Ling Xuewei could barely avoid it, and her sword energy flew away, directly cutting off a 100-meter-high mountain in the distance!
Ling Xuewei's eyes narrowed slightly, her body rotated 360 degrees in the air, invisible sword energy wrapped around her, passing through her limbs, body, and in front of her eyes. At that moment, everything around her seemed to slow down countless times.
I could feel the sharp sword energy brushing against my body.
My face hurts, and there is dampness and heat streaking across my face, which is blood.
Even if she didn't touch it, the sword energy alone was enough to hurt her.
Ling Xuewei's eyes turned cold, her spiritual energy suddenly exploded, and her figure turned into streaks of light, so fast that people couldn't see clearly.
The disciple was secretly startled, and then he suddenly felt a cold air behind him. He heard a pop and felt severe pain in his shoulder. He saw that a person who looked exactly like Ling Xuewei suddenly appeared behind him.
Fortunately, he didn't react slowly and avoided the fatal position in time. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured even if he was hit just now.
He quickly retreated and at the same time took a hemostatic pill. He looked at the two women in front of him and was secretly shocked.
He was obviously very careful, so why did he fall under the illusion?
But if it was an illusion, then why was he injured?
It's not like he hasn't met an illusionist before. They usually rely on something or a spiritual weapon, such as music, bells, or spells, to perform illusions. But the woman in front of him clearly had nothing. So when did he fall for the trick?
And before, they were dragged into that dark place inexplicably and had no time to react.
Ling Xuewei's technique is too fast!
Can't see clearly at all!
Ling Xuewei naturally saw the confusion in this man's eyes, but she would not be stupid enough to explain to him.
She has consumed too much mental energy and needs to be dealt with quickly.
Suddenly, the disciple found that there were more people in front of him again!
From the original two people, it became three people, no, four people!
What's going on? Even a compass can't tell which one is real and which one is fake!
That being the case, let him try it!
With a wave of his sword energy, he turned into a snow wolf and pounced!
With a pop, the sharp claws tore Ling Xuewei's body apart.
Blood splashed, and before he could get proud, the blood suddenly turned into water and fell to the ground.
That's not it.
This is just a phantom.
To avoid the offensive from behind, he used a magic trick, and the golden fairy rope jumped out like a snake, forming a dense net to trap many "Ling Xuewei"!
"Stop struggling, this is the Immortal Net specially made by our Thousand Emperors Sect. You can't break free of it." This disciple shouted proudly.
In order to prevent Ling Xuewei from using the spell and escaping again, something very sticky was dropped on him on the fairy net.
The fairy net tightly entangled Ling Xuewei's body, making it impossible to break free.
Not even the sharpest dagger can cut it.
"This time, we can play slowly."
He smiled sinisterly, his eyes full of joy.
Thinking of the days he spent in a dark fantasy world where life was worse than death, he felt itching with hatred! He could never kill Ling Xuewei just like that.
He wanted to torture Ling Xuewei so hard that she would regret treating him like this!
"There are three people here. Tell me, which one is true and which one is false? How about I give it a try?"
A sword energy flashed through, extremely cold, and pierced directly into a person's chest.
"Pfft."
With a muffled groan, "Ling Xuewei" showed a painful expression on her face, and then disappeared like an invisible wind.
"You're lucky, but if you're wrong, what about... this?"
The sword blade entered his body, and he showed a proud expression.
It's a pity that I was still wrong this time.
The originally proud expression condensed slightly.
But soon, he laughed again.
"I didn't expect that you were lucky enough to stay until the end..."
Ling Xuewei looked at him coldly, obviously her life was in danger, but there was no trace of fear on her face.
It was this expression that made him very unhappy.
She is obviously a low-level bitch, but she dares to be so arrogant in front of him, a descendant of the God Realm! Who gave her the courage?!
Such eyes reminded him of those inner disciples, who were equally aloof and arrogant, and did not take them seriously! However, one had strength, and the other... Even if he had some strength, he could only stop there.
Who made Ling Xuewei bump into his hand today?
Ling Xuewei will be in trouble if she offends him!
"I will send you to see the King of Hell right now! Go to hell!"
The long sword carried the cold light and stabbed Ling Xuewei fiercely!
In Ling Xuewei's pupils, she reflected that the sharp blade was getting closer and closer, and then a tearing pain in her chest came.
The sword was drawn out, bringing up scarlet liquid.
It was extremely hot and splashed on his face.
The fairy net disappeared and Ling Xuewei fell heavily to the ground.
He took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the blood on the sword, with an arrogant expression, a bit of compassion and condescension, "If you die in the hands of this young master, you will be considered lucky."
He stepped forward, squatted down slowly, and patted Ling Xuewei's face, "Tshee, this face is a rare beauty. It's a pity, it's a pity..."
"What's the pity?"
Suddenly a cold voice came from behind this man.
Pfft——
"How could you..."
There was a sharp knife stuck in his chest. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared and looked down at him coldly. He couldn't believe it until he died, and he couldn't understand why he died in her hands.
Bang!
This disciple's body fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.
Ling Xuewei drew out her sharp blade and shook off the blood on it.
At the same time, the "corpse" on the ground also disappeared, like an illusion, leaving not even a trace.
Suddenly, the air moved and a night ghost appeared.
"Take care of it."
"yes."
Ling Xuewei stopped delaying and entered the space in a flash.
The shadows outside looked at the corpses on the ground and the four disciples of the God Realm who were stunned not far away, still unable to recover.
Little did they know, just now, they almost got into trouble.
Just as the sword was about to pierce into the body of the "Empress", the Yezhi hiding in the darkness was about to rush out, but unexpectedly a secret voice came through, it was the voice of the Empress!
One can imagine the shock in their hearts at that time!
Fortunately, I didn't take any action at that time, otherwise it would have ruined the empress's affairs!
There was a gentle breeze in the forest, leaves fell to the ground, and there was no one in the forest, not even a trace of blood left.
It was as if nothing had happened.
****
In the space, Ling Xuewei entered and rushed into the operating room.
At this moment, she was once again extremely grateful that there was space and there was still a time difference between the two places, which allowed Yue Feng to save her life.
Three hours later, Ling Xuewei came out of the operating room. Because she was worried about Ye Moyan, she immediately returned to the city.
"Wait a minute." Bai Ze stopped Ling Xuewei, "You don't look good right now. Go and have a rest. Don't worry, it won't delay your return to the city. You don't want to go back like this and worry him, right?"
It is self-evident who he is referring to. (To be continued)