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- Under the silent starry sky, the wilderness is boundless.
In the night, Bian Yao and Mu Qingge were running side by side on the empty grassland.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge seemed to notice something, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Someone is approaching from behind, and the speed is very fast!"
Bian Yao was surprised when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "We just pretend we don't know and we will act when the time comes."
So, the two pretended not to know anything and continued to run forward at the same speed.
Behind them, the black shadow's feet had already left the ground, and his body was flying through the air at extremely fast speeds!
After a few breaths, the distance between the two sides was less than twenty feet.
The black shadow suddenly picked up speed and swooped forward like a nighthawk hunting prey. In the blink of an eye, it passed over the heads of the two men and landed directly in front of them.
Seeing that the road ahead was blocked by a dark shadow, Bian Yao and Mu Qingge hurriedly stopped, looked at the person in front of them with vigilance, and secretly took a defensive stance.
By the starlight, I saw a middle-aged man, wearing a set of black clothes, with a vague symbol that resembled the word "evil" on his forehead. This man had an ordinary appearance, his eye sockets and cheeks were deeply sunken, and his dark eyes revealed an evil intent.
In fact, it is difficult to judge whether the other party is an evil cultivator based on appearance alone.
Despite this, based on the previous encounters and inferences, Bian Yao was almost certain that the person in front of him was an evil dream cultivator. Although he was sure that he had concealed the other party's investigation, he still felt a little nervous in his heart when he faced a notorious evil cultivator.
Without any movement or words, the man in different clothes stood quietly like a ghost, his gloomy eyes scanning the two of them one after another. When his eyes moved towards Mu Qingge, the man's eyes paused for a moment on the cloth-wrapped sword behind him. He seemed slightly surprised, but that was all.
The next moment, the man in different clothes suddenly closed his eyes, opened them suddenly again, and looked to the side again. There seemed to be a faint question in his eyes, and he said to himself in surprise: "A mortal warrior?"
Hearing this, Bian Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and dispelled some worries in his heart. He thought for a while, then suddenly took a few steps forward and asked calmly: "Who are you? Why did you suddenly appear to block our way?"
The man in the different clothes is an evil dream cultivator, and a strong man in the dream king realm. Usually, in the eyes of people of their level, they and mortal warriors are as different as clouds and mud, so when the two come into contact, the former will often assume a condescending attitude.
As if he didn¡¯t bother to answer Bian Yao¡¯s question, a look of disappointment passed through the man¡¯s eyes, then he turned around and flew into the night sky, and left.
Seeing the other party's figure disappear into the night, Bian Yao couldn't help but feel happy, not minding the other party's rude behavior at all. He turned to look at Mu Qingge and said curiously: "That man seems to have the word 'evil' printed on his forehead. I don't know what it means?"
Seeing the man leaving, Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows, pondered for a few breaths for no reason, and said, "Let's go quickly, don't let anything happen!"
As soon as the words fell and the two of them had not had time to leave, Mu Qingge's expression suddenly changed. She looked at the direction where the man left before and said anxiously: "It's not good! That man has returned again!"
Bian Yao hurriedly turned his head and vaguely saw a small black shadow in the low sky in the distance, like a night bat that was getting bigger and bigger, flying quickly towards his direction.
After a few breaths, the outline of the black figure emerged clearly, it was the man in different clothes from before.
He floated and landed in front of the two of them. The man spread his hands forward and said in a strange voice: "Hand over what you have on you!"
Bian Yao was stunned for a moment, then understood what the other party meant, and felt bad luck in his heart.
"The vast majority of evil cultivators are only interested in other people's dreams, and generally do not steal people's things. However, there are a few who are evil and greedy for money. They not only devour other people's dreams, but also rob property.
Because within a certain distance, Meng Wang can sense ordinary space props, so Bian Yao can't deceive the other party at all. There are still two space bags left on him, one of which was given by Ye Zhizi, which contains some more important things, such as Wusha Blade and letters. The most important thing is that this space bag is somewhat special. The old ghost can find himself through it. Its importance is self-evident!
In a head-to-head confrontation with a Dream King, even if he and Mu Qingge combined, they have no chance of winning!
If this had happened before the "Split Mind Technique" was cultivated, Bian Yao might not have even thought about it and would have directly donated what he had on his body, but now it was a little different. Although he is not completely sure and does not have much experience in this area, at least he has the means to kill enemies across levels!
Just when Bian Yao was silent, Mu Qingge came fromHe took out a space bag from his arms and threw it to the man. This interdimensional bag was purchased at a prop shop with the money he exchanged with his rat tail when the two were in Sanshan City.
