"Go crazy?" Yang Ming's eyes fell on Awang. The latter's changes made him think of the possibility of going crazy.
In the mad state, the realm will not actually change, but it will make oneself fearless. Creatures that are afraid are not scary, but creatures that are not afraid are very scary.
"This person is indeed the target I am looking for. Everyone, hurry up. If you catch him, your superiors will reward you heavily!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, but he took a step back, as if he knew how powerful the madness was.
"Let her go!"
Awang let out a low roar at the surroundings, and then took a step forward. He was only in the Sixth Realm, and his momentum alone could make the surrounding soldiers dare not take a step beyond the realm.
Yang Ming's eyes were fixed on Awang. He could easily deal with everyone present, but he didn't want to do so. Firstly, he had no reason to take action. Secondly, he wanted to see Awang in his mad state. What's the difference.
"Come on, hurry up! As long as we catch him, glory and wealth are waiting for us!" the middle-aged man shouted at the top of his lungs.
I don't know if his instigation had an effect. Three people walked out from the surrounding soldiers. After looking at each other, they jumped up high at the same time and slashed towards Awang's head with the long knife in their hands.
"roll!"
When Awang saw someone attacking him, he stretched out his hand to grab one of them. The man suddenly panicked and couldn't help but tighten the long knife in his hand.
Seeing that they were not grabbing at themselves, the other two people increased their speed of slashing. Just when they thought they had succeeded, their eyes flashed, and a huge force came from their bodies, and they flew backwards.
"Oh? It's interesting." Yang Ming exclaimed. I saw Awang grabbing a soldier with one hand and using it as a weapon to sweep the other two soldiers away.
The captured soldier panicked and slashed at Awang's hand with a knife. As a result, the blade only made a small opening and was bitten tightly by Awang's arm muscles, making it impossible to pull it out.
Awang was in pain and threw the man away with a wave of his hand, knocking down a table and chairs. Although they were in a panic, the lives of the three soldiers were not in danger. He defeated three Six Path Realm soldiers in one encounter.
At this time, Xiao Lianbao's voice sounded in Yang Ming's heart: "I know why this stupid guy is wanted?"
"Why?" Yang Ming asked in his heart.
"Not every race can learn madness, it depends on the bloodline. Dragon bloodline cannot naturally learn madness. This stupid guy should not be of dragon bloodline, or his bloodline is not pure, but a hybrid bloodline. "Xiao Lianbao explained to Yang Ming the origin of the madness.
Awang's madness is different from the madness toxin developed by the Three-Eyed Clan. The former is a controllable madness and will not lose sanity. However, in the madness manifested by the madness toxin, the sanity will gradually disappear and finally become The walking dead attack the surrounding life indiscriminately. There is an essential difference between the two.
"Trash, let's all attack together. We must capture this person." The middle-aged man cursed behind him when he saw the three soldiers being knocked away so easily.
After receiving the order, the soldiers took a step forward one after another. The combined momentum immediately overwhelmed Awang's momentum. Awang looked around with a fierce look and clenched his fists tightly, waiting for the opponent to take another step forward. Launch an attack.
"Yang Ming, go save this silly guy. I'm a little interested in his bloodline. Maybe his bloodline will be helpful for you to use the Burning Blood Art in the future." Xiao Lianbao explained, and his voice fell silent. , obviously prepared to study Awang’s bloodline.
"Okay." Yang Ming agreed casually, and then slowly stood up from his seat. Because his position was in the corner, and everyone else's attention was on Awang, no one noticed Yang Ming's movements.
I don’t know who swallowed louder, which suddenly broke the tense atmosphere. The soldiers swung their long knives at Awang, some slashed at the head, some blocked the retreat, and some The other person slashed at Awang's legs with a knife.
"ah!"
Seeing that Awang had no retreat and was immediately cut into pieces, Ruolan couldn't help but let out a scream, and a cruel smile appeared on the middle-aged man's sallow face.
At this time, a huge coercion enveloped the entire hotel, like a god coming down from heaven. The soldiers were unable to move due to this pressure and could only stay in place and tremble.
The middle-aged man also felt this coercion, but his realm was higher than that of the soldiers. He was in the reincarnation realm, so he could still move. He slowly turned his head and saw Yang Ming coming to him without knowing when. Behind him, the huge coercion came from the latter.
"You, you..." The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ming in shock, but his trembling voice could not utter a complete sentence.
"Don't move, otherwise don't blame me for being heartless." Yang Ming said lightly.
Awang also felt Yang Ming's coercion, but in his mad state, he was not as immobile as the soldiers around him. He watched Yang Ming walking toward him with vigilance, and his nerves tightened unconsciously.
"Who...are you?" The middle-aged man finally said what was in his heart, but Yang Ming had no intention of answering, and still looked at Awang in front of him intently.
