The gray-tin-colored slash broke through the blockade of the six-staff ice prison, and Oni Wuji stood in the center of the ice prison like a budding flower. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Her whole body was surrounded by black mist, as if she was in a dark cloud, and the gray tin source power was continuously poured into the black mist.

Xin Wu, who was distracted, was slightly relaxed in his heart, and Ghost Wu Ji had the source power to break through the ice prison, which was enough to prove that the side effects of the Eight Gate Dunjia were over.

How will the scales of battle tilt next?

"Wake up, Yahime. ”

As Ghost Takehime's words fell, another identical Ghost Takehime appeared behind her.

Holding a mournful voice in his hand, his face is covered with a mask, but the color of the whole person is slightly lighter, like the difference between ink and ink.

Night Hime disappeared into the ground in an instant, but suddenly lightning and flint out of the ice mound high in the sky, and the sorrowful scream stabbed the guardian in the chest covertly and mercilessly.

The shocked watchman made an instinctive defense, and his right palm quickly stretched out, clenching the sorrow, no longer letting the sword advance and injuring his internal organs.

The Eight Gate Dunjia disappeared, and Ghost Wu Ji was a little pity.

If he could hold on for a few more moments, the watchman would not be able to block the screaming thrust with his hands, and this blow would have established the victory of Ki Takehime.

"Modeling - Ice Thorn Spread. ”

Countless vine-like ice thorns stretched out from Wang's left arm, as fast as a running cheetah, instantly piercing Ghost Takehime's body.

However, shockingly, there is not a drop of blood on the body of Yahime, who was stabbed into a hedgehog, she is like a shadow of nothingness, and object attacks cannot cause the slightest damage to her.

Below, the body of the Oni Takehime had already thrown out the sorrow in his hand, and the sorrow shattered the ice mound, and the splashed ice slag cut through the handsome face of Wangshou.

If the main body is on the ground, then who is the Oni Takehime in front of you?

If the Oni Warrior in front of me is not the main body, why can it cause me substantial damage?

If it's the main body, why did my attack simply pass through her body?

The hot breath exhaled from the watchman's mouth was like a bewildering white mist, obscuring his clear and bright eyes.

He didn't even know what was going on.

The situation on the field is simply changing rapidly, but the news in his favor is that the powerful destructive power of Oni Wuji just now has disappeared, and the power has returned to the level of the original battle.

"If the two of them attack together, they can always find out the main body!" The watchman turned into a blue ice sword in his hand, and the blue sand armor wrapped his body again.

He leapt down, his twin swords wiping out violent sparks in the air.

"Poof" Oni Wu Ji rolls sideways, avoiding the split of the ice sword on the left.

"Bang" a gully of tens of meters appeared on the ice surface, and the ice slag on both sides was like a splash of water, crystal clear and beautiful.

This blow is full of gravity and destructiveness, don't you dare to take it hard?

Wangshou turned around on the spot, and the ice sword in his right hand came out of his hand, chasing after the back of Oni Wuji.

The ice sword passed through the body of Oni Wu Ji, and the warden had a bad premonition, and the ice under his feet suddenly cracked, and a black shadow appeared from the ground, and a sword pierced through the center of his right foot.

The blood fell on the ice flowers, imprinting a different kind of beauty.

"Modeling Technique - Eight Desolations Sweep Ice Scroll!" A huge ice crystal storm centered on Wangshou swept and spread.

Between breaths, it had expanded to a radius of 100 meters, and countless sharp ice slag fragments were cutting and shooting indiscriminately in the spherical space, and the destructive power was staggering.

Xin Wu's internal organs suddenly became entangled, and there was a faint pain.

Ghost Martial Ji was almost close to the watchman, and it was impossible for him to escape from this martial art within a radius of 100 meters in an instant.

In order to pursue speed, she didn't transform a source force armor like blue sand armor, how could she resist the cutting of high-speed ice slag?

The rapid wind and snow gradually settled, and the surrounding spectators were able to get a glimpse of the situation in the Colosseum again.

Everyone was stunned, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe, because the situation on the field was beyond everyone's expectations, and Ghost Takehime was unscathed, but instead used a sad scream to penetrate the front chest of the watchman.