The man in the different clothes took the space bag that was thrown at him. Seeing that Bian Yao didn't move, his expression changed slightly and he said in a cold voice: "I don't mind taking it myself, if you want to die!"
Hearing these threatening words, Bian Yao suddenly showed a panicked look. He quickly took out a space bag from his arms and threw it towards the man. He also muttered: "You are a powerful dream king, how can you even connect with me?" I also want this mortal thing.¡±
"Stop talking nonsense, there is another one!" The man took the space bag and said coldly.
Bian Yao slowly took out another space bag from his arms, and took a few steps forward naturally. He asked timidly: "There are some things in there for daily wear. Anyway, you don't have to." It¡¯s not needed, can you let me take it out first?¡±
The man in different clothes had no expression on his face. Although he did not expressly agree, he did not show any objection.
Bian Yao was confident. With a slight thought, he took out the clothes and some sundries from the space bag and piled them all on the grass next to him. After doing this, he took another step forward, and the distance between him and the man had shortened to ten feet.
The man didn¡¯t pay attention to these details. In his eyes, mere mortal warriors were like ants and could be easily crushed to death. Therefore, he simply did not think that the young man in front of him would do anything to ask for trouble.
Suddenly, Bian Yao raised his left hand, pointed at Mu Qingge behind him, and shouted: "He is not a human!"
Mu Qingge couldn't help but be startled. She was confused by this sentence, and she froze in place not knowing why.
The man in different clothes couldn't help but frown. Although he felt a little strange, he still subconsciously followed Bian Yao's fingers and turned to look at Mu Qingge.
At that moment, Bian Yao was staring at the man's back and his mind was focused!
In an instant, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind the man in different clothes.
With a flash of cold light, "Guiying" held a short black sand blade and cut the man's neck like lightning!
As a cultivator of evil dreams, the man in different clothes moves at night all year round and is very sensitive to close dangers in the dark. I saw him dodge sharply to the right, raise his left hand at the same time, and quickly slap a palm towards his side!
"Bang!" With a sound, "Shadow" suffered a heavy blow and flew backwards like a fallen leaf, then collapsed and disappeared in mid-air.
This is the first time that Bian Yao has used his dream clone to launch a surprise attack on a practitioner after he mastered the "Split Mind Technique", and the target is a master in the realm of the Dream King. Although a suitable opportunity for a sneak attack was created, the attack failed in the end due to lack of experience!
However, although the man in different clothes avoided the fatal attack, the left side of his neck was still scratched by a sharp blade. The blood that overflowed quickly soaked the clothes on his shoulders.
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Bian Yao's mind was racing, and he instantly released several flying swords to attack him.
The man hummed, waved his arms in front of his chest, and easily defeated the flying phantom sword!
Encountering such an accident, he was hurt and felt that he had been teased. The man in the different clothes was extremely angry and hurriedly swallowed two spiritual fruits that could help stop bleeding, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent!
At this time, the "strange shadow" that had been defeated unexpectedly reappeared in the night.
When he saw the appearance of the "Weird Shadow" clearly, the man in different clothes couldn't help but be startled, then turned to look at Bian Yao who was standing behind the "Weird Shadow", and said with shock: "Dream clone! You are wrong! How did you before?"
At this moment, the man's heart felt like a surge, and his mind was confused by the lingering questions. He seemed to have forgotten the pain caused by the scar on his neck, and his expression showed a brief sluggishness.
Mu Qingge had long since recovered from her shock, and secretly concentrated her energy on her fingertips. Looking at the right moment, she quickly rushed behind the man, raised her hand and waved a sword energy.
??The white light was like a sharp thorn, fleeting, and poured into the man's body from the back in an instant!
Regrettably, with Mu Qingge's current level of strength, although the sword energy emitted can hurt people, it cannot cause fatal harm to the practitioner.
After the man in the different clothes felt the pain, he let out a muffled groan in his nose, turned around quickly, and at a glance saw the young swordsman who had been ignored by him, standing upright behind him.
??Two feet away, Mu Qingge stared coldly ahead, holding the sword in his right hand and hanging it diagonally on the ground, and placing the fingers of his left hand in front of his chest, as if he was ready to attack again at any time.
"Sword madman? At such an age, a wizard, a genius?" The man's eyes dimmed, and after muttering a few words to himself, he actually laughed inexplicably, and a ferocious look gradually appeared in his eyes.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Seeing the man suddenly turn around, revealing a gap behind him, his thoughts moved.
