This time, there are more of them. There are ten of them!

And their figures seem to be a little more condensed, and they can use more Dao moves.

Djinn punch!

Maoshan Wind Howling Spell!

Maoshan Yin Thunder Mantra!

Golden Needle Mantra!

Maoshan Flying Sickle Curse......

One by one, the Maoshan Dao Technique was all inclined towards Fu Yang. It can be described as indiscriminate bombardment.

Fu Yang had no choice but to stop destroying more mirrors and quickly dodge the attacks of these ten mirror images. It feels quite embarrassing.

"These weird mirror images, the more and more types of spells they cast. And to go seems to ...... In the order in which I cast them? Could it be ...... As long as I cast any spells, they will learn? ”

This thought surged in Fu Yang's heart.

In the ensuing battle, he confirmed the correctness of this guess.

Really!

These mirrors can mimic his spells, and if they are used once, the newly projected mirrors in the mirror will be able to learn one more trick. The strength is also getting stronger and stronger.

In this way, Fu Yang fell into a dilemma.

If he continues to cast new and more powerful spells, the more and more mirrors that appear will become stronger and learn more spells.

But if he only casts the spells he has already used, he will not be able to cope with the increasing number of mirrors!

In the beginning, the mirror projected one to kill one, and two to kill a pair.

But now there are more than a dozen or more groups appearing, and now there are twenty or thirty mirror images of Fu Yang chasing him outside.

Of course, Fu Yang is also desperately continuing to destroy those mirrors.

He felt that he had destroyed at least one or two thousand faces! The area of activity has also been greatly expanded.

But in all directions, there are still almost endless mirrors......

I don't know how many there are!

And the mirror figures that have not been eliminated by him have exceeded a hundred. Like a group of terrifying locusts, they chased behind Fu Yang, frantically using various Maoshan Dao techniques to attack him.

The scariest thing is...... The mana of these mirrors is almost endless? Able to cast a steady stream of spells without taking a breath.

This made Fu Yang feel a chill in his heart.

In other words, if there is a mirror image exactly like him in the end, the other party will definitely have the advantage. Because, tirelessly, the mana is endless.

"Do you mean...... This fourth test of conferring is to constantly fight against one's own mirror image? But when will it be the end? ”

Fu Yang was anxious, and while carrying more than a hundred mirrors of himself in circles in the air, he thought quickly in his heart.

What he didn't expect was that all of a sudden, in those mirrors in front of him, a hundred more mirrors of himself were projected! It was just stuck right in front of it.

Maoshan Summoning Divine Technique: Djinn Punch!

The more than 100 mirror images chasing behind him, and the 100 new mirror images projected in front of him, performed the same Maoshan Dao technique at the same time.

Djinn punch!

And so, a very spectacular scene appeared.

Two hundred phantoms of giant djinn fists appeared!

Each fist has a square circle, like an enlarged version of an adult's clenched fist. Two hundred appeared at the same time, overwhelming, mighty, and amazing.

"This, so many ......"

Fu Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, radiating an incredible light.

Bang!!!

The phantoms of more than two hundred giant spirit fists hit Fu Yang at the same time. The loud roar and explosion enveloped and swallowed his whole body. At the heart of his position, the air was like boiling water, fluctuating and trembling violently.

This momentum...... Even if the five real people come, they will finish the calves, right?

Fu Yang's fourth conferment, did it fail like this?

Of course not!

Bang!

From the position where more than two hundred giant spirit fist phantoms hit, a loud bang burst out again, and a huge spiritual power fluctuated. This time, it wasn't Maoshan spiritual power......

A hideous and domineering figure slowly took shape in the center of the attack just now.

It's pitch black throughout.

The bone carapace is perfectly integrated with the metal armor, and hideous bone spurs extend from the elbows, wrists, ankles, etc. On his head is a sharp, unicorn helmet with a mixture of metal and bone......

The five-color magic sword wheel behind it rotates slowly!

Phantom Armor.

At the moment when the phantoms of the more than two hundred giant spirit fists were about to hit Fu Yang at the same time, he could no longer care about many scruples. Directly operated the power of the ghost path and the five-color spiritual power of the red pine that was originally suppressed in the body to the limit, and with the Thousand Illusion Sword, he instantly summoned the phantom ghost armor and wore it on his body.

Then he stubbornly resisted this large-scale mirror spell attack!

Sure enough, the power of the Phantom Divine Armor was amazing, and it was indeed directly resisted.

Of course, this is also because it is only Fu Yang's mirror image who casts the "Giant Spirit Punch", and his individual strength is actually much weaker than his body.

Otherwise, if there were really more than two hundred people of Fu Yang's strength who used the giant spirit punch, even if the Heavenly Master came, he wouldn't dare to resist hard!

The Phantom Divine Armor will also have to be blown into slag......

But the good thing is that it's just a mirror. Therefore, Fu Yang put on the Phantom Divine Armor at the last moment, and he perfectly blocked this blow.

The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a sneer: "Next, it's my turn!" ”

The powerful power of the Phantom Divine Armor drove Fu Yang like a black lightning bolt in the air. Through the clouds and fog, the wind and rain, the thunder and lightning, the roar is not endless.

He didn't need to cast any specific spell moves at all, and he just slammed into it with his body. Any mirrored resistance is like a mantis arm as a car, it has no effect at all, and there is no ripple.

Fu Yang flew over, and a dozen or so mirrors in a straight line turned into powder......

He circled around again, and a dozen more mirrors disappeared and collapsed. What's more, the five-colored magic sword, which was like a wheel, was controlled by him with his mind, and it strangled the mirror image in the air at a faster speed than his body flying, which was more efficient.

So in less than two minutes, more than two hundred mirrors that were not very strong were all solved by Fu Yang!

He took advantage of this powerful momentum. He began to attack the glass mirrors in all directions.

The five-color wheel magic sword flew forward, clicking, clicking......

There was a constant sound of glass shattering, and I don't know how far ahead, all the mirrors were shattered. Fu Yang himself used the Maoshan Dao Technique again, but it was also devastating, and he quickly cleaned up a large range of mirrors.

It took a full five minutes of this madness to smash all the mirrors.