Zhe Helan squinted at the 'madman'. At this time, he no longer dared to face his lifelong nightmare.
When he was three feet away from Zhehelan, the 'madman' suddenly laughed. He smiled wildly and evilly, and his eyes gradually became covered with bloodshot eyes, and even the whole whites of his eyes turned red. The 'madman' raised his head higher and higher, as if he was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. But strangely, Zhehelan didn't hear any 'laughter', and only saw the 'madman' return to his crazy appearance that night.
Perhaps due to bending too far, 'Madman's' clothes were loosened, and his strong chest was exposed. Looking at the 'madman' who was standing there no longer moving forward and acting crazy, Zhe Helan mustered up the courage to gradually turn his head around and carefully looked at the laughing 'madman'.
Suddenly, Zhe Helan noticed something strange, a small dot appeared on the 'madman's' chest! The small dot was no more than a finger wide and could not be seen clearly amid the violent shaking.
Zhehelan plucked up the courage to stretch his head forward and tried to squint his eyes to see the small dot clearly. When he saw the small dot clearly, he was extremely shocked - that small dot turned out to be a scar! Its size, shape, and location are exactly the same as the one on my chest!
wrong! The area where this scar is located is completely symmetrical to my own, as if I was looking in the mirror!
Zhe Helan looked down at her scars in disbelief, and confirmed that the scars on the 'madman's' chest were indeed the same shape, size, and location as her own. When he raised his head in surprise, the scene in front of him shocked him, as if he was seeing a monster—
I saw the scar on the 'madman's' chest suddenly split up and down, showing a terrifying large hole, and an extremely bright beam of light shot out from it! Zhe Helan almost didn't dare to look directly at the opening. Along with this bright light, a huge sword pierced out of it, penetrating the whole chest of 'Madman'!
This giant sword is eight feet long and about one foot wide. It is taller than most men in the Central Plains. Such a giant sword is really like a divine weapon in the hands of heavenly soldiers and generals. It would be difficult for ordinary people to even pick it up, let alone swing it.
Zhe Helan looked at the giant sword, feeling instinctively frightened at first, and raised her hands to cover it in front of her face. But as the giant sword slowly stabbed him, there was a hint of softness in his eyes, as if he was seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. Until finally, he slowly put his hands down, and a happy smile appeared on his face. .....
Under the light, a figure appeared behind the giant sword. The old flower farmer tried to see the face of the sword-holder clearly through the light, but he couldn't see clearly for a while. Although he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, the old flower farmer felt an extremely familiar aura from this person.
Feeling this extremely familiar aura, the old flower farmer's eyes gradually became blurred. In his blurred eyes, this person's face gradually overlapped with the appearance of a 'madman', which made him feel a little unreal...
Is it him? If it were him, there wouldn't be a hint of the unruly look in his eyes? wrong! It must not be him... But why does this person feel so familiar to me? I always feel like I have seen it somewhere...
While thinking, this man's sword had reached his chest, and everything around him was extremely clear——
As the light gradually faded, the pouring rain, the howling wind, the old man lying on the bed... everything appeared in front of the old flower farmer. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly return to reality from another world. At the same time, the face of the sword holder finally became clear——
This is a face without any expression, the eyes are dull or even dull, as if there is no joy, anger, or emotion. This person is holding this giant sword and stabbing at him mercilessly. Although Bafangzhi is not as arrogant as he was in 25 years ago, he still has the residual power of a 'madman'!
As the giant sword approached, this familiar feeling became more intense, but Zhe Helan, who woke up, did not have any extra time to recall and ponder. He stood up from the ground with all his strength, and quickly activated all the energy of heaven and earth in his body. Breathing, the internal energy he had cultivated over the past decades burst out at this moment, just to prevent the giant sword in front of him from piercing his chest again.
The sword energy exploded from the old flower farmer's chest, back, shoulders, waist and even every corner of his body, and surged out in all directions, just like a summer lotus, which was still in bud one moment and bloomed in full bloom the next. . Then the lotus petals burst into the sky along the direction of the bloom, trying to break through the dark clouds and shoot countless holes in the sky. The sword energy was so sharp, the sword force was so fast, and the sword edge was ruthless. The air where it struck was cut like a sharp blade cutting paper, and countless large holes were stabbed into the thatched house.
Thousands of flowers are blooming, and the leaves are like yeye!
The sword energy passed through the jungle, stirring up gusts of gusts of wind. A delicate flower trembled slightly. When it stopped trembling, a petal slowly fell down. After spinning several times in the air, it landed gently on the soil.
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Everything seems to be too late.
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Feeling the violent fluctuations coming from the east, Jian Yeshi and Ji Yang turned their heads to look at the direction of the shabby room at the same time, forgetting the battle for a while.
"Such a strong sword energy"
This is the second sentence Ji Yangyu has said since facing Jian Yeshi.