Under the starlight, the mysterious figure suddenly jumped up, swung its blade and stabbed the man in the chest.
"You all deserve to die!" An evil light flashed in the man's eyes, and without looking back, he suddenly turned his palm and slapped it behind him.
A powerful force of energy struck out of thin air like a wave. Bian Yao's dream clone couldn't dodge it, and it suddenly collapsed and disappeared.
After a successful blow, the man in the different clothes had a charming figure and rushed towards Bian Yao's body. He suddenly let out a deep shout while moving, and made a false movement with his right palm!
In an instant, Bian Yao felt a strong adsorption force, and his body seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force. His feet immediately left the ground and flew towards the man uncontrollably!
The man in different clothes quickly reached out with his left hand, grabbed Bian Yao's neck, and lifted him up in the air.
The throat tightened due to external force, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on Bian Yao's face. In this state, he couldn't concentrate at all, and naturally he couldn't use his dream clone to rescue the main body again. He kept waving his arms and kicking his feet, but it was all in vain.
As the suffocation time continued, Bian Yao's consciousness gradually became blurred and faded.
Mu Qingge¡¯s eyes changed, and she raised her finger and swung it quickly, driving a sword energy into the man¡¯s thigh, trying to distract the man and alleviate the crisis of his companions.
However, at this time, the man in different clothes seems to have fallen into a state of madness. He is suppressing the damage caused by the sword energy to his body and wants to kill people to vent his hatred!
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Most evil cultivators, whose qualifications are limited, which lead to the slow progress of their realm, and in the end, because they cannot resist the simple and direct temptation, they go astray, and enter the evil path that is condemned by everyone. Therefore, people like them often have a strong jealousy towards those talented practitioners. Once they meet them, they will have the desire to kill them.
Seeing that his companion was in a life-and-death crisis, Mu Qingge's expression changed again, and he suddenly clenched the sword in his hand, and his figure suddenly turned into a black shadow.
The man in the different clothes turned his evil eyes, suddenly raised his right palm, and swatted at the approaching black figure from the air.
Within a short distance, Mu Qingge was suddenly hit by a violent force. His body was first thrown away, and then fell to the dry and hard grass.
Facing the absolute disparity in strength, blind rescue operations will only make you look stupid!
Mu Qingge ignored the pain in his chest and sat up. He knew very well that with his current ability, he would definitely not be able to save Bian Yao. Looking at his companions who were struggling, his eyes showed a bit of helplessness, but also a touch of perseverance, and seemed to be hiding some inexplicable thoughts.
Suddenly, he raised a finger and moved it towards Pu Jian's edge for no reason.
"Ah!" The man in the different clothes suddenly let out a howl, involuntarily loosened his grip on Bian Yao's fingers, hugged his head with both hands, and collapsed to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the howling stopped suddenly, and the curled up body fell on its side, motionless.
Next to the man, Bian Yao also lay quietly on the ground after landing, his life or death unknown.
The sudden change caused Mu Qingge to pause. Just as his fingers touched the blade, he suddenly stopped again. The accident happened too suddenly and ended quickly. He didn't know what happened. He sat there and thought for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked towards the two people who fell to the ground.
Mu Qingge first tested Bian Yao's breathing, and found that her companion's breathing was surprisingly even, and her frown suddenly relaxed. The hanging stone in his heart fell, and he did not try to wake Bian Yao, nor even showed the slightest intention to wake him up.
A few days ago, the two met a corpse in Qugong County, and the situation was similar to now. Therefore, when the strange thing of "sleeping in danger" happened to Bian Yao, Mu Qingge was not surprised and was not worried about him at all.
Without thinking about it any more, Mu Qingge turned to look at the man in different clothes next to him, his eyes full of wariness.
After a brief hesitation, he stepped forward lightly with a sword in hand, then lowered himself and made the same tentative move, but the result was a change in his expression.
The breath of the man in the strange clothes is still there. Although his breath is like a gossamer, he is actually alive and not dead!
Mu Qingge slowly straightened up, a cold light flashed across his eyes. He raised his right hand, moved the sword blade to the man's throat, and slashed forward suddenly.
In an instant, a splash of warmth sprayed on the grass in the night.
In this way, this evil cultivator in the dream king realm died in a coma and became a confused ghost.
After searching his space bag from the body, Mu Qingge turned around and walked back. When he came to Bian Yao's side, he glanced at him casually, and then whispered: "??You are not human. "
After saying this, Mu Qingge walked aside, thrust the sword into the ground, then sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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