Zhou An quickly approached the tall building and confirmed that there was a person standing on it, and was staring at him.

He frowned, pulled out the throwing knife at his waist and threw it at the opponent, turning into a black line across the air, but was easily bounced off by the man.

The flying knife fell from the sky and fell to the ground weakly, making a crisp and weak sound.

That man is strong!

Zhou An held his breath and shouted, "Are you a member of the Doomsday Sect? Did you kill these people?"

"I killed it? That's right."

A muffled voice came from above.

Zhou An froze for a moment, stopped in his tracks, and felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

The person standing on the top of the building jumped down from above, landed on the street, and came towards him dragging his sword. The sword seemed light, but it drew long marks on the ground.

Zhou An's eyes trembled when someone came. He knew this person, even very familiar.

Ma Xuekai, the person who has supported each other and survived since the end of the world, sometimes a step away is a world of difference.

Zhou An still recognized it, and exclaimed: "Ma Xuekai, why is it you!"

A smile appeared on Ma Xuekai's face, leaving a mark on his cheek, as if nothing had changed, and as if everything had changed, deeper shadows in the darkness densely covered his face:

"Why can't it be me, you still seem to be the same?"

Zhou An's finger holding the knife trembled slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Can you explain why?"

Ma Xuekai put the black sword on his shoulder, stared at him, and said indifferently: "There is no reason, you run, you don't need to die, let you go."

In his eyes, Zhou An is not his all-in-one enemy. He is too weak. Although he is an extraordinary person, he has not transcended the category of ordinary people.

Zhou An's pupils narrowed suddenly, he lifted the broken sword, took a big step forward, and slashed away.

The blade drew an afterimage in the darkness, making it impossible to see its true trajectory.

"Clang~"

Ma Xuekai pushed Zhou An back with a sword, and at the same time flicked away the flying knives from all around, followed, and then kicked Zhou An on the ground:

"Let's go, you are too weak, just survive, you don't need to think too much, survival is the highest level of personal meaning."

Zhou An lay on the ground, feeling pain from his whole body, he felt suffocated by the strength of the other party, Ma Xuekai was undoubtedly an eighth-rank Extraordinary, completely crushing his existence.

If he wanted to defeat him, he would undoubtedly have to become an extraordinary person of the eighth rank... A green blade flashed across his eyes, and the broken sword that fell on the ground moved, piercing Ma Xuekai's vest.

Ma Xuekai was keenly aware that he turned back and bounced the broken sword away, and the huge force shook the broken sword into two pieces, turning it into a shorter bronze sword.

Zhou An took the opportunity to get up from the ground, and the broken sword came in front of him, floating in the palm of his hand, piece by piece, and together they formed a complete sword.

An ethereal aura emanated from his body, and his eyes glowed with a bright blue light, which was still so conspicuous even in the silent darkness.

"唰~"

Zhou An retreated more than ten steps in an instant, and the shattered broken sword formed several black shadows and shot at Ma Xuekai, forming blue fangs, sharp and strong.

[Pofan Swordsman: Eighth-ranked, high-ranking, condensed spiritual breath to sacrifice swords, physically weak, can control flying swords with thoughts, can break ten thousand spells, and is extremely aggressive. 】

this moment.

It seemed unbelievable that he crossed that threshold, but he did cross it, walking towards the direction pointed by the broken sword.

"useless!"

A hint of surprise appeared on Ma Xuekai's face, and then he returned to normal. A huge black figure appeared around him. With a slap of his huge black palm, he pressed the broken bronze sword to the ground, and made a huge palm print on the ground. It is deep and shallow cracks.

"The door to the beginning has opened... Well, it seems that I have to leave too, see you later."

Ma Xuekai looked in the direction of the gate, turned around and ran in the opposite direction, his body turned into a black shadow.

"Boom~"

A bullet turned into a long stream of light and shot from a long distance, as if it had a pair of eyes, and shot towards Ma Xuekai in a streamlined shape.

Very few extraordinary people of the eighth rank could escape this shot, even those in the world of black mist, Su Changxing didn't think that the Doomsday Cult member who was fighting Zhou An could escape.

The moment the bullet approached, a huge black shadow appeared in front of the two. The huge power pierced through the black shadow, but the bullet lost its precision because of this, and shot towards the side of the man, destroying the outer wall of a building.

"Missed?"

Su Changxing was a little surprised. He didn't plan to fire a second shot because he thought that one shot would be enough, but the opponent resisted the shot head-on.

And the power of this shot is even more terrifying than when he was in West Bridge City. Although the promotion has not been completed, the initial power has already been reflected.

He immediately fired a second shot, which was also the last chance, before the opponent would enter his blind spot.

This gun was eight times more powerful than Concentrating Heart, and its power was even more terrifying. It almost instantly crossed the night sky, like a meteor hitting the man's vest.

"..."

He didn't die, but let the man escape.

Su Changxing was very surprised that there were such strong people in the Doomsday Sect. He immediately ran to the first residence with a gun on his back, and found that there were no living people here except Zhou An and others.

Zhou An sat on the ground with a dazed expression, and the broken bronze sword unexpectedly became intact, shining with the luster of the night, appearing extremely agile.

"Have you become an eighth-order Extraordinary?"

Su Changxing asked in surprise ~lightnovelpub.net~ Before, he still felt that Zhou An was far behind. Although the degree of mystery had been achieved, he was still a bit thin after all.

Zhou An nodded, looked at Su Changxing and said, "That person is Ma Xuekai."

"Ma Xuekai?"

In Su Changxing's mind, there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. Ma Xuekai and Zhou An were rescued by him, but Ma Xuekai did not choose to follow him into the gathering place.

"Why did he do this? He founded the Doomsday Sect?" Su Changxing asked after a moment of silence.

Zhou An frowned, shook his head and said:

"I don't know, I also think it's ridiculous. He shouldn't be such a person. I don't know what he said about the gate of the beginning."

Zhu Wenwu interjected: "That person's strength is outrageous. Even if Zhu Wenwu has advanced, he is still no match for him."

Su Changxing looked sideways at him and asked, "Did you mark him?"

Zhu Wenwu shook his head and said, "I can't feel his existence, it seems to be covered by something."

So what is the purpose of the Doomsday Sect, for the mission?

The glow in the sky became more and more real, and gradually condensed, flowing like water, falling from mid-air, scattered in various places in the city, emitting countless soft halos, which made people intoxicated.