The blood dripping from the body of the screaming sword seeped into the ice, and the white ground turned into a red carpet.

The unbelievable watchman slammed his fist into Kitakehime, and the fist passed through Kitakehime's body again.

He stared wide-eyed at another cold and arrogant ghost martial artist a hundred meters away, who inexplicably had a few extra pieces of ice slag on his body, cutting his clothes, revealing white and tender skin like jade porcelain.

Wangshou suddenly realized and laughed softly: "So that's the case, it's really an incredible ability." ”

He retreated in lightning, his body separated from the scream, his fingertips tapping at the wound on his chest, and an ice flower sealed the muscles and blood around the wound.

"Although it's not my body, it's covered in bruises, and Scarlet will really be very sad. ”

When the Eight Desolations Ice Roll was unleashed, others could not see the situation inside.

Looking at himself, he could really feel that the feeling of the ghost takeshi in front of him had faded a little, and the ghost takeshi in front of him and the ghost takehime a hundred meters away had switched positions at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

"One of the two of you is an imaginary body and the other is an entity, and you can switch positions with a very slight time difference.

Presumably, you have a special mark engraved on your body that can teleport to each other.

When I cast the Eight Desolations Sweeping Ice Scroll, you teleported the main body within my attack range to a hundred meters away.

Therefore, your body is almost undamaged, and your virtual body is immune to object attacks, and when my attack force is exhausted, you have transmitted your body to me and inflicted heavy damage on me.

But because he was a little impatient, he was affected by the remaining ice slag, leaving a slight wound on his body.

The moment I first performed my boxing, you once again sent my body 100 meters away, making my attack meaningless.

The teleportation time is very short, and even I can't react to it, but the color of the main body and the color of the virtual body are different.

This can also explain why your body and the virtual body are separated by a certain distance, and you want to use the distance to make it impossible to distinguish the subtle color differences between the body and the virtual body.

But I was lucky enough to accidentally spot the difference between the two. ”

The watchman breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ghost warrior to seek answers: "Is my speculation wrong?"

Oni Takehime didn't say a word, and the sorrowful screams in his hands screamed fiercely, like a flock of hungry crows.

With little power left, and no time to talk to the watchman, it's time to end the fight.

Two icicles suddenly drilled out of the ground, and the Oni Takehime in front of him did not dodge or dodge, and the icicles penetrated his body, but the Oni Takehime, who was a hundred meters away, dodged sideways and retreated several meters.

"You guessed it. Wangshou nodded confidently, but shook his head again: "Having said that, knowing the principle, I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid this trick."

You're strong, so strong that I can only deal with it with the strongest posture. ”

Snow and ice, ice mounds, ice slag...... All the ice crystals in the Colosseum disappeared and flowed into the guardian's body.

Since the time for Oni Wu Ji to teleport is very short, then the ordinary modeling techniques will be easily dodged by her, and the snow and ice sky have no meaning to exist.

The yellow sand reappeared, and several tarantulas and rattlesnakes shattered the thin ice of their bodies and quickly burrowed into the warm sand.

The watchman quickly bit his thumb and drew a strange series of blood marks on the sand.

With her hands back, Oni Takehime rushed forward, slashing at Wangshou with a sword.

Wangshou no longer made a senseless counterattack, and flew to dodge, and his arm, which was half a beat slower, was slashed by the sword qi.

"You're still a little slower, the spell is done. The watchman smiled proudly and recited the incantation lightly: "Extreme-modeling: bloody soldiers." ”

The blood marks in the sand shook violently, and ten ice crystal unicorns emerged from the ground.

The horns are like flames, the eyes are like the glow, the blood is red, and the blue sand armor wraps around it, just standing quietly, domineering and self-revealed.

The watchman whistled loudly, and the five ice qilins galloped towards the Oni Warrior Ji at the far end, fluttering and biting, and the other five approached him like lightning, acting as loyal guards.

"Extreme--modeling, mixed with my blood, creates species that can last for a short time. ”

The watchman spread his hands with a provocative meaning: "Now I have ten helpers, how will you deal with it?"

