The moment he saw that figure, Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly shrank!
The same clothes, the same face, the same voice, the same manners and habits... Lin Qiye looked at him as if looking into a mirror. No matter what angle he looked at, he couldn't find any difference.
Not only him, but everyone standing behind the second "Lin Qiye" was also stunned.
"What...what's going on?" Zhan Yuwu asked in confusion, "Did he really transform into the exact same person? What a powerful evil spirit!!"
Many soldiers behind Zhan Yuwu also started talking in surprise, their eyes constantly switching between Lin Qiye and "Lin Qiye", their eyes full of shock.
"This is not as simple as evil spirits!" Lin Qiye's expression was extremely serious, "This is part of those red stars... If I guessed correctly, it is the messenger of a certain god of restraint, whether it is strength or weirdness.
The level is beyond comparison with the evil spirits commonly seen!"
Hearing the words "Ke Xishen", Huo Qubing narrowed his eyes slightly and his gaze towards Lin Qiye changed slightly.
He actually knows the term Kexishen?
When Lin Qiye heard this, his mind was in a state of shock. The fake in front of him had directly stolen his lines. Moreover, only he, Huo Qubing, and Wu Quan knew about the matter of Ke Xie Shen.
In one sentence, he directly gained part of Huo Qubing's trust!
Even Wu Quan, who was standing next to Lin Qiye, had confusion in his eyes again, his eyes constantly flowing between Lin Qiye and "Lin Qiye".
"So powerful?" Zhan Yuwu drew out his scimitar, and his spiritual power surged out crazily. As he walked towards Lin Qiye, he said in a cold voice, "Master Hou, I want to see how capable this broken messenger is!"
"Wait a minute!" Yan Zhong grabbed him directly, his eyes flashing, "Since the two Lin Qiye are exactly the same, how do you know that the one standing next to you is not a fake?!"
Zhan Yuwu froze on the spot.
"But, he just called our names directly?"
"Zhan Yuwu, you are the lieutenant of the Marquis. The hypocrite just now is named Yan Zhong, and he is the Marquis' adviser. The two of you have been with the Marquis for several years, and you are also the highest-ranking strangers in this army besides the Marquis."
Lin Qiye directly repeated Zhan Yuwu's words not long ago without any changes.
Zhan Yuwu froze on the spot.
After a moment, he thought carefully and chose to side with Lin Qiye.
"Why did you go there again?!" Yan Zhong said in confusion.
"I believe he is true." Zhan Yuwu said seriously, "He said you are a hypocrite."
Yan Zhong:……
"I once offered seven evil heads and a female prisoner's ram as a generous gift to ask for an audience with the Marquis." "Lin Qiye" was not to be outdone and said.
At this time, even Yan Zhong and others couldn't tell the difference. Their eyes swept over the two of them one after another, their expressions were extremely weird.
Lin Qiye stared at the other "Lin Qiye", his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
This fake seems to know a lot about himself, and even knows that he told Huo Qubing about the concept of defeating gods... How did he do it?
At this moment, Lin Qiye truly felt how Sun Houhou felt back then. A fake whose appearance was exactly the same as his own, and whose memory was even impeccable, wanted to prove that he was the real Lin Qiye. It was not that easy.
So, what was hidden in the fallen red meteor was this "six-eared macaque"?
"Do you have anything else to say?" Lin Qiye said coldly.
Lin Qiye looked into his eyes, sneered, and walked forward slowly.
"What are you going to do?" Zhan Yuwu asked a little warily when he saw Lin Qiye leaving.
"What's fake is fake, and it can never replace me." Lin Qiye clenched his fingers tightly, making a crackling sound, and strong winds spread around him, "I want to see, even if you can imitate my appearance and appearance.
Tone...can you create another Hongmeng spiritual fetus?"
Lin Qiye kicked the ground with his feet, and his body flew across the ground like lightning. He waved out a fist, and a figure turned into a black dot and flew out amidst the roar!
A huge crater was created in the ground in the distance, and the strong wind shook the surrounding soldiers back one after another. Zhan Yuwu blocked the wind with his arms and turned to look at Huo Qubing, as if asking if he wanted to take action.
Huo Qubing looked at the two figures fighting together and shook his head.
Boom boom boom——!!!
Loud noises resounded through the sky like thunder, and in the dust flying all over the sky, two identical figures collided and bounced away at an astonishing speed. Air waves visible to the naked eye lifted up the ground one after another, and the surrounding terrain changed rapidly.
One of the figures punched the other figure's arm, then kicked him in the chest. The latter flew out like a kite with a broken string and landed on a hill!
Lin Qiye snorted coldly, and once again took a step forward to the figure embedded in the mountain. A palm suddenly struck Lin Qiye's neck from the mountain, but Lin Qiye blocked it easily, and the other fist hit Lin Qiye again.
The other person’s chest!
Boom——!!
Amidst the deafening sound of collapse, Lin Qiye stepped on a figure and was directly submerged in the churning rubble.
"Lin Qiye" suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a flash of unwillingness in his eyes. He pulled out the broken sword from his waist with his remaining arm, but it was cut off directly by Lin Qiye's Tiancong Yun Sword that he pulled out instantly!
The smooth sword blade flew dozens of times in the air and was inserted into a mountain. Lin Qiye glanced at the sword blade that was chopped off by him and said calmly:
"It seems that your abilities are not that great. Not only is your physical body inferior to mine, but even the Tian Cong Yun Sword is fake..."
"Fake? You are the fake!" "Lin Qiye" struggled crazily in the pit, eyes widened and shouted at Lin Qiye, "You are a fake made by Cthulhu! You can never replace..."
Before he finished speaking, a second flash of sword light flashed through his head, and his head jumped up and rolled to the front of Huo Qubing and the others.
The fake corpse gradually melted and turned into a strange object with eyeballs, like a willow branch or some kind of tentacle. Lin Qiye glanced at the corpse at his feet and put the Tiancongyun Sword back to his waist.
"I don't understand, there are so many people here, why do you choose me? If you change your goal, maybe you will succeed."
Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze and slowly turned around and walked to Wu Quan and others. The others looked at him with a strange look.
"Are you...really Lin Qiye?" Yan Zhong asked with a frown.
"Of course he is." Wu Quan said firmly, "Brother Qiye cannot lose to his fake. I believe he is real."
Yan Zhong and others turned to look at Huo Qubing. The latter looked at Lin Qiye for a long time, nodded slightly, and said:
"Inform the army to continue their journey...be careful to avoid these phantom smoke and move quickly towards Chang'an."
After receiving Huo Qubing's order, everyone got busy. Lin Qiye rode back on his horse and stood on the mess on the ground. He looked back at the phantom smoke covering several mountain peaks. It seemed that there was no sign of dissipating. His eyes
Squint slightly...
"Brother Qiye, it's time to go." Wu Quan reminded him on horseback from the front.
"Well, here we come."
Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze, followed the army, and continued walking towards Chang'an...