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- The post road was very quiet, there was no one in front or behind, and the birdsong in the forest also mysteriously disappeared.
Under the tree, Bian Yao could clearly hear his own rapid breathing, while the other party's steady footsteps were falling one after another, making a desperate rhythm.
The light shines through the branches and leaves above his head, shining silently on his pale face.
Bian Yao¡¯s eyes were fixed on the middle-aged scribe. Seeing the other person gradually approaching him, he suddenly closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly!
In an instant! Six sharp swords appeared in the air in a circle, without any sign of stagnation, and flew directly towards the middle-aged scribe!
Bian Yao is very aware of the current situation. He was injured due to carelessness, and the injury to his chest is not minor. If he continues to fight forcefully, he will only die! The only solution for now is to escape!
At the moment when the sharp sword flew towards the opponent, the soles of his feet suddenly exerted force, and his figure suddenly sprang out. Ignoring the bursts of pain in his chest, he ran desperately towards Gumu Village along the post road.
The middle-aged scribe had a solemn look on his face. He blinked and saw a huge folding fan appear out of thin air, standing half a foot in front of him, blocking the incoming sword.
In the blink of an eye, the six illusory flying swords collided with the giant fan, making a loud noise, and then disappeared in mid-air at the same time.
Turning his head to look at the running figure, the middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly turned into a blurry shadow, and he chased after it.
On the long and lonely post road, two figures, one in front and one behind, were running quickly.
After a dozen breaths, the middle-aged scribe chased behind Bian Yao, suddenly swung his folding fan, and hit him hard on the back!
Sensing the crisis, Bian Yao hurriedly turned sideways and reversed his direction, avoiding the blow coming from behind, and quickly ran into the woods beside the road.
The middle-aged scribe had a cold expression on his face. He suddenly speeded up and followed him into the forest. He jumped up and leaped over Bian Yao's head like a bird. He placed his feet on the tree in front of him and spun back in the air.
In mid-air, the middle-aged scribe suddenly opened his folding fan. The thin edge of the fan, with a sharp and fierce force, cut towards Bian Yao's neck, as fast as lightning!
Bian Yao hurriedly stopped his attack, and with a slight thought in his mind, the Wusha Sword instantly floated in his palm. He raised his arm and pushed forward with all his strength, blocking it in front of him!
"Cang!" With a sound, the killing move was blocked, and the sound of metal interlacing sounded in his ears.
Bian Yao used the force of the impact to bounce back, and then he was surprised to find that the folding fan held by the middle-aged scribe was not made of wood, but its ribs were actually made of gold.
At this point, judging from the opponent's speed and movement skills, Bian Yao can almost confirm that the middle-aged scribe is a mid-stage dream maniac, and is probably about to break through to the late stage. With his current situation, it is almost impossible to escape back to the village. Impossible, even if he fights he will be far from his opponent!
At the critical moment of life and death, Bian Yao had completely forgotten the pain in his chest. His dark eyes stared coldly at the middle-aged scribe, and the desire to escape that had begun to arise inexplicably faded away.
The middle-aged scribe's eyebrows were getting tighter. He was bent on making a quick decision, fearing that things might change if time went by. Naturally, he didn't want to give Bian Yao time to breathe.
His body suddenly moved again, and as he waved his fan, his killing moves were like dancing, each move was fatal!
Bian Yao has already increased his movement speed to the extreme, but the opponent's attacks are strong, dangerous, and intensive. It is very difficult for him to cope with them, which leads to dangers everywhere. From time to time, he needs to use the trees around him to hide.
After a while, Bian Yao's eyes were covered with abnormal bloodshot eyes, and his face gradually became flushed, as bright as blood!
The restlessness in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, and the anger that was previously suppressed is also rising rapidly! Moreover, in the depths of his mind, there seemed to be a little person dancing and kicking, causing a slight pain.
With every breath, Bian Yao's face turns redder, and that face seems to be burning with invisible fire!
"ah¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤!"
A loud shout suddenly sounded in the forest and spread far away.
Suddenly, the two figures separated in mid-air!
After landing, Bian Yao seemed to be a different person. He had forgotten about running away, the pain, even himself, and everything!
