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The small buildings on the edge of the seventh building complex all look similar, and they look like confessions in churches. However, the small house with flat roof is ferocious and weird, with stone spikes and unknown thorny plants on the outside. In addition, the door is open but it is hard to see clearly. The black hole is like the mouth of a ghost that devours all things, which is really terrifying.

Zhang Xiao naturally didn't think that the building was as big as a small house. Not to mention the strangeness of the seventh complex itself, it was just that the spiritual space was inherently unlimited and unrealistic, and the distortion of space was really normal.

But he didn't expect that he would see the strange situation in front of him in the shadow of the building gate protecting his head and face...

Boom boom boom boom-

There was a loud noise that echoed continuously in my ears, deafening and extremely annoying.

In front of me was a narrow room, with no beds, tables and chairs, and no lights. I could only use the street lights outside the window to vaguely see the messy floor in the corner of the room.

"Where is this?" Zhang Xiao murmured, but he couldn't even hear his own voice. Not only his mouth, but also his heart's voice disappeared.

——The loud noise in the distance has become the voice that dominates all the sounds, and even the notes that think in your mind are difficult to play.

Zhang Xiao stood there in a daze. He was a little confused. He couldn't remember what had happened or what to do. But after a while, the loud noise that made people irritated and vomited suddenly disappeared, his ears suddenly became clear, and his thinking immediately became clear.

The confusion in Zhang Xiao's eyes was immediately replaced by vigilance. He didn't care about what had happened to him. He waved his hand and drew a knife out of thin air.

It looked like his ghost-headed sword, with a ferocious ghost-head swallowing his mouth, a sharp blade emitting a cold light, and a small bell hanging on the back of the knife. When it waved, it would sound a breathtaking bell sound, which was extremely evil.

But of course this is not the true body of the ghost-headed sword. That thing is protecting Zhang Xiao’s consciousness "outside".

This is actually just a ghost-headed sword imagined by Zhang Xiao’s consciousness. It has its shape and no power. It will not be more powerful than fists and feet in this consciousness space.

Of course, Zhang Xiao didn't imagine the ghost-headed sword for fun. Although it was silent, the moment his consciousness returned to awakening, his hair stood up, feeling the enemy who was so close to him was right behind him!

It was too late to turn around to meet the enemy, and there was no room for dodging in the narrow room. He even spent his energy to imagine weapons without even being sure of confirmation.

——The reason for this is a ghost-headed knife is just a habit.

As soon as the ghost-headed sword appeared in his hand, Zhang Xiao did not hesitate at all. He turned his wrist and moved with him. Instantly, the sword was turned upside down and stood behind him. It was actually a Su Qin-backed sword.

With a "ding" sound, it really blocked some hard metal object.

Zhang Xiao thought it was so dangerous, and he was even more lucky. If it weren't for the space of consciousness, he wouldn't have played such a difficult and thrilling action.

Not to mention anything else, just the Su Qin-carrying sword, Zhang Xiao knew that he would never be able to use it in reality. If it weren't for this consciousness space, his consciousness body would be the substitute of the past "Bloody Nightmare", and his shoulders and wrists would have been seriously injured, and even the whole piece was broken.

Martial arts are not as easy as it seems. Every move and every move is not practiced thousands of times. Not to mention fighting, you can’t even use it.

Zhang Xiao naturally had no time to learn martial arts and national skills. Being able to perform them purely takes advantage of the sensitive consciousness and strong consciousness in the space of consciousness. With these, as long as he dares to think about them, there is no martial arts and national skills that he cannot perform.

At this time, he succeeded with one move, without hesitation, and the imagined response was connected.

The knife did not retract. As the wrist swung and turned, the tip of the knife seemed to be spiritual, and followed the retreating enemy. It turned out with an immortal's guide with his back facing the enemy.

The speed and accuracy of this move are almost in front of the enemy. If the enemy you have never met before you, you can only retreat and keep retreating if you don’t want to be killed!

Although Zhang Xiao still had no time to turn around, this move had already gained the upper hand. The enemy had no choice but to retreat, but when he retreated to the end, he could only choose to get a knife in this cramped little room, and at most he could dodge the vital points.

But the sword fell out and the expected feeling did not come. Zhang Xiao only felt that the sword was empty and his heart was empty. In the end, the sword still had nothing to gain and could only fall helplessly.

Although he couldn't see the situation behind him, Zhang Xiao felt awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that the scene behind him was completely different from the cramped little house in front of him, and there was another mystery.

Fortunately, although he did not do his best in one move just now, he still forced his close enemy away and regained the situation. Therefore, Zhang Xiao was not discouraged. He was alert and curious, and slowly turned around.

Zhang Xiao had actually had some speculations about the enemies behind him. He had thought about the enemies he might encounter on this trip long before entering Jiro Sada. In his opinion, he was just a fragment of the memory of Jiro Sada who was seduced and twisted by Jiro Sada.

After just recovering his mind, he saw the narrow and narrow room and thought about the devastating and vanishing sound in the distance. He vaguely guessed that the enemy behind him was probably a painful memory of Jiro Hayada's early years - a memory that was tempted by a strange snake.

But when Zhang Xiao turned around, he was shocked when he saw him.

"You...who are you?!"

Zhang Xiao widened his eyes and looked at the guy in front of him. He was not unable to recognize the other person, but was unbelievable.

The non-transparent snake that appeared in front of him was not a shrunk of Jiro Hayada, but a person, a person who had long been dead, and an unlucky guy who was killed by Zhang Xiao's own hands - the man in a military uniform who was stabbed by Zhang Xiao on a helicopter.

The man in the military uniform in front of him still maintained his appearance when he died. Although his head was still on his neck, the scarlet blood stained with dark military uniforms in front of his chest below his neck had already shown his tragic ending, and it also proved that Zhang Xiao's memory was never fake.

"Hmph, who do you think I am? You, the murderer who killed me!"

After hearing Zhang Xiao's words, the man in a military uniform sneered, and the voice of his speech made Zhang Xiao confirm his identity.

"It's you..."

Zhang Xiao only said a half and kept silent because there was no doubt that the man in military uniform would appear in front of him, and it must be a transparent strange snake.

It is meaningless to ask the other party whether it is a human or a ghost, and there is no brain-dead question like "why is it here" - since it appears in front of you, it is the enemy, and Zhang Xiao will not show mercy.

"Although I'm a little sorry for killing you the first time, the second time is that you are seeking death."

Zhang Xiao quietly held the knife in his hand.

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Chapter completed!