"Kill them one by one!" Oni Takehime responded coldly, and the main body and Yehime quickly moved closer, one left and one right towards the watchman.

The ice unicorn chased after him, the huge mouth opened wide, and countless ice picks came from the surface.

Ghost Takehime sank to the bottom of the sand, and Yahime ignored the attack and dodged the icicle.

"I forgot that the void has the ability to pierce. The watchman leaped to his feet, the ground on which he was standing was torn apart, and the sand rain fell.

Oni Wu Ji flew out of the ground, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and the tail of an ice unicorn slashed down like an iron rod.

Ghost Takehime teleported the main body, but because it was a little slower than half a beat, a blood mark was punched in the abdomen.

The rest of the Ice Qilin launched a new round of biting and tearing, and their movements were agile, forcing Oni Wuji to retreat one after another.

The watchman who landed safely smiled proudly: "The longer the time, the more the ice qilin will consume my essence and blood, but the advantage is that I have a spiritual connection with them, and when you attack me, it must be the main body, this is your flaw."

What martial arts and attributes can be faster than human thinking?"

An ice unicorn launched a surprise attack from the hidden rear, and Oni Wu Ji slashed the tentacles of the ice unicorn in front of him with a sword, and the lightning turned around, blocking the sorrow in front of him.

The ice qilin left tooth marks on the body of the Sorrowful Sword, and the ghost martial artist had some faint pain.

She urged the source force into the sword, and the huge crescent-shaped slash split the ice qilin in half, and the blood was stained with the hideous mask.

They have life!

"Huh" The rest of the ice unicorns rushed up aiming at the opportunity, and the ghost martial artist teleported the main body, and the ice unicorn's attack penetrated the virtual body, and returned in vain.

The diligent running Night Ji turned into a body, but the ice unicorn swarmed up, its giant claws tore the ground, and the yellow sand flew away.

Oni Wu Ji deftly dodged to the side, dodging the onslaught of the Ice Qilin, and reflexively stabbed its eyes with a sword, a few drops of blood spilling out of its merciless eyes.

She rolled on her side, but her body was tied by the tail of another ice unicorn and dragged to the ground.

She glanced to the left with her peripheral vision, and Yahime was surrounded by four ice unicorns, and even if she teleported there at this moment, the danger was still not diminished in the slightest.

Whether it is the main body or the virtual body, it is always stared at by this group of unicorns, limiting the power of the twin shadows to the greatest extent.

"Modeling - Frozen Mausoleum!" The watchman descended from the sky, holding an ice coffin in his hand, and slammed it down.

"Black Lotus Blossom!" Ghost Warrior Ji spun around, and a high-speed scream gave rise to a wave of qi, shattering the ice qilin and tying his tail.

At the same time, Yahime retreats to the ground, and the moment she lands, she teleports herself to the bottom of the sand, away from danger.

The warm sand was tight and dense, and the scarce air underground made her chest tight and short of breath, but it was far less oppressive than the pressure of the watchman.

The Ice Qilin was dressed in blue sand armor, and it was not afraid of pain, and ordinary attacks could not hurt it at all.

To kill the Ice Qilin, she must use the Sorrowful Slash, and the source power she has left at this moment can support her to use the Sorrowful Slash up to three times, once the source power is squandered, the loser will be herself.

At dusk, the moon hung in the sky like a silver plate, sprinkling a light light as water.

What's even more unfortunate is that today happens to be the fifteenth full moon, and her strength will only get weaker and weaker.

The watchman looked at the blood left by the ghost Wu Ji on the ground, and smiled proudly: "She is already at the end of the strong crossbow......"

As soon as the words fell, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his stomach, and he clung to his chest on his knees, and the remaining ice qilin on the field was reduced from nine to four.

The human body is really fragile, can't it support it with so much blood?

Wangshou angrily smashed his fist to the ground, and the body he possessed was just an ordinary person without source power.

Whether it is the toughness, endurance, or defense of the body, it is far from being comparable to the body of Oni Takehime, and it is already surprising to persist so far.

Am I almost at my limit?

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