Edgeworth's Technique!

Seeing the spectacular scene of Hanchen being divided into nine, a low uproar was set off in an instant inside and outside the Sanctuary.

It's the Sword Sect's stunt again.

Coupled with the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword just now, Han Chen performed a total of two Sword Sect martial arts, which was simply throwing the face of the Sword Sect and his party on the insole.

Fortunately, the Sword Sect Sect Master was not here, otherwise he would not have spit out a few mouthfuls of old blood in anger.

Even so, Pan Ren and the rest of the Sword Sect gritted their teeth with hatred, and at the same time, their anger suddenly rose, and they were secretly shocked.

The art of the sword is refined to the extreme, and it can conjure up nine doppelgangers, together with the main body, a total of ten people.

Hanchen conjured up eight doppelgangers, and he was only one clone away from the ultimate state of the sword technique. Looking at the young juniors of the entire Sword Sect, no one was able to do this.

Even the dead Jian Yifei was only a seven-way clone.

"This damn bastard boy. Pan Ren scolded viciously, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

At this time, no one paid attention to Panren's swearing.

Inside and outside the Holy Domain, there were more than 100,000 people in the two states of Heaven and Evil, all of them with solemn expressions, their eyes motionless, and they didn't even dare to blink their eyes.

After the fierce confrontation, everyone already understood that the victory or defeat of the battle was about to be revealed.

And who will have the last laugh?

But even Pu Xinghe and Bei Mingcang no longer dare to confirm it.

......

In the sky above the platform of the Holy Domain, nine identical cold days passed through the chaotic power fluctuation area, setting off a fierce killing momentum and rushing towards Pu Xinghui.

There is no difference between the nine Hanchen at all, whether it is the appearance, the expression, or even the aura that emanates is the same.

"Pu Xinghui, it's over!"

The nine Hanchen spoke together, and their deep voices were like thunder. The Tianmang Sword in their hands burst out with a brilliant golden light at the same time, and the powerful sword qi attracted the sky.

"Hey, it's time to end. Pu Xinghui's face was covered with a grim smile, and his gloomy face looked a little hideous.

"Boom!"

Behind him, the golden sea of martial arts force set off an uproar, and when the nine cold days arrived in front of him, the majestic ocean of martial yuan power suddenly burst out of nine extremely powerful spiral pillars of light.

The spiral pillar of light rotated with a flying movement, traversing the sky, and directly impacted the body of the nine cold stars with the momentum of thunder.

"Bang!"

A heavy muffled sound was transmitted in the void at the same time, and Hanchen retreated one after another along with the eight clones who were shaken.

At the same time, Pu Xinghui burst out quickly, holding the Black Flame Holy Spear, rolling up an endless aura of slaughter, turning into a meteor-like light.

"Bang bang!"

Along with the eight explosions, the streamer transformed by Pu Xinghui pierced the body of the eight Hanchen with a hole in the extreme, and these eight Hanchen, without exception, all exploded into a cloud of white mist.

"Hey, the main body is here. ”

Pu Xinghui smirked strangely, and with lightning speed, he drew an afterimage in the sky, and directly arrived in front of Hanchen's body, and as soon as the Black Flame Holy Spear in his hand was sent, the sharp spear suddenly sank into Hanchen's heart.

"Hanchen!"

"Brother!"

......

Mingruo, Shenyu, Xuexi, Mu Tianen, Qixuanfeng and other groups were all pale and trembling.

Oh, my God!

And that's the end of it?

The audience was silent for an instant, and everyone opened their eyes.

Pu Xinghui's shot was as fast as lightning, so that everyone's hearts didn't even do a good job of preparation.

And those who were looking forward to Hanchen's death were all relieved. The Great Elder of the Sword Sect, Pan Ren, sighed softly, "This bastard thing is finally dead. ”

Everyone in Tianfu had a relaxed smile on their faces.

Especially the person concerned, Pu Xinghui, grabbed the Black Flame Holy Spear that pierced Hanchen's heart with one hand, and never let go at all.

Looking at Hanchen's pale face, Pu Xinghui's face was full of pride, "Hehe, stinky boy, go with peace of mind! ”

But at this moment, Han Chen grabbed the Black Flame Holy Spear on his chest with one hand, and the corners of his mouth raised a great mockery.

"You're rejoicing too soon. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a "bang!", and the ninth cold day also turned into a cloud of white mist.

What the?

Nine doppelgangers?

The ultimate state of Edgeworth's jutsu!

......

"Pu Xinghui, you said don't be happy too early. ”

A familiar voice filled with thick mockery came from an area of chaotic energy that had not yet dissipated.

The hearts of everyone present shrank, Rao is Pu Xinghe, and the two famous big men in Beimingcang suddenly changed their faces.

"Whoosh!"

Before everyone could react from the shock, a sharp figure rushed into the sky, and as soon as the palm of his hand was released, the Tianmang Sword immediately flew out of Hanchen's palm.

"Shhh

The air was torn apart, and the Tianmang Sword was like a meteor flying from the Nine Heavens, dragging out long waves of thick qi in the tail, and it hit Pu Xinghui at the extreme.

