Panic For 10000 Years

Walking in for a while, the scenery changed drastically.

Dian Wei entered a large maple forest, like a large burning flame, filling the entire field of vision.

In the cold wind, patches of maple leaves fell from the trees like gorgeous butterflies, all over the place.

The scenery here is beautiful, picturesque and vibrant.

Dian Wei saw this beautiful scenery, quiet and leisurely, refreshing, and his irritable mood could not help but ease a little.

"It seems that my situation is not particularly serious..."

At this moment, Dian Wei still felt extremely tight in his chest, and his irritable emotions continued to gush out, like a madman who might run away at all times, but the intensity showed a downward trend, which would no longer cause him to go into a situation beyond his control.

"Just vent this bad mood." Dianwei settled his mind and walked towards Fenglin.

Not long after, he heard a scream.

Listen to the voice, it should be a man.

Dian Wei glanced around, looking through the forest of more than a hundred meters, and faintly saw a figure running staggering, and a vague white figure behind him.

After a while, he finally saw clearly.

A man with ragged clothes and messy hair ran in front like a beggar.

Behind the man, there was a woman in white, with a young appearance, who should be about twenty years old, with a melon-seeded face, a bit of beauty, just a normal figure, not too fierce.

She is chasing the beggar man quickly.

Dianwei took a closer look. The beggar man wore a hoop around his neck. There were small bells on the hoop, which jingled and jingled as he ran.

"Prisoner of war..."

Dian Wei narrowed his eyes slightly.

The prisoner of war was very embarrassed, with blood stains on his chest and legs, but he was holding a knife in his hand, and his eyes were fierce.

At this moment, the man beggar spotted Dian Wei, looked straight at Dian Wei, and suddenly turned his head and fled to the other direction.

call!

The white-clothed woman chased her, carrying a silver-colored long sword, her skirt fluttering, came close, glanced at Dianwei, and then rushed away blindly.

Soon, the woman in white caught up with the prisoner of war at a distance of tens of meters, and the two fought each other with swords.

"Smelly lady, I **** you to death!"

"Day XX..."

The prisoner of war wielded a knife and hacked, and the filthy language in his mouth was endless, anyway, how ugly and how to scold him.

The white-clothed woman was naturally annoyed, her long sword turned into a sword shadow and enveloped her, her shot was extremely harsh.

In a few moments, the prisoner of war was obviously lost, a sword was hit in the arm, and blood flew quickly.

"Fuck you a bad pen..."

The prisoner of war grinned with pain. Seeing the white-clothed woman bullying, the catastrophe was imminent, and he suddenly acted astonishingly.

Huh!

He took off his pants, took off...

"what!"

The woman in white exclaimed and turned her head away.

Seeing this, the prisoner of war immediately picked up his pants and turned around and ran.

But this trick seems to have been used once before, and the white-clothed woman suddenly turned her head and stabbed with a sword!

puff!

The prisoner of war got a backstab!

A sword penetrated his chest!

The woman in white sneered and drew her sword!

The prisoner of war vomited blood, fell to his knees, slowly turned his head to look at the woman in white, with a bitter expression on his face, and opened his mouth as if he still wanted to curse.

The woman in white did not give him a chance, and a sword pierced his mouth, smashing his tongue.

Having completely killed the prisoner of war, the woman in white simply tidied up her dress and walked towards the depths of Fenglin.

After a while, several patrolmen in armor appeared, first took off the iron ring on the corpse's neck, and then carried the corpse to a carriage.

On the huge carriage, there were seven or eight dead bodies, as well as some stumps and broken arms.

"Hurry up and take the corpse to'Zone A'to dispose of it as soon as possible." someone shouted.

Dianwei watched this scene silently, frowning slightly.

"Zone A..."

The words "disposing of corpses" mentioned in the population make it hard to imagine what they mean.

After a while, Dian Wei stopped thinking about it. He had his own problems that needed to be solved urgently, so he changed a direction and walked quickly towards the depths of Fenglin.

"Ding Dong!"

Not long after, he heard the sound of bells coming from somewhere, and couldn't help but pause and swept his eyes away.

The bell rang and stopped, but it was not very far away.

Dian Wei slowed down, concentrated, his eyes were erratic, his ears listened carefully, and his nose twitched occasionally.

Suddenly, Dian Wei stomped away.

Almost at the same time, from behind a big tree behind Dian Wei, a figure suddenly threw out. He was tall and nearly two meters high. He clenched an iron rod with a thick arm in both hands and slammed into Dian Wei's place.

Bang!

As the iron rod fell, the maple leaves curled up on the ground flew to both sides, clearing a clearing.

Dian Wei stared at him. He was wearing a ring on his neck. He was obviously a prisoner of war. His dirty face had crossed knife scars and the same disheveled hair. He hadn't bathed in many days, and he smelled bad.

The prisoner of war smashed into the air with a stick, and although there was a hint of surprise on his face, he did not stop again, picking up the iron rod and rushing forward.

Dian Wei spit out blood, covering his whole body, and then the soles of his feet exploded, and he rushed forward and passed the prisoner of war.

The prisoner of war continued to rush forward and suddenly stopped.

The two stood back to back.

The wind is blowing...

With a loud noise, the iron rod in the prisoner's hand fell to the ground.

Dian Wei slowly retracted the knife into its sheath.

"What a quick knife..."

The prisoner lowered his head and looked at his chest. First, a blood stain appeared, and then the entire left chest left his body. The incision was extremely smooth!

Puff puff…

Blood spurted wildly, like rain, and the prisoner of war ripped apart half of his body and fell to the ground.

"This kid, the sword is good!" Gu Ming was really surprised when he saw this scene in the distance.

"It's so normal. My apprentice doesn't like swordsmanship. I teach it casually, and he does it casually." Old man Zheng said proudly.

"I want to hit you casually..."

Gu Ming really rolled his eyes.

"Call..."

Dian Wei killed a prisoner of war, feeling a lot more comfortable, and he felt the pleasure of releasing the pressure.

"It works, come again!"

Dian Wei quickened his pace and ran to the depths of the maple forest.

After a while, he met a prisoner of war again, just a blood-strength triple, and he wanted to sneak attack him. The sneak attack failed, and he actually shouted: "I haven't touched a woman for a long time, and a man is fine."

Then, he rushed toward him fiercely.

Dian Wei was speechless, he didn't use his knife, he used both punches together, and he used a series of punches to break the tablet, hitting eight hundred punches in one breath, and beat the opponent into flesh.

"Cool!"

Dian Wei feels better again.

Next, he ran into the third prisoner of war, a young swordsman with cross-brows and cold eyebrows, four-tiered blood and powerful swordsmanship.

Dian Wei beat him with a knife.

Unexpectedly, the swordsmanship of the young swordsman is quite good, especially the sword is very fast, unexpectedly three points faster than Dian Wei's sword.

"My decisive swordsmanship is not like that of human swordsmanship." Dian Wei immediately realized the gap. His strength was higher than that of the opponent, but his martial skills were worse.

In the end, Dian Wei had to abandon the sword technique, use the eight-foot xuanhua sword, and use the ultimate move, dragon and tiger roar, which shocked the opponent's mind and made it appear flaws, which was then hacked to death.

After this battle, Dian Wei's mood has calmed down.