Chapter 141: Dream Space!

"It's quite calm, then take my trick and try it. ”

"Dream Space!"

Zhuang Ying, who has been hiding in dozens of phantoms and secretly observing Gao Meng, is also waiting for the best time to make a move.

At this time, his hands were full of strange handprints, and countless black silks revolved around his handprints, and then, Zhuang Ying's body gradually became transparent and disappeared.

"Huh!"

"It's ......"

"There's such a hidden hand!"

At this moment, the three of them in the open-air attic, the injured Gale Yunlian Chiyan, looked at the vanished Zhuang Ying, and their expressions all moved slightly.

"Strange, unexpectedly...... Can't feel it?"

On the square, Wang Yang's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the power of his soul swept back and forth among those phantoms, but he didn't find Zhuang Ying's true body.

This surprised Wang Yang, so far, his perception has never been invalid, just like his sword intent, but he didn't expect that he couldn't recognize a half-step innate illusion today.

"A little trick, just such a fuss, I don't know anything. ”

In the Sword Martial Soul, the Sword Demon was very surprised to despise Wang Yang.

"Trick of the eyes, isn't what he just cast an illusion?"

Wang Yang asked curiously.

"Look carefully for yourself, and remember, don't trust your eyes too much in the face of people who can do illusions. ”

The sword demon reminded him, but he didn't say the details.

If you can't even break this level of illusion, if you encounter something more powerful in the future, won't you only be able to be beaten as a live target?

When Wang Yang heard this, he didn't ask the Sword Demon, he spread his soul perception all over the martial arts platform, staring at the situation on the martial arts platform with all his attention.

At this time, the battle situation in the martial arts arena also began to change.

Shout!

A phantom suddenly rushed towards Gao Meng, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Gao Meng slapped his hand, and the violent wind erupted, and the phantom that rushed towards him immediately dissipated.

But the strange thing was that the Senhan dart held in the phantom's hand did not disappear, shooting straight at the high masked door.

"What's going on? Isn't his phantom incapable of touching the real thing?"

Gao Meng's face changed, his body hurriedly retreated, and he slapped the dart down with one palm.

With a crisp clang, the dart was shot away and fell on the fighting platform.

Gao Meng stared at the dart, his face cloudy.

He carefully studied Zhuang Ying, Zhuang Ying's phantom martial spirit, although the illusion is extremely realistic, but it is just a phantom, as soon as it touches the real thing, it will reveal its original form and be penetrated through the past.

But the dart that fell to the ground at this time was a real thing.

"Could it be that he is also hiding the other abilities of the martial spirit?"

Gao Meng's gaze was contemplative, his perception raised to the limit, and he was extremely vigilant.

Woohoo!

As if in response to Gao Meng's conjecture, among the phantoms in all directions, darts appeared one after another, like rain, and shot towards Gao Meng.

Dangdang!

Gao Meng's hands moved, and he took out two daggers from his waist, he stood still at all, and his two arms, which seemed to have no bones, shook one after another, and the sound of gold and iron colliding sounded.

Those darts that attacked Gao Meng from three hundred and sixty degrees, with zero dead ends, were actually blocked by those two daggers, and none of them attacked Gao Meng.

Sou!

At this moment, a slight sound sounded, like a spring breeze blowing.

"Finally shot. ”

Gao Meng's ears moved slightly, and he noticed it instantly, and there was joy in his eyes, and he had always been highly vigilant, which was also a great burden on his spirit, and now Zhuang Ying took the initiative to take action, which was a good thing for him.

"Thunder Fist!"

In the next moment, a black shadow appeared, and his fists burst out, directly hitting Gao Meng's back, and the fist wind was violent, like a thunderbolt exploding, in the void, resounding with bursts of thunder.

It was Zhuang Ying, who had never appeared.

"Dance of the Two Snakes!"

Gao Meng's body spun suddenly, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and his hands were like two pythons bouncing, intercepting the fists that attacked from behind him.

The fists collided, and the violent true qi fluctuated, and immediately turned into a strong energy overflowing.

"Got you. ”

At the moment of contact, Gao Meng's eyes were even more joyful, this time he moved quickly, quickly approached, his hands were like giant pythons preying, and in an instant, he circled Zhuang Ying's hands, making him unable to get out.

That's exactly what he's good at.

Once the person who is entangled by him will be directly crushed in the next moment.

"That's not right...... This tactile ...... Not good!"

But in the next moment, Gao Meng's expression changed, and the joy in his eyes was replaced by a rich surprise.

He found that Zhuang Ying, who was entangled by him, was gradually becoming illusory, and the real touch of his hands was gradually becoming virtual.

Immediately, Gao Meng's body moved, ready to move sideways.

"Gao Meng, are you too confident in your martial soul perception?"

But at this moment, a faint voice came from behind Gao Meng, and without the slightest warning, Zhuang Ying's figure appeared behind him.

Gao Meng's pupils shrank sharply, and he didn't have time to defend at all, when he was hit by a majestic force, it slammed into him, as if he had been hit by a giant beast, all his internal organs were displaced, and his body flew away uncontrollably.

Poof!

During the collision, Gao Meng's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood in his mouth couldn't help but spurt out.

Pedal hoops!

Gao Meng, whose face was pale, stepped on the ground several steps in a row when he landed, before he unloaded the huge force in his body and barely controlled his body.

"What the hell is going on? The real touch just now is obviously not an illusion, but why......

Gao Meng hurriedly stuffed a pill into his mouth to repair the injuries in his body, and looked at Zhuang Ying on the other side in disbelief, who stood still and was in the phantom.

At this time, Zhuang Ying didn't know why, he didn't chase after the victory, he just stood there, looking at Gao Meng with some deep thoughts, as if he had some doubts.

"What happened just now? Could it be Gao Mengzhong's illusion?"

"No, Zhuang Ying just now, obviously an entity, how can it become an illusion in the blink of an eye?

"Damn, how do I feel like I've fallen for illusion too?"

On the square, among the crowd watching the battle, there were bursts of hot discussions and surprises.

Even Wang Yang frowned slightly, in the scene just now, even he thought that Zhuang Ying's true body was entangled by Gao Meng, but he didn't expect that it was just a phantom.

"Still haven't understood?"

Inside the Sword Martial Soul, the Sword Demon said with a smile.

"I kind of understand, it's because I've been staring at his martial spirit, so I fell for the illusion unconsciously. ”

Wang Yang closed his eyes, and it took a while to open them, his eyes were like stars and water, calm and waveless.

At this time, looking at the situation on the martial arts platform, although it is still full of phantoms, in Wang Yang's eyes, Zhuang Ying's body is clearly visible.

Wang Yang looked left and right, and there were tens of thousands of people in the entire square, almost all of whom fell for Zhuang Ying's illusion.

Even Beicang Dengkong and the others had solemn faces, obviously sensing that something was wrong, but they didn't understand what was going on, and they hadn't yet broken free from Zhuang Ying's illusion.

Obviously, Zhuang Ying's killer feature, even Beicang and others, who are also members of the Feiyun Sect, don't know about it.

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