I, Jin Yiwei, Guard the Sky Prison For a Hundred Years

　　 On the other side, Mei Jin rushed to the corner the moment the battle took place.

　　 Seeing everyone fighting in the field, Mei Jin didn't have the slightest idea of ​​going up to help.

　　 "Damn, there is a real aura? How did it happen?"

　　 Mei Jin couldn't help cursing, but he didn't know that this was already the family property of Tian Prison at this time.

　　 There are not many masters in the real Qi realm, and when it comes to this realm, it can be considered a number one in the martial arts.

　　 These true Qi realm masters in the prison are either old or hiding from enemies. The quantity is okay, and the quality is average.

　　 Today, the ancestors were sacrificed, and the slightly more powerful ones were all transferred away, leaving a few bottom housekeepers. These old eunuchs were afraid of death, and when they heard it, no one wanted to come.

　　 And the answer in District A is only two words, don't go.

　　 District A is the top priority of the sky prison, and even the Great Yan Dynasty built this large prison for the prisoners in Jiali, so even if all the three districts of B, C, D and D were all occupied, as long as A is fine, they will not do anything.

　　 In the end, a few old men in District B draw lots to decide who goes and who stays.

　　 And the old **** on the court was the hapless one who got drawn.

　　 The situation is very clear at this time.

　　 Except for the blood knife ancestor, the rest were crushed to death by a group of Jinyi guards. No accident, they will be subdued immediately.

　　 But the problem is the blood knife ancestor.

　　 Everyone with a discerning eye could see that the old **** could not last long. Didn't you see that the old man was crying and supporting it? It was too miserable.

　　 And as long as the blood knife ancestor releases his hand, no one in the room can live.

　　 Mei Jin is very calm, he clearly knows that they can't get rid of the blood knife ancestor, they have a dead end.

　　 "Why don't you apply oil on the soles of your feet and leave directly?" This thought suddenly flashed, and then it intensified.

　　 But looking at everyone in the field, looking at Jin Yichuan, looking at the old eunuch, Mei Jin couldn't move his legs.

　　 This group of people came to save themselves. Although it was their duty, they didn't care about their arguments. As far as the result is concerned, they were indeed desperate for themselves.

　　 Others are carrying weight for themselves, but do you want to turn your head and run away?

　　 Mei Jin shook his head, thanking the nine years of compulsory education in the previous life, and thanking the great men in the books, the traveler of the red country really can't do this.

　　 "Gan, I still can't help it."

　　 Mei Jin rushed up, facing the blood knife ancestor.

　　 The other party apparently also saw Mei Jin, and immediately showed a cruel smile.

　　 And the old **** was not happy, after all, a Mei Jin really couldn't change anything.

　　 I saw Mei Jin suddenly stop about five meters away from the ancestor of the blood knife, with index and middle fingers standing side by side, waving both hands.

　　 "Sunflower acupuncture hand!"

　　 The realm is slightly smaller, with a range of five meters, and can be used on three people at the same time. It is immune to any acupuncture means below the prefecture level, and the effect on people higher than one realm is halved, and the two realms higher than yourself are invalid.

　　 Although Mei Jin doesn't have the destructive means to defeat the enemy, he can be comfy and controllable, and he can be a support.

　　The incident happened suddenly, no one thought that Mei Jin would have this hand, and all the way he flew through the body, and the invisible energy was unstoppable. The ancestor of the blood knife only felt his legs numb, and then he did not listen.

　　 Master fights, often looking at the opportunities.

　　 Blood Knife ancestor Gao Meijin is in a realm, the effect is reduced by 50% but it can't be completely immune.

　　 There was a slight delay in the next set, enough for the old **** to seize the opportunity.

　　 With a bang, he was hit in the chest by the palm of the old eunuch, and the figure of the blood knife ancestor flew out directly.

　　 retreated a few meters, the ancestor tried to hold on, and then wow a big mouthful of blood protruded.