Those dark eyes revealed blazing murderous intent!
From this moment on, he is no longer under the control of his original consciousness, but his body movements are completely controlled by instinct! All over his body, there was a faint aura of fearlessness of life and death! Something has changed inside his body, and the injury on his chest is healing quickly and automatically!
Bian was standing under a tall tree, with his head slightly tilted, the corners of his mouth raised high, and his cold eyes reflecting unconcealed madness!
He has gone crazy! This is the first time he has entered a "crazy state" since breaking through to the realm of dream madness!Seeing this situation, the middle-aged scribe¡¯s expression suddenly changed! He is also a dreamer, and of course he knows what this change means! As long as Meng Kuang enters the mad state, he can cross levels to kill the enemy. Even if the opponent also enters the mad state later, the final result will most likely be that they both die together!
After a dream cultivator enters the realm of dream madness, his body will undergo some kind of mutation. Although the combat power of Meng Kuang in normal state is not weak, it is far from terrifying! The real trouble is the dream mania that enters the "crazy state"!
Once the dream maniac is stimulated to a certain extent, except for the two senses of sight and hearing, the other three senses will automatically close, and the various skills in the body will also instantly improve, automatically entering an abnormal state. This is the so-called "crazy state"!
In this state, the dream cultivator is not afraid of death and does not know pain! What he thinks in his heart and mind is nothing but a crazy and unyielding fighting spirit!
But there is a price to pay for going crazy, and it may even endanger your life! If the willpower is slightly weak, or without external help, the mad person may remain in the mad state until he exhausts his life functions and eventually dies!
Maintaining the "crazy state" requires one's own physical and spiritual energy for support. Once entering the mad state, physical and spiritual energy will be consumed very quickly! If the spiritual power is exhausted first, then the crazy person will automatically return to the normal state, and his life will be safe; if the physical energy is exhausted first, then the life function will be burned and converted into physical energy, and the life function determines the human life. Shouyuan, this is naturally extremely dangerous!
Bian Yao looked coldly at the middle-aged scribe opposite, suddenly clenched the Usha sword in his palm, his body suddenly tensed, and he jumped towards the opponent, causing a gust of cold wind in an instant!
"Kill!" This was the first time he took the initiative to attack since the two of them fought!
Facing the fast and ferocious incoming force, the middle-aged scribe had no intention and did not dare to frustrate it. Instead, he chose to simply dodge, and he hurriedly jumped towards a tree next to him.
The situation of the battle is reversed! Bian Yao turned from defense to offense, his body movements as fast as the wind! He has completely given up on defense and launched an attack with all his strength. Every move is a life-for-life style!
After a few breaths, beads of sweat began to appear on the forehead of the middle-aged scribe. He had lost the opportunity, and now he was hit by a series of powerful attacks, forcing him to passively defend or dodge. A look of anger gradually appeared between his eyebrows.
Although the middle-aged scribe had begun to think about quitting, he was still a little reluctant to give up. In his mind, Bian Yao must have a lot of valuable belongings on him. It was not easy to meet such a "little rich man" and he had been following him for so long. Of course I was very dissatisfied when I got nothing!
Having said that, even though he wanted to break away from the battle, he was pursued by Bian Yao, and he was anxious and angry. This place was not far from Gumu Village. If he was discovered and reported to the village law enforcers, , then the trouble will be big!
When he was anxious, he would naturally have distracting thoughts in his mind, and his reaction was a little slow. The middle-aged scribe was immediately slashed on the chest with a sword, and his clothes were torn with a long mark, and blood immediately poured out.
The middle-aged scribe's chest was injured and bleeding, and the pain from the wound seemed to be stimulated. His eyes suddenly turned red, and his anger suddenly surged upwards. His face even began to turn red, showing signs of going crazy!
In the heat of anger, the middle-aged scribe lost his mind and forgot the consequences.
His eyes flashed suddenly, and a fierce look appeared on his face! Facing Bian Yao's swift sword thrust, the middle-aged scribe gave up defense and dodge and chose to attack forcefully!
I saw him suddenly flip his wrist, use his fan as a sword, and stab Bian Yao straight in the chest!
