I looked over the source of the sound. It was a thin figure, with both sides of my face deeply hidden, and my eyes were covered with two large dark circles, which looked like I hadn't eaten or slept for a few days.

Stopped the sword swinging action, Ning Zixuan turned around and looked at the thin man and smiled, "You dare to come out and shout, even if you are like this? Go for a meal first and then sleep."

He heard this and was insulted in his ears. Without saying a word, he became illusory. Then he took a few steps in the air, his speed was faster than each step, and he did not have the stance of being hungry for several days. Instead, he looked full of energy.

Seeing that the figure was about to approach, Ning Zixuan curled his lips before, and his figure did not dodge, and he stood there silently without moving.

Just as the figure had made some moves, he was sure that although this person had a strong cultivation level, he was still not his opponent, so he seemed very calm and without any panic or passively stepped forward to take over his attack.

"Sharp"

The sound of weapons fighting came in an instant, and the figure immediately retreated several meters away when he saw that the attack was not successful.

"I took my attack so easily. It seems that you are not simple." He had thought about this result, but now he has confirmed that he is a little worried that he was just invited, which means he spent money to hire him to kill someone.

But Ning Zixuan just now killed someone and was also seen by him. This time he lost the order. He originally thought it was just a little more powerful, but now it seems that it is many times more terrifying than what he had expected before. Now he can only hope that he can defeat him and then negotiate the price again with the owner of the fortress.

Ning Zixuan just looked at him with a smile and didn't say a word, as if he wanted to listen to him continue, or wait for him to take action again.

"Arrogant guy!"

A very fast sprint came to Ning Zixuan again, and then he jumped away at the last moment because he felt a bad premonition surged into his heart.

It happened that he was avoiding quickly. Just as he pushed his front feet, a sharp ice spear stood up right below his original position, and the smooth ice body as smooth as a mirror reflected the figures of the two.

"Well, I can actually avoid it. It seems to be a little better than I estimate."

Ning Zixuan looked at the ice spear in front of him and began to evaluate the person on his own.

The ice spear in front of him can be said to be Ning Zixuan's evolutionary version of the ice and snow. It mutated due to the temperature here, which surprised him. Originally, he just wanted to transport the ice into the ground, and finally calculate the right time to turn the person in front of him into an ice sculpture.

But now what was in front of him was not an ice sculpture, but an ice spear. He couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and middle finger and walked forward to touch it. Then he pressed it up. The ice spear gave him only two words: hard!

This is completely different from the ice he knew in the past and the ice in his refrigerator. It is enough to penetrate the strongest protection of a congenital peak.

The thin man looked at his obsessive and dull and contemplative expression, and his hands were clattering. This attitude did not take him seriously at all, but the more he was, the less he was careless. He had no idea of ​​killing with one blow, and he could only find the flaws and then decide the outcome.

"You want to kill me? Who sent you? You killed the people in the town?"

"People in the town? I don't know what town I just took on a mission to kill you, that's all."

Ning Zixuan thought for a moment: "Killer?"

The thin figure nodded, and the wide black robe was blown by the cold wind.

"Let's take action, I'm in a hurry and I don't have time to waste with you."

The thin man couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Do you look down on me?"

Ning Zixuan did not hide it, and nodded without hesitation, and then stood there waiting for him to attack.

After hesitating for a while, the thin man shook his head: "Forget it, I just collect money and do things, not to work hard, say goodbye."

He turned around and thought of leaving directly. As soon as he walked two steps, a crack appeared on the ground in front of him, which was chopped out by the sword energy.

"What do you mean?"

Ning Zixuan looked at him with a joke: "If you can kill, kill, and if you can't kill, you want to escape unstoppable? Is it possible?"

"you..."

"You can leave after breaking your arm, otherwise you can leave your life here and choose one for yourself."

Ning Zixuan didn't care what he thought, and gave a refreshing answer. As for how to decide, it depends on his own.

Without thinking, the thin man turned cold: "Dream!"

Then he wanted to fight Ning Zixuan to death. In his opinion, Ning Zixuan, who could fight even if he couldn't beat him, was seriously injured. He actually wanted his arm to be willing to do so and he was no longer polite. All the moves he could use were swarming out.

As soon as he made a move, he swept across the board with a straightforward and sharp sweep. It has to be said that although this person has not had a good cultivation level, he has sufficient combat experience. He is extremely cruel every time he takes action, and his angle is extremely tricky to attack key areas.