Pu Xinghui's face changed, and in a hurry, he hurriedly used the Black Flame Holy Spear in front of him, intending to forcibly carry the opponent's strong blow.

"Boom!"

The blade of the Tianmang Sword slammed into the body of the Black Flame Holy Spear, and the surging impact force was like a mountain and a sea, attacking strongly.

Pu Xinghui's body trembled violently, and the Black Flame Holy Spear almost flew out of his hand.

Pu Xinghui looked at him coldly, and shouted, "Bastard, I'm going to kill you." ”

"Hey, it's late. Hanchen sneered back.

"Sword Soul, Sword Soul Slash!"

Before the words fell, an illusory and transparent small sword erupted from the Tianmang Sword without any warning, the small sword was crystal clear, exuding the powerful power of a high-grade holy weapon.

Pu Xinghui's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pintip, and a great look of panic appeared on his ruthless face for the first time.

"Boom!"

In the midst of the different shocking gazes of more than 100,000 people in the audience, the illusory transparent little sword slammed into Pu Xinghui's chest.

"Click!"

The sound of the sternum breaking was unusually harsh, and the clothes on Pu Xinghui's chest were all shattered, the skin and flesh were minced, and the flesh immediately became blurred.

A large mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out of Pu Xinghui's mouth, and the latter's eyes were about to split, and his eyes almost wanted to pop out of his body. The momentum of the strong man who scattered suddenly converged, and it became languishing in an instant.

"Cold, Chen......" Pu Xinghui's teeth burst out of blood, and his hideous appearance looked like a demon.

Hanchen's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shouted disdainfully, "You can shut up." ”

A black shadow flashed, and Hanchen flashed to the other party, raised his leg is a kick, and kicked heavily on Pu Xinghui's chin.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the broken teeth in Pu Xinghui's mouth fluttered with blood, and then like a bird with broken wings, it fell weakly from the sky.

"Boom!"

Pu Xinghui fell on a peak that had been reduced to ruins, covered in blood and fell into the pit, motionless, like a dead dog.

......

Be quiet.

Deathly quiet.

When Pu Xinghui landed, everyone's heart seemed to be still. The unprecedented shock firmly occupied their minds.

Evil wind, evil impermanence, Pu Shiqiong, Yang Dingjie, Ziling, Xueyang, Dao Wai Immortal and other more than a dozen Tianjiao evil sons, their hearts are particularly powerless, and their faces are very pale.

Before the arrival of the Heavenly Evil Conflict, each of them was full of confidence.

But when Pu Xinghui landed, every genius present was frustrated. Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the young figure standing proudly on the top of the holy platform, in front of him, no matter which genius it was, it was difficult to be proud.

Tianfeng Square, there is a dead silence.

The Seven Xuanfeng Great Elder's lips fanned slightly, but he felt that his hands were shaking. In the past few decades, there had never been an incident that made him so out of shape, except today, when Ling Jikai couldn't keep his composure.

The powerhouses of the various sects have different moods.

Only the Sword Sect and the Heavenly Mansion are extremely complicated. For Tianfu, the majesty of hundreds of years was once shaken. Tianfu, who has never lost, is at the door of his own house, losing face.

Tianjiao Pu Tianlin was abolished.

The pride of the sky is that Pu Shiqiong can't even catch a move.

The biggest hole card hidden, Pu Xinghui, lies in the ruins like a dead dog.

The most helpless thing is Pu Feiling, who was "abducted" by others.

The four famous geniuses and demons of Tianfu were all "destroyed" in the hands of one person, which is really funny enough.

......

"Hahahaha. ”

At this moment, a heroic laughter echoed in everyone's ears. On this occasion, there is only one person who dares to laugh so unscrupulously, and that is the person in power in the evil hall, Bei Mingcang.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and after looking at Beimingcang, they couldn't help but sweep their gaze to Pu Xinghe.

Pu Xinghe frowned, and asked sharply, "What are you laughing at?"

"Do you need to say it? Of course I'm laughing at you. "North Mingcang Road.

"Hmph, laugh at me? Do you have the qualifications? Don't forget, you're just a defeated subordinate of mine. ”

"No, no, no. Bei Mingcang shook his head and replied with a playful expression, "Don't forget, we said before, the people on that side can stay at the top of the Sanctuary in the end, and that is who wins." Now that man is neither from thy heaven, nor from my evil temple. How can you say that you won? Hahahaha. ”

"Hmph, that's from my Tianluo Prefecture. Pu Xinghe's face was a little grim.

Hearing this, the mockery on Bei Mingcang's face became even stronger.

"Pu Xinghe, why do you have to pretend again? I'm afraid that you would rather hope that the people of my evil palace have defeated the people of your heavenly mansion, and you don't want to see this kind of ending. Your current expression, in my eyes, is really unusually funny, hahahaha. ”

"Shut me up. Pu Xinghe's tone suddenly lowered to freezing, and there was a bit of anger between his eyebrows.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, if Pu Xinghe was angered like this, I am afraid that there would be even more chaotic things next.

Bei Mingcang sneered and replied lightly, "What's the matter?"

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