Chapter 558: Mirror Image
"Ah~~!!"
A shout ensued not Shirley's but the white-haired middle-aged man, who watched in amazement as his protective aura was shattered by the sudden blow, and the person who sent it was himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"What did you do?"
The white-haired middle-aged man sensed that something was wrong and immediately stopped attacking, but Shirley looked at him with a smile on her face, as if to say, "Scumbag, you can never be my opponent." ”
When the white-haired middle-aged man saw that Shirley didn't speak and had such an expression, he instantly became furious and launched an attack with a wave of his hand. However, this time, he kept an eye on the deliberate bluff of this punch.
"Bang~!"
The result was not much different from what he expected, and the punch really hit himself again. At this time, the white-haired middle-aged man seemed to understand something, and his face showed an expression that was the same.
Seeing the white-haired middle-aged man's actions just now, Shirley's mood was not very good, and her opportunity was used up three times in a blink of an eye, but the white-haired middle-aged man still did not show a trace of defeat.
"I've seen through your little tricks, you might as well admit defeat."
"Oh? Is it? ”
As soon as Shirley's words fell, the sword in her hand flashed, and the condensation sword had already stabbed towards the white-haired middle-aged man. The sword came as fast as lightning, but the white-haired middle-aged man just smiled slightly and waved his hand and clamped the stabbing sword with two fingers.
"That's what you're capable of? Ant! ”
The white-haired middle-aged man saw that Shirley's blow was so weak, and when he waved his hand, the golden light in his hand was shining, and he had already begun to fight back. Shirley hurriedly pulled back to dodge the attack, but the white-haired middle-aged man's combo had already followed.
"Ah~~!!"
Almost instantaneously, Shirley was attacked by the body without being able to dodge. Her body was not knocked away as the white-haired middle-aged man had expected, but shattered into ice crystals.
A cold glow suddenly appeared behind the white-haired middle-aged man, and he turned around and smashed it with a punch. The Condensation Sword in Shirley's hand once again failed to make a contribution, and even the sword turned into ice crystals at the same time.
"With your kind of attack power, don't try to beat me in this life!"
The white-haired middle-aged man smiled confidently, but at the same time, he had already ignored Shirley's attack. The golden light shone with a wave of his hand, as if it was another rhythm to magnify the move.
"What is this?"
At the moment when the white-haired middle-aged man was about to enlarge his moves, the melodious flute suddenly sounded. At the same time, the big move in his hand waved out, and the golden light illuminated everything in the arena.
"Boom~~!!"
The golden storm swept in, almost tearing apart everything in front of him. Out of the golden storm, a golden sword flew out of the sky, flying in all directions of the arena, and its power had reached a terrifying point.
As a result, Shirley once again escaped the attack of the Golden Storm and the Golden Sword. The white-haired middle-aged man felt that his trick was once again undemocratic, and the goal was canceled with a wave of his hand.
The golden storm then dissipated, and the white-haired middle-aged man actually appeared in another world. He realized that something was wrong, but what was wrong was that he guessed in the wrong direction.
"Space is supernatural, but that's it."
The white-haired middle-aged man waved his hand after speaking, and smashed it out with another punch. Under the attack of his confident punch, he was surprised to find that this space did not show the slightest sign of shattering, and he was a little panicked at this time.
"But so? Let me see how good I am! ”
As soon as Shirley finished speaking, a golden light shone in the sky. Then a person who looked exactly like a white-haired middle-aged man appeared in front of him.
"Hmph, carving insect skills!"
When the white-haired middle-aged man saw Shirley use this trick, he just snorted coldly and sneered, and at the same time, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden long sword appeared in his hand, but everything was beyond the expectations of the white-haired middle-aged man.
Just as he took out the golden long sword, the white-haired middle-aged man who was exactly the same as him also took out the golden long sword in his hand, and the two attacked each other in exactly the same posture.
"Ping~~!!"
The two swords were intertwined with sparks, and the white-haired middle-aged man never expected that the imposter in front of him would have exactly the same strength as him, and he would be able to resist the power of his sword.
The white-haired middle-aged man didn't believe it was true, he didn't believe that Shirley had such strength. Thinking of this, the sword light in his hand shone, and a series of crazy attacks poured towards the imposter in front of him.
"Ping~~!! Ping~~!!! Ping~~!!! Ping~~!!! ..... Ping~~!!! ”
The two golden swords collided rapidly in the air, and the golden flames flew all over the sky, but the white-haired middle-aged man at this time was more and more frightened, and gradually, he began to take out his housekeeping skills one by one, hoping that these could help him make contributions.
However, this did not change the current situation, no matter what he did, the imposter in front of him would learn from it, and the effect of using it was exactly the same as his.
"Fight!"
The white-haired middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and the golden long sword in his hand flashed and turned into a golden war hammer. The hammer smashed into the imposter in front of him with no mercy under his control, but once again things turned out beyond his expectations.
At the same time that the white-haired middle-aged man's sword stabbed the imposter in front of him, the golden long sword in the impostor's hand in front of him also stabbed his body.
The powerful power swept towards the white-haired middle-aged man's body, and the white-haired middle-aged man's face changed and he hurriedly withdrew his golden sword, and as soon as he turned around, he appeared in the distance.
As he did that, the imposter did the same. He waved his hand to heal his injuries with golden light, but the imposter still did the same.
"Damn! The magic weapon is beckoned! ”
The white-haired middle-aged man scolded angrily, and at this moment, an object appeared in his hand. This object is a small ring, and the blue light on the ring is not extraordinary at first glance.
The cyan ring did not appear in the imposter's hand, and seeing this, a triumphant smile appeared on the white-haired middle-aged man's face.
The cyan ring was worn by the white-haired middle-aged man, and at this moment, the golden light on his body turned into cyan. Rushing towards the imposter again, the impostor learned his posture again, but was shattered by the blow.
However, at this moment, the white-haired middle-aged man only felt a sharp pain all over his body. He never expected that his blow would hit himself again.
"Ah~~~!!"
The white-haired middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, and he had forgotten everything he should remember when he had just fought with the impostor.
"Die!"
At this moment, the imposter turned out to be reappeared. The golden sword in his hand glowed with a terrifying light, and it was stabbing at the white-haired middle-aged man. (To be continued.) )