649: C649 Night Stronghold

C649 Night Stronghold

"Ding dong!"0

"Congratulations for killing a seventh level Immortality, you have obtained one point of experience."

Ye Xiaofan's intelligent eyes did not show any signs of being unable to bear it anymore as he stared coldly at the corpse that was burnt by the lightning.

From the moment this bandit made his move, Ye Xiaofan had already decided his life. Ye Xiaofan would never let a person who killed him live.

To be merciful to one's enemies was to be cruel to oneself. To be careless in the martial arts world was to step onto a cliff and die without a burial.

The surrounding bandits all looked at Ye Xiaofan's figure in fear, and they all felt like retreating. Their feet couldn't help but tremble as they retreated, not having the arrogance from before.

When these bandits saw Ye Xiaofan and the other two before they came, they felt that it was very easy to rob them. As long as they were scared, it would scare Ye Xiaofan and the others until they wet their pants.

But who knew that although Ye Xiaofan looked harmless, he was actually even more vicious than a demon. The way he dealt with humans was terrifying.

From start to finish, no one had seen any trace of emotion on Ye Xiaofan's face. How could they fight over such a terrifying person? Whether they could survive or not was a question.

The rugged bandit that Ye Xiaofan had just killed was a seventh level Immortality, his strength could be considered the highest amongst them.

Even the strongest person in the bandit gang couldn't withstand even half a move from Ye Xiaofan, let alone the bunch who came to make fun of him.

"Dammit, who the hell is this guy? He's so abnormal!"

"That's right. If you tell my lord about this, you will certainly get generous rewards."

The bandit leader was still on the hill, watching the events unfold from start to finish. His heart skipped a beat.

Following which, a glint of light flashed across the bandit leader's eyes as he took advantage of everyone's inattentiveness to retreat.

"..."

desolation zone

It was located at the boundary between the White Water City and the outer ring of the Wind River City, and was about the length of dozens of mountain ranges.

The Night Walk Stronghold was right in the middle of all the strongholds. The stronghold was located in the middle of the wasteland and was surrounded by a desolate wasteland. There wasn't even a single bird to be seen.

A middle-aged man wearing a white robe and a jade pendant with a red string tied to his waist was sitting on a treasure chair in the stronghold.

This treasured chair was created by the Night Travelling Stronghold's chief, Ye Xing Jing, who had massacred dozens of small cities' accumulated Spirit Stone. It was obtained from the Wind River City Auction by auctioning the seven spirits and a galloping tiger's skin.

Sitting on his butt was not only an endless amount of money, it was also the lives of many people.

Beside the white robed middle-aged man, stood a tall and sturdy man in a black robe with a sturdy stature and powerful aura.

This brawny man was the notorious Night Traversing Stronghold's chief, Night Traversing Well, one of the most notorious forces in this desolate area.

As the head of the stronghold, he had thousands of bandits under his command. With such a noble status, he could only respectfully stand to one side. From this, one could tell that the identity of the white-robed middle-aged man was no small matter.

"The person I told you to find, do you have any leads?"

The white-robed middle-aged man coldly said as he played with the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"My lord, I have sent people from the stronghold to search for it. I believe it won't be long before we find them!"

A fawning smile hung on Ye Xing Jing's face. He respectfully cupped his hands and spoke to the white-robed middle-aged man as if he was treating his own father.

Ye Xing Jing had more or less guessed the identity of the white robed man in front of him.

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