Thinking about it, he couldn't help but speed up the movements in his hand, forcibly enduring the discomfort of his body, and the three-foot long sword in his hand was like a dragon going out to sea, and a cold glow suddenly appeared.

After a few moves, he soon found that no matter how hard he tried his best, he was basically fighting the trapped beasts, and he couldn't break free from the siege of these phantoms, let alone find the location of Lu Weihe's true body. On the contrary, he let his internal strength lose faster, his mind became more and more blurred, he could barely grasp the long sword in his hand, and his body was shaky.

There must be something strange in this illusion, in addition to these phantom clones conjured up by Lu Weihe, there must be something else, otherwise, with his strength, even if he fought for three days and three nights, he would never be tired to such an extent, he must have been hit by some kind of psychedelic powder or something.

Huang Fuchen kept thinking in his mind, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest movement in his hands, but even so, in a trance, the door opened widely.

One of the phantoms in front of him stabbed him in the left shoulder with a sword, and swung a palm at the moment, imprinted on his chest, knocking him out more than a few feet, falling to the ground and unable to stand up, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist, and fainting.

His left shoulder was bleeding profusely, wetting his inky shirt, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with red.

Seeing that Huang Fuchen had lost the ability to resist, those phantom clones held long swords in their hands one by one, and quickly stabbed at the veins around Huang Fuchen with lightning speed.

If he was injured by these more than ten sword qi at this time, even if he was lucky enough to pick up a life and survive, he would be a wasted person, and he was afraid that he would no longer be able to hold the sword in his hand, let alone cross the horse and carry the gun, and go into battle to kill the enemy.

At this moment, suddenly a black figure flashed, and Huang Fuchen was caught in his hand, avoiding the fatal blow.

The ten phantoms were stunned at the same time, and they all looked at the comer.

I saw that he was long and thin, and his whole body was covered under a black cloak, and the top pocket of the cloak was low on his head, covering most of his face, so that people could not see his face.

As if he hadn't seen this murderous phantom, he gently helped Huangfu Chen to the side and sat down in the corner, looked down at him for a long time, and then took out a pill from his arms and fed him it.

After Huang Fuchen took the medicine, the eyeballs under his eyelids slowly turned a few times, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The black shadow looked at the fainted Huangfu Chen and was silent for a long time before he slowly spit out a sentence: "You don't look like your mother at all......"

"Who are you? Why not be affected by this illusion? More than a dozen phantoms looked at this mysterious black shadow vigilantly and asked in unison.

Hearing this, the black shadow slowly stood up, stood proudly in place, looked at the more than ten phantoms in front of him with contempt, and sneered: "Just a few of you phantoms, you are not qualified to know who I am!" ”

After speaking, his body did not move, the five fingers of his right hand were clasped inward, and he took the long sword of Huang Fuchen on the ground in the distance in his hand, and then slashed it fiercely in the palm of his left hand, and a bloody color appeared.

The corners of his lips hooked up a bloodthirsty smile, and a rain of blood sprayed out from the palm of his hand, sprinkling more than ten phantoms of Lu Weihe, and said in a deep voice: "Let your real body come to see me!" ”

As soon as his words fell, those phantoms had just been stained with his blood, and they turned into nothing, and they all disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even the thick fog around them gradually faded, slowly receding, revealing the already faint sky above their heads in a moment.

Unexpectedly, none of these ten figures were real bodies, they were all illusions that had been transformed, and this person could see through them at a glance!

Lu Weihe, who was on the tower of the city gate, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up and looked at the black figure under the city wall, his eyes were wide with anger, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He was almost able to succeed, but he was destroyed by this uninvited guest, who saw through his illusion at a glance, and scattered them all, hurting his vitality.

Not only that, but he also easily broke through this fog array, and was not affected by this fog at all, who is he? Once the Phantom Clone technique is activated, unless the caster himself can take it back, only the blood of the Feng family can break it, could it be that this person has anything to do with the Feng family?

He struggled to get up, forcibly suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his chest, flew down from the city tower, stood still in front of the man in the black cloak, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" ”

Hearing this, the black shadow slowly raised his hand and took off the top pocket on his head, and sneered: "General Lu, don't you even recognize me now?" ”

When Lu Weihe saw the face of the person who came, his eyes suddenly widened, he took a few steps back, and said in disbelief: "It's you?!" You're alive?! ”

"Why can't I live? Or does General Lu really want me to die? ”

When Lu Weihe heard this, he immediately bowed down, bowed his hand, and said loudly: "The last general will not dare!" It's just that you didn't listen to the old city lord's persuasion back then, and insisted on going your own way, and then it didn't take long for the news of your disappearance to come out...... That's why you have set up a tablet in the mourning hall...... Since you are not dead, why haven't you returned to Wucheng for so many years? Second master, do you know how much the old city lord misses you? ”

The black shadow collected the cold and murderous aura around him, and gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry for my big brother......"

"Second master, the old city lord has always thought that your disappearance is the responsibility of his failure to be a brother, if he insisted on not letting you out of Wucheng back then, you would not have died young. So after a long time, I was depressed in my heart and finally fell seriously ill, and I left for the west......"

Speaking of the old city lord, Lu Weihe's face was heavy, and it was difficult to hide the respect in his eyes.

"Back then, our wizard clan was killed by the Nanchi royal family and was forced to live incognito in Wucheng for so many years. More than 20 years ago, I watched the sky at night and saw the decline of Nanchi's national fortunes, I knew that my opportunity to avenge my family for this hundred years of revenge had come, and I just obeyed the mandate of heaven and went to Nanchi, but I didn't expect that it would ...... later."

When the black shadow said this, he suddenly turned his head sideways and looked at Huangfu Chen, who had fainted by the wall, and stopped his words in time, and said in a deep voice: "On the day of the funeral of the eldest brother, I actually came to ......."

"Second Master ......"

"Don't call me Second Master anymore, I'm no longer from the Feng family......"

Lu Weihe took a step forward and said hurriedly: "Second master, the old city lord has never really wanted to drive you out of the Feng family, but because of the ancestral training, he has to ...... it."

"I know...... Sleepless is the grandson of the eldest brother, and he was forced to take over the position of the city lord out of desperation. He got married today, I am his elder, I should come to see him, I will leave after reading it, don't tell anyone about what I've been here, and don't say that I've seen me. ”

"Why?!"

The black shadow smiled bitterly, was silent for a long time, closed his eyes tightly, and then said slowly, "Because I am no longer the pure wind I used to be......"

"Second master, you can ......"

Lu Weihe wanted to say something, but when he saw Feng Jingzhi waving his hand, he lowered his head and swallowed the words he wanted to say back into his stomach. He knew that even the old city lord couldn't persuade him to turn back, and it would be in vain for him to say anything, and he couldn't shake him.

"It's not early, I'm going to the city lord's mansion." After Feng Jingzhi finished speaking, he was about to leave, and only took a few steps, but he stopped again, turned around, looked at the unconscious Huangfu Chen, and instructed Lu Weihe, "This person can't be killed!" ”

Lu Weihe was stunned: "Why?!" If he doesn't die, the city lord and the Shangguan girl will never be together! ”