds of filthy words and filthy words, and so on.

But none of the soldiers spoke, just looked at every corner of the iron cage with indifferent and vigilant eyes, and did not say a word.

They know who they are, and every recruit who comes here to guard will be told by a thousand times, no matter what these prisoners say, even if the scolding makes you unbearable, don't fight with them and venture into the iron prison.

It's a pack of beasts.

In the very center of the cage, there was a man lying down.

Despite the disdain and undaunting performance of the prisoners in the face of tens of thousands of defenders. But no matter which prisoner he looked, when he looked at the lying man in the center, his eyes would reveal a deep fear and fear.

Especially the prisoners in the center, they were all stuck in the corners away from this person, and they did not coax with the prisoners on the periphery, but were silent, and it can be seen that their expressions were full of deep vigilance.

These powerful prisoners, who are innocent and unscrupulous, are obviously extremely afraid of the person in the middle.

Even though the man is sleeping now, the silence is like a rock.

Even when lying on the ground, the massive body looked like a small mountain.

The muscles of the whole body are like stones piled up on the mountain, pile upon pile, sharp and angular, full of terrifying explosive power.

A bald head that reflects the faint sunlight and does not have a single hair. There was a slanted scar on his face, from the corner of his eye to the thick lips, gently rising and falling with his breath, like a thick earthworm.

Even in his sleep, the expression on this person's face was full of indifference.

Indifference to life, indifference to all things in heaven and earth.

He had two iron shackles tied to his feet, and the iron shackles shone with a faint eerie luster, and if there were connoisseurs here, they could see at a glance that the shackles that bound this person were actually mixed with the solution of the branches of the heavenly mulberry tree.

Obviously, the solidity of such shackles is unparalleled.

At the end of the anklet, a huge hammer is attached. The black hammer body reflected a black luster, even much larger than this person's huge body. The hammers on the feet of the rest of the prisoners were compared to them like the stars compared to the sun.

The shackles mixed with the branches of the heavenly mulberry tree, and the huge round hammer like a mountain, all show how terrifying this person is.

Listening to the playful laughter and scolding of the prisoners, the man frowned slightly, opened his eyes and woke up.

He sat up straight, taller than the strongest prisoner standing, but looking at this man's figure, he was really tall, like a giant.

As the man woke up and sat up, all the prisoners shut their mouths as if they had made an appointment.

The atmosphere in the arena was suddenly a little depressing, as if an ancient brute beast was about to slowly infest, seeping out a terrifying might.

The man sat up and didn't look at the crowd, but lowered his head and stared at the shackles on his feet, as if to stare at a flower from above. ...,

After the new year, he gently spat out two words.

"Noise. ”

It was like throwing a stone in the calm current, splashing a circle of ripples, and then the ripples slowly rippled out, and when they reached the shore, they had expanded dozens of times, revealing a palpitating power.

After a moment of silence, several prisoners slowly stood up.

With a look of extreme fear on their faces, they trembled and said, "Bahe...... I, I'm waiting to disturb the master's dream, and also, please forgive the master! ”

After saying that, these people actually knelt on the ground as if they had discussed it, and their whole bodies trembled, like sifting chaff.

The person who called the hegemony looked at the few people who knelt down, without any expression on their faces, still extremely indifferent.

His right hand slowly clenched and then slowly released. With his movements, all the prisoners in his body suddenly seemed to be facing a great enemy, and they all desperately rushed towards the edge of the prison, and several of them suddenly stood up, assuming a posture of vigilance and defense, and cold sweat oozed from their foreheads in an instant.

The soldiers who were still silent after being insulted also made a move in unison, and a group of crossbowmen appeared, aiming at the overlord in the middle of the iron prison.

Although he was in the center of the prison and was bound by a terrifying prohibition all over his body, just one action made all the prisoners and defenders feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Those kneeling on the ground trembled even more, their bodies as if they had been drenched in rain, and sweat trickled down and gradually merged into puddles on the ground around them.

"Wuba, after settling down these days, do you want to move your hands and feet again?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a golden gun on his back slowly walked up to the city wall, his eyes were as bright as an eagle, his expression was resolute, he was wearing a shiny chain mail, and the cloak behind him was windless. He looked at Wu Ba in the center from a distance, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and said mockingly.

Seeing this person appear, both soldiers and prisoners quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because this person is a well-known powerhouse at the virtual level, he is only one step away from advancing to the realm of the Martial God, Golden Spear Cao Chundao.

Wu Ba's indifferent expression finally had a hint of expression, as if the fierce wolf in the dark night saw its prey, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

After being silent for a moment, he shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "If it weren't for these gadgets, even if you were Cao Chundao, what would it be?"