At first, Ning Zixuan was a little uncomfortable, but he slowly adapted until he was familiar with the man's playing style and methods. The casual confrontation made the thin man even more unhappy. His ruthlessness and fatality seemed to this man like an inconspicuous soft fist and a weak leg whip.

"There is only one opportunity, but you don't cherish it."

After the words came to his voice, the man felt his consciousness blurred at this moment. His wide eyes, dark circles and concave face became even more ferocious at this moment. He didn't even know how he died before he died.

After patting the dust that did not exist in his hand, Ning Zixuan turned his head and looked at the remnants who were scattered and panicked again. In less than two minutes, a fortress with an original number of hundreds became silent.

Ning Zixuan never dreamed that he could kill so many people so simply, without the fear and worry that others said, just like this was just a normal thing.

At the same time, his eyes also looked at the huge building in the center, which looked a bit like a giant machine.

With a curious attitude, he raised his foot and walked over there. While walking, he looked at the phone that was out of power. He wanted to check the date, but just after he took out his bag, he realized that the phone was out of power.

"I don't know if there is a charger in that thing."

After that, he came directly under the strange building that looked like a giant machine. He bounced his body and hit a platform similar to a gate. His hand gently waved out in front of him, and the thick door collapsed like soil.

When he came inside, Ning Zixuan's first thing was to start looking for a charger, but at this age, he still had the idea of ​​strolling around such things that were only found in science fiction films. He walked in this wide corridor with one hand in his pocket and the other hand turning his dead cell phone.

Just as he started walking about five hundred meters from the gate, three big men in the corner showed their heads, looking at the almost invisible back, one of them said, "Our people are dead, how could this happen?"

The person who spoke was one of the people who had attacked Ning Zixuan in the tavern before. He looked at his boss, the boss of those people at that time, muttering in horror.

Not only him was afraid of the three. Even the boss was pale and swallowed and looked outside: "The only exit of the fortress can no longer be reached. The only way now is to kill him so that we can be safe. Let's report to the leader first!"

The other two little brothers nodded heavily, retreated and walked into a secret passage.

The three of them thought they would not be discovered by five hundred meters, but Ning Zixuan, who condensed his spiritual consciousness, saw their actions clearly.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and ignored it. The most important thing now is to charge the phone. He missed the old man's phone a little, and at least he could last ten or half a month on standby. Even if you don't use this smart phone, it will be out of power in less than a few days.

"There aren't even people here to have a charger? You won't be that poor, right?" Ning Zixuan muttered to himself. This was the fifth room he had found.

After searching around for a while, he saw a charging cable, but there was no plug, which made him so depressed that he was so depressed that he had found the charging cable, and he had to come to find the charging head again.

Just as he was about to walk out of the room and continue looking for him, he saw a large crystal screen: "By the way, this thing should have a data hole."

He used to go to Internet cafes every holiday, and was very familiar with things like computers. He soon found a data hole. After confirming that the charging was made, he plugged the data cable in.

But just as he was about to plug the other side into his phone, a tragedy happened. It was not the charger of Ning Zixuan, the phone model. The excitement that had just aroused disappeared again.

"Forget it, hurry up and solve the problem of breaking the fortress, and then go back."

Before Ning Zixuan could find him, the three of them came to the door by themselves, and they were equipped with some parts similar to those that were only available to robots.

"Boy, it's time to avenge my last revenge in the tavern!" The boss said something about the bird song that Ning Zixuan couldn't understand at all, and then laughed.

Ning Zixuan suddenly felt that it was really necessary to kill these fools. He killed hundreds of people so hard that they were not left behind. These three people dared to come to the door. Should they say that they were confident in themselves? Or was their brains hit by the door he had just broken?

Seeing a little brother swinging his fist wrapped in steel and smashing it towards Ning Zixuan's forehead. If he was hit directly, he would become a fool.

"I want to kill me while wearing ragged iron? Haha..."

A strong and powerful whip leg directly met the steel fist. The little brother was almost laughing. He kicked the rare steel with his legs as hard as diamonds? Is he looking for death?

Ning Zixuan didn't feel any discomfort when the two collided, but what he didn't expect was that this seemed like a piece of ordinary steel was intact.

And the little brother didn't expect that Ning Zixuan was not holding his legs and screaming, but looking at his equipment so calmly.
Chapter completed!