Resurrection of spirit energy: I really don't want to be prodigal!

The deep hell, defensively, is impenetrable.

However, even on the rigid high walls, there will be gaps.

And Dilo is a sharp blade piercing the gap.

Under the dark night, especially on the sea, the night wind is strong, there is constant movement outside, and in some places the light is not good, so even though she is wearing a more eye-catching white dress, she has not been noticed.

As an excellent assassin, the most important thing is to hide your body and wait for the opportunity to move.

But Dilo is different, she will only get rid of any unit in the field of vision that may hinder her.

Whether it was the sentries in the sentry post or the people patrolling everywhere, she quietly eliminated them.

Some people reacted a little before they died, but they only saw a white shadow flash past. After that, their necks were cut open, and the salty sea breeze poured in directly.

They were ruthlessly thrown into the sea, and they stayed with the fishes in the sea ever since.

After Dilo sneakily killed a patrol team, she approached the depths.

At this time, she has come to the outer edge of the high wall, here, there is only one passage for entry and exit, and she intends to forcefully break through from the front.

She lurks in the shadows, her eyes on those who come and go.

Near the gate, there were about a dozen soldiers stationed there. As long as she showed her head, she would be spotted by someone or illuminated by the searchlights above.

Dilo held the dagger in her hand and silently recited the numbers.

She timed it well, and when the searchlight's halo swept over her hiding place, she left and rushed out, with the daggers in both hands crossed together, and slashed towards an unsuspecting patrol soldier.

At this moment, a person walked near the sentry post and shouted at the person next to him.

"On the 23rd and 24th, it's time for your rotation! Replace them on the 34,35th and [-]th!"

"Received on the 24th!"

However, there was only one person who responded.

"Number 23, where are you on the 23rd, answer quickly!"

The caller was a little angry, so he walked quickly to station 23.

When he arrived, he saw No. 23 standing firmly in place.

"Number 23, are you dumb or deaf? Why didn't you answer the order from your superior?"

However, he still has no voice.

The man suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and slapped him hard on the face.

This palm only brought a little strength, but he didn't expect that after this palm, the opponent's head flew out.

Afterwards, the man was completely stunned, watching the body of the person in front of him tremble suddenly, and then a large stream of blood poured out from the cut, pouring all over his body and face.

"2..."

He wanted to speak out, but at this moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared.

After that, his field of vision rose rapidly, and the night wind poured into his body, making the temperature on his body gradually cool.

After this sneak attack, Dilo finally showed up.

The people who were watching around finally saw clearly what happened here.

When the searchlight hit that place, only two fallen bodies were seen.

"Enemy attack, someone sneaked in, call the alarm!"

Not long after, a piercing siren sounded throughout the hell.

Countless people woke up from their sleep, and countless people, in panic, rushed to the location where the alarm was issued.

When they arrived at the scene, they found that several guard posts at the gate, and a dozen people, had all been killed!
But the culprit was nowhere to be seen.

For a moment, a terrifying and tense atmosphere enveloped the entire Hell.

At the same time, Lu Xingchen, who was in the bottom hell, was pounding hard on the steel prison door in front of him.

The surrounding prisoners have been woken up by the movement he made.

They spoke one after another, mocking, cursing, and dismissively.

Lu Xingchen was in the midst of all the noise, concentrating on it, concentrating on his fists.

drink!
Another punch, hitting the prison door hard.

With a cracking sound, the Iron Armor Technique that originally protected his fists completely failed.

And this punch hit the steel door firmly.

After a while of shaking, the prison door was completely twisted.

The originally flat and heavy door has now cracked a gap, and the dim light outside is projected in through this gap.

"Bastard, you have been making trouble for almost an hour, can you please be quiet!"

In the dark hell, there was a curse.

After the scolding stopped, there was another bang, like thunder.

"Zhuo! There is no end!"

boom!
This time, the noise was particularly loud.

After this burst of sound, the steel cage that trapped Lu Xingchen finally couldn't support it and completely collapsed.

As the prison door fell, a gust of dark wind poured into the prison door.

Lu Xingchen stepped through the deformed cell door and walked out of the room. He took a deep breath, and the cold and slightly salty wind rushed into his lungs, only infinitely refreshing.

I am free!

In the darkness, he raised his fists high, with a presumptuous smile on his face.

And the prisoners around, after hearing the bang, completely clamored.

"He did it, he really did it, save me quickly, as long as you get me out, I can give you whatever you want!"

"Save me out, I am the grand master of the Southern School, as long as you save me out, I will protect your glory and wealth!"

Countless entreaties and temptations, in the eyes of Lu Xingchen today, are just noises in his ears.

After he left the cage, he turned around, took one last look at the dark and cramped room, and left without looking back.

The noise in the bottom prison finally caught the attention of the jailers.

When they realized it later and rushed to the ground, they knew that they saw a broken door and a man with a dirty body and a beard on the other side of the door.

He stood there with only a tattered piece of clothing on his body. He clenched his fist, and blood was dripping down from it.

"Stop, don't move, raise your hands, if you surrender, I promise not to kill you!"

The jailers drew out their weapons one after another, and then slowly approached him.

At the same time, several people took out the shackles with charms and quickly approached him.

It's just that when they were about to approach, Lu Xingchen made a sudden move.

He was like a wild lion that had been trapped for a long time. The wildness in his body did not wear away because of this, but after a long time of accumulation, it all turned into a burst of anger and spewed out.

Moving at any time, Lu Xingchen punched the few people approaching.

The incomparably powerful fist wind, wrapped in terrifying destructive power, smashed towards the chests of several people.

With the blessing of the wind travel technique, his speed has also reached a terrifying level.

Those people only felt suffocated in front of them, and then they were hit in the chest by heavy punches, and they all flew backwards.

"What?! Dare to do it, destroy him!"

The other jailers saw that Lu Xingchen dared to make a move, so they all aimed at him, intending to kill him.

But Lu Xingchen never showed any tendency to evade.