Qiao Ye looked around. There were thirteen people in total. After one person died, there were twelve left!
Qiao Ye didn't want to stay too long with these guys. Watching them approaching her again, she suddenly closed her eyes and then opened them again.
Almost instantly, the aura on Qiao Ye's body changed suddenly!
Countless spiritual charms appeared behind Qiao Ye, flowing, outlining, and quickly forming a spiritual diagram of ten thousand arts!
The next moment, Qiao Ye stretched out her hand and touched the front, and a ray of light appeared in front of Qiao Ye.
The spiritual map of ten thousand dharma, the mirror of all things!
Jinghua Wanxiang (domain ability): A mirror shines on the nine states, and all the phenomena are in it. One side is Qian, one side is Kun, one side is Yin, and the other side is Yang. It is just a mirror that shines on the world.
Almost instantly, a white light appeared around Qiao Ye, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings, like floating ripples, forming a circle.
The area and domain that the light passed through were divided immediately, and then...
In the white light, mirrors suddenly appeared!
Those mirrors are made of crystal, and each side is irregular. There are about a dozen of them, some standing on the ground, some floating in mid-air, some straight, and some tilted. of.
Qiao Ye curled her lips, and the other party surrounded her, and then...
He surrounded the opponent!
Qiao Ye stood still, two rays of sword light suddenly flashed past and came to Qiao Ye, but Qiao Ye had no intention of dodging and let the two sword lights hit her.
Then……
There was a crash!
The next moment, Qiao Ye's body was shattered into pieces like smashed glass.
Those two sword lights hit Qiao Ye instead, but a crystal mirror!
As the mirrors scattered, sword lights suddenly shot out from the mirror, densely packed, with as many sword lights as there were broken mirrors, moving crazily around.
The two men in linen clothes standing at the front suddenly widened their eyes. Blood holes appeared on their throats, and bright red blood continued to flow from the wounds.
Thump, thump!
The next moment, the two linen-clothed men fell to the ground, and their bodies quickly disappeared without a trace like illusory bubbles.
The other men in linen retreated around, but at this moment...
Qiao Ye's figure suddenly appeared in a long mirror.
Qiao Ye suddenly stretched out her hand and strangled one person's neck. Before the other person could react, a wisp of black smoke condensed in Qiao Ye's palm, turned into a small knife, and stabbed directly into the temple of the man in linen clothes.
"It's just you, and you're an assassin?
The method of assassination is not good, it’s just a matter of attacking in groups!”
Qiao Ye's voice sounded, but it came from all directions.
Qiao Ye's figure appeared in the surrounding mirrors at the same time. Each one seemed to be reflected in the mirror, but everyone knew that one of the figures must be Qiao Ye's true self.
The men in linen clothes kept looking around, vigilant, searching, trying to find Qiao Ye's true form.
Then……
puff!
The sound of flesh being torn apart suddenly sounded.
A man in linen clothes widened his eyes, and a large amount of blood spread from his back. Then he fell to the ground, gradually losing his life, and his body gradually disappeared.
"over there!"
Someone shouted loudly, then moved in the direction of the corpse and swept it out with a sword.
Wow!
After that sword strike, Qiao Ye's figure disappeared again, and what was shattered by the sword was a mirror again.
Those men in sackcloth were smart and jumped back the moment the mirror shattered.
However, in the broken mirror, the imaginary attack did not appear, and then...
The faces of the linen-clothed men suddenly showed signs of surprise.
Because, they suddenly discovered that as they retreated, they were surrounded by dense mirrors, and those mirrors were actually movable.
at the same time……
Qiao Ye appeared on the periphery of the mirror, smiled ferociously, and slapped a piece of mirror with a fierce palm.
Zhila!
A stream of electricity appeared from Qiao Ye's palm, directly into the mirror.
The next moment, electric current began to flow in all the mirrors, flying continuously, and then lasing from the mirrors, constantly crisscrossing and intertwining, like a huge net, covering the men in linen clothes.
.
The screams started incessantly!
After a while, there were no more survivors in front of Qiao Ye, leaving only a pile of charred corpses, which then gradually dissipated.
Qiao Ye let out a long sigh of relief.
Taking it apart, these linens are not very powerful, and their cultivation level is probably at the level of those who have just entered the imperial realm.
The great thing is the close and tacit understanding of the group of thirteen people.
This type of guy is very difficult to deal with. Defeating the strong with the weak is the opponent's specialty. He can also defeat the many with less, which is also the characteristic of the combined attack technique.
Then, Qiao Ye used the most brutal method to prevent the opponent from attacking together.
That is……
I don’t even give you a target, let’s see how you attack together!
No matter how powerful the cooperation is, you still need to have a target to achieve it!
at the same time……
At the teahouse, the storyteller finished a paragraph, picked up the tea bowl, asked the waiter to add water, and took a sip of hot tea to moisten his throat.
A diner shouted: "Sir, please tell me one more thing!"
"Uh-huh!"
Someone booed: "Say something awesome!"
The storyteller smiled, opened the folding fan and said, "Let me tell you one more story, the battle between the Demon Lord Wuyuetian and the Martial Lord Xiao Feng in the Imperial Capital!"
"Speaking of Wu Yuetian and Xiao Feng, although one of them comes from the Demon Realm and the other from the Martial Realm, their parents have a blood feud. Wu Yuetian's parents both died at the hands of Xiao Feng's father, and Xiao Feng wanted to avenge his parents.
Qiu, he once ambushed and killed Wuyuetian’s wife.”
"The hatred between the two became deeper and deeper, and they finally decided to fight to the death in the Imperial City. This battle was supposed to be an evenly matched battle, but no one expected that Demon Lord Wu Yuetian would cultivate his demonic state to the third level.
form……"
…
Qiao Ye crossed the bridge and stood at the street intersection, looking forward, then slowly narrowed her eyes and reached out to touch Xiao Ji's head.
"Xiao Ji!"
Qiao Ye smiled and said, "You go and sit aside for a while, I'll be fine in a minute."
Xiao Ji nodded obediently and then looked forward.
Qiao Ye's eyes crossed the crowd and landed on a man.
The man was dressed in black, and his skin was very fair, a bit sickly fair. It was no longer a normal skin color, but a snow-like eye color.
When Qiao Ye looked at the other party, Qiao Ye knew that the other party was also looking at her.
Although the street was still full of pedestrians, it seemed like there were only two people on this street.