Huan Meixiang glanced at Ye Xuan, with undisguised contempt in her eyes.
"Your name is Pang Xuan, right? I'll give you a chance to admit defeat!" Her expression was as calm as the white clouds in the sky.
"Admit defeat?" Ye Xuan was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled, "Are you, the children of the Imperial Clan, so arrogant that you always make people admit defeat?"
"Huh? In all these years, you are the first foreign disciple who dares to speak to me like this." Huan Meixiang raised her right hand, and a huge seven-colored butterfly appeared behind her.
"Since I gave you the opportunity and you don't know how to cherish it, then I will let you know the terror of our Imperial Clan!"
As Huan Meixiang waved her hand, the colorful butterfly that appeared from her sprayed out a puff of colorful mist.
This colorful mist was extremely fast and rushed towards his face in a flash. Ye Xuan's mind was shocked, but he saw that this Huan Meixiang majored in the Tao of Illusion, and don't forget, he was also a saint of spiritual power.
In the divine palace, huge spiritual power surged, and Ye Xuan's eyes became clear again.
Huan Meixiang, who originally thought she would win easily and step down from the stage, changed her expression.
The countless young men who admired her in the audience were also slightly startled. In the past, other opponents, as long as they were hit by the colorful mist of Huan Meixiang, they would be as stupid as if they were on the battlefield.
Fighting with an enemy invisible to outsiders, he soon collapsed from exhaustion.
But Ye Xuan didn’t?
"I really underestimated you. You made me a little bit more interested." A smile appeared on Huan Meixiang's face for the first time, which made her feel like a spring breeze. It was as if she had met a slightly interesting opponent, which made her a little happy.
But as soon as she finished speaking, a sword appeared in her right hand, and it flew out in a flash.
As she flew forward, her delicate body began to change and twist, like an image. The victim with her right hand suddenly slashed at Ye Xuan.
Whether it was speed, strength, or the momentum of the sword, all of these combined formed a perfect art. The momentum of the sword was so frightening that Ye Xuan could hardly dodge, and had to
Raising his right hand, he showed his dragon-scaled claws and struck down the holy sword.
With a "chi" sound, the moment the holy sword struck the dragon's claw, something incredible happened.
The dragon claw, which was comparable to a holy weapon, was cut in half by the holy sword of Huan Meixiang. A tearing pain surged into his heart. Before Ye Xuan had time to react, the holy sword in Huan Meixiang's hand was cut in half.
With incredible speed, he stretched forward and fell down, and with a "chi" sound, he actually cut Ye Xuan's dragon claw in half along with his body.
Ye Xuan opened his eyes wide and stared blankly. He suddenly fell to the ground, feeling that his life was flying by and he was about to die on the spot.
"Huh? What a powerful illusion." Ye Xuan suddenly got a jolt, and with a "pop" sound, everything in front of him suddenly shattered like a mirror. Ye Xuan was still standing intact, and the phantom beauty fragrance also
He stood still and didn't move, nor did he take out any holy sword.
Ye Xuan's body was not cut in half by a sword at all, so what happened just now was just an illusion?
Ye Xuan was also shocked, "What a strong woman!"
Only then did Ye Xuan notice. In just a short moment, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Seeing Ye Xuan standing there, Huan Meixiang seemed to have a hint of astonishment on her face. Huan Meixiang said in surprise: "How can a person from the sixth level of the Holy Realm get rid of the illusion I created so easily?"
Offstage, Huanjia.
"This seems to be the first one. The opponents I met before were all trapped in the illusion of the clan sister and couldn't extricate themselves. They thought that their own souls were really dead. As a result, the real soul collapsed and died. This guy
He's only a sixth-level saint, but he has such a strong willpower!" A young man from the Huan family looked strange.
A white-haired old man from the Huan family frowned and said, "It turns out that this boy has also practiced spiritual power, and his spiritual power has reached above the holy realm!"
On the battlefield, Ye Xuan looked at Huan Meixiang with a slightly solemn expression at this moment. Without using the magic pupils, he would be at a disadvantage facing Huan Meixiu. Fortunately, his mental strength was not low.
"Giggle - you lost!" Suddenly a woman's laughter came to his ears. Ye Xuan turned his head and saw Huan Meixiang appearing behind him at some point, holding the holy sword in both hands and slashing it down in the air.
"Drink-" Ye Xuan shouted fiercely, and thousands of thunder and lightning burst out, forming golden arcs and striking at the Huan Mei Xiang.
"Chi chi!" Huan Meixiang exclaimed, and her whole body was immediately struck by countless golden thunders. Black smoke suddenly appeared from her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and then her body fell toward the fighting platform like a kite with its string cut off.
Ye Xuan frowned, and the next moment, the surrounding scenery suddenly shattered, and his eyes suddenly changed. He was standing on the battlefield again, and Huan Meixiang was still standing far away on the opposite side, intact.
Huan Meixiang smiled faintly and said, "All of this is still an illusion."
Suddenly he waved his hand, and there was a crisp sound, and the surrounding scenery suddenly shattered again. At the same moment, Ye Xuan groaned, blood spattered on his body, and he rolled and fell out. At the same moment, golden lightning exploded from his body, "Crack."
There were continuous explosions, but unfortunately Huan Meixiang had already backed away with a sneer, only to see the holy sword in Huan Meixiang's right hand, with blood on the sword.
Ye Xuan struggled up from the ground, and his waist and abdomen had already opened an astonishing wound that was as long as a foot.
"You really pissed me off!" Ye Xuan said with a slightly gloomy expression.
The surrounding scenery is real and fake. At this moment, it is no longer clear what is reality and what is illusion.
Huan Meixiang covered her mouth and smiled: "This is also an illusion."
The graceful body suddenly shattered into pieces, followed by like a chain reaction, all the "pop-pop-pops" all around were shattered. Ye Xuan suddenly found that the wounds on his waist and abdomen were gone, which meant that everything just now was still an illusion!
So what is real?
Ye Xuan's body surged with blood, filling all directions.
"It's useless...it's useless...everything is an illusion..." Huan Meixiang shook her head and laughed. Her body was touched by the blood energy, and suddenly shattered. The world in all directions was shattering, along with the blood energy all over the sky.
Also disappeared.
Ye Xuan once again stood at his original position in the ring, and Huan Meixiang's laughter was faintly heard in his ears: "Gee, do you want to continue playing like this? I have already made you admit defeat. In front of me, you are just a palm in my hand.
The ants can be controlled by me."
At the same moment, the surroundings suddenly became dead silent.
On the battlefield, in all directions around Ye Xuan, Huan Meixiang appeared one after another, all of them laughing playfully, with mockery and contempt in their eyes.
"As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy and bark three times like a dog, I will let you leave this fantasy world. Otherwise, if time goes by, you will become an idiot even if your soul does not collapse and die!"
Huan Meixiang smiled, and in all directions, all Huan Meixiang laughed, erratic.
Ye Xuan said nothing, but his eyes became colder and colder.
"Giggle, humble ant..." A Huan Meixiang suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xuan, holding a sword, and suddenly slashed it down.
It was obviously just an illusion, but when the holy sword approached, Ye Xuan instinctively felt a strong sense of foreboding, and a crisis arose in his heart.
Illusion is inherently true and false. Sometimes when someone is killed in the illusion, the soul may also be killed!
At this moment, Ye Xuan slowly raised his head, mysterious lines appeared in his eyes, and a cold magic light suddenly appeared in his pupils!
"What!? What are you!!??" Huan Meixiang, who was originally laughing, suddenly shouted in horror.
(There is one more update, which will be sent out before eleven o'clock!)