Zhou Jian was brimming with confidence at this mont, fully aware of just how vicious and ruthless the death row inmates within this prison cell were.
In no ti at all, Zhou Jian and Zhou Qian had already arrived at the entrance to the cell.
"This..." Everyone was stupefied in that instant, with their eyes wide open.
"What is going on!" Zhou Jian roared in shock, his body unable to suppress the shaking, fear reaching its zenith.
They felt a surge of extre coldness emanating from their own bodies, as if they were enveloped in an icy current that wrapped around their entire being, Zhou Jian, Zhou Qian, and Zhou Jian’s subordinates were completely overwheld by the scene before them.
They couldn’t believe what they were seeing, almost thinking they were dreaming.
The entire cell was soaked with blood, corpses littered the floor, having died not long ago.
The corpses were piled up into a small mountain, and atop that mound of bodies sat a person at the peak.
That person, with unkempt hair and covered in blood, had an extrely cold gaze, simply watching Zhou Jian and the others with detachnt.
He was like the Prison Blood Demon God, like a devil from hell itself. His violent aura was like tens of thousands of sharp spines continuously stabbing at everyone, making them feel a sharp pain over their bodies.
That person was none other than Ye Feng.
Everyone in the cell had been killed by Ye Feng alone; all of them were dead.
Finally, Zhou Jian couldn’t help but roar out loud, "You! You! What on earth have you done?"
Ye Feng looked at Zhou Jian indifferently, his eyes revealing calmness without the slightest ripple.
Ye Feng slowly said, "You all deserve to die..."
"Insolence! Ye Feng, do you realize what you’ve done? You’ve killed so many people, do you think you can still leave here alive?" At that mont, Zhou Jian roared loudly, his face twisted with ferocity.
"Swish!" However, Ye Feng’s figure moved, instantly turning into an afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the prison cell door. A True Essence Blade materialized in Ye Feng’s hand, three feet long.
"Pff!" With ease, Ye Feng swung his True Essence Blade, which erupted and sliced at the cell door, which was as fragile as tofu, effortlessly being split open by Ye Feng.
"Boom!" With a loud crash, the prison cell door collapsed instantly, and Ye Feng arrived next to Zhou Jian and Zhou Qian.
"Take him down!" After seeing this scene, Zhou Jian roared in astonishnt, ordering his subordinates.
"You scum, daring to cause trouble here, surrender imdiately!" Zhou Jian’s subordinates yelled.
"Pft!" In an instant, Ye Feng’s True Essence Blade swung, turning into a long beam of light, blood spattered, and the heads of Zhou Jian’s five subordinates detached from their bodies flying high into the air.
Seeing this, several others roared in anger, "You bastard!"
"Pff!" However, before they could finish speaking, Ye Feng’s True Essence Blade had already swept across their bodies, severing them at the waist, killing them instantly.
Ye Feng looked at Zhou Jian, then stretched out his hand and reached toward Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian had no ti to dodge; Ye Feng’s arm instantly lengthened like a bolt of thunder, effortlessly grabbing Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian was lifted by Ye Feng as easily as if he were a small chicken, completely powerless to resist.
"Sister, run... run now!" Zhou Jian’s face twisted in pain as he struggled to shout at Zhou Qian.
Zhou Qian’s legs went weak, yet she forced herself to run out.
However, where would Ye Feng give Zhou Qian such an opportunity? Ye Feng raised his left hand and snapped his thumb and middle finger together.
"Whoosh!" With that sound, a True Essence Qi Bomb tore through the sky, pierced the air, and was fired.
"Phut!" In an instant, blood stread.
"Ahh~~" Zhou Qian let out an extrely miserable scream; a horrific hole appeared in her calf, blood flowed out incessantly, and she fell to the ground, unable to stand.
"Bang!" Ye Feng didn’t glance at Zhou Qian again, instead, he punched Zhou Jian in the stomach.
Ye Feng’s fist sank deeply into Zhou Jian’s abdon; Zhou Jian felt as if Ye Feng was about to punch through his stomach, as if his internal organs were about to shatter, the pain was excruciating.
"Blargh!" Imdiately after, Zhou Jian vomited blood while veins bulged on his forehead and his face turned crimson.
He stared at Ye Feng in shock, feeling disbelief. Zhou Jian was a peak Inner Strength master, recognized as a Martial Arts prodigy in Longdu; yet in front of Ye Feng, Zhou Jian had no strength to resist at all.
"You... you... you are a Grandmaster!" Zhou Jian looked at Ye Feng in terror, shocked, unable to believe.
Although Ye Feng looked even younger than him, he was actually a Grandmaster-level powerhouse.
If Ye Feng were not a Grandmaster, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to have killed all of those death-row inmates like Long Qi; therefore, there was only one explanation, Ye Feng was a Grandmaster-level expert.
Ye Feng couldn’t be bothered with Zhou Jian and tossed him away like garbage.
Zhou Jian crashed heavily to the ground, vomiting another mouthful of blood, his expression filled with imnse agony.
Ye Feng stepped towards Zhou Qian, who was extrely frightened and watched Ye Feng as she crawled away. She wanted to escape, but it was impossible; one of her legs had already been pierced through by Ye Feng’s strike.
"You... you... don’t co over, don’t co over!" Zhou Qian shrieked loudly, her eyes filled with terror, but how could Ye Feng possibly listen to Zhou Qian?
Zhou Qian had thoroughly enraged him; he had kindly saved Zhou Qian back in Lin Tian City.
But not only did Zhou Qian not thank him, she betrayed him with ingratitude. Yet that wasn’t what enraged Ye Feng the most.
What enraged him the most was that Zhou Qian had actually slapped Lin Shiyu and insulted her, threatened to sell Lin Shiyu into prostitution, this was what Most infuriated Ye Feng.
Today, Ye Feng couldn’t possibly forgive this wretch Zhou Qian!
Ye Feng arrived in front of Zhou Qian, then lifted his right foot and stomped down fiercely.
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