"I won't pity the jade at all!" The green-eyed dragon ball snorted, changed the twisted attitude in his tone, and with a sharp turn, he immediately met the black crystal.

The irregularly shaped black crystals in mid-air emitted black light, and more black clouds were paved in the air, and the dark green light of the green-eyed dragon ball shuttled through the black clouds and rushed to kill.

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the ghostly light opened to the sun.

Wu Chen didn't have time to take a closer look at whether the green-eyed dragon ball could deal with Black Crystal, but when he heard a swish in his ears, the iceberg-faced man with broken wings had already rushed towards Wu Chen.

Zheng! He slashed out a scimitar in his hand, and suddenly struck with Wu Chen's Yuhui sword.

Wu Chen's sword made an invincible sound, his footsteps were retreating again, his chest was stuffy, and his body was not smooth. At this time, the defeat was already obvious, and Wu Chen was thinking about how to unload the end of the move with force, and strive to hurt him.

The footsteps swept back, and the offensive in front intensified, and Wu Chen saw the situation around him more clearly from this retreat.

Almost every Ying Tianfu disciple was retreating, and they were all invincible, including Han Qing, the black smoke around her was getting thicker and thicker, which was a manifestation of her defeat to the attack of the night clan woman.

There were people attacking in front of the seven people of Ying Tianfu, and Elder Dai was also trying his best to support it. What is incomprehensible is that there are more than seven people who have just walked out of all directions from Huang Zhong Da Luli.

Why are there only seven people left on the offensive now?

Is it true that such a moral, not to bully the less with the more?

Thinking about a distraction in his heart, the man with broken wings added strength in his hand, and the scimitar in front of him instantly suppressed Wu Chen's sword, with a crackling sound, the sword of Yuhui was uncontrollably drawn, although Wu Chen struggled to dodge, the scimitar cut into Wu Chen's left shoulder.

"Poof. This scimitar was blessed with the man's strong internal force, and above the wound, Wu Chen gushed out a mouthful of blood, which stained his placket and was sad in the cold wind.

Without waiting to turn his head, the green-eyed dragon ball was also defeated and retreated, and the green light around his body was forcibly pressed by the black crystal dark clouds, and the layers were slashed away, and it didn't take long for it to retreat to level with Wu Chen's battle line.

"The wings are broken, what a fierce one!" the green-eyed dragon ball complained angrily

After looking at the green-eyed dragon ball, Wu Chen looked at the black crystal in front of him, and the fierce eyes of the man with broken wings.

"Green Eye, what do you say about him?" Wu Chen asked in his heart.

"What?" the Green-Eyed Dragon Ball voice was a little flustered, it was busy recovering from its internal injuries.

"Is he the Cloud Clan of the Demon Clan?" Wu Chen asked the Green-Eyed Dragon Ball again, thinking about it in his heart.

The green-eyed dragon ball looked at the handsome and ruthless man, who had two wings on his back, but all of them were broken, leaving only two broken wings. The Cloud Clan has always lived in the high-altitude world, and their wings are their mark.

This man's wings were broken, and he was probably trapped by Huang Zhong Dalu because of his evil deeds, and his wings were cut off by the saint.

"It's kind of like ......," Greeneye Dragon Ball pondered.

Regardless of whether he was from the Yun Clan or not, Wu Chen took the opportunity to look around at the strangely shaped people who had just rushed out, some of them looked like barbarians of the Desolate Clan, some of them acted strangely like the Lotus Clan, and there were also women of the Night Clan...... Although he had never seen any of these demon clansmen, he speculated based on the rumors that people had about the various demon clans.

Wu Chen felt a little strange.

Unless they were ghosts, as long as they were demons, humans, or aliens, Wu Chen should be able to see the fluctuations of the energy in their bodies, or feel the fluctuations of their true qi.

And now, when Wu Chen was looking around, he could only see the true qi of the people in Ying Tianfu who was trying his best to resist, but he couldn't see the energy fluctuations of any of these opponents.

Why is that?

