There are only seven days on earth, but it is as long as a hundred years under the abyss.
Ye Junlin felt as if he had been under the 'Wan Zhangyuan' for a hundred years, but in reality only seven days had passed.
Ever since the two teenagers were thrown into the "Abyss" like wild dogs, the prisoners in the Black Stone Mine have suddenly become much more at ease, and they have also been particularly diligent in mining. For fear of offending a certain "uncle" if they are not careful, they themselves
He was also thrown into the mine shaft and smashed to pieces.
"It's better to die than live" is a common thought among the prisoners in the Black Rock Mine.
On this day, the sun was shining brightly and the wind was gentle. Blackstone Mountain, which had been gloomy for a long time, had rare good weather.
Jiang Si moved a chair and sat with Jiang San in the sunshine, drinking inferior rice wine and enjoying the warm sunshine. Seeing the pain on the faces of the prisoners, he felt very comfortable.
Warriors like them who were 'relegated' to the Black Rock Mine have no hope of promotion and may have to stay in this barren Black Rock Mountain for the rest of their lives.
The only fun left was the evil fun of torturing the prisoners.
"boom!"
Just when Jiang San and Jiang Si were enjoying their "happy time", a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the cave entrance of "Wan Zhangyuan".
"Go over and take a look!" Jiang Sanyin said to Jiang Si with his eyes closed.
The two commanders used their 'Skill Skills' and appeared at the entrance of the 'Wan Zhang Abyss' in a blink of an eye. At this time, the entrance of the cave was filled with dust, and three figures could be faintly seen under the dust.
Jiang Si was very surprised, but when the smoke cleared, his mouth instantly opened wide with disbelief on his face.
Because he saw two people, two people who should have been dead.
"Ye Junlin, Liang Bufan!" Jiang Si shouted after he calmed down.
"Four commanders, you're fine!" Liang Bufan said with a smile.
"You didn't die? The Wan Zhang Yuan didn't kill you?" Jiang Si was even more surprised.
"Humph." Ye Junlin said with a bad smile: "How could we leave you before you two old dogs are dead?"
"Okay, since the 'Wan Zhangyuan' didn't kill you, I'll give you a good time!" Jiang San vaguely felt that the two teenagers seemed to have had some adventure. If they didn't get rid of it as soon as possible, they would definitely be troublesome in the future.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang San had already attacked Ye Junlin. He wore two black fine iron fist gloves on his hands, which you could tell were valuable at a glance.
Jiang San's pair of iron fists produced a set of exquisite punches. A faint red mysterious energy lingered on his fists, and he vaguely seemed to hear the roar of a tiger appearing in the wind of his fists.
"Black Tiger Fist?" Ye Junlin laughed contemptuously, pushing out his left fist to meet Jiang San's iron fist.
"boom!"
The two fists faced each other, and a huge explosion sound erupted. Jiang San was actually shaken by Ye Junlin's fist and flew dozens of meters away!
Jiang Si looked at all this in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face. After a long time, he regained his composure, shouted loudly, held the black giant sword in his hand, and struck Ye Junlin on the head with one sword.
"Come, come, Mr. Liang, let me play with you." Before Ye Junlin could take action, Liang Bufan had already stepped forward to greet him. He saw his hands turned into claws and looking at Jiang Si with disdain.
"Continuous stabbing sword technique!"
Jiang Si swung his giant sword continuously, and the mysterious energy turned into sword energy and attacked Liang Bufan.
"Eagle Claw Hand!"
Yellow mysterious energy also emerged from Liang Bufan's hands. His claws suddenly grabbed the flying sword energy, and with a strong grip, he held the sword energy into nothingness.
"How is that possible!" Jiang Si was stunned on the spot.
"Bah!"
While Jiang Si was stunned, Liang Bufan's claws quietly scratched his chest, and Jiang Si's chest was suddenly covered in blood and flesh. A piece of flesh and blood was forcefully scratched off, and he let out a loud roar in pain.
Liang Bufan smelled the rotten meat in his hand and said proudly: "Dog meat really stinks!"
Jiang San had already climbed up, using a set of 'Black Tiger Fist' to fight fiercely, and angrily swung his fist towards Liang Bufan.
Liang Bufan pursed his lips, signaling Ye Junlin not to take action, but he quickly waved his eagle claws and faced Jiang San.
"boom!"
The fists and claws collided, and the two waves of profound energy aroused a burst of energy fluctuations. Liang Bufan and Jiang San were each knocked back a few steps, but neither one took any advantage.