He turned his head to look at the kneeling people, and said indifferently: "One finger, next time I sleep, I will make noise, don't say it is Cao Chundao, even if his father comes, you will have to die." ”

After saying this, Wu Ba seemed to be unwilling to spend any more energy, stretched his waist and leaned on the sledgehammer beside him, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Hearing his words, everyone chattered like cicadas and didn't dare to say a word.

The kneeling few people took a deep breath and stood up, and the ruthless color behind them appeared, and they stretched out their hands without hesitation, with a crisp sound, each broke one of their fingers, and then tore it off with a force, and then threw it out of the iron prison like throwing garbage.

The father of the golden gun Cao Chundao is one of the martial god-level powerhouses of the old abandoned barbarians, the spear god Cao Rutong.

If someone else says such a thing, then everyone who hears it, whether it is old or new, will think that this person is crazy. But at this moment, when these words came out of Wu Ba's mouth, not only did no one think he was crazy, but the heinous prisoners who were kneeling even more ruthlessly broke their fingers as if they were determined, for fear that he would change his mind.

Because he is a martial tyrant, the old and new barbarians have only agreed on two things for decades, the first is the truce and the common face of the god relics, and the second is to cooperate in the arrest of the martial tyrant for twelve years.

He is recognized as the most powerful, ruthless and terrifying sin of the old and new barbarians, and he has killed countless people, and one person has slaughtered two cities, one in the new and one in the old. ...,

He broke through from thousands of troops countless times, leaving a corpse to fly away, and there were no less than ten powerhouses in his hands.

In order to catch him, Cao Rutong personally went out of the mountain and chased three thousand miles, chasing from the old abandoned barbarian to the new abandoned barbarian, and finally he was almost run away by him. It's just that Wu Ba was unlucky, and when he was about to escape, he broke into a military camp in Xinqiman, and this army

In the camp, there happened to be three new abandoned barbarians who had entered the void to visit, impart their cultivation experience, and improve the morale of the soldiers. It was these three powerhouses who entered the virtual level that they could be dragged back, waiting for Cao Rutong's arrival.

After the event, the three strong people were seriously injured, and they all recuperated for half a year, and it is rumored that these three people have made breakthroughs after recovering from their injuries, which is due to this battle.

Wu Ba may not be the highest cultivator among all the Void-level powerhouses, but he must be the best at killing people among all the Void-level powerhouses, and he is also the best at escaping.

And it is said that the reason why Cao Rutong personally went out of the mountain to arrest him was because Wu Ba was about to break through to the realm of virtual promotion to martial god. Once such a killer demon king becomes a martial god, you can imagine how terrible it will be.

In addition to the shackles and sledgehammers of the foot ping-pong shackles, Cao Rutong personally took action to ban Wu Ba's body, sealing his sense of the Heavenly Dao, so that he could maintain it in the current realm and gain nothing more, and then sent it to Nebula Island.

Whether old or new, there are many people who look forward to the death of Wu Ba. However, what is surprising is that the high-level leaders of the two countries, the old and the new, are unusually unanimous on how to deal with the military hegemon.

Prisoner but not killed.

No one knew the intention of such a disposition, but Wu Ba was imprisoned like this, and one was eight years.

Interestingly, the arrival of Wu Ba made the other prisoners here much more honest.

Squeak loss ......

The main gate of the prison city, which would not be opened at all during the day, suddenly opened slowly.

A group of guards slowly came in and lined up on both sides, Xiang Bin and Xiaoqing walked in slowly, followed by everyone in the wine village.

Seeing Xiaoqing, all the prisoners stood up violently, unabashedly greedy, obscene and crazy in their eyes.

They don't see a woman here, and many of them haven't seen a woman in years.

Xiaoqing is not only a woman, but also a very beautiful woman.

The prisoners' breathing became heavier, their eyes were red and they stared at Xiaoqing, and a few of them even opened their mouths and let out a silent obscene smile.

Wu Ba also opened his eyes, but what he looked at was not Xiao Qing, but Xiang Bin, who was ignored by everyone around Xiao Qing.

Compared with the tall figure of the barbarian, Xiang Bin's figure is too thin and thin.

There were only two people who noticed him in this time.

One is a martial artist, and the other is Cao Chundao.

"It's a bit of a morning...... Who is this person?" Cao Chundao muttered a few words to himself, then smiled lightly, walked down the city wall, and arched his hand in front of Xiang Bin.

"Cao Chundao, the commander on duty of Nebula Island, has seen Brother Yi. ”

Cao Chundao has always been very polite to the strong, especially the military order he received, which made him doubly polite to Xiang Bin.

With Cao Chundao's movements, the prisoners and soldiers noticed this "short" young man...... ）