Mu Fei calmly stared at the enemy in front of him, feeling a dull pain from the wounds on his body.
How can we tell if this guy's attack is an illusion?
Mu Fei thought with a headache.
Not only could he not see it with his eyes, but other feelings were also very real.
The sound of the wind caused by the slap of the palm just now, and the trembling feeling of the pores standing on the skin of the whole body when danger strikes, are exactly the same as the real attack, without any difference.
Is this really an illusion?
Mu Fei had doubts in his heart.
The enemies in front of me are only B-level demons.
Although some B-level demons also have special abilities, their abilities are not particularly powerful.
Of course, the closer you get to A-level, the stronger your ability will be.
Could it be that the one in front of you is about to evolve?
The opponent didn't give him time to think about it.
He was already ready to attack and could rush over at any time.
Mu Fei understood that this battle must not drag on for too long.
The longer it goes, the more variables there will be.
After calming down, he clearly felt that the dagger in his hand was beating like it had life and a pulse.
He felt that he could understand what the dagger wanted to tell him at this moment.
Mu Fei raised his left hand and stretched it straight forward.
He held the dagger in his right hand and retracted his elbow as far back as possible.
The tip of the blade was pointed at the enemy in front of him.
Blood dripped from his injured arm to the ground drop by drop, and he didn't seem to notice it.
Ponytail seemed a little confused when he saw Mu Fei assuming a thrusting posture.
This action is generally used when using long weapons, and is rarely seen by users of short knives and daggers.
He didn't understand what medicine Mu Fei was selling in his gourd, and he hesitated for a moment.
The most taboo thing on the battlefield of a life and death battle is hesitation.
Victory or defeat is only a matter of a moment, and a moment's hesitation can often determine the outcome of the battle.
Mu Fei did not miss the flash of hesitation in the other party's eyes, and immediately rushed towards the other party with a loud shout.
Ponytail waved his sharp claws, and Mu Fei used his outstretched left hand to move upwards to deflect the opponent's attack.
Then the sharp claws appeared again from under Ponytail's body and grabbed Mu Fei's chin.
This time Mu Fei did not resist, but turned his head slightly.
The opponent's claws directly grabbed his left arm, and a severe tearing pain came from the injured arm.
Mu Fei gritted his teeth, without flinching, and stabbed Ponytail's throat with his right hand with all his strength.
The soft muscles of the neck were unstoppable in front of the sharp blade.
Only a soft pop was heard as the dagger penetrated from below, passed through the throat, and penetrated into the ponytailed head.
Withdrawing the dagger, Ponytail covered his bleeding neck with both hands.
His whole body shook a few times, and then he fell limply to the ground.
Mu Fei breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to push the dislocated joint of his left arm back into place.
The entire arm was covered in scars, and every move of a finger felt extremely painful.
He raised his head and glanced at Ye Ge, who was suspended in mid-air.
The owl had been watching their battle there without any intention of helping.
It was completely different from when it was beside Bai Ye.
It seems that creatures like Warcraft really only obey the orders of their master.
Just as Mu Fei was about to ask it to lead the way, another change occurred around him.
The entire space shook slightly, just like a giant creature shaking off the dust from its body.
The surrounding scenery fell like debris and disappeared without a trace.
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The scene changed completely.
Mu Fei, who was supposed to be in the corridor, now found himself in an empty room.
Is it another hallucination?
Could everything just now be an illusion created by that ponytail?
Thinking of this, Mu Fei lowered his head and looked at the ground.
There was no trace of ponytail anywhere on the ground, and the body originally lying at his feet disappeared without a trace.
Mu Fei patted his pocket, wondering if it was Mantou's work, but Mantou had already huddled in his pocket and fell asleep.
Mu Fei couldn't help but admire the steamed bun for being able to fall asleep under such circumstances.
Could it be that everything, including that ponytail, was an illusion?
I had just been fighting an imaginary enemy.
He moved his arm, and the sharp pain reminded him that the injury on his arm was not an illusion.
Mu Fei remembered the formation he had used for special training in the sea of trees.
Although the demons transformed in the formation were all illusory, the injuries caused to him at that time were all real.
Those injuries would disappear only after the formation disappeared.
I don’t know if the situation today is the same as that time.
Just when he thought of this, he heard some subtle sounds in his ears, and Mu Fei immediately became alert.
Since Ponytail is just an illusory enemy, it means the real enemy is still nearby.
Mu Fei quietly walked towards the place where the sound came from.
He was currently in a rectangular, empty room with a wooden door at each end of the room.
The windows on both sides were completely dark, and it was hard to see why.
The sound came from behind a wooden door.
Mu Fei quietly opened the wooden door and rushed in.
The sight in front of him shocked him.
I saw a thin man huddled in the corner with his head in his hands.
When Mu Fei broke in, he screamed and trembled constantly.
Mu Fei's eyes widened in surprise.
What is this?
Mu Fei frowned in confusion.
The man in front of him was thin and small, looking like a stunted child, but his head was very large, making his whole body look very uncoordinated and out of proportion.
After thinking for a while, Mu Fei realized that this guy was actually a dwarf.
Such aliens also exist among demons Just as he was thinking about it, the dwarf suddenly jumped up, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the surrounding scenery began to change.
Damn it, this guy is the one who caused those hallucinations just now.
Mu Fei was a little unbelievable that this humble-looking and extremely weak demon in front of him could actually control such a terrifying and real double illusion.
It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, no, demons cannot be judged by their appearance.
But now was not the time for him to feel confused.
Seeing the surrounding scene changing little by little, Mu Fei knew that he had to stop this guy immediately, otherwise he would fall into the opponent's illusion again.
Thinking of this, Mu Fei immediately stepped forward, with a cold light flashing from the dagger in his hand, and cut off the demon's head without saying a word.
The huge head rolled off the thin body, and scarlet blood spurted out like a fountain.
The surrounding scenery stopped changing and returned to its original appearance.
Although the demon in front of him has evolved to B level, his own strength is quite weak.
I think he puts all his energy on the ability of illusion.
Fortunately, this guy takes time to cast his ability, otherwise it will be more difficult to deal with.
It turns out that there are still such types of demons.
Mu Fei couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This was the first time he had seen such a type with abnormal abilities.
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We must be more careful in future battles.
Feeling that there was a corpse to eat, the steamed bun jumped out of Mu Fei's pocket and opened his mouth happily.
This little guy understood very well.
When the ponytail fell to the ground just now, it didn't move at all.
Mu Fei looked at the steamed buns on the ground and sighed
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