"Humph!" The projection of the sword looked arrogant, snorted coldly, and also made a move, and immediately entangled with Ye Tongtian. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ye Tongtian immediately felt a little bad, the projection moves of the sword were flexible and changeable, the tricks were old and spicy, and the tricks were constantly false, cheating, ruthless, and yin tricks, and he generally used the tricks of eighteen drops, and it was also close to the level of Dacheng!

"I am your projection, I know everything about you, I have all your means, and my martial arts realm is better than yours!" The cold words of the sword projection came, "How can you win?" You are doomed, so be doomed! ”

"Really?" Ye Tongtian gritted his teeth, his spirit was tense, if the other party really had the realm of ordinary exercises, it would indeed be a hard battle next, he knew the characteristics of the eighteen falls, and there were too many means of control and suppression, once he succeeded, he could firmly control the enemy between the palms, making it weaker and weaker, until it was destroyed.

Therefore, in this battle, Ye Tongtian knew that he could not make any mistakes, just as he was confident that he could catch any mistakes of the other party, then the projection might also be able to catch all his mistakes, and if he made a mistake, it would be a catastrophe.

Recruiting and recruiting, the battle situation is difficult. Ye Tongtian felt extremely strained, the projection of the sword was like a nasty dog skin plaster, sticking to him, no matter how he shook it, his moves were light and heavy, false and real, there were always unguardable means, his strength skills were also perfect, he could disintegrate all his attacks, he finally realized what it was like to face the eighteen falls in the face of stained clothes, this is really uncomfortable.

The feeling of exhaustion gradually emerged, but Ye Tongtian was even more excited. The projection of the sword is indeed stronger than him, the martial arts cultivation is a small realm higher, and the advantage of physical strength is obvious, if the fight continues like this, the result can actually be imagined, unless Ye Tongtian can break through in the battle, get into the clothes and fall into the realm of living blood, it is possible to change the status quo.

But it's almost impossible for such a thing to happen. The so-called thick accumulation can thin hair, even if the understanding is strong, you can't pin your hope on the spot to break through.

Ye Tongtian was feeling the joy of this duel, the more tired he was, the more excited, the more difficult, the more excited, and in the end, he actually laughed out loud, revealing his arrogance.

"It's rare to have such an opportunity, you can fight with your own projection, you can personally feel the method of dipping your clothes, only by really facing it, can you see its terrible, in order to understand its shortcomings, this time in the war, Ye has benefited a lot, hahahaha!" Ye Tongtian was like crazy, his whole body was soaked with sweat, but his eyes were full of light.

"The man who is about to fall silent should be so rampant! Die! Compared with Ye Tongtian's exhaustion and weakness, the projection of the sword was obviously in full swing, and at this moment, he raised his momentum again, and directly pronounced Ye Tongtian's death in a cold voice.

Ye Tongtian's eyes were cold, and he shouted: "How can the victory or defeat be determined by you, you are just a projection, and you may have the same means as Ye, but do you have Ye's heart for martial arts?" Ye asked, can you agree? Let me tell you a truth, in this world, there is a strong heart before there is a hard fist, and there is an invincible will before there is invincible martial arts! From the start, you're doomed to defeat, even if you step into the Living Blood Realm. ”

"Besides, Ye Mou also has a magical power, and he determines that you can't use it!" Ye Tongtian's expression was straight, his eyes closed but suddenly opened, and he shouted: "Insight into the illusion, see through the confusion, restore the vacuum, false peeling, open, martial arts heavenly eye!" ”

An inexplicable artistic conception erupted from Ye Tongtian's body, a blue light flashed above his eyes, and the power of the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye exploded, and suddenly, the projection of the sword became a ball of energy in his eyes, and his gaze fell, evaporating like water vapor, and the gray space around him also disintegrated and disappeared like ice and snow melting.

Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, the magic of power, can see all illusions and falsehoods, its power does not act on the eyes, but directly feedback to the mind, which can make people see through the truth and get out of the illusion.

What kind of sword projection, what sea perception space, in the final analysis, is just an illusion, a fantasy, an illusion, the moment the martial arts heavenly eye opened, the power of sobriety burst out, and Ye Tongtian instantly jumped out.

The real scene surfaced in the bottom of my heart, the Taiqing Hall was in a mess, Ling Jiuxu and Shang Chaoge were still competing for internal strength, the Iron Turtle and others were unconscious, and the ancient sword Taiqing was stabbed obliquely in front of him......

He suddenly woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, and then quickly jumped up from the ground, and his gaze turned again, staring at the ancient sword Taiqing.

"What an ancient sword, it actually pulls people into the illusion realm and gives birth to the projection of the sword, so powerful!"

He seemed to have an understanding, stepped forward, without any hesitation, his right hand reached out, and with a bang, he actually pulled out the ancient sword Taiqing from the ground.

"System prompt: The ancient sword has a seal, and non-disciples of the Heavenly Sword Palace can't hold it for a long time, if you don't let go after ten breaths, the Taiqing Divine Light will automatically shoot out, hurting the mind and body, the middle one is unconscious, and the spiritual sense is closed."

Hearing the system prompt, Ye Tongtian's right hand holding the sword trembled, this sword is not vulgar, but it is obviously impossible to have, he looked at Ling Jiuxu and Shang Chaoge who were still competing with internal strength in front of him.

Obviously, these two people are not equal, whoever can obtain the ancient sword Taiqing, then whoever can win.

Ye Tongtian's brain spun quickly. Help Shang Chaoge to get a treasure chest in the palace, and help Ling Jiuxu to get a sword technique, but which reward is better?

After a short comparison, Ye Tongtian threw the Taiqing Ancient Sword in his hand at Shang Chaoge.

"Thank you brother Taiwan for your help, Shang will have a good reward!" Shang Chaoge, who was competing with the internal force, left a little in his left hand, and the ancient sword Taiqing suddenly floated behind him obediently, and at this time, he was full of pride, and a powerful momentum burst out from his body.

Ling Jiuxu couldn't stop it, his complexion changed greatly, as if he felt a great danger, he suddenly gritted his teeth and luck, wanting to break free from the state of internal force competition, even if it was counterattacked, it didn't matter, but it was too late, Shang Chaoge, who had mastered the ancient sword Taiqing, made a strong move, and the sword qi of Qingmengmeng flowed out from the ancient sword Taiqing, entering his body, and then a strong force rushed out from Shang Chaoge's right palm!

Like a rolling river rushing out angrily, Ling Jiuxu was directly knocked out, his body fluttered like a piece of paper, and blood spilled down the sky! And Shang Chaoge's strong palm power was not completely vented at all, and the energy went straight to the sky, destroying the withering and decaying, rushing out a deep ravine on the ground, and then banging, the magnificent Taiqing Hall was punched out of a huge hole.

Boom, the ground trembled, and half of the hall collapsed.

"I have not been defeated by you! Shang Chaoge, we'll see you in the future! ”

Although Ling Jiuxu was miserably defeated, blood was spilled all over the ground, and he was seriously injured, but he did not die, he mustered up his remaining strength and shouted, and at the same time, his figure was misty, and he actually went out of the hall and quickly disappeared.