Qiao Ye did not move. His upper and lower body were locked by the opponent. It seemed that he had no chance to move at all. It seemed that he could only take the knife forcefully.
However, Qiao Ye was smiling.
"With just such a little trick, you're going to lock me up?" Qiao Ye said, "Two people are not enough!"
boom!
Qiao Ye suddenly raised his foot, which was so powerful that it made the other party stare. The Tianling man holding Qiao Ye's legs was actually carried directly into the air by Qiao Ye's kick.
However, that man was determined and gritted his teeth to hold on without letting go, but...
boom!
Qiao Ye stamped his foot and slammed it back to the ground. This time, he had to let go. The severe pain made it impossible for him to exert any force. In just a moment, Qiao Ye pulled his leg out.
At the same time, the Tianling man behind Qiao Ye was also using force to strangle Qiao Ye's neck, and then...
puff!
Qiao Ye pulled out the thin sword from the green umbrella and stabbed backward with her backhand, directly piercing the opponent's abdomen. Before the opponent could react or even have time to make a sound because of the pain, Qiao Ye violently broke away.
The opponent's arm and the thin sword in his hand swept towards the opponent's throat.
puff!
The second sound of flesh and blood tearing appeared, and a piece of blood spattered out. Qiao Ye blocked the umbrella forward, and a bright red stained the Tsing Yi umbrella.
"You defeated a spiritual monk at the fifth level of the spiritual realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 5200 points."
Qiao Ye turned around and looked at Lin Gong and said: "Two people just want to lock me up, it's really not enough!"
"Asshole!" Lin Gong said angrily: "Look at the knife!"
Lin Palace really came here specifically for Qiao Ye. After Qiao Ye joined the patrol, he killed too many people in a short period of time, which made people in the spiritual realm feel threatened. Therefore, killing Qiao Ye was
Lin Gong’s mission this time.
But he didn't expect that his plan would be of no use at all. One of them would die first when they met.
Bang!
Watching the blade fall, Qiao Ye casually swiped the rapier forward, colliding with the scimitar in the opponent's hand, making a crisp chirp, and directly forced Lin Gong back.
Lin Gong glanced at his right hand. It was just a blow. His wrist was trembling slightly. The opponent's power was really terrifying.
Lin Gong looked at another Tianlingren and said: "Liang Qi, do it!"
The Heavenly Spirit man named Liang Qi had just recovered from the previous kick by Qiao Ye. After getting up from the ground, he nodded immediately, and then the Heavenly Spirit pattern on his forehead shone brightly.
"Episode!" Liang Qi shouted: "Phantom clone!"
The next moment, the bodies of Liang Qi and Lin Gong seemed to be divided, and they began to multiply. In the blink of an eye, five identical Liang Qi and five identical Lin Gong appeared in front of Qiao Ye.
"Is it really an illusion? What Night Crow caught before was just bait!"
There are many types of illusions, the most common of which are two. The first is illusion, which can create an almost real scene, but has no lethality and mainly traps people.
The second type is what Qiao Ye sees now, ten enemies. Qiao Ye knows very well that only two of them are real people, because no martial spirit can really turn two people into ten. The spirit of the Tianling Man
, in fact, they are similar to Wuhun. They have the same origin, but the cultivation method is different. Therefore, Wuhun cannot do it, and Qiao Ye believes that the other party's spirit can't do it either.
This kind of illusion is not about trapping people, it is mainly about confusing people. If you can't tell which ones are false phantoms and which ones are real enemies, it will be difficult to carry out accurate attacks.
"But, is it really useful?" Qiao Ye laughed and said, "Whether it's true or false..."
boom!
Qiao Ye suddenly stepped on the ground, and rushed forward. The thin sword in his hand stabbed forward continuously, and then passed by a Lin Gong.
The Lin Gong's body had sword holes one after another, but there was no blood. It was obviously a fake. Then, it turned into a halo and dissipated.
Qiao Ye swung his sword and said: "Kill them all anyway, there will always be truth!"
At the same time, the surrounding Lin Gong and Liang Qi jumped up at the same time and attacked Qiao Ye from all directions, roaring together!
Qiao Ye felt her ears hurt. Nine people roared at the same time. It was too harsh and made people feel noisy.
But at this moment, Qiao Ye suddenly thought of something, and his figure flashed and jumped to the side.
Boom!
The next moment, the attack came, and the place where Qiao Ye was standing was completely shattered, and countless mud and rocks splashed around.
Qiao Ye looked at the ground, grinned and said, "Interesting!"
Pure phantoms should not attack. Since they are false, how can they attack?
However, the phantom split by the opponent actually seems to have substance and can actually attack!
Seeing the opponent rushing towards him again, Qiao Ye didn't waste any time and directly threw the green umbrella forward. The green umbrella kept spinning, the edges of the umbrella surface were extremely sharp, and kept spinning, drawing circles around Qiao Ye, tightly.
Then, the two phantom heads flew up and their bodies fell to the ground, turning into halos and dissipating.
"Even if the phantom can attack..." Qiao Ye said: "But there is a huge gap in strength between the phantom and the main body, and they are vulnerable!"
This is a matter of course. If you can really split into ten identical selves, you will be simply invincible. At least with the same level of cultivation, who can beat it? Therefore, the phantom's strength is actually not that great.
It's just about being able to attack.
"Then..." Qiao Ye raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "If you want to give a fatal blow, you still have to do it yourself!"
As Qiao Ye spoke, she turned her arms upside down and carried the green umbrella behind her back.
Bang!
The crisp sound of chirping sounded, and Lin Gong appeared behind Qiao Ye. He wanted to slash Qiao Ye with the scimitar in his hand, but was stopped by the Qing Yi Umbrella.
The next moment, Qiao Ye twisted her body violently, and the thin sword in her left hand pierced Lin Gong's throat!
Qiao Ye said: "Is it true this time?"
Blood gushed out from Lin Gong's throat, flowing down the rapier and dripping onto the ground. His body kept retreating until he hit a big tree, and then he fell softly to the ground.
"You defeated a spiritual monk at the fifth level of the spiritual realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 5200 points."
Along with Lin Gong's death, Lin Gong's phantom clone also disappeared, completely turning into a halo and disappearing without a trace.
Only one left!
Qiao Ye grinned and said: "Your illusion is very powerful, but unfortunately, your illusion is of no use to me."
The next moment, black smoke surged under Qiao Ye's feet, rolling up layer by layer like a wave, rushing around crazily, engulfing everything around him!
"Thank you for coming to give me your head, oh, no..." Qiao Ye smiled and said, "Probably, thank you for coming to kill me!"