The other party's voice was eerie, like a messenger from hell, and even through the phone, he could feel that terrifying and sultry chill.

Zhao Zixun frowned solemnly, this is actually called evil qi, ordinary killers will not have such a strong evil qi, can be through the phone, even if it is hundreds of miles away, as long as you hear his voice, you can feel it, only with countless blood in your hands, there will be such a bad qi.

However, no matter who the other party is, he, Zhao Zixun, must go to the meeting for a while, because Li Qilan is in the hands of the other party, and it is impossible for him not to save him.

Zhao Zixun didn't say a word, immediately got up from the bed, simply put on a dress, and went out to drive the broken Volkswagen left by his adoptive father towards the abandoned shoe factory.

Along the way, the broken Volkswagen was driven into a supercar by Zhao Zixun, and it is estimated that there will be a lot of fines along the way.

Zhao Zixun was originally a good law-abiding citizen, and he had always scoffed at this kind of violation of laws and regulations, but at this time, his life was at stake, and he had to make an exception.

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Abandoned shoe factory in the eastern suburbs

Chen Li stood cautiously in the distance, looking at the man with a red ancient sword on his back, this man was the legendary Falling Mountain Sword.

His eyes were blank, but it made people shudder, obviously there was no movement or demeanor, but Chen Li felt that he was difficult to breathe, as if he was choked by the neck.

In particular, the red ancient sword behind the falling mountain sword is even more palpitating, and the red breath emitted is like blood, and like red wine, since people are drunk, they are also frightening.

Luoshan Jian ignored Chen Li the whole time, just meditated cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the Falling Mountain Sword suddenly opened its eyes, and several steel pipes beside him seemed to have been hammered by a heavy hammer, and a large piece was immediately concave.

Falling Mountain Sword slowly stood up and looked at the gate of the abandoned shoe factory.

Seeing this, Chen Li looked curiously at the gate of the abandoned shoe factory, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see any movement.

Chen Li was curious.

Sou!

A steel bar was like a meteor, flashing at a speed that the human eye could not capture, and it rushed straight down the mountain.

The Falling Mountain Sword stood still, but its shoulders trembled slightly, and a formless and formless powerful aura burst out, forcing the steel bars that rushed towards it to bounce back.

Bang dang! Bang dang!

After the steel bar is bounced back, it is like a broken kite, installed on the wall, smashes a big hole in the wall, and finally falls weakly to the ground.

Chen Li was shocked, and he realized that this battle was probably far beyond what he once thought, and it was probably no longer an ordinary person's battle.

Zhao Zixun's face was grim, and he slowly walked in from the gate of the abandoned shoe factory, although he had expected that even if the person he was facing was not an ordinary person, he never thought that it was so strong that it was so outrageous, and the steel bar he threw hard did not hurt the other party in the slightest, and even, the other party did not need to make a move to resolve it.

When Zhao Zixun walked in, Luoshan Sword looked at Zhao Zixun carefully, Zhao Zixun shrugged his shoulders and deliberately pretended to be relaxed.

Luoshan Jian slowly spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and said, "Over the years, the opponent I have encountered, you are the strongest one. ”

"Thank you." Zhao Zixun exhaled and said, "In that case, if you give me people, we don't have to waste time." ”

The falling mountain sword showed a sinister smile and said, "This, no, my sword, I haven't killed for too long, and I need to kill." ”

Zhao Zixun scratched his head, looked left and right, saw Chen Li, and then pointed at Chen Li and said, "If you kill him, my people won't move." ”

When Chen Li heard this, he immediately cursed Zhao Zixun thousands of times in his heart.

The Falling Mountain Sword shook his head and said, "He's just a dead dog, kill him and dirty my sword." ”

Chen Li was speechless for a moment, it was obvious that he was the killer he paid for, but he was humiliated in turn, but he could only pretend not to hear, the two people in front of him were both at the level of a big guy, and he could pinch him to death with one finger casually, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Zhao Zixun sighed helplessly, and taught step by step, "Do you have to fight?" Peace is the theme of mankind, don't you think it's bad to lose both sides in a fight? ”

"Then I will kill your woman now, and if you still talk to me about peace at that time, I will talk to you slowly."

"You ......" Zhao Zixun snorted and said coldly, "Since that's the case, there's nothing to talk about." ”

"Let's do it."

Zhao Zixun pinched his neck, suddenly swept through the air, bullied up, and ran towards the falling mountain sword.

Chen Li had just reacted, and Zhao Zixun had already arrived at the side of the Falling Mountain Sword.

Burst!

Zhao Zixun's right fist suddenly burst into flames, like a torch, wrapped in a ball of flames, and the flames were like fist gloves.

The right fist rushed towards the mountain sword, and the mountain sword found that his speed was not as fast as Zhao Zixun, and Zhao Zixun's punch was already close in front of him, and it was difficult to dodge.

The Falling Sword can only raise its hand to block.

Boom!

The fist of fire literally hit the palm of the falling sword.

Bang! Chen Li, who was more than ten meters away, felt a tightness in his chest, a sweet throat, and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.