"Yuyao, open it!"
Seeing that Zhang Heng remained silent, Fang Chen then spoke to Yu Yao.
"Sir, this prisoner is extremely vicious; we mustn't take the risk!" Yu Yao exclaimed anxiously. What if something went wrong?
Click!
With a sharp crack, the railing of Zhang Heng's cell broke and collapsed to the ground.
"This is...? Breaking nails with bare hands? Your Majesty is so powerful?" Seeing Fang Chen casually crush the iron bars of the prison cell, Yu Yao immediately opened her mouth wide in shock.
"You've got a path to heaven, but you won't take it!"
As soon as the iron bars were opened, the man named Zhang Heng pounced on Fang Chen like a cat!
"Oh, really?"
Fang Chen sneered, his right hand flashing out like lightning. A vortex the size of a bowl appeared in his palm and was imprinted on Zhang Heng's chest!
"Ah~~~ I... my internal energy..."
Just as Zhang Heng was about to kill the inspector in front of him and escape, he didn't expect a powerful suction force coming from the other party's hand.
His inner strength surged forth like the Yellow River bursting its banks!
Having lost his internal energy, Zhang Heng instantly went limp and collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his bones.
Upon seeing the scene before them, more than a dozen vicious prisoners inside the nearby railings were all startled and retreated to the corner.
"Who is this person? Could he be someone from the imperial court? Why does he seem so familiar?"
At that moment, not far from Fang Chen, in a corner, sat a lewd-looking man.
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Chapter 128 Lightning Speed, Conspiracy
"Yes, the internal energy is the same; it hasn't changed because of the world's transformation."
Fang Chen silently circulated the mutated Northern Darkness Divine Art within his body, feeling the absorbed internal energy gradually flowing into his dantian, and his heart felt at ease.
A powerful sense of strength washed over Fang Chen, making him feel somewhat lightheaded.
He knew this would happen every time he absorbed power.
Whew~
Fang Chen let out a long breath, put away the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and was surrounded by four powerful experts who were guarding him nervously.
At this moment, the stone cell was eerily quiet. The condemned prisoners looked at Fang Chen, their eyes gradually revealing fear.
They sensed the approach of death in this young man.
Fang Chen was in cell number 1, which contained twenty death row inmates. When Fang Chen approached the second emaciated death row inmate, the man suddenly gritted his teeth, his head lolled to the side, a trickle of black blood oozed out, and he died instantly.
"Yuyao, is it really that terrible to have your internal energy drained?"
Fang Chen frowned. He hadn't expected that this death row inmate, who hadn't committed suicide even after being sentenced to death, would immediately take his own life upon seeing that his inner strength was about to be drained.
This is so strange.
"My lord, please consider this: for a martial artist, losing their martial arts skills is worse than death. Rather than having their inner strength drained by you and suffering a miserable life, it would be better to end it all now."
Yu Yao offered a respectful analysis from the side.
Since Fang Chen was traveling incognito, he did not address Fang Chen as "Your Majesty".
"never mind."
Fang Chen thought about it and realized it made sense, so he stopped worrying about it and looked at the third lewd-looking prisoner.
The prisoners in these days just die and that's it.
The original intention was to carry out a decapitation.
"Huh?"
Fang Chen's gaze fell on the third person's face, and he was taken aback. "I feel a little familiar with you. Have we met before?"
"So what if I've seen him? So what if I haven't? Kill me if you want. I, Dao Mu, would be a coward if I even flinched!" Hearing Fang Chen's words, Dao Mu was startled. He hadn't expected to encounter that person here.
He recalled the time when he was being chased by Zhuo Yiming, the prodigy of the Holy King Sword Sect, and in a desperate situation at an inn in Jiangdong, he had attacked this man.
"This man probably recognizes me now. I'm definitely not going to have a good time now that I'm in his hands. I might as well be ruthless," Dao Mu thought to himself.
Some time ago, I went to the palace and stole something.
Unexpectedly, he was surrounded in the air by a large number of rocket soldiers. Despite his superb lightness skills, he was eventually captured and imprisoned to this day.
“My lord, this man is a disciple of the Heavenly Thief Sect, known as Thief Wood. He was caught by the Imperial Guards for sneaking into the palace and stealing the Imperial Seal. He is scheduled to be beheaded in half a month,” Yu Yao said hurriedly as Fang Chen was wondering.
"The Heavenly Thief Sect stealing wood?"
Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat; he finally remembered why he felt a sense of familiarity with the person in front of him.
"You've been to Youjian Inn! And you even tried to kill me!" Fang Chen's eyes narrowed; he hadn't expected this person to run into his hands.