Jianye Shi felt the sharp sword energy and suddenly felt an unknown feeling in his heart. He naturally knew that this sword energy came from his master, but this sword energy was so strong that he had never seen it before. I guess the situation in the shantytown was more complicated than here.
"Your breath is messed up," Ji Yangyu reminded Jian Yeshi at an inappropriate time.
Indeed, the aura of the sword leaf stone became a little more hurried due to the arrival of this sword energy. 'Practice first cultivates the mind', and a disturbed mentality will indeed have a considerable impact on the practitioner. But who is Jian Yeshi? How could a swordsman who had experienced many battles be affected by such a trivial matter? He quickly calmed down, adjusted his breathing, and focused on Ji Yanghe again.
"Although your breath is calm, your heart is not here." Ji Yang said calmly.
"Hmph, you want to disturb my mind," Jian Yeshi said bluntly. He looked at Ji Yangyu coldly, with quite a bit of disdain in his heart. He did not expect that the third gentleman from a humble family would use such a trivial trick. Then he added: "Don't think that I will fall into your trap."
"Whether you are distracted or not has no impact on our battle." Ji Yangyu's tone was as calm as ever, as if what he said was always an objective fact.
Jian Yeshi looked at Ji Yang and didn't refute.
Indeed, the battle between the two of them would not be affected by 'mind', but he could not understand the meaning of Ji Yangyu's words, so he had to wait quietly for Ji Yangyu to finish his words.
"You think I fell into your 'tune the tiger away from the mountain' plan."
"Isn't it?" Jian Yeshi squinted his eyes, the uneasiness just now became more intense, and a trace of undetectable doubts and uneasiness shot out of his eyes. He thought hard and connected everything that had just happened with the sword energy coming from the shabby room. Suddenly, he looked to the east with wide eyes, then turned to look at Ji Yangyu, and said in shock: "Could it be that you--"
Ji Yang and Jian Jian Yeshi seemed to have figured out the general outline of the matter. He nodded unabashedly and said, "This is my mission."
Although Jian Yeshi didn't know exactly what happened in the shabby room, he had a vague guess about what happened - he was the one who fell into the trap! It turns out that he is the 'tiger' who was transferred away from the mountain!
Jian Yeshi doesn't care about battle or identity. Right now, the only thing he cares about most is the safety of his master! He asked loudly: "What happened in the humble room!?"
Ji Yangyu didn't hide anything, he said calmly: "Everyone in the world knows that the teacher spent decades and half of Qianniu Mountain's breath of heaven and earth to create the 'Butterfly Dream Realm'."
Jianye Shi was slightly startled and asked doubtfully: "Didn't the 'Xuan Realm' be triggered in the cold trial three years ago and then exhausted?"
"Indeed," Ji Yangyu said sincerely, but what he said next shocked Jian Yeshi completely——
"But there are... two in the 'Diemeng Xuanjing'."
"What!?" Jian Yeshi couldn't believe his ears.
"The shabby room... is the second one!" Ji Yanghe explained calmly as if he had anticipated Jian Yeshi's reaction.
Jian Yeshi was very worried. At this time, he already knew that he and his master were caught in a trap and that his master was definitely in danger, so he wanted to get up and run to the shabby room.
Ji Yangyu saw this and raised his hand to block Jian Yeshi's path.
Jian Yeshi looked at Ji Yangyu with cold eyes. In just four confrontations, Ji Yangyu actually positioned himself between him and the shabby room!
"You...can't go there"
Ji Yang's tone was still calm, without any threats, warnings, or pride.
Facing a powerful enemy, Jian Yeshi said equally sincerely——
"You...can't stop me"
Ji Yangyu didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and urged the breath of heaven and earth in his body to go forward and fight Jian Yeshi again, but this time he was the one to take the initiative!
Seeing Ji Yang and his fighting spirit increasing sharply, Jian Yeshi closed his eyes and sighed softly, seeming to have made a very reluctant decision - he shouted loudly towards Ji Yang and behind him: "Master Wenhe! Come out! Bar!"
There was a sound in the woods behind him, and a completely unfamiliar breath of heaven and earth appeared within Ji Yangyu's range of perception. He turned around and saw a delicate young man suddenly appearing holding a paper umbrella. This young master exudes a gentle temperament all over his body. His clean and tidy clothes are not stained by water. He is allowed to be blown by the wind and rain outside the umbrella, which is in sharp contrast with the soaked sword leaf stone and Ji Yang.
When did she sneak into the jungle? Ji Yang and Mr. Wenhe looked at him and secretly marveled that this person's hiding skills were so advanced that he could not feel her presence at all.
"I have admired the name of the third senior brother from the Han family for a long time, and now I have seen it with my own eyes. As expected, he is like a man like brocade, and his sword is like a sun. He is really a dragon and a phoenix among men." Young Master Wenhe did not hesitate to praise him at all. Then, Mr. Wenhe bowed slightly and introduced humbly: "I am Guan Pingyang of Xinzheng. I once studied in the 'Wenhe Palace', so my friends jokingly call me 'Young Master Wenhe'."
