"Oh, sister, you gave away other people's clothes just now, but now you want to make a move on others, so people will be sad......" After seeing Zhou Mengyao's move, the hundred-faced boy really lowered his head as if he was heartbroken, his shoulders trembled, and he didn't care about the big net that was approaching him.

Zhou Mengyao was furious in her heart at this time, she didn't eat the Hundred Faces at all, and she couldn't wait to directly let her sword intent net crush the other party. However, when the sword intent net was getting closer and closer to the Hundred-Faced Prince, Zhou Mengyao was just a blink of an eye, and the Hundred-Faced Prince, who was still standing motionless just now, suddenly disappeared.

"How is it possible!" Zhou Mengyao's first reaction in her heart was that it was impossible, no matter how fast the other party's body technique was, there was no reason to fly like this surrounded by her sword intent. So Zhou Mengyao hurriedly used the power of the divine soul to control his sword intent net, constantly adjusting the direction, intending to force the other party out through this method. It's a pity that until the time for the big net formed by the sword intent to disappear, Zhou Mengyao failed to find the location of the Hundred Faces Son.

The so-called authorities are fans, and bystanders are clear, and it is very appropriate to use it on Zhou Mengyao at this time.

Zhou Mengyao was still wondering in her heart, how could the other party disappear so quickly, no matter how she looked, she couldn't find it. But in the eyes of others, they only saw Zhou Mengyao's sword intent net flying into the air and stopped, and then kept spinning left and right, but he didn't move forward for half a minute, and the hundred-faced boy didn't even move from beginning to end, and he no longer pretended to be pitiful, and was whistling leisurely.

Anyone can see that Zhou Mengyao has fallen into the illusion of a hundred-faced son. It's just that there must be a process when the illusion is cast, but no one can say when the Hundred Faces Boy used this illusion.

At this time, Kong Ling and Luo Hongling were even more worried about Zhou Mengyao's situation, and at the same time asked Ye Chen to verify everyone's statement: "Teacher, when did you say that Mengyao fell for the other party's move, why didn't I see it?"

Ye Chen held his chin, and it took a long time before he responded: "The law of illusion is a very strange law, everyone's illusion has its own style, it is not so easy to see......"

Ye Chen paused, and suddenly thought of something and asked Meng Zhuyin on the side: "Zhuyin, you said that every time this hundred-faced boy comes on stage, he will try his best to imitate the exact same figure as the other party, right?"

Meng Zhuyin was suddenly asked, first stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again: "Yes, master, he is like this every time." ”

"If so...... Then I think I've got some of it. ”

When Ye Chen spoke, Zhou Mengyao on the stage saw the figure of the hundred-faced boy again, this time, Zhou Mengyao had suppressed the anger in his heart, and replaced it with full vigilance: "It seems that I underestimated you, although you are extremely shameless, but your body is not simple." ”

The hundred-faced boy said "hehe" twice, but he didn't say anything, just stared at Zhou Mengyao through the veil, and the ring became extremely quiet for a while, which formed a sharp contrast with the situation just now.

After seeing the figure of the Hundred Faces again. Zhou Mengyao had already made up her mind in her heart, no matter what the other party was going to do next or what she said, she would never be affected again, let alone take it lightly. Seeing that the other party suddenly didn't speak, although Zhou Mengyao was worried about deception, she still spoke: "Okay, since that's the case, then let's really compete." ”

After that, Zhou Mengyao stood on tiptoe, the whole person rose to the sky, suspended in mid-air with her eyes closed, Zhou Mengyao returned to her cold and noble posture at the beginning, and read silently in her mouth.

"Blue Lotus Sword Song?"

When Zhou Mengyao opened her eyes, she saw that the other party also appeared in the air parallel to herself, and it seemed that she had just finished saying something, and the appearance of opening her eyes made Zhou Mengyao even more shocked, the other party also held a long sword in her hand at some point.

However, the Qinglian Sword Song has been completed, and the Wind Slash in his hand is already ready to be sent. Zhou Mengyao didn't have time to think too much, holding the Qiushui family in her hand, wrapped in the gale of the Dao, and in the blink of an eye, she had already stabbed the position of the Hundred Faces Prince.

Zhou Mengyao's sword passed through the heart of the Hundred Faces Prince, but he didn't feel any real feeling in his hand. The next moment, as the wind blows, the "Hundred-faced Boy" in front of him also begins to blur, and Zhou Mengyao immediately understands that what he stabbed is just a phantom. Frightened, Zhou Mengyao hurriedly turned around, only to see that the boy with a hundred faces was maintaining the same posture as himself, and the sword in his hand pierced his phantom.

However, in the second when Zhou Mengyao turned around, the boy with a hundred faces suddenly turned around. Although she couldn't see the other party's eyes, Zhou Mengyao seemed to have felt the other party's playful eyes through the veil, and this feeling of "looking in the mirror" made Zhou Mengyao feel cold all over her body in an instant, and she had a chilling feeling.

If the previous imitation of the Hundred Faced Boy only made Zhou Mengyao feel ashamed, then what was happening in front of him at this moment made Zhou Mengyao feel frightened.

Fortunately, Zhou Mengyao's martial arts will has always been firm, even in such a situation, Zhou Mengyao still tried her best to control her emotions, frowned and said, "How can you know my Qinglian Sword Song?"

"My sister will, and so will others, isn't there anything strange about that, giggle......"

The Hundred-Faced Boy chuckled, as if he felt taken for granted that he had just reproduced the same sword as Zhou Mengyao.

Zhou Mengyao's hand holding the Qiushui Sword trembled slightly, and she didn't pay attention to the other party's words, thinking rationally in her heart about the possibility of all this happening. In the end, Zhou Mengyao still thought that the other party must have just seen the sword he shot at Wu De, and then learned a fur to scare himself according to the gourd painting, as long as he changed to a sword move that he had not used, the other party would have no choice.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mengyao did not hesitate to put the Qiushui Sword in front of her, and said silently: "Qinglian Sword Song?"

The next moment, Zhou Mengyao's body rushed forward, and the Qiushui Sword was straight at the front, really piercing away like a white rainbow.

However, the situation is not as simple as Zhou Mengyao thought, when Zhou Mengyao erected the Qiushui Sword, the Hundred Faces Boy also erected his sword in style, and every subsequent action was the same as Zhou Mengyao, and there was not even the slightest difference in the angle of the two of them.

As a result, the two approached in the air at a rapid speed. The tips of the two long swords were about to collide with each other. At this time, Zhou Mengyao's heart was excited, and he said in his heart: Even if he can imitate all the movements of my sword, as long as our swords collide together, we can know whether he is using my Qinglian Sword Song or not!