The more Liu Zhixuan tried to breathe, the heavier his breathing became.

So what if you're a legendary class? If you die, you're just a corpse!

Yes! That's right! Only Qiao Suinian's death can wash away his humiliation!

Thinking of this, Liu Zhixuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent! He pointed the long knife in his hand at Qiao Suinian's back, and then stabbed him fiercely!

He activated the Shadow Blade Master's skill, transforming into a black shadow as he attacked.

"Watch out, kid! This bastard's up to no good!"

Feng Zhizhao noticed Liu Zhixuan's unusual behavior and immediately shouted out.

However, how could Liu Zhixuan's actions escape Qiao Suinian's perception? Not to mention that mages have strong spiritual power and their perception is more acute than other professions.

The moment Liu Zhixuan harbored murderous intent, Qiao Suinian had already sensed it.

In the apocalypse, the first thing to learn is to hide your murderous intent.

One second they were smiling and joking with each other, calling each other brothers, and the next second they suddenly chopped off each other's heads with a knife.

Qiao Suinian had seen too many things like this in his previous life. Liu Zhixuan's little tricks were like children playing house in front of him.

Facing the menacing Liu Zhixuan, Qiao Suinian calmly raised his shield to block. With a crisp clang, the blade and shield sparked a series of sparks.

Then, to Liu Zhixuan's horrified gaze, he suddenly threw a punch, fast and ruthless.

Bang!

Liu Zhixuan was hit in the abdomen by Qiao Suinian's heavy punch, and instantly, he was in so much pain that he arched his body and collapsed to the ground like a boiled shrimp.

His face turned bright red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his mouth was wide open like a dead fish, but he couldn't make a sound.

A tearing pain shot through Liu Zhixuan's internal organs; it was the power of darkness eroding his body.

Liu Zhixuan's eyes were filled with confusion, and he seemed to be questioning the meaning of life.

Isn't it said that monks are physically weak? Why did this monk he encountered almost rupture his liver with a single punch?

"Behave yourself, or next time I won't use my fists," Qiao Suinian said coldly.

Liu Zhixuan raised his head, and in the instant he met Qiao Suinian's gaze, he suddenly felt a strong chill run from his tailbone all the way to the top of his head.

Those eyes were filled with indifference to life, as if they had lost all humanity, like a demon crawling out of the deepest hell. Liu Zhixuan could even clearly feel a murderous aura that was about to solidify!

In his previous life, Qiao Suinian was able to become a necromancer in the apocalypse. He relied on more than just his courage. Countless aliens and humans died at his hands, and even evil spirits trembled when they saw him.

If it weren't for the fear that the smell of human blood would attract too many alien races, Liu Zhixuan would already be a corpse by now.

"I...I understand!" Liu Zhixuan's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily; at this moment, he clearly felt what fear was.

"It feels really good to be a mage in close-quarters combat!"

Qiao Suinian looked at her hands with a hint of satisfaction.

The epic-level class [Cheng Ying Swordsman], Liu Zhixuan's talent is definitely not weak, and can even be considered one in a million.

But when facing himself, he couldn't even last one round.

While this is partly due to Qiao Suinian's superior combat skills and awareness compared to Liu Zhixuan, it is undeniable that the Dark War God, a mythical-level class, is indeed incredibly powerful!

"ah!!!"

Just then, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly came from outside the window.