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5682. Chapter 5682 Channel battle 8

After retreating more than ten meters, Leng Xuan looked at Xiucheng who was walking forward slowly, and he suddenly had a realization in his heart. It seemed that the control range of the two iron balls was also limited, otherwise, Xiucheng would not have to follow him.

The two iron balls moved forward together. Thinking of this, he smiled secretly and continued to retreat. Soon, Xiucheng had moved to the deep pit just now. "Are you just going to run away?" Hearing Xiucheng

After those cold words, Leng Xuan stopped and said in a calm tone: "Next, it's your turn to try my methods." As his words fell, a golden light suddenly emerged from there.

A sudden surge of water burst out of the pit. This sudden change immediately caused Xiucheng's expression to change. Before he could react, a radiant golden staff had already swept towards his waist.

But hearing a loud bang, under the fierce force, Xiucheng's body was immediately knocked out. At the same time, in the deep pit, a man jumped out, it was Leng Er.

. Standing up slowly from the ground, Xiucheng wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, looked coldly at Leng Er who appeared, narrowed his eyes and said: "Spirit puppet?" Leng Xuan raised his lips and said: "I can't tell, you still have some

Insight." Just now, when he moved to the deep pit, he called Leng Er out while Xiucheng was not paying attention, and hid in the deep pit, then waited for Xiucheng to approach. Fortunately, he was lucky.

, Xiucheng focused all his attention on him, otherwise, it would not be so easy for him to succeed. "Very good, although you are young, I have to admit that you do have some ability." Xiucheng Leng

He said coldly: "Next, I'll let you see my true strength."

As Xiucheng's words fell, Leng Xuan was shocked to find that Xiucheng's body began to gradually become transparent, like a mirror image formed by water waves, which seemed very unreal. Faced with the strange changes in cultivation, Leng Xuan immediately put his guard up and watched carefully.

Xiucheng, just in case he did anything. However, at this moment, Xiucheng, whose body was twisted like a mirror image, suddenly disappeared. Seeing this, Leng Xuan quickly turned his eyes and looked around. However, a few seconds passed.

, he also found no trace of cultivation, and could not even feel a breath. "What kind of skill is this?" Leng Xuan was surprised in his heart, and did not dare to be careless. He immediately called Leng Er to his side, and the two of them carried it on their backs.

They stood facing each other to prevent being attacked by the opponent. After this continued for more than ten seconds, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from the top of Leng Xuan's head. At that moment, he raised his head, his eyes looked up, and he saw a cultivated hand pointing a sword.

, and struck straight towards his Tianling Cap. Upon seeing this, his mind moved, and he and Leng Er flew to both sides at the same time, avoiding each other's attack. However, as soon as they moved away, a sharp cold light carried a powerful

The momentum suddenly struck from the side.

When Leng Xuan reacted, the beam of cold light was already close, and there was no way to retreat. But after hearing two loud bangs, not only Leng Xuan, but Leng Er not far away was also knocked away at the same time.

He fell out and fell heavily to the ground. Feeling the severe pain from his body, Leng Xuan gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked forward. Suddenly, he saw two Xiucheng standing in a row with their hands behind their backs.

Staring at him and Leng Er with cold eyes. "Is this... a clone technique?"

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