Seeing the war god of their own dynasty once again blooming with more tyrannical power, the morale of the soldiers of the West Asia Dynasty finally improved, and they began to cheer for the undefeated war god in their hearts.
Although they are extremely looking forward to the dynasty's God of War achieving impressive results, the reality is always cruel...
Looking at the Xihuang opposite, who was wrapped in a deep blue fighting spirit, Liu Feng breathed out softly, slowly closed his eyes, and after a moment, he opened them suddenly... His dark pupils were full of indifference, and the "lock" in his hand
"Dragon" waved randomly, bringing up a few shallow traces of space, which gradually dissipated...
"Let's solve it as soon as possible..." Liu Feng glanced at the arrogant Xihuang and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"Mirror image clone..."
A faint figure in white clothes quietly appeared beside Liu Feng in the void...
"Mirror image?" Seeing clearly the face of the white shadow and Liu Feng, Xihuang was stunned and smiled disdainfully: "You have the nerve to show off such a thing?"
Liu Feng raised his eyes slightly, ignoring the Western Emperor's commotion, and focused his gaze on the summoned mirror image.
Looking at the "Dragon Lock" scabbard that was also held in the mirror image's hand, Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction. The magic weapon was indeed extraordinary. Even the clones could be equipped with one, which just saved him the trouble of returning it.
The trouble of finding weapons for the mirror image...
"Whether it's embarrassing or not, you'll know after you try it." Liu Feng patted Jingxiang's shoulder, turned around and said with a smile.
"Hmph." Xihuang snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense, kicked his feet in the void, turned into a blue light, and quickly attacked Liu Feng.
Looking at the ferocious Xihuang, Liu Feng waved his hand indifferently, and the huge energy shot through the air. He hit the light with a fierce false strike...
"boom."
A crisp muffled sound sounded in the void, and the Emperor Xi was forced to take a step back by the force. The fierce momentum just now was shattered into pieces. He sharpened his sharp teeth viciously and made an extremely harsh sound.
There was a strange sound, and the two pitch-black spikes in his hands spit out two rays of dark blue fighting spirit... After the fighting spirit passed through the golden patterns surrounding the two weird spikes, it gradually took on a spiral special effect...
Looking at the fighting spirit that had increased in power due to the extremely high-speed rotation, Liu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and said secretly: "This guy's transformation is not a useless skill. Not only has his strength increased a lot, but also
, this weapon seems quite weird."
"Jie Jie." Feeling the tyrannical power contained in the two spirals of fighting spirit in his hand, the Western Emperor smiled proudly and looked at the young man in white shirt opposite him with cold eyes. His arm shook slightly, and the force on his right hand
The spiral fighting spirit shot out fiercely towards Liu Feng...
The spiral fighting spirit made a whining sound as it broke through the air. Wherever it passed, the void was shattered into pieces, slowly falling and dissipating.
Looking at the majestic spiral fighting spirit, Liu Feng's hand holding the "Long Lock" tightened slightly, and the spiritual energy poured in. The tip of the sword trembled, and the silver-white sword that was more than ten feet long appeared. He held the sword with both hands.
, with a low shout, he waved the "Long Lock" and slashed down at the spiral fighting spirit...
"boom."
Due to the collision of energy in the void, the two energies made a loud noise and then gradually turned into energy between heaven and earth and dispersed.
Seeing that the attack was in vain, Xihuang snorted in dissatisfaction and was about to rush into the battle. Behind him, a cold and cold energy made the pores on his body suddenly shrink...
Without any hesitation in his heart, the weird jet-black spikes quickly shot out surging fighting energy, crossing each other behind him.
"Ding Dang."
The sound of steel clashing sounded in the void again, but this time no broken weapons fell.
The tip of his toe stepped quickly in the void. Only then did the Xihuang dissipate the momentum, and he looked at the man in white who had also stepped back dozens of steps. After a while, his small pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted in shock: "You are that person just now?"
A "mirror image"? How could a mirror image possess such powerful attack capabilities?"
"Go to the God of Death and ask." A faint chuckle suddenly sounded in my ears. Along with the chuckle came the piercing energy that represented death.
The low laughter and cold energy coming from his ears made Xihuang's face change suddenly. After he felt that the energy was locked on the vital part of his back, his expression became even more ugly...
After all, Xihuang is worthy of being a strong man of the holy level. Faced with such a crisis, although he felt horrified in his heart, he did not lose his sense of place. He waved his palms towards the void quickly and shouted coldly: "The space is solidified."
