Wei Zong was caught off guard and was split in half from the waist.
But with such a serious injury, Wei Zong seemed to have no feeling. He still remained standing and stared at Su Bei coldly.
Wei Zong's upper and lower bodies were completely separated, and there was a huge gap in his waist. But strangely, no blood flowed out from where Wei Zong's waist was cut. The injured area was covered by a gray film, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
status.
"With such a serious injury, it's impossible for you to be fine at all, so don't hold on!"
Su Bei looked at Wei Zong in front of him and said coldly.
"I wasn't injured in the first place, so why should I insist on it?"
Wei Zong sneered, and the broken parts of his upper and lower bodies quickly grew fleshy buds, entangled with each other, and soon he recovered as before.
"This is impossible!"
Su Bei's pupils shrank sharply, and the scene in front of him continued to impact his world view.
"Nothing is impossible. If you don't believe me, why don't you try attacking me again?"
Wei Zong hooked his hand at Su Bei, then opened his arms, signaling for him to attack, but he would not resist at all.
Wei Zong's arrogance made the veins on Su Bei's forehead throb. He firmly grasped Mo Yuan in his hand, pointed at Wei Zong, and shouted: "Since you are seeking death, you can't blame me!"
"die!"
After roaring wildly, Su Bei swung Mo Yuan in an arc, and blasted towards Wei Zong's front door with unparalleled ferocity. Before the sword could reach him, the terrifying spiritual pressure struck first. The violent air flow caused ripples,
The ground beneath Wei Zong was smashed into pieces.
However, when Mo Yuan was an inch away from Wei Zong's forehead, he could no longer chop. The turbulent wind pressure blew in front of Wei Zong, but it was like a breeze blowing on his face, only messing up his hair.
Su Bei stared at Wei Zong in front of him, with veins popping out on his neck. He held the long knife tightly in his hand and tried to press it down with all his strength. However, Mo Yuan seemed to be frozen. No matter how he tried
No matter how hard I try, it won't move.
"Ah!"
Wei Zong looked at the tip of the knife in front of him, stretched out a finger, flicked it, and tapped Mo Yuan's side.
clang!!
Centered on Wei Zong's knocking point, ripples spread out. The ripples affected Su Bei, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards. Even Mo Yuan could not hold him.
As for Mo Yuan, he was hovering in mid-air, trembling uncontrollably under Wei Zong's blow, as if he was mourning.
Then, cracks spread along the points where Wei Zong struck, and then spread to Mo Yuan's entire knife. Finally, with a crisp sound, Mo Yuan turned into pieces.
"this……"
Su Bei, who was blown away, got up from the ground in embarrassment, staring blankly at the Mo Yuan fragments on the ground, speechless for a moment.
When he saw Wei Zong slowly walking towards him, he knew that he was not his opponent. His face suddenly changed, and he immediately fell to his knees, clasped his hands together, and begged: "Sir, Xiao Bei knows that he is wrong, please spare Xiao Bei this time."
Come on! Sir..."
Tears were streaming down his face, and he seemed to really regret what had happened before. However, Wei Zong seemed unmoved, and the long sword in his hand dragged a long spark on the ground.
Seeing that Wei Zong was not eating enough, cold sweat appeared on Su Bei's forehead. Suddenly, he thought of something and said loudly: "Sir, have you forgotten Xiaoyun? I know you like Xiaoyun, and you can't bear to see Xiaoyun.
Xiaoyun will be sad if he loses his only brother, right? If you kill me, Xiaoyun will be sad..."
"Stop pretending!"
Wei Zong had already arrived in front of Su Bei. He looked down at the figure kneeling on the ground and said coldly.
"I..." Su Bei had an unknown look on his face, a little confused, as if he didn't understand what Wei Zong meant. Then, he saw that the space he was in was a little unstable, and cracks in the space were spreading.
"That's it..."
Only then did Su Bei put away the pleading look on his face, as if he had become a different person. Ignoring the depressive feeling Wei Zong brought to him, he calmly stood up.
"It turns out you already knew this. No wonder Mo Yuan can't hurt you..."
"It's nothingness, how could it hurt me?"
Wei Zong shouted coldly and continued: "But this illusion is indeed good. Compared with the previous one, it has made a qualitative leap. It is enough to be fake and real. Even I was deceived at the beginning."
"That's because the person who controlled me blew up all the power of the illusion to create such a perfect illusion. But in contrast, because the Thousand Illusion Pictures were exploded, I also lost the ability to control the illusion.
"At this moment, Su Bei's face was calm, as if Wei Zong across from him was not an enemy, but an old friend.
After explaining a few words, Su Bei changed his tone and continued to ask, "Such a perfect illusion, and the time is stuck at the moment when you thought you came to the real world. It is impossible for you to realize that this is an illusion. I am a little curious. What are you doing?"
How did you spot the flaw?"
"I really didn't see the flaw in the beginning, so I really tried my best to kill the Liao family members. If I had known the circumstances at that time, I could have wiped them out with just a snap of my fingers."
"Yes, all my power is used to create the reality of the environment, but I have no control over it. If you know that this is an illusion, you can do whatever you want, which is why I can't beat you. Since
If you didn't see it at first, how did you discover the truth later? I guess you discovered the flaw before I swung the knife at you!"
"Yes, the moment I saw you, I realized that none of this was true. Your transformation into Su Bei was the only failure in this."
"Isn't this supposed to be the case?" Su Bei was a little confused. "The illusion of Qian Huan Tu is based on your memory. The more familiar you are with Su Bei, the more realistic the illusion will be. There should be no flaws."
come!"
He was a little puzzled.
"That's the problem."
Wei Zong pointed at his head.
"memory!"
He continued: "Although I don't know what level of spiritual weapon you are, it cannot exceed the earth level at most. My memory is not something you can touch at will. You can only create the Xuanyun Sect from the previous illusions.
, because the memories of mine you came into contact with started from the Xuanyun Sect. As for the memories before the Xuanyun Sect, they are taboo, you cannot touch them, and you dare not touch them!"
"Can't touch?" Su Bei's face turned stern, "Who are you?"
Without any intention of answering his question, Wei Zong thought to himself: "So, here comes the question. The exercises Su Bei used were improved by me based on my previous memories, and you can't touch my previous memories, so
You were also vague about this technique. So you had to end the sacrifice to Mo Yuan the moment I appeared to prevent me from seeing the flaws. But my perception is so sharp. I can feel the fluctuation of spiritual power slightly and I will know.
You are not Su Bei."
"It turns out that the problem lies here. I felt something was wrong before. Why can't the skills be restored? It turns out that this is the reason."
Su Bei smiled bitterly. It was not that he was not good, but that the other party was too strong and too mysterious.