He looked at Obi-Wan, who looked surprised and surprised, with the sly smile on his face when the hunter saw his prey take the bait.

Obi-Wan froze in place, obviously not expecting that it would be Chen Li.

"It's you!" He said with some amazement, with both incredulity and natural emotion in his tone, and some indescribable heaviness.

"I've heard from the Speaker of the Council that you betrayed the side of the Dividers, but now..."

Obi-Wan paused for a few seconds, trying to clear the confusion of thoughts in his mind, his brow furrowed, and then, as if he understood something again, he suddenly stopped, and then let out a long sigh.

"Yes, you did it all! The ship at the door is yours, and the one who sends the communication is yours, no, your companions. ”

"Hey! So, what Master Yoda said was indeed right, and I should have believed him! ”

A wave of remorse welled up in Obi-Wan's heart, and he couldn't imagine how much disaster his whim-s-wake decision had brought to the Jedi.

With an inescapable sense of responsibility and guilt, Obi-Wan pulled out his lightsaber, and with a flick of the button with his thumb, the plasma beam erupted from the firing end, illuminating the dim passage.

He shook his head, denying his own decision and Chen Li's identity.

"What about your companions? Call them out! ”

Chen Li watched Obi-Wan's rich emotional performance, living like a wise old guy who has experienced the ups and downs of life.

"No, now is not the time for them to do it."

As he continued to walk forward, revealing the outline of his body in the dark corridor, he slowly gathered his strength, and his momentum pressed over like a mountain.

"Although there are many fallacies in what you just said, I don't bother to correct you, anyway, the result is the same. Obi-Wan, I'm sorry you're on my side. ”

People always have their own concept of right and wrong, and in Chen Li's point of view, Obi-Wan is undoubtedly a person with very commendable qualities, throughout his life, he is simply like the protagonist who will never make a mistake in the legendary biography, sticking to his beliefs, abiding by his creed, fighting against evil forces, and dedicating his life for peace.

This is a good man, and Obi-Wan deserves to be judged by Chen Li. But sometimes this is the case, Nightmare Space needs Chen Li to better complete the main task, at this time, when he is naturally on the opposite side, there are only two choices left for Chen Li: "enemy" and "not an enemy".

Therefore, although he said this sentence with some regret, he still did not stop his pace of progress.

In terms of swordsmanship and force cultivation, Obi-Wan is far inferior to Anakin, and the only advantage that surpasses it is his unfazed character and rich knowledge.

"Whew! Whew! The sound of heavy footsteps and rough breathing was especially obvious in the corridor, and Chen Li walked faster and faster, one step at a time! The last few meters of distance have already rushed to Obi-Wan in front of him like lightning.

He clenched his fists, and the iron fist slammed down like a falling rock, and with a terrible sound that tore through the air, it slammed into Obi-Wan's head.

"Boom!" Suddenly, Obi-Wan's right hand still maintained an awkward posture of holding the lightsaber, and the whole person was already slammed into the metal wall by the force of Chen Li's horizontal blow in the air.

Chen Li continued to walk close to his body, stepping on a rapid step like a raindrop, and his body completely blocked Obi-Wan's vision like a mountain.

Then he threw another punch, the bronze quaint fist with terrifying power, and with a bang "boom" hit Obi-Wan's head deep in the wall.

The half-stone, half-metal walls were hit by this, and immediately like an upturned metal can, a silvery-white substance emerged from around the corners where Obi-Wan had been embedded.

Half of Obi-Wan's eye was easily torn by Chen Li.

In the end, Chen Li glared at his eyes and shouted hard, "Ha!" The fists clenched together, and the boiling heat flowing from his body slammed into Obi-Wan's wheezing chest.

This one was especially ruthless, the crunch of bones breaking, the rumble of the walls collapsing, and the violent vibrations in the air, all of which resounded and resounded the moment the fist touched Obi-Wan's chest, interweaving a note called "miserable", and then disappearing without a trace in an instant, as if it had never been seen before. Only Obi-Wan's figure shot out of the wall still had a few lingering notes.

Obi-Wan was still able to get back to his feet, clutching his chest and kicking his feet on the dirt-covered ground a few times, trying to straighten himself before the next attack came to win a chance to fight back.

But Chen Li's reaction speed and power suppression made all these thoughts come to naught.

He walked quickly over the ruins of the collapsed wall, and like a predatory beast, he suddenly crushed Obi-Wan's body, interrupting Obi-Wan's struggle.

"By the way, what you said before is not without the right place, you really shouldn't have taught Anakin." In some kind of bad taste, Chen Li raised his right fist with all his might, and then quickly swung it down and hit Obi-Wan's head with the same effort, and told him these cruel realities one by one.

Heavy fists and words slammed into his head and heart at the same time, and Obi-Wan gradually lost the strength to resist.

Sticky blood stained his fluffy blonde hair into thick strands, and a sparkling crimson liquid flowed down from above, wetting the floor.

With a look of disbelief, Obi-Wan finally died under Chen Li's iron fist.

He picked up Obi-Wan's key, closed Obi-Wan's eyelids, and finally incinerated the already somewhat unrecognizable body with demonic flames.

For some reason, another gust of wind blew in the room, blowing Obi-Wan's body away, giving him a not-so-bad ending, as most Jedi Knight had hoped for—a return to the arms of the Force.

"This damn nightmare space!" Chen Li suddenly thought with some indignation, and then stood up again, half hidden in the lightless darkness, and half illuminated by some obscure lights.

After a long time, he shook his head, clenched his fists, and raised his steps back into the darkness, completely hiding his form again, waiting for the next lamb to come.