The gate closes, and Yu Yin leaves.

This is not like a prison at all, there are hundreds of people active, and these hundreds of people should be called He Yi!

He Yi, No. 877 He Yi slowly walked down the steps leading to the central clearing, with mixed tastes in his heart and a wonderful expression on his face.

"Hey, look there, there's another one. Not far away, a tall and thin young man said to the fat man next to him.

The fat man with a treacherous look laughed and said, "This should be eighty-seven-seven, right? Look at his outfit, he should have some skills, let's go collect some protection money." ”

In another place, a swordsman dressed in a shabby knight's costume and wrapped in a shabby cloak folded his arms around his chest, looking at the fat and thin two people who walked towards He Yi with interest, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as He Yi walked down the steps, the two of them had already come closer. The tall and thin young man pointed at him and shouted, "Stop! New man, do ......you know us?"

"He Yi is, I know, and I am also ......" When he said this, He Yi had the urge to give himself a knife.

The tall and thin young man's face was as usual, and he seemed to have long been used to it. He patted himself on the chest and said, "It's a mark, I'm sixty-seven, here, except for the No. 1 boss, everyone else has to pay me and this seventy-nine brothers protection money!"

The fat man also added: "Yes, say it yourself, how much do you pay?"

It is said that all the things you have to go to prison cleanly, right? Could it be that all kinds of things such as Sumeru magic weapons are not accepted, just to add a little fun to the "He Yi" people in prison?

He Yi thought about it and nodded secretly, feeling that this possibility was very high!

"Is this place still possible?" he asked deliberately to be on the safe side.

"Of course. The tall and thin No. 67 He Yi squeezed his fist, his knuckles rattled, and then he smiled cruelly: "As long as you don't see blood and don't die, you can fight no matter what." ”

"Then I'm relieved. He Yi nodded, and then the tiger's body shook, and the bones of his body exploded in a series of sounds, and the momentum of the late stage of unification was released without reservation. He whispered, "Come on! I'm in a bad mood, just vent!"

A name can go to jail, and no one will be happy when it comes to such a!

"We've fought a hundred and seven like you. You're the one hundred and eighth!"

One fat and one thin, the two numbers He Yi glanced at each other, and then one put on a posture, and the other ignited the true yuan, and they all reached the momentum of a half-step catastrophe! And looking at their appearance, there is no one-on-one plan!

Since he can't see blood in prison and can't kill people, He Yi doesn't plan to use a knife, anyway, he is physically strong, and he is not afraid of hand-to-hand combat!

"Humph!"

Sixty-seven and one swift whirlwind legs kicked off the battle, and the dozen or so prisoners who were close all retreated in a panic, and at the same time, He Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and met it with a leg without any fancy!

One is at the end of the unification period, and the other is at the peak of unification, the physical bodies of the two are far beyond ordinary people, and the force between the collisions is so fierce that even the air is shaken.

Fists and feet, gale, the two fought more than a dozen times with a snap of their fingers, and the fight was inseparable, and it seemed that they were evenly matched.

Tearing each other down for more than a dozen moves, He Yi knew that the other party's physical body was not as strong as his own, and it was obvious that the exercises were far inferior to the Taichu Chaos Sutra. However, his martial arts are not exquisite, and he is weaker than Sixty-Seven in this regard, and he can't tell the difference for a while under this simple hand-to-hand combat.

He deliberately added a little strength, trying to see what kind of realm this ascetic monk with the same name as himself was. However, at this time, the fat man with the number seventy-nine had already made a move!

With a shock of invisible fluctuations, He Yi's heart twitched violently, as if he had been pierced by a sharp needle, and the pain was unbearable!

That fat man turned out to be a Purple Mansion monk who specialized in the primordial gods!

This is troublesome, an ascetic who is good at fighting and a master of Vientiane who is good at mental interference obviously can't win easily without using strong strength!

He Yi turned over and jumped up, looked at it, and saw the position of the two, and suddenly had a plan. He didn't dare to hold it up any longer, and kicked it hard, and his body pounced like a tiger, and a powerful spinning kick kicked Sixty-Seven in the chest. He used eighty percent of his strength in this move, and he concentrated on guarding his mind, preparing to resist the invisible spiritual impact.

The fat man seventy-nine did not disappoint him, the fierce mental attack came as scheduled, and it was even more powerful than he imagined! He only felt a pain in his head, and the strength in his body unconsciously weakened by three points, and he couldn't gain the upper hand at all under the hard fight!

Although his mind was shaken, it was not yet to the point of chaos. After landing, he immediately stepped up his attack, punching hard one after another like a storm, and the speed was almost to his limit!

Sixty-seven was caught off guard by this sudden increase in the offensive, but from time to time seventy-nine came a few mental shocks, and he could always take the opportunity to win back a city. If this continues, as long as the fat man continues to strengthen his offensive, the person who loses in the end will definitely be 877 He Yi!