Jiang San's heart was in turmoil at this time, and an inexplicable shock hit his heart: seven days ago, these two boys were prisoners with nearly zero cultivation, and they were beaten without the ability to fight back; but just seven days later, they
Can suppress him and Jiang Si firmly.
"What kind of adventure did these two boys get?" Jiang San thought secretly.
The two teenagers looked at each other, with profound energy flowing out of their bodies, and endless killing intent in their eyes, and each faced their opponent.
Ye Junlin faced off against Jiang San, who was at the eighth level of Mystical Veins, with his cultivation at the ninth level of Mystical Veins, while Liang Bufan faced Jiang Si, who was at the seventh level of Mystical Veins, with his eighth level of Mystical Veins.
Although there is only one line of difference in cultivation, but in a real competition, the gap is huge. After more than a hundred moves, Jiang San was panting and barely holding on, while Jiang Si was even worse, with scars all over his body from Liang Bufan's scratches.
, bloody and bloody, the heavy sword was knocked aside, and he knelt on the ground, seemingly unable to stand up again.
Ye Junlin picked up Jiang Si's iron sword and suddenly felt a sense of blood connection, as if the sword was part of his body.
Ye Junlin said coldly: "It's time to settle things."
The colorful mysterious energy instantly turned as dark as ink, and a murderous aura shot straight into the sky, making everyone around him tremble.
Mo Kui, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head and looked at Ye Junlin, thoughtfully.
A cold light arrived first, and then the giant sword flew through the air.
Ye Junlin held a giant sword, like a killing god, and rushed straight towards Jiang San.
Jiang San reluctantly raised his hands and crossed them in front of his chest. A faint red mysterious energy lingered between his arms, hoping to block Ye Junlin's attack.
"laugh!"
The giant sword in Ye Junlin's hand directly cut off Jiang San's hands. Jiang San let out a scream, and his two big hands with black gloves drew two parabolas in the air, and then landed with a crash.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Junlin's mouth, but he did not stop attacking because of Jiang San's screams. The giant sword continued to swing, directly cutting Jiang San's body into two pieces.
The screams stopped, the breathing stopped, as if the world had stopped...
In Ye Junlin's heart, a tiny black light evaporated instantly, and the trace of hatred in his heart was resolved.
Liang Bufan made a knife with his left hand, and a faint yellow mysterious energy danced on the knife, like the fire of judgment from hell, and suddenly slashed into Jiang Si's neck. He vaguely seemed to see Jiang Si covered with scars.
The scene of the head being in a different place.
"Don't kill him, let me do it!"
Just when Liang Bufan's hand knife fell on Jiang Si's neck, Ye Junlin suddenly said. The voice was extremely cold, like an innocent soul from hell, which made people shudder.
Liang Bufan glanced at Ye Junlin and walked aside quietly.
Ye Junlin looked down at Jiang Si, his eyes were cold, and the giant sword in his hand was trembling.
Scenes of bleak memories emerged in Ye Junlin's mind: the beatings and scoldings during the escort, the wanton insults, forcing him to drink water mixed with urine, the endless beatings, the cold night on the horse pile...
.
"You should have died long ago." Ye Junlin raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed hard.
"Qiang!"
The moment the giant sword came into contact with Jiang San's neck, a golden mysterious energy hit his giant sword, causing his giant sword to fly away instantly.
The giant sword fell to the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust.
Where the wind and smoke disappeared, the figure of an old man emerged.
The old man seemed to be very old. He was wearing a red brocade robe with two large black characters "forging a sword" embroidered on it. He had a white beard that reached down to his neck, and his face was covered with wrinkles...
The visitor is the “supreme ruler” of the Black Stone Mine—Jiang Xing, the elder of the outer gate of Zhujian Villa.
Jiang Si struggled to raise his head, glanced at the old man, and then there was a hint of hope in his eyes: "Elder Jiang..."
"Hmph!" It's useless, Jiang Xing roared angrily, his left foot was filled with golden profound energy, he raised it fiercely, and then stomped it to the ground.
"boom!"
Jiang Xing's left foot landed, instantly creating a large pit with a radius of two feet. Looking at Jiang Si again, most of his body had disappeared between heaven and earth along with the dust in the pit...
"What a cruel heart!" The two teenagers looked at each other and said secretly.
"Next, it's your turn." Jiang Xing shouted softly, clenching his hands into fists, and the golden profound energy surged in his fists. The golden profound energy surged and formed two golden wolf heads.
Jiang Xing pushed out his fists, and the two wolf heads roared and bit at the two teenagers...