The final showdown! Victory or defeat only happens in a split second!
Although the middle-aged scribe may enter a state of madness at any time, he has not really entered a state of madness! He was just in a state of madness before going crazy, and the madness in his body had not yet been fully stimulated, so at the last moment, there was a very brief hesitation in his mind.
A sword without any thought, a sword without self and fear!
In the blink of an eye, the Wusha sword stabbed at him quickly, flashing a little red!
The middle-aged scribe felt his heart freeze and his body stagnated for a moment. The folding fan in his palm suddenly slowed down. Most of the strength dissipated in an instant, leaving only the original three layers. When it touched Bian Yao's chest At that time, it only penetrated the flesh and failed to break the body!
"Plop!" The middle-aged scribe fell to the ground in a daze, motionless and died!
Bian Yao's sword pierced his heart very quickly and skillfully, killing him instantly!
The middle-aged scribe was only a few steps away from going crazy. It seemed a bit unfair to die like this. If he had gone crazy a moment earlier, Bian Yao might have been the one who fell to the ground in the end.
Seeing the enemy falling to the ground and losing the target of attack, Bian Yao's body couldn't help but shake.?, his eyes became a little dull, he took a few steps back, and then stood there motionless.
After a while, he slowly twisted his body, looked around blankly, and suddenly blinked his eyes, a trace of doubt flashed through his bright eyes, as if he was recalling what had just happened.
Quietly, the madness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the blood-red color on his face slowly receded.
After more than a dozen breaths, Bian Yao suddenly sat down on the ground, holding his chest and gasping for breath. The pain began to faintly come from various parts of the body, getting heavier and heavier.
At this time, he finally woke up. With a thought, several spiritual fruits of different colors and sizes appeared in the palm of his hand. These spiritual fruits were given to him by Ye Zizi. They can alleviate the abnormal conditions of the body and the trauma to the body. It also has certain curative effects.
He quickly stuffed the spiritual fruits into his mouth, chewed them for a few mouthfuls, then swallowed them, then sat on the ground to adjust his breath and recover. After about half a moment, his complexion returned to normal. Although his body was still slightly uncomfortable, it was nothing serious.
Bian Yao slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on the middle-aged scribe for a while, then he suddenly stood up, walked to the corpse, squatted down, and began to rummage around on his body.
Soon, he took out a space bag from the middle-aged scribe, immersed his consciousness in it and examined it, and found that there were several kinds of spiritual fruits in it, the total number of which was nearly 6,000. In addition, there were more than 20,000 dream coins. And some other random stuff.
The corners of Bian Yao's mouth curled up slightly, and then he glared fiercely at the corpse of the middle-aged scribe.
Previously, he was chased by this person to steal his wealth, and he almost died! Now the other party died in his own hands. In this case, he would not feel any guilt in his heart when he took away the things from the other party!
On the post road, a black figure hurried from the direction of Gumu Village at an extremely fast speed!
The visitor is a middle-aged man, wearing a black official uniform, with a green word "capture" embroidered on the left chest of his coat. His long light green hair is flowing behind him, his sword eyebrows are raised slantingly, and his cold and stern eyes are extremely sharp.
After a while, the green-haired man stopped by the post road, turned around and looked around, as if looking for some traces, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he suddenly jumped into the forest.
"The thieves! Dare to commit crimes in our Mu County! Don't wait to be caught!"
A furious shout suddenly sounded in the forest.
Bian Yao was squatting in front of the body holding the space bag. He couldn't help being startled when he heard the sound. He quickly turned his head to follow the sound and saw a man in official uniform running towards him. He secretly shouted "Oops"!
He knew in his heart that he had been mistaken for a robber. The most troublesome thing was that in this situation, it was difficult to explain even if he opened his mouth a few times. When I think about this, I might as well let him go!
Bian Yao quickly put the space bag in his arms into his arms, waved his arm and pointed at the person who came, and saw a large blue stone more than half a foot high emerging from the air and flying towards the green-haired man.
With one move, Bian Yao had no time to think about anything else. He quickly turned and jumped into the deep forest, flashing between the trees, and soon disappeared into the trees.
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