The grappling between the two ascetics was fierce, and the ferocity of their fists made the rest of the onlookers tremble to watch, and their faces twitched from time to time. But suddenly, they saw a strange scene suddenly occur among the three people in the fierce battle! I saw that 877 He Yi's right fist hit 67 He Yi, who couldn't resist, and 67 He Yi was almost not injured, but 79 He Yi behind him snorted and fell out! Immediately after, 877 He Yi was also kicked away by 67 He Yi and fell to the ground.

Sixty-Seven felt strange when he was punched to his body, but his mind soon discovered that Seventy-Nine had fallen unconscious at some point, and then the new Eighty-Seven grinned at him, and then he was knocked unconscious by a series of raindrops, no, hail fists......

Sixty-seven and seventy-nine were defeated, and the hundreds of surrounding He Yi were amazed. Most of them were just ordinary immortals, and a few cultivators were not very powerful. Even the strongest 545 is only in the late stage of Vientiane, and it can't resist the combination of 67 and 79 at all. And the newcomer in front of him, I don't know what strange tricks he used, he actually knocked Seventy-Nine unconscious first, and then put Sixty-Seven down with hundreds of punches! They even saw that when Sixty-Seven was about to be beaten and vomit blood, Eighty-Seventy-Seven grabbed his jaw fiercely and blocked the mouthful of blood!

At this time, He Yi was happy. Although my mind feels a little strange, it is also quite cool to be able to stun someone with my fists.

Just now he used a trick that he had almost forgotten about to fight cattle across the mountain. This martial art was found by him from a classic book in the Lingxu Luo Jing Palace, and he just felt interesting before, but he didn't expect it to be quite surprising to use. If this air shock technique is used well, it is also a great ability, and it can be easily used, and there is no burden. The only regret is that there must be "mountains" and "cows" to fight cattle across the mountains.

In this fight, both sides have retained their strength, and it is difficult to say who is stronger in the end. He Yi knew that the ability of the Yuan Shen Cultivator was definitely more than that, and Fang Cai Seventy-Nine must have been as afraid as himself, and only used part of his ability. And they are not enemies of life and death, so there is no need to fight for their lives. Speaking of which, the people here are all in the same way......

He dragged the unconscious sixty-seven and seventy-nine to a small pavilion that he didn't know who built and put them down, and then hugged his fists at the group of "He Yi" who were still watching him: "Friends of the same name, fortunately." In the next ...... cough, it's the Nether Ascendant, who just came to Xuandu today, and was locked up here. I have something I want to ask you here, that is the Ming King, why did he arrest us?"

The treatment in the cell is not bad, it doesn't seem to be a mortal enemy, right? If it is really a mortal enemy, it must be caught and cut down!

A white-clothed scribe walked out of the crowd, patted his folding fan in his hand, and sighed: "We are also very confused about this, but we have heard that Lord Wang has given such an order, and the specific reason seems to be unknown to the great commanders and cell heads. Oh yes, in the next thirty-five, it was a native of Xuandu Heng District, and he was arrested on the first day of the arrest warrant. ”

"Oh~ It turned out to be a senior, fortunately, I will be lucky!" He Yi hugged his fists again and made a salute, on the surface he was honored, but in fact he was depressed and painful.

Speaking of King Ming, the hundreds of He Yi present all hid their faces and sighed.

Alas, what kind of crime has this been, the name given by my father and mother can provoke people, and it is really bad for eight lifetimes!

He Yi 877 came out of the pavilion and asked the thirty-five seniors: "How long has this arrest warrant been issued? Since Brother Tai is the first batch of people to come in, do you know if the 'He Yi' who is really going to be arrested has been arrested?"

Thirty-five shook his head and said, "This order has been given for more than ten days, and many of the same names have changed their names and left because they couldn't bear it because they stayed too long. Now there are only a few young people left who want to cultivate immortals with others, except for newcomers and immortal cultivators. As for the real culprit, I don't know where he is yet. ”

What does this mean? Could it be that there are still ordinary immortals "He Yi" who worshipped other "He Yi" as teachers in this prison after being arrested?

That's not unavoidable......

Thinking about it, don't say it, if this is the case, if it were him, it would be very likely that he would worship others as teachers or accept apprentices!

But the name of the master and apprentice is the same, no matter how you think about it, it feels so strange......

"Eh, isn't there a heavenly immortal for those who are arrested?" He Yi suddenly thought of a question.

This prison is so lenient that even magic weapons can be brought in, aren't you afraid that someone will escape from prison?

As soon as the question came out, he knew he was stupid. He had a fight with two other namesake just now, but except for a few grasses on the ground, not even the soil skin was lost, and it was obvious that even if he was replaced by a celestial immortal, it would be difficult to hurt the cell itself.

However, the white-clothed scribe Thirty-Five's answer surprised him a little, and Thirty-Five said, "There is one Heavenly Immortal, but he doesn't like to communicate with people. Look over there, that swordsman is a Heavenly Immortal at the peak of the Yin and Yang Realm in Xuandu, he is the number one, and the most famous one among us. ”

[New Year's Day plus a chapter.] Hey, why do we have to add more on your holidays, hard work......]