"Oh oh, I see, that's fine. Whispers. Xiao Chun in the distance waved his hand awkwardly, looking at the 180-degree change in Xiao Chun's attitude, Xiao Yan couldn't understand it, and turned his head to stare at nothing.

"No, Miss Xuan'er is a broadcaster, and she is here to broadcast our battle scenes."

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to know, anyway, you have to make sure that they can't interfere with our fight." Wu raised his voice so that Xiaochun and the others could hear.

"Ah, I know." Xiao Yan also raised his voice. Stand firmly, and the two of them adjust their postures. Sou! The two sprinted again and fought together. Crimson flames erupted from Xiao Yan's blade.

"Sword Technique: Enchantment - Yao Yan! Sword Skills: Three Residences! ”

"Sword Skill: Chaos!" Black flames also appeared from the sword of Wu, and a skull appeared in the flames. let out a terrible scream, colliding with Xiao Yan's blade.

In the black flames, the red eyes of the none-red are still clearly visible.

"Stone Dragon Pillar Sword Technique. Hum! Sword Skill: Black Whirlwind! "A black mist rose up, and around nothing, a black whirlwind formed. Xiao Yan was pushed away by a powerful thrust.

Xiao Yan frowned, what's going on? Why does it feel like his power is above me? Just the previous battle between the master and him. The master's level should be lower than my current one, so his strength should be below me. Is it my delusion?

Wu also saw Xiao Yan's doubts, tilted his head and said.

"Found out? The reaction is very fast, yes, in my case, the level is meaningless. ”

"What does that mean?" Xiao Yan asked, and replied immediately.

"No matter how high your rank and strength is, my strength will be on par with yours. If you are weak, you will be weak, and if you are strong, I will use my samurai way and swordsmanship to fight him fairly. That's what I do. ”

"Fair? Hey, there's so much injustice in this world. Xiao Yan sighed.

"I don't know if it's fair or unfair in this world, I just hope that I can be fair and just in battle."

"Hmph, isn't it unfair that someone else has tried their best to get the strength that you are equal to him as soon as you stand here?" Xiao Yan asked. Wu seemed to be asked, and he lowered his head and didn't speak.

"Maybe that's what you say? I don't remember how strong I was when I was alive. Wu clenched his fists.

"Right now, I just want to fight like this. Boy, come again! Sword Technique: Air Slash! "One, two, three, four. Towards Xiao Yan.

"Sword Technique: Round Shield!" A shield lit up, and Xiao Yan chose to defend. Wu rushed over and rushed to Xiao Yan's side. Black flames burned.

"Sword Technique: Bloody Blade!" A red light glowed around the blade of the sword, and he swung it and slashed down. Like a blood-stained scythe, it reminds people of the user's countless killings, all of which are terrifying.

"Sword Technique: Wheelback!" Xiao Yan slashed in a circle beside him, and with a crimson flame, he smashed on Wu's sword. Crimson flames kept bubbling towards Muru's face, and the temperature was very disgusting to Muru. Well? The flames began to gather in a regular manner, condensing into a fiery dragon.

"Sword Skill: Dragons of Fire Scales! Dragon Dance! Wu hurriedly jumped back, and Xiao Yan took advantage of the situation to pursue. Can even a dragon be summoned? No was a little surprised. Quickly put the sword in front of him, held the sword in his right hand, and put his two fingers together on the sword, in a posture like some Maoshan Taoist priests who exorcised ghosts.

"Sword Technique: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!" Unlike the Maoshan Taoist, this move is releasing ghosts, not exorcising ghosts. The black mist came out, eh, aw, aw!! A large number of ghosts appear serial in the black fog. Xiao Yan lost his vision and senses in this black fog. rushed out from nowhere and slashed at Xiao Yan with a knife, (Xiao Yan parried with a knife) kicked Xiao Yan away.

In the black mist, a white skull rushed towards Xiao Yan, who had just stood firm, Xiao Yan subconsciously blocked, and as soon as the skull touched Xiao Yan's body, it immediately dissipated, causing no substantial damage. Are these all hallucinations caused by the Black Mist Theory? Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan held the sword in his left hand and his wrist in his right hand.

"Sword Skill: Dragon's Fang!" An aura quickly spread around Xiao Yan, mixed with a little flame, blowing black mist like a blower. Drink! With Xiao Yan's roar, all the air pressure around Xiao Yan opened, and the black fog disappeared. Xiao Yan quickly looked around, only to find that all around him were full of nothing, and Xiao Yan was surrounded like this.

"This can't be a hallucination, right?" Xiao Yan stared back and forth at them and said.

"Why don't you try it?" Wu rushed up.

"Xiao Yan, danger!" Xiaochun shouted next to him, and his heart rose to his throat. At the same time, people in the city were watching the broadcast, with the same feelings.

"Sword Skill ......"

"I won't let you get away with it!" The None rushed up one after another, constantly disrupting Xiao Yan's preparation posture, as long as the position was not in place, Xiao Yan's sword skills would not be able to be used. Each of them only cares about disrupting Xiao Yan's preparation sword skills, and he doesn't care about the flaws he exposes in front of the enemy.

In other words, these are all clones, dodging the attack of the clone and making up for it, Xiao Yan had to do this, and at the same time tried to use sword skills. Once the clone is punctured, it will release a black mist, which will more or less affect Xiao Yan's vision.

The last one! You must be the ontology! Xiao Yan slammed his sword at the person in front of him.

"Guess wrong!" Unblocked Xiao Yan's attack, he clamped Xiao Yan's hand with both hands. Behind the real gossip comes out. Staring at the blue particles gathered in Xiao Yan's right hand.

"Hmph, are you using the Twin Knife Flow now? Too late. Wu shouted like this, slashing towards Xiao Yan. Wow!! It was not Xiao Yan who was slashed, but nothing, and his chin was directly hit by the force of the blade and flew out upside down.

"Why do you always let me deal with all this trouble, huh?"

"If I didn't have these troubles, I wouldn't have called you out." Xiao Yan said, Hei Yan appeared, and the blow just now was caused by Hei Yan.

"It's really rare for a clone to have an independent sense of autonomy!" Didn't come out of the smoke, unscathed, can't it be said unscathed? A wound was inflicted on the chin, and the helmet flew out entirely.

Wu's face was exposed in front of Xiao Yan. Copper-colored skin, black hair, a weather-beaten middle-aged man's face, and scars on his skin that can be seen everywhere. Black Yan smashed his mouth.

"Cut, aren't you dead yet?" The horse steps firmly, and Hei Yan holds the sword in his right hand, resting it on his left shoulder (similar to image generation)