The favorite skill of the saint-level powerhouse once again brought space ripples, completely locking the void in front of Xihuang.
Although the space was solidified and Liu Feng was only locked for an instant, this time was enough for Xihuang to escape from his attack range...
Breaking away from the frozen space, looking at Xihuang who was already dozens of meters away, Liu Feng curled his lips and raised his middle finger towards him...
Although he didn't know what this action meant, looking at the expression on Liu Feng's face, Xihuang knew that this action definitely didn't mean anything good...
Swallowing dryly, Xihuang looked at the two identical figures in horror, his heart rolling with horror... What on earth is this? Is this a fucking mirror image? It actually has an attack that is no less than the original body.
Strength? If you calculate it this way, wouldn't you have to face two saints who are no less than yourself?
"I'm afraid today is going to be bad." This was the premonition in Xihuang's heart, but soon after, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes swept somewhere in the void. There, there were two strong men of the holy and heavenly level.
fighting……
"As long as the thing of the Western Emperor can succeed, the old guy Poseidon will definitely be defeated. When the time comes... I will join forces with the Western Emperor and we will definitely be able to kill this kid. Now, let's delay the time..." The Western Emperor
A cold flash flashed through those slender shark eyes, and the thoughts scattered in the void firmly locked Liu Feng with the mirror image...
He twisted his head slightly, and there was a crisp "thunderbolt" sound due to the collision between the bones. Liu Feng tilted his head comfortably, aware of the thought that locked him, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked into the distance.
The Western Emperor, who had a wary look on his face, curled his lips in disdain, swayed slightly, and disappeared into the void directly under the attention of countless eyes...
Seeing Liu Feng disappear, Xihuang's expression changed, and his thoughts scattered in the void were scanned rapidly and intensively... After a moment, Xihuang was shocked to find that Liu Feng's breath seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, disappearing without a trace.
trace……
"Where did this kid come from? There are so many weird skills, you bastard." Xihuang cursed in a low voice, holding the dark spike tightly, fighting spirit surged out of his body and gradually became a substance.
solidified on the surface of its body.
In the void, only the mirror image was still facing Xihuang, but the real Liu Feng had mysteriously disappeared.
Xihuang's eyes scanned the void beside him vigilantly. He knew that Liu Feng definitely did not disappear out of thin air, but was hiding in a corner beside him, like a poisonous snake in the night, waiting for the best time to take action.
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The palm of Xihuang's hand holding the weapon had begun to become a little slippery, and the speed of his heartbeat had gradually become faster unknowingly.
Just as the Western Emperor was patrolling vigilantly, the mirror image on the opposite side suddenly moved. A long and substantial silver-white sword sword erupted from the scabbard of the "Suolong" sword.
In the meantime, it has appeared within the attack range of the Western Emperor...
Looking at the mirror image getting closer and closer, Xihuang gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Asshole, this damn thing is really troublesome."
Feeling the huge energy brewing in the mirror weapon, Xihuang did not dare to neglect. On the dark spikes, spiral fighting energy spurted out. He no longer cared about Liu Feng who was hiding in the dark, and raised his body to meet him...
When the spiral fighting spirit melted away the sword gang, Xihuang suddenly felt his heart tense. The tyrannical fighting spirit surged out from his body, and the huge sky-shattering fighting spirit directly shook the three-foot space around him to collapse.
On top of the thorn, fighting spirit surged out.
The jet-black spikes once again slashed together with the "Dragon Lock" scabbard.
"boom."
The turbulent and tyrannical energy swept out of the void, shaking the space into a pitch-black hole with a radius of more than three meters...
"Damn, even the mirror image knows that thing that suddenly doubles the power? What the hell is this?" Feeling the slightly numb arm, Xihuang cursed anxiously in his heart, if he hadn't been the same just now
If the energy is suddenly added, I'm afraid I'll have to eat turtles again...
Looking at the mirror image flying upside down, Xihuang laughed ferociously, opened his huge mouth suddenly, and a tooth shining with green light suddenly fell off, flickering in the void, leaving a thin trace in space.
With the speed of thunder, he penetrated hard into the body of the mirror image with a cold face...
"boom."
After being hit by the sharp teeth, the mirror image trembled slightly, then turned into a faint energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Haha, although it has powerful energy, the mirror image is still a mirror image. Once it is attacked, it has to dissipate..." Seeing the mirror image that dissipated after being hit by the teeth, Xihuang was slightly stunned.
He was stunned for a moment, then he realized it and laughed proudly.
"Then just accompany it... and let it dissipate together." A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by a chilly energy that made the Western Emperor extremely frightened...