The prison has a total of twenty-five floors, with thirteen floors above and twelve floors underground.
Currently, Ye Fan and others are on the underground floor, where a large number of prisoners are still being held. If they want to create greater chaos, a large number of prisoners must be released.
Ye Fan looked at the four masters in front of him, took out the Yin-Yang ruler, and turned the ruler into a sword. The sword light instantly penetrated the floor, penetrated the cell, and penetrated to the top floor.
Immediately, the sword light burst out with bright light, raging in all directions, and the crazy sword energy destroyed a large number of cells.
The cell began to collapse. If they were ordinary people, they would probably be smashed to death, but these are warriors and are agile, so they should have no problem dodging these rubbles.
The sword light has passed through the roof of the building.
People around Ye Fan were a little panicked. The building was crumbling and might collapse at any time.
Even if a warrior can avoid a large amount of gravel, some will still be hit.
Some people have already started running outside.
The endless sword light shines, sharp and sharp, slashing down.
Rumble…
Finally, at this moment of beheading.
The building collapsed.
A large number of boulders collapsed and smashed down crazily. The people in the cell were very excited. Is it possible to escape?
"This...who went to jail?"
"If you have a chance to escape, hurry up. Although I don't know who it is, he is definitely a good person."
"Get out of the way!"
"Thank you!"
"There are many Japanese warriors outside, and I am seriously injured."
"..."
At this time, warriors from all over the world put aside their grudges and united together. Some warriors were seriously injured, while others were intact. They helped each other and escaped from the prison together.
Jumping among the collapsing rubble, dodging the rubble, dust flying all over the sky, and making loud rumbling noises.
Someone stared at the direction where the sword struck.
The sword light cuts down!
Ye Fan was like a sword fairy, with a faint milky white halo emitting from his whole body, and the sharp sword light cut through the hard wall and fell quickly.
Formations rose in the sky above the four masters.
The formation is brilliant and there is a seal.
Just when the sword light was about to touch the formation, the four masters took action at the same time.
There are three sword rays, two belong to the drawing sword technique, one belongs to the lancet technique, and one sword cuts out its own sword ray, killing them at the same time, plus the blessing of the formation,
The power of the sword forms a majestic force that destroys the world and seems to be able to block all harm in the world.
However, it could not stop the sword light falling from the sky.
The sword light shattered and the sword power collapsed.
Ye Fan slashed with his sword and fell suddenly.
"So strong..."
"No...I am not willing..."
Regardless of whether they were willing or not, the sword light fell and four people flew across, killing the two grandmasters directly. They were dying and smashed heavily on the boulder not far away.
Falling gravel hit one of them to death.
The white Gangjin warrior killed him with a single stride, dodged the long sword, and slashed a master with his hand. He showed a bright smile and looked back at Ye Fan.
"Chinese, you are so strong!"
Ye Fan smiled and said: "I told you, the grandmaster is nothing but those two, let's continue!"
Seeing that the sword had cut through most of the prison on the underground floor, the white man recognized the strength of this Chinese man. He nodded solemnly and said:
"Okay, I'll go with you!"
The rocks fell and a few people were killed, but most people were able to escape the rubble.
When people who came down from above saw Ye Fan and others, they didn't know why and instinctively wanted to run away.
Unfortunately, when they saw the swords and surroundings were densely packed with Japanese warriors drawing their swords, they were overwhelmed in numbers, and there were many warriors who were stronger than them, so they could only retreat and follow the large army.
"Who struck out with that sword? Follow him, otherwise we won't be able to escape."
"It seems to be the Chinese guy, but I think he wants to go deep into the prison. There are many masters inside, and it is said that there are existences that surpass the masters. Are you sure we can survive by following him?"
"Then do you think we can get out now? Anyway, we are going to die before and after. If we follow them, there might be a glimmer of hope."
"..."
At this moment, Ye Fan was followed by thousands of people, and gravel was falling from above.
Ye Fan came to the underground level, raised his hand and slashed horizontally. A huge sword light cut across the head at a height of two meters, cutting off a large number of walls and releasing the prisoners inside.
The team continues to grow.
Cheng Xiangyun, Wu Jianhua and others summoned the Chinese warriors to gather together and explain the situation to them.
"The motherland has not given up on us, but Master, I suggest that we don't go any deeper. There are land gods below, which are difficult to deal with. Senior Li Duanshui was planted below."
Cheng Xiangyun glanced at him and said:
"Our ultimate goal is Senior Li Duanshui. How much do you know about this place? Please tell me quickly."
Immediately someone came to her and said:
"In addition to Li Duanshui, several other Chinese masters are also imprisoned down there. I remember one named Lu Wenchao. He has been imprisoned longer than Li Duanshui."
Cheng Xiangyun was a little surprised and said:
"Madman Lu Wenchao?"
"That's right, the once famous and arrogant madman Lu Wenchao was a figure in our Chinese martial arts world back then, but he was caught for some reason."
Cheng Xiangyun thought about some information about this person.
She has never seen him, but has heard a lot about his deeds. Senior Lu Wenchao is not a member of the Shenlong Group, but he is extremely talented and is an extremely arrogant person walking in the world of martial arts.
The most famous thing is that he carries three long knives on his back, three fingers wide and square. When the three knives are drawn together, the enemy will be killed, and he can be regarded as the overlord of the party.
But then there was suddenly no news about him.
There are rumors that he went deep into a dangerous place and died.
Some people also say that he encountered a huge opportunity in a place of great evil, so he practiced in seclusion and has not yet come out.
As a result, he was imprisoned here.
"Miss Cheng, this senior is...?"
Cheng Xiangyun looked at Ye Fan who was walking in front and wielding his sword to kill the enemy, and said:
"He is a strong man who has just emerged from China. His people were arrested and put in this prison. We are working together. Do you know there is a person named Liao Junyi?"
The man shook his head, but someone stood up.
"I know, I know. I heard a few days ago that he is not a warrior, but he is under special custody and said to be waiting for someone to rescue him. Could it be him?"
"Do you know where he is being held?"
"I don't know, but when you pass by my prison, you seem to be going down there."
Cheng Xiangyun sighed, it seemed that he was really at the bottom, and said:
"We will have people outside to meet you. If you find a chance to escape, don't get separated. These are our people. You must obey their orders. If you want to escape alive, you must obey."
After saying that, he quickened his pace and walked towards Ye Fan.
Just as she was about to call Ye Fan, a sword master was killed by Ye Fan in the chest. A large amount of blood spattered on her face, but she didn't care.
There are already many Gang Jin stage warriors fighting alongside Ye Fan, all of whom are foreign warriors.
Ye Fan looked back at her and said, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Xiangyun said: "Liao Junyi should be at the bottom, we must..."
Before he finished speaking, he stared at a warrior below and couldn't speak any more.
Ye Fan chopped it down.
It was an old woman holding a knife, with deep eyes, slightly raising her forehead, looking upward, as steady as a mountain.
"know?"
"Yonezu Ryoko, a warrior who has entered the Dao realm!"