"Zhang Xin has finally made a trick, the Zhenzong Secret Style of the Sword Gate!" There was a solemnity in Jian Xuan's eyes, the two of them were quite compatible, and no one could guarantee whether they would become competitors in the future, after he used the Heavenly Sword True Technique just now, Zhang Li immediately responded to the Sword Suppressor, and there was also a taste of competition in it.

The sword is domineering, the domineering is unparalleled, the powerful sword mangs slash the puppet back, and the strength is not weaker than the true skill of the heavenly sword of Jian Xuan.

And Yang Yi's True Yuan Sword, which was already poised to attack, hit the puppet steadily.

In the fragments in the sky, the second puppet was also blown to pieces, but strangely, the two puppets did not leave a fragment of swordsmanship after the disappearance of the demon beasts in the lower three layers, but directly shattered and dissipated in the entire space.

It's just this problem, no one has gone back to think about it now, within the time of smashing the two puppets, there are also two martial artists in the late stage of the Condensation Realm who were accidentally hit by the puppets and vomited blood, but fortunately, the manpower in the late stage of the Condensation Realm here is still quite rich, and if one person retreats, another person will immediately pick it up.

In the whole time of the incense, nearly a hundred warriors were repeating the action mechanically, taking medicine, condensing yuan, and with the explosion of a puppet, more and more people joined the ranks of the siege.

"Boom ......."

The last puppet was shattered under the impact of the True Yuan Sword, and all the warriors looked nervous, for fear that something unpredictable would suddenly happen again.

But after a while, someone finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

Jian Xuan, Yang Yi and Zhang Xin took the martial artists who could still move to completely sweep the fourth layer, and confirmed that there was no more danger before they completely relaxed.

But think about it, the Sword Hall is not a desperate situation, just a place of inheritance, the combat power of the puppet has far surpassed that of martial artists of the same level, if it weren't for Yang Yi and Jian Xuan to command and open the formation, they would have been wiped out long ago.

Just as everyone was relaxing, the staircase on the fifth floor lit up, and a powerful suction force came, and everyone present was caught off guard and suddenly fell into an illusion.

Yang Yi's divine consciousness was turbulent for a while, and then he felt a strong spatial power coming from above the fifth layer, and the strength of the power was far from the point where he could currently compete with it.

By the time Yang Yi was calm, he was already on the top of a 10,000-zhang cliff, except for the ten zhang range where Yang Yi was standing, there was a bottomless abyss all around.

Yang Yi looked around and found that all the martial artists around him had disappeared.

"This is the technique of spatial shifting, what a terrifying power......" Yang Yi's divine sense was far above that of a martial artist of the same level, so he could clearly feel a wisp of spatial power that had not yet dissipated.

"This sword hall is very mysterious!" Yang Yi didn't panic at all, but sat down cross-legged, the power of the Sword Hall brought him here, it must have its intentions, now there are cliffs on all sides, there must be something waiting for it yet, so Yang Yi took advantage of this time to recover the spirit yuan.

As he expected, when he had just recovered the eighty percent spirit element, the space in front of him once again transmitted the power of the previous space.

With the spatial fluctuations like water ripples, a figure slowly walked out, and when Yang Yi saw his appearance clearly, he was stunned, because this figure was Yang Yi himself.

"Mirror ......" In just a moment, Yang Yi figured out the difficulty of this level, which is to challenge his own mirror image.

"Strength, courage, charm, and self, it turns out that this is the case, each layer of the Sword Hall has its deep meaning, and now I am more and more curious about this Sword Codex. Yang Yi slowly pulled out the thunder light sword behind his back.

With Yang Yi's movements, his mirror image also pulled out a thunder light sword from behind his back.

"The same action, interesting, come on!" Yang Yi didn't say a word, his left hand was a little bit, and the sky was thundering!

Mirroring Yang Yi's feet, it was a leisurely immortal step, and then, the same point of the index finger of his left hand, the heavenly thunder that was twice as thick as just now fell suddenly.

"It's so strong!" Before the thunder fell, Yang Yi had already smelled the threat of death.

With a light footstep, he quickly dodged this heavenly thunder, Yang Yi snapped his fingers and flicked, and several heavenly thunderbolts slashed towards Yang Yi, and then he jumped up and swung his sword to attack.

The mirror image Yang Yi turned into countless afterimages in a leisurely step, and all the heavenly thunders missed, and then he also swung his sword upward.

"Okay, just let me see how far you go!" Yang Yicun tried to test the strength of the mirror image, and added three points to the spirit yuan in his hand.

"Bell ......"

With a loud bang, Yang Yi's wrist went numb, and he retreated on the spot and vomited blood.

"This mirror image is actually twice as powerful as mine...... Big trouble......"

In different spaces, all the warriors were facing a mirror image with twice their strength, and even dozens of warriors had been pierced through the heart in one face.

The warriors who were pierced through the heart did not shed a drop of blood, but the space fluctuated, and a suction force teleported them back to the fourth layer of the sword hall.

After teleporting out, these warriors woke up slowly, looked at each other, and sighed at the sky.

The gap began to slowly appear, elite disciples like Jian Xuan and Zhang Xin, even if the strength of the mirror image was twice as high as theirs, they could use their skills to support it.

Looking at Yang Yi's side again, the two afterimages continued to shuttle on the high platform, bringing out the heavenly thunder from time to time, and the ground was full of holes smashed by thunder.

Yang Yi secretly complained, although he could be evenly divided in terms of body technique, but in terms of strength and true yuan, the mirror Yang Yi was twice as strong as him, and the physical defense of the mirror image was twice as strong as him, for the first time, Yang Yi felt that he was so powerful.

The thunder light sword swept, temporarily forcing the mirror image away, and then Yang Yi raised his sword to the sky.

The first style of Dream Bingxiang swordsmanship, dream back to the sky!

It was like a dream, and the space around it was constantly writhing, as if it was in a dream, but the mirror image also raised its sword to the sky.

Dream back to the sky!

An even more powerful sword intent instantly dispelled Yang Yi's dream, Yang Yi only felt a flower in front of him, and the strength on his body gradually lost, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Is this the power of the Dream Ice Flying Swordsmanship?

At the moment of danger, Yang Yi's teeth clenched, Lingyuan hurriedly lifted, forcibly dispelling the dreamy sword intent on his body, and the violent Lingyuan made Yang Yi's meridians begin to ache faintly, but his mind was clear.

Yang Yi hurriedly retracted his long sword, and the sword turned into a shield, beware of the mirror's re-attack.

But the expected attack did not come.

"Huh?"

Yang Yi sighed softly, because he found that the mirror image had also just woken up.

What's going on, the appearance of the mirror image is obviously the sword intent of dreaming back to the sky, the sword intent of the mirror image just now is obviously cutting through its own sword intent, and the power of the sword intent that can hit the mirror image is not strong.

Don't.......