Chapter Ninety-Six: Boiling River Bo in Warm Water
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"Aren't I here!" Du Xuan's face was playful, and he rushed out of his body again and threw himself into the forbidden world of the sword.
"Wanmu Fufeng Sword!" As soon as the sword spirit Hebo saw Du Xuan appear, he cast a spell, and with a wave of his two big sleeves, one by one the green and green trees appeared, no less than ten million, and became a forest in the blink of an eye.
The trees shook, and one after another invisible sword qi burst out, forming an overwhelming storm that ravaged the entire forbidden world, up and down in all directions, without distinction.
Du Xuan didn't have room to dodge at all, and was once again shot on the spot by tens of thousands of sword qi. However, just like last time, Du Xuan was still a phantom body, and after it was shattered, it turned into a ball of white gas and dissipated.
This time, before Sword Spirit Hebo could open his mouth to curse, another Du Xuan broke in, still playing, still fearlessly rushing towards him.
Sword Spirit Hebo was no longer in a hurry to perform the Great Destruction Sword Technique, because he had already seen that Du Xuan was deliberately consuming his own mana. Now, the Tianhe Giant Kun has cut off the foreign aura and locked the origin of the Tianhe Righteous Law Sword, and the only thing he can rely on is himself. His mana, every point consumed is a point, there is nothing to add, once it declines too much, it will definitely be taken advantage of by Du Xuan's true body.
He would rather fight against Du Xuan, he believed that banning his giant kun would not last long, after all, the person who presided over the formation was just an innate junior. The longer it drags on, the better it will be for him.
Seeing Du Xuan approaching, Sword Spirit Hebo's eyes burst into Shenhua, trying his best to probe, sense, and sure enough, a trace of mirage fluctuations was glimpsed from it.
"It's still a mirage incarnation! It's just to let you get close, how can you endure me?" Sword Spirit Hebo snorted coldly, didn't dodge or dodge, just let it get closer.
Du Xuan approached, and his nose snorted again.
After suffering a big loss, instinctively, the sword spirit Hebo wanted to dodge, but thinking that it was a phantom body, that kind of dim light was obviously a natural supernatural power, otherwise, it would be impossible to launch it so quickly, and he was not prepared.
Sure enough, after the hum, nothing appeared. The sword spirit Hebo exploded in an instant, and his palm was like a knife, and he slashed with one slash, instantly cutting Du Xuan in half. Immediately after, another wisp of green smoke dissipated.
Next, two Du Xuan figures rushed in, one left and one right, shaking Tianpeng's wings and slaughtering towards Sword Spirit Hebo.
He Bo observed carefully, but he sneered, "It's two phantom bodies again, your trick has been seen through by me, and now I'm sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai seat, see what you can do?"
The two Du Xuan rushed to the front of Hebo, both of them snorted, and Hebo's body trembled slightly, but he didn't move. Sure enough, no Ragnarok light came out. The two Du Xuan crashed into Hebo like this, and with two "poof" sounds, they each turned into white light smoke and dissipated.
The two Du Xuan phantom bodies disappeared, and then four rushed in, and after Hebo carefully screened them, he still didn't move, letting them crash into his body. However, this time, two of them each had a sword qi hidden in their bodies, as bright as the sun, sharper than the divine edge.
However, the level of this sword qi is only an innate level after all, and it is difficult to hurt Hebo's golden pill body, but it only slightly depletes his vitality. This bit of vitality, compared to the large-scale destruction swordsmanship that He Bo used before, is simply a drop in the bucket, and it is not worth mentioning.
"Little thief, do you want to drain my vitality in this way? I have to say, you have to hurry, or your time of death will come!"
Du Xuan was silent, but eight more Du Xuan figures rushed into the forbidden world.
Although Hebo was very confident on his face, he didn't dare to slack off in the face of Du Xuan's figure who rushed towards him. Because he knows very well that if one of them is true, and let him come close to him, he will fall into the old path of the last failure.
He Bo felt that this was Du Xuan's true purpose, to numb himself by confusing the public all the time, and wanted to let his guard down, so as to have a real body raid at a certain moment. In this regard, Hebo felt very ridiculous. The last time he was made because he was slight, how could he make the same mistake this time?
Sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four、......
Du Xuan's figure slammed into the forbidden world again and again, each time there were more than the last one, and the hidden attack methods in it also became diverse, but the effect was not very good, and it did not cause any damage to Hebo. Moreover, because of the increase in numbers, these phantom bodies have also become crude, with more and more flaws, which are easily seen through by Hebo.
In about a quarter of an hour, hundreds of nearly a thousand Du Xuan figures rushed in.
This time, Hebo couldn't help but laugh. Because, most of them belong to fools, and they can be seen as fake, and even the sword qi, flames, heavy water, etc. hidden in it are clearly visible. Obviously, Du Xuan's control is far from that good.
A glance at the fake Hebo swept by, focusing on those delicate and meticulous, perfect figures, for fear that there was a fake body hidden in it. However, after all the screening, it is still all fake.
"Where did this traitor find so many mirages, could it be that he can't be reincarnated as a mirage?" He Bo pondered, his mind was very relaxed.
"Bang, bang, bang、......"
A roar exploded on Hebo's body, and white smoke filled the air, and he sat upright in it, unharmed. Not only does it not look embarrassed, but it is quite fairy.
He Bo's eyes were blazing, looking ahead, wanting to see if Du Xuan would be able to get thousands of phantom bodies next time.
But at this moment, a snort suddenly sounded in his ears, and then a flash of yellow appeared in front of him, "I misjudged? How is this possible?"
As soon as this realization flashed, Hebo became confused. He struggled as hard as he could, trying to clear his consciousness and pull himself out of it, but then there was another snort, and the dusk returned, and Hebo was completely unconscious.
Du Xuan's figure stood on the right side of Hebo, with a smile on his face, "You are a sword spirit, even if you have the brand of the Burial Sword True Monarch, you have buried Tianhe for thousands of years, and you don't communicate with the outside world, your thinking has long been ossified, and you still want to fight with me, isn't this asking for hardship!"
It turned out that Du Xuan sent one by one mirage phantom bodies to fight and commit suicide with Hebo, the main purpose was not to confuse the public, but to leave the mirage itself in the forbidden space. After all, the phantom body is dead, and the mirage is immortal! With the accumulation of mirage, these mirages are under Du Xuan's control, and they naturally begin to evolve into illusions, interfering with Hebo's judgment.
Du Xuan used the tactic of adding oil, boiling the frog in warm water, and the illusion was derived and strengthened little by little, and the changes were natural and slow. Coupled with the success of Hebo's screening again and again, Du Xuan's phantom body ability naturally declined, making him naturally ignore the decline in his judgment.
And Du Xuan's real body infiltrated, but he was thinking backwards, covering up the truth by falsehood, and taking the initiative to leak mirage fluctuations, and He Bo didn't pay much attention to it. With such a two-pronged approach, how can it be justified in not succeeding?