And Zhao Song also felt the creepiness of being there for the first time, in front of a person who looked exactly like himself.

With the same expression as his, the other party rushed over in the way he was most familiar with, it was an indescribable speed, and on the side, the other two battles began at the same time.

Between the lightning and flint, the sound of metal collision sounded, and no one could see when Nie Tian summoned the magic weapon, he took a step forward suddenly, caught the sharp sword qi from the air, and guided the sword blade downward with his wrist, and slashed at the moment when the opponent's sword blade approached, and the sharp sword qi swept the person's cheeks in pain.

They were clearly separated by several meters, but it was like hand-to-hand combat, and the fight was inseparable.

However, his attack was intercepted halfway, and there was another loud collision, this time two fierce water dragons collided in the air, tearing each other's necks and making it difficult to distinguish between them.

The water dragons disappeared at the same time, and they took half a step back at the same time with the same momentum, and the air in the middle seemed to be drained.

Nie Tian stood expressionlessly, and the "shadow" on the other side was just like him, standing stunned, but his pale face was lifeless.

On the other side, Zhao Song and his shadow were also separated at the same time, his chest was shocked and painful, and for a moment, he thought that his speed would not be able to catch up with the other party, and he almost fell directly.

Before this, Zhao Song was still unimpressed with these child's plays, thinking that they were just little tricks that shook people's hearts.

How strong he is, how strong the other party is, how flexible he is, how flexible the other party is.

He originally wanted to refer to Master's approach, but in the end, he found that when he was fighting against the "shadow", he didn't have the energy to think about anything else.

The only thing Zhao Song is thankful for is that he is not strong enough.

Because the stronger you are, the more you can't break free.

Just like Xuan Yujia, who is a few steps away, he is obviously much stronger than himself in terms of cultivation and actual combat experience, but for well-known reasons, the situation at this time is even more embarrassing than now.

Zhao Song realized that if it went on like this, it would be an endless battle.

I couldn't hear Master's movements, and I didn't know what was going on with Master, but Zhao Song held his breath and still hoped that he could find a solution by himself.

"No, you must not disturb Master now!"

What if, what if you take a step back?

Zhao Song tried to slow down his movements a little, but soon, he realized that he had done something stupid, because the other party did not back down because of his concession, and this weakness made him miss the opportunity, resulting in the next almost being pressed and beaten by the other party.

"Damn, it's not just 'mirrors', these guys are self-conscious!"

Zhao Song, who discovered this, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This kind of exercise is completely beyond his understanding of the ability of a martial artist.

Could it be that guy named Qingchengzi is really stronger than Master?!

Not far away, Xuan Yujia awkwardly dodged "herself's" two spells, and two big holes were blasted out of the ground where she was standing in an instant.

At the same time as retreating, Xuan Yujia stepped on a stone under his feet, his knees suddenly weakened, and the thunderous sword qi flew past his ears, and Nie Tian almost rolled around on the ground before he dodged.

The once delicate face has now been replaced by anxiety.

No, they can't go on like this, fighting with another "self", they are invincible, she and Zhao Song are almost exhausted when they reach the top of the mountain, facing this kind of seemingly endless battle, soon physical and mental exhaustion will overwhelm them.

Zhao Song felt that the blood vessels around his body were about to burst, he was no longer able to barely support it, and knelt on one knee, while the silent battle between the two continued.

The corner of his eye swept over, but he was surprised to find that Nie Tian and his "shadow" were not entangled at all, but had been standing face to face.

"Master?" Zhao Song shouted worriedly.

However, halfway through the shout, he had to retract his energy to fend off the attack from the "shadow".

It's over, I don't know how long it can last, Zhao Song thought desperately.

The strength of these monsters seems to be boundless, and they are not at the same level as their mortal selves.

However, just when Zhao Song was depressed and his strength had slowly weakened, a loud sneer pierced his eardrums, making him instantly refreshed.

That was Master's familiar tone.

"It turns out that your so-called killing move is this kind of thing that is no different from the playing family?" Nie Tian hugged his arms and squinted into the air: "There is only a waste with low cultivation, and you will be caught off guard by killing it." ”

"Really?" In the void, Qingchengzi said in an arrogant voice: "You might as well try it and see if you can defeat yourself?"

"Myself?"

Nie Tian seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and laughed three times: "Qingchengzi, the so-called frog at the bottom of the well is talking about you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Nie Tian wave his hand casually, and silently recited in his mouth: "Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth; Therefore, there is no desire for impermanence, in order to see its wonders......"

With Nie Tian's words, the heavens and the earth began to become dim, and the wind swept up the blizzard, which instantly swept through the heavenly pool.

"Ahh

Zhao Song and Xuan Yujia had to cover their eyes and try their best to grab the icicles or something else around them in order to barely be swept away by the sudden blizzard.

And the "shadow" opposite them, which was still fierce and vicious, has been involved in the wind and snow, and there is no trace of it.

"Scatter!"

Nie Tian scolded lightly, and the violent wind and snow were domesticated in an instant, obediently dissipated, and silence returned between heaven and earth.

When the two of them looked at them again, they found that the strange green stones by the Tianchi had disappeared at some point, and only the three of them were left in a radius of a hundred miles.

If it weren't for the remnants of the battle that showed what had happened before, Zhao Song would have thought that everything in Fang Cai was just an illusion.

"How can it be ......" In the void, Qingchengzi's voice seemed to be nothing: "Impossible, no one can defeat themselves, no one can escape from the deity's spell!"

Nie Tian's face was indifferent, like an immortal coming from the void, and there was no emotion in his voice: "Who gave you the confidence to think that you can peep into the cultivation of the deity?"

"Qingchengzi, I might as well tell you that in the eyes of our cultivators, you and other martial artists are almost no different from ants!"

"No, it can't be!"

Qingchengzi roared unwillingly, and with a gust of breeze, it became quiet again.

Next, no matter how provoked Zhao Song, who came back to his senses, he never made any sound again.

"Master, what should we do?" Zhao Song asked.