　　 Mei Jin was overjoyed when he saw this, and was about to chase after the victory, but when he saw the old eunuch, he turned around and disappeared, leaving Mei Jin alone in the field at a loss.

　　 "Mom, play me, teammate pig."

　　 immediately looked at the blood knife ancestor on the side, waiting in a serious battle, he only asked that the palm of the opponent was severely injured, otherwise he really wanted to explain it here.

　　The blood knife ancestor met Mei Jin's eyes, and suddenly grinned. He wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, his face was glowing, and he looked like a wounded person.

　　 "Boy, your patron is gone. This time it depends on what you do. If you kneel at this time and knock your head three times, I might spare your life."

Eh?

　　 After listening to the other party's lines, Mei Jin always felt a little familiar. It seemed, as if, this old man had used this trick to defraud a certain two-flowering artist.

　　 With a little bit of confidence in his heart, Mei Jin didn't step forward, but began to jump horizontally, jumping here and there for a while, jumping around the other side for a while.

　　The ancestor of the blood knife suddenly became furious.

　　 "Smelly boy, what a trick, don't you hurry down on your knees and beg for mercy!"

　　 Mei Jin saw him furiously, suddenly a villain smile appeared on his face.

　　 "Old man, can't you move?"

　　 The blood knife ancestor stiffened when he heard the words, and said randomly.

　　 "What are you kidding me, ancestor, I'm fine, why..."

　　 Before he could finish speaking, Mei Jin suddenly shot, and again volleyed acupuncture points with both hands.

　　 噗噗 twice, the force of the finger hits the opponent's thigh, but the blood knife ancestor did not move half a point.

　　 Seeing this, Mei Jin was completely sure that the old man couldn't move at all.

　　 Either his finger force has not dissipated from the opponent's meridian, or he was unable to move with the palm of the old eunuch.

　　 Anyway, he is now at the mercy of others.

　　 At this time, the surrounding Jin Yiwei had already subdued the rest of the people, gathered around, and surrounded the blood knife ancestor.

　　 I saw Mei Jin wave his big hand, stopping everyone.

　　 "Let me come. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 When the people around saw it, they were obedient.

　　Mei Jin chuckled his fingers leisurely and smiled.

　　 "It's okay to take two steps."

　　...

　　 In the prison, in the passage, a group of Jinyi guards looked at each other with sympathy.

In the 　　 field, a bald old man was posing in a strange shape, motionless like a sculpture.

　　 Uub, and his eyes are rolling, proving that he is a living person.

　　 half an hour, half an hour.

　　 Mei Jin kept poking his big holes in various places on his body.

　　 not only makes people immobile, but through acupuncture point stimulation, it can also cause great pain. Mei Jin does this.

　　In the beginning, the blood knife ancestor was still able to scream, but later, it seemed that Mei Jin thought he was noisy and directly clicked the dumb acupuncture point. The pain could only be a ninja and couldn't scream out.

　　 Only the slight instinctive shaking of the body can express the pain he has experienced.

　　 Ten minutes, the blood knife ancestor left tears.

　　 Fifteen minutes, the blood knife ancestors have a constant flow (saliva).

　　 Twenty minutes, he foamed at the mouth.

　　 30 minutes, direct incontinence.

　　 Tangtang blood knife ancestor, a generation of masters of the magic path, was tortured in such a way.

　　 What a tragic word.

　　 Even Jin Yiwei on the side inevitably showed some sympathy, but no one stopped it.

　　 This kind of wicked person has done too many things, and no criminal law can be overstated. This is what he deserves.

　　For a long time, Mei Jin felt a emptiness in his Dantian, and his internal energy was basically exhausted, so he stopped.

　　 Looking at the blood knife ancestor in the field, as well as his two apprentices and the black stone killer with a broken arm, Mei Jin trembled slightly with excitement.

　　 "It's the harvest season again."