"Don't come here!" Although Awang understood that Yang Ming and the middle-aged man were not on the same side, the pressure from the other party also made him feel wary, so he could only shout to stop the other party.
When Yang Ming took a step forward, Awang took a step back, while the middle-aged man on the side was thinking about whether to obey Yang Ming's instructions and not to take any action.
"I am the captain of the Holy City Guards. Here in the Dragon Clan Holy City, I must listen to the Dragon Clan. If this kid has a background, he should have shown it when I came in. He came out now. He must be pretending. This pressure It must also be fake, I was almost deceived by him.”
The more the middle-aged man thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he finally came to the conclusion that Yang Ming was lying. He did not have such a strong pressure at all, and even his strength was fake.
Taking advantage of the confrontation between Yang Ming and Awang, he quietly gathered spiritual power in his hand and violently slapped the former on the back.
"Be careful!" Ruolan shouted towards Yang Ming.
"It's too late, just accept death!" the middle-aged man said with a ferocious smile. The force on his hand became even faster, hitting Yang Ming's back directly. The powerful spiritual power erupted, blasting a hole in the clothes on the latter's back. , revealing strong muscles.
"Haha, you've been hit by my heart-eating palm, and you're going to die soon!" The middle-aged man laughed arrogantly. In his opinion, this palm was enough to kill Yang Ming.
Yang Ming slowly turned around and looked at the other person as if he was looking at a fool. The heart-eating palm really hit him, but it did not achieve the desired effect. The reason was that his recovery power was too abnormal and had exceeded The Eclipse Heart Palm had reached the limit of corroding his body, and just a few surges of blood had eliminated most of the Eclipse Heart Palm's spiritual power.
"Haha...uh!" The middle-aged man's laughter stopped suddenly as if his throat was being strangled. The imagined situation of Yang Ming vomiting blood and dying did not appear. Instead, it aroused the other party's anger, and the huge pressure was concentrated on On top of him, he, a strong man in the reincarnation realm, was pressed to his knees on the ground in an instant.
"This... this is impossible. How could you be fine after being hit by my Heart-Erosion Palm?" The middle-aged man still didn't believe that Yang Ming was fine. He even thought that he was hallucinating and pinched his thigh hard.
Yang Ming didn't want to explain too much to him, so he raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged man back, smashing all the bones in the other person's body. The intense pain made the middle-aged man understand that this was not an illusion, but now he could only act like It was as limp on the ground as mud, unable to even move a finger.
After Yang Ming got rid of the annoying fly, he turned back to look at Awang. The other person looked at him with fear and determination in his eyes. He knew that he was no match for the opponent, and he punched Yang Ming with all his strength.
"No, Awang!"
Ruolan panicked immediately. Even the middle-aged man was slapped away by Yang Ming. Awang, whose strength was not as strong as the middle-aged man, wouldn't he be killed on the spot if he launched an attack at this time?
Yang Ming took a step back gently. The seemingly ordinary step just avoided Awang's fist. The fierce wind of the fist made Yang Ming's clothes rustle, but it did not hurt Yang Ming at all.
"The strength is good, but you are no match for me." Yang Ming whispered, and the next moment his figure came behind Awang.
There was only a muffled sound of "pop" in the air, and Awang fell softly, and his mad state was lifted because Awang lost consciousness.
"Awang, Awang..." Ruolan struggled and rushed over, picked up Awang's big head and started crying.
"He's not dead, he was just knocked unconscious by me." Yang Ming said softly to Ruolan, then walked to the middle-aged man and squatted down.
After hearing Yang Ming's words, Ruolan felt Awang's life breath again and confirmed that it was as the other party said. Awang just fainted and stopped crying.
Yang Ming squatted in front of the middle-aged man and asked slowly, ignoring the resentful look in his eyes: "What is your name? What is your position in the Holy City of the Dragon Clan?"
"Hmph, if you dare, kill me. Don't try to get information out of me!" The middle-aged man wanted to turn his head away from Yang Ming, but the fractures all over his body prevented him from turning his head, so he had to close his eyes.
"You're still pretending to be a tough guy. If you were really a tough guy, you wouldn't have let your men become cannon fodder just now. If you didn't tell me, forget it, and it would be useless for me to keep you alive."
After speaking, Yang Ming raised his palm again, preparing to give the middle-aged man a fatal blow. Before he could swing it, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and hurriedly shouted: "No, no, no, I say, I say!"
Yang Ming put down his palm and looked at the middle-aged man's face, as if to indicate to him to speak quickly.
"My name is Zhong Nianren, and I am the captain of the seventh detachment of the third brigade of the Holy City Guards. I am responsible for hunting down the escaped experimental subjects." The middle-aged man told the truth.
"Test subject? What kind of trial subject? Is Awang also a trial subject?" Yang Ming asked in confusion.
