No matter the movements, movement speed, or even the aura emitted, they are exactly the same as the clone.
If Zuo Feng relied solely on his ability, he could only hide it from Hua Xing, Gui Wu and Yu Xiao, but there was absolutely no way to hide it from Yin Yue. But with the combination of the psychedelic formation effect, Zuo Feng was able to hide Yin Yue.
Yue Du concealed it.
In this way, Zuo Feng relied on the cover of the formation clone to quietly bypass Yin Yue from the side and go straight towards the three people behind him. The same was true for the previous clone, while restraining Yin Yue, he kept attacking the three people behind him.
Launch an attack.
The three people who had already eliminated dozens of clones did not pay attention to the eight clones who came at this time. Seeing the six clones approaching, three of them went towards the ghost mist, and two towards the painted form.
Then, three more flew towards Captain Lin.
There is nothing special about this distribution method, because the figure itself is injured, and when there are not enough clones, there is certainly no need to send more clones to deal with him.
Gui Wu, Hua Xing and Captain Lin didn't take this too seriously, but the moment one of the formation clones approached Hua Xing and was about to fight with it, its speed suddenly increased.
This change occurred so suddenly that even the figure directly facing this "clone" was shocked. When the "clone" approached, its speed suddenly increased, and its cultivation level was directly raised to the level of Qi.
The pinnacle of the third level.
In addition to being surprised, Hua Xing did not pay much attention to the young man in front of him, although he now knew that the red-haired young man in front of him was the famous "Yao Zi Zuo Feng" in the Xuanwu Empire.
But no matter how many legends there are, after all, he only has the cultivation level of Naqi stage, and this kind of strength really cannot threaten Huaxing. So although Huaxing was surprised, he didn't take it too seriously.
But when Zuo Feng approached, two phantoms appeared on his hands. A wind-controlling dragon stick about two feet long appeared in the palm of his right hand. In the other palm, a figure suddenly appeared.
A weirdly shaped serrated sword.
Everyone will be extremely surprised when they see these two weapons. Whether it is the wind-controlling dragon stick or the exaggerated and huge war blade that is as big as a door panel, they are definitely weapons that can be opened and closed.
It is indeed a bit difficult to understand how to use these two weapons at the same time to deal with an enemy right in front of you. It even feels like the two weapons may collide with each other before they can attack the enemy.
But Zuo Feng was obviously not prepared to consider this. At the same time as the mist appeared in his hands, a faint gray whirlwind appeared in the coiling dragon stick in his left hand, and the bearer attacked the painting with fierce strength.
At the same time, the huge war blade in the other hand was suddenly wrapped in flames, and the high-temperature war blade also attacked from the other side.
Not to mention dealing with a warrior like Hua Xing, it is not a problem at all to deal with the huge demonic beast and violent bear. Although Hua Xing cannot understand it and has never put Zuofeng in his eyes before, but facing the attacks from both sides
When he picked up the Coiling Dragon Staff and the War Blade, his expression still turned gloomy.
With his knowledge and experience, he has already seen how extraordinary these two weapons are. Even among strong men like him in the nurturing period, not many people have weapons of such quality.
At this moment, Yin Yue's voice suddenly sounded in the distance.
"careful"
The sound came so suddenly that Hua Xing was moved in his heart. What he was thinking was, 'What should I be careful about?'
At the same time as this thought flashed through his mind, the two long swords in his hands were already heading towards the war blade and the dragon-coiling stick. The moment the weapons collided, a huge force was also transmitted. Hua Xing felt his hands,
Both arms and even shoulders felt like they had been hit hard.
'It's such a terrifying power. No wonder Yin Yue told me to be careful and almost suffered a big loss!' Hua Xing thought in surprise. At the same time, he didn't understand why he was actually fighting head-on with the strength of his body and aura.
He almost got injured.
But just when he was thinking about this, there was a loud sound of gold and iron clashing behind him and above his head. Without looking back, he already knew the shape of the painting. It was the flexible wind-controlling dragon stick, which was moved by his own.
After stopping the long sword, it bent and hit the huge war blade.
When he heard that voice, Hua Xing secretly laughed in his heart, laughing at the young man who didn't know how to use it and still insisted on using these two weapons indiscriminately.
But just as he was laughing secretly in his heart, sharp waves of fire were already shooting out. The reason why he uses "sharp" to describe those fire waves is because they are obviously burning flames, but they have a sword-like edge.
The meaning of sharpness.
Only Zuo Feng clearly knows that the wind-controlling dragon stick can control flames to an extreme. And the war blade can also fully exert the effects of single-attribute aura, so that the two attributes of wind and fire can be used.
Combine this.
During the attack, Zuo Feng indeed used all his strength, but the spiritual energy was held back and not released. In the end, the two weapons collided and attacked the painting at the same time.