Although he stood still, Wu Chen's thoughts were racing in his mind, and the answer seemed to be hovering around his mouth, and it was difficult for him to be sure.

At this moment, the scimitar in the hand of the man with a pair of broken wings in his eyes not far away came out again, drew an arc, turned over and swept straight over.

The sword light was near, and the silver light was like a sharp edge, stabbing Wu Chen's eyes with slight pain.

He stood in place, the sword in his hand had not yet risen, the green-eyed dragon ball was holding his breath, Wu Chen's old wounds were still bright red, and the new wound on his left shoulder was dripping with blood, which was even more shocking.

A thought came to him, I can't see the energy fluctuations of these people, I can't feel their true qi running, is it ...... Are they fake? In other words, this is an illusion?

Nothing more?

The thought distracted him from the dangerous onslaught ahead, and with a loud bang, the scimitar was near.

When Wu Chen reacted, there was nothing else in his eyes, only the light of the scimitar was as sharp as the rising sun falling, scorching everything.

"Whew!"

The scimitar was sharp and instantly pierced Wu Chen's chest.

Hearing the sound of stabbing, Wu Chen instantly looked down, but found that there was only the sound of a scimitar stabbing into his body, but he didn't feel the pain, and he didn't notice the slightest.

Fake!

"Fake!"

At the same time that Wu Chen shouted the words "fake", he looked at the face of the man with broken wings in front of him who had lost his ruthlessness, and the scimitar and black crystal light in his hand also dissipated abruptly.

Wu Chen was already able to conclude that all this was an illusion.

Looking around, the rest of the people were still struggling with their last strength, Wu Chen hurriedly shouted: "This is an illusion, it's all an illusion, if you don't believe him, the enemy in front of you will be defeated!"

When the others heard this, they couldn't believe for a moment that the person attacking in front of them was so real, and the stabbing wounds on their bodies were so real......

Listening to Uncle Wu Chen's voice, the others could only look at Wu Chen between moves, only to see that the man with broken wings in front of Wu Chen was still holding a knife, and stabbed Wu Chen with a knife, but his strength was already weak, and Wu Chen was unscathed.

Yes, it's fake.

"It's an illusion! Get rid of fear, believe it's all an illusion!" Han Qing had already determined after seeing Wu Chen, and she quickly instructed the other disciples.

As soon as Han Qing's order fell, all the people in Ying Tianfu stopped attacking together and waited in place, believing that the person in front of him was fake and everything was an illusion.

If you don't believe it, the illusion will be self-defeating.

Even the eyed dragon leopard firmly believed in Wu Chen's judgment, gave up biting with the devouring beast, and stopped in place.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

But listening to the sound of the sword stabbing in the air around the body, those masters of the Xiuzhen Demon Clan, who were still invincible, at this moment, the sharp blade in their hands had turned illusory, even if they slashed in front of the people in Ying Tianfu, they could not hurt a bit.

Han Qing's personal disciple Xue Chuan saw that everyone was safe and sound, the corners of his tense mouth finally relaxed, and at this moment, the person who had been fighting in front of him also turned away, and behind the figure of that person, he suddenly rushed out of a beast-like desolate tribe and attacked him with a magic weapon, Xue Chuan remained silent and calm.

Han Qing had already turned back, the night clan woman who was haunting her had already dissipated, and she wanted to ask Wu Chen, why did he conclude that these people were all illusions?

At the moment when Han Qing opened his mouth, he only heard an "ah" cry of pain, which shocked everyone's hearts and lungs.

Everyone hurriedly turned around to look, only to see that even though Xue Chuan let out a painful cry, the corners of his mouth still had that relaxed smile, and in front of him was a bloody mouth more than a foot long, with a wide opening, and even the stomach and abdomen in his body could be seen clearly, which was shocking.

For a while, blood gushed like a spring, Xue Chuan's expression was too late to suffer, and his life was over......

"Xue Chuan!"

The other three disciples exclaimed in surprise and ran over to stop the bleeding for him, Han Qing was stunned in place, and Wu Chen's eyes widened in surprise.

The people in front of everyone are illusions, and there is a real person hidden in this illusion?