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Chapter 2230 The wind in the mirror fantasy

The scene in front of him disappeared in the sudden surprise, and then he suddenly heard the sound of wind coming from behind. When he turned around, he suddenly saw "himself" appearing in human form in the green wind, running towards him.

Boom! The wind souls fought against each other, and the strength of the two was evenly divided. The wind was secretly shocked again. The strong wind swept away the fog in the mirror, completely showing the same scene as the temple barrier. Silio, the Golden Blade Guards except Sanja

Everyone else and the monsters besides Ni were in the mirror, and they looked at him with a glaring look!

Hayate sweated nervously: "Uh, it's not fun anymore." This is a world in a mirror, and everything seen outside the mirror is completely reproduced in the mirror. The wind-breath demon Typhon appeared next to him, and he

The guardian was also pulled into the mirror just now, and behind the 'Blast' on the opposite side, the same wind-breathing demon stood in the sanctuary boundary, appearing in the same posture.

"Those who break into the Buddha's Pagoda will die!" 'Silio' slashed with his long sword, cutting into Hayate's body in an instant, and the rest of the people followed suit with their own unique moves!

In the world outside the mirror, Syrio saw with his own eyes that Hayate was swallowed up by a magic mirror. He was shocked. At this time, the mirror had turned into a mist and floated in the air. He didn't know what happened to Hayate.

"You are the only one left now." After wiping away the blood, Sanjani took a few steps and landed lightly not far in front of Syrio. The light of magic in his hand flashed several times, and all the Templars stopped attacking.

, Tito and Zall followed suit and stopped.

"Huh?" Silio looked confused.

Sanjani waved his hand to stop the Golden Sword Guard, and said to him: "I can see that you are merciful. You are from the Holy Garden, I will not harm you, anything that happens here is the business of our true religion, please don't

Meddling in other people’s business.”

"did you mean"

"As long as you agree to leave, as I said just now, we will escort you out," Sanjani said.

Silio thought for a moment and asked, "Where are the people who came with me?"

"When we catch them all and take them out together, you can wait outside first." Sanjani said very earnestly: "How about it? I just ask you to leave, and I will pretend that nothing happened here."

Silio thought for a moment and asked, "Can we really let them leave safely?"

"Originally they are the ones looking for trouble. I just want the peace of the Pagoda."

"Okay then." Syrio said, "I hope you keep your word."

Sanjani put on a smile and said, "Please go this way, and I will personally take you off the tower."

Silio put away the knife and whistled softly, and Mo Fox, who was hiding in the corner of the room, came flying over. Sanjani walked to the side and asked him to leave again. Just as Silio was about to walk to the door, he smiled brightly.

Sanjani's eyes suddenly revealed murderous intent, and a palm-sized magic weapon appeared in his left hand hanging by his side. He controlled nine templar warriors to launch a surprise attack. A magic seal suddenly appeared in front of his right palm and he shot Syrio in the back.

The golden light shone, the energy swept across, and Tito Wu raised his gun and stabbed towards the center of the Templar siege. All of this happened in a blink of an eye. But what happened next was beyond Sanjani's expectation.

With a violent roar, the knife in Sirio's hand struck in a circle and struck the Templar's golden armor with a bang-bang-bang-bang sound. The heavy gun in Tito's hand was knocked away, and Sanjani's sealing magic was blown away.

It was broken by force. The angry Silio said: "People in the Holy Garden always say that I am not smart enough, but that does not mean that I am stupid. I showed mercy and gave you a chance to survive. It is you who are seeking your own death!"

At this moment, Syrio was no longer merciful in his hands, and the blade swept quickly, splitting open the golden sword guard in front of him, and pierced the iron butt of the spear with the sharp edge.

Tito quickly retreated along the tip of the knife, and reached out to grab the falling heavy gun. The gun was filled with domineering force, and he fought back. The knife and the gun collided instantly, and only five times later, the heavy gun was released again, leaving traces on the barrel of the gun.

Several deep slash marks.

Tito, who was full of flesh, domineering and praised for his strength, now had his arms so numb that they no longer looked like his own. The angry sword kept leaving slash marks on his armor.

Although Sanjani was frightened, he opened the bow with both hands and used magic. One hand used magic to control the ghost-faced phantom shield to attack, and the other hand protected and summoned. The ghost white ghost appeared silently in the summoning array!

The ten golden sword guards moved together in the resonance of the golden armor, and all of them worked together to wave the golden arc and the priest's magic to attack Syrio's back.

Syrio took up a hard defense, Tito was able to breathe, and immediately summoned a guard. A brown monster jumped out from behind him, and it opened its weird mouthparts and pounced on Syrio.

Silio sneered softly, and instantly killed the attacking monster with his simple sharp knife. Only when he landed on the ground did he see that it was a seventh-order Leshi's Hidden Pterus. Unfortunately, this three-meter-sized, square-shaped Leshi's Hidden Winged Insect had not yet been

After exerting his strength, a large cross was opened in his abdomen, and he fell to the ground, struggling to die.

Silio was forced back and injured by the attack of the Golden Blade Guards, and then came Sanjani's magic, the female archer's bow and the templar's siege. When he saw the enemy, he summoned the guardian monster, but the space here is limited.

It's too risky to protect and summon it yourself, so I have to prepare for a battle to unblock it.

Sanjani saw his intention and immediately said: "Unblock it. Unblock it and let me see your strength. Also let your companion Hayate experience your all-out fighting state."

"Huh?" Sirio did not unblock it immediately after hearing this.

Sanjani said while fighting: "You still don't know the power of my domain." He pointed to the magic air ball floating in the air: "It will reproduce everything it sees into the mirror fantasy world.

, there is the mirror reflection of this world, and no matter how much ability and strength you show, it will appear as it is in 'you' in that world."

Syrio frowned. The other party deliberately revealed the power of the domain in order to force him not to unblock it. He understood the other party's intention, but he still felt hesitant.

"Humph, I dare not unblock it." Sanjani used high-level magic to his fullest, with a proud smile on his face: "Not only is it unblocked, but the more powerful the moves you use, the more ferocious 'you' in the mirror will be.

!”

Syrio skillfully avoided the Holy Light Sword Prison composed of four Templars. Seeing his face, he couldn't help but cursed: "You are so damn annoying!"

At the same time, the gust of wind in the mirror illusion was suspended in the air, slowly spreading its wings, and with him as the center, the violent wind ravaged the entire space: "What is fake is still fake after all, no matter how real it is created by magic, it is still fake."

!”

The same magic, the same power, another 'blast' suspended in the air with the same posture, the two storms were in extreme confrontation, and other magic and illusory 'people and beasts' continued to dissipate in the confrontational wind.

"I, Uncle Gale, will be defeated by my illusory image?" The wind around Gale continues to rise, and Typhon has completely integrated with his magic: "You can mirror my magic, and you can obtain the real elements.

Affinity? The wind is me, I am the wind, can the Descendants of the Wind be simulated by a mere mirror image? Even if I can show a power as powerful as mine, I will break the illusion and dominate the blast!"

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