When the fire and wind combined and attacked the painting, no one noticed a sinister smile flashing across Zuo Feng's face. Seeing the sharp flames, they kept cutting the body of the painting, even though it was left behind
There were many wounds, but they were all just superficial injuries. Zuo Feng still had a faint smile on his face.
The sharp flames shot out, not only making the painting extremely embarrassing, but also making the area where the two people were fighting become extremely chaotic. All the people around them saw were chaotic flames flying everywhere.
Just at this time, Yin Yue in the distance spoke again, the same two words even more urgently than before.
"careful"
When these two words came out, Hua Xing was filled with confusion, but he understood the next moment.
My back seemed to be lightly hit by something. A very special feeling came from my back. A cool hard object seemed to hit my back, causing a slight pain.
If we were to use a painting to describe it, this feeling of pain could not even compare to the pain caused by those sharp flames cutting into the flesh just now.
But he knew that he was "finished" because he knew that the hard object on his back had penetrated into his body and accurately captured the location of his heart.
Before coming to Kuocheng, Hua Xing had countless fantasies, and the first thing that came to fruition was that he successfully became the head of the painter's family. Both Hua Yuluo and Hua Su gave their full support, which made him full of fantasies about the future.
But at this moment, he knew that those original thoughts were shattered and disillusioned like bubbles. All ambitions and dreams disappeared completely as the hard and cold object behind him slowly rotated.
Only Yin Yue was present and felt something was wrong. When he first reminded him, he wanted to remind Hua Xing to beware of another clone. However, when Hua Xing took action to block the wind-controlling dragon stick and the huge war blade, he was already ruthless
One of his feet stepped on another clone.
However, he didn't know how fast Zuo Feng could condense the clones, especially the closer the condensed clones were to Zuo Feng, the faster the speed would become.
When Zuo Feng condensed the clone, only Yin Yue except Zuo Feng could notice it, but he reminded him too late. The clone was holding a black short blade in his hand, and the entire short blade was completely submerged.
In the body of the painting.
Yin Yue in the distance stared at the black short blade with burning eyes. He actually didn't care about the black short blade. What he cared about was the way the black short blade appeared.
Because he could feel that the short blade was never taken out from the storage crystal, because the items taken out of the storage crystal would only appear next to the storage crystal. Just like the crystal storage ring carried by Zuo Feng in his right hand, taking out the imperial crystal
When the wind coils the dragon stick, it can only be held in the right hand and cannot be placed in the left hand.
However, a black short blade appeared out of thin air in the hand of the re-condensed formation clone. It was definitely not the item taken out of the storage crystal.
Yin Yue's eyes in the distance slowly turned to Zuo Feng, and because of the excitement, a touch of excited ruddy color appeared on his originally pale face.
Licking his lips greedily, his eyes began to search around Zuo Feng's body, completely ignoring the crystal storage ring on his finger.
'Sure enough, I still can't hide it from this old guy. He has telekinesis, so he should have noticed the short blade I took out with the nanocrystal, and it seems that he still has a certain understanding of the nanocrystal.'
Looking at Yin Yue's greedy eyes, Zuo Feng thought helplessly that this was the only tactic he could think of just now. The only flaw was that it might be discovered by Yin Yue. Zuo Feng began to estimate that Yin Yue didn't know about Najing. Now
It seems that I still underestimated Yin Yue's knowledge.
"Hey, kid, no matter how many secrets you have, they all belong to me from today on." With a cold smile, Yin Yue destroyed the clones entangled around him in a very arrogant way, and rushed towards Zuo Feng.
His pupils shrank slightly, Zuo Feng flew back quickly while quickly forming a formation clone in front of him. However, facing Yin Yue, who was already extremely excited, he could not stop him for a moment.
Just when more than a dozen clones were destroyed by the opponent, Zuo Feng desperately gathered five clones again, and the surrounding fog began to slowly dissipate. Whether it was the few people in the air or the remaining ghost painter warriors below
, all vaguely saw the formation barrier, and the psychedelic formation could no longer confuse the people in the formation.
At this time, Zuo Feng had tried his best and had no choice but to disable the formation and let the Su Wang family's warriors come out to deal with it.
Thinking helplessly in his heart, Zuo Feng also rushed towards the formation barrier at full speed, and at the same time raised his hand to prepare to lift the formation.
But at this moment, a faint wave came from his arms. Feeling that wave, Zuo Feng's heart beat wildly, but he remained calm on the surface.
The fluctuation was the signal from the sound transmission stone, and the reason why it was weak meant that the person sending the message had just entered the range where communication was possible. But this was already the best news for Zuo Feng.
"It's better to be late than never. You two guys have finally remembered my life and death!" Zuo Feng did not speak, but used mental waves to transmit the message through the sound transmission stone.
