"Let's go!"

The king of the moon service shouted, and the competition officially began.

"Hmph, boy, your maid will soon be mine. Milan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the strong spiritual power belonging to the Liangyi Realm exploded, and the powerful momentum instantly filled the entire martial arts arena, directly pressing Mo Ming.

Xiu nodded, and said with a smile to the Yuefu King on the side: "Old fellow, I'm afraid that your abacus will fail this time, so I'll thank you for your Zhuyan Fruit in advance, haha." ”

The king of Yuefu glanced at him coldly, then turned his head, moved his gaze to Mo Ming, who was stunned in the face of Milan's powerful momentum, and suddenly replied in a deep voice: "Now the competition has just begun, I don't know who wins and who loses, I'm afraid it's too early for you to say." ”

"Oh, yes, it seems that you have a lot of faith in this little creature of your people, and I want to see how he defeats the strong with the weak. Xiu raised his eyebrows, said with a mocking smile, and then also focused his attention on the martial arts stage, and at this time Milan had already made a move, bullying himself, and the two finally got in touch.

In the face of Milan's powerful attack, Mo Ming didn't move, and the expression on his face didn't even change at all, standing there watching Milan's strong attack.

"Is this guy scared silly?" someone from the subhuman tribe teased.

"Hmph, what if you don't be stupid? Princess Milan is a master of the Liangyi Realm, he is just a small Vientiane monk, no matter how much he resists, he will end up in a miserable defeat. The other man picked up and said disdainfully.

Milan's eyes sank, and his face was like frost. He said angrily in his heart: "Hmph, do you underestimate me? Then I will let you repay me." ”

Rumble!

Milan's powerful blow hit Mo Ming's chest straight down, but to everyone's surprise, people imagined that Mo Ming was shocked by a blow and vomited blood and fell down, but Milan, who took the initiative to attack, was shocked back by the rebound of Mo Ming's body, and flew backwards for several meters to stabilize his body, and his fair face was flushed, obviously suffering a loss.

"How is that possible? He obviously didn't move, and actually blocked Princess Milan's attack. And it also shook the princess of Milan. The people were amazed. And the Shura people, who were originally a little depressed, suddenly became excited, and one by one they shouted at the sub-human people on the opposite side as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, although Mo Ming did not attack. Didn't even do Milan any real harm. But it is precisely this that makes him even stronger.

"Interesting. The body of this little guy of your clan is so strong, it is estimated that he has reached the Liangyi realm. When did your Moon Clan start to pay attention to physical cultivation?" Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly. Although Milan's attack failed, there was no worry on his face.

The Yuefu King just glanced at him lightly, but did not speak, he knew that Mo Ming's body was strong, but this was not his strongest state.

"Princess Milan, are you alright? If you only have this level, I'm afraid you won't be able to use it my little maid. Mo Ming reached out and patted the crumpled clothes on his chest, and said with a smile to Milan, who had a slightly dull gaze.

Milan's face changed, and he said angrily: "Arrogance!" At the foot of the foot, the person has hit up again, and then there is a rolling spiritual power, more violent and fierce than the previous blow, she did not use all her strength in the previous blow, and seeing that the other party did not resist at all, she was worried about killing the opponent and collected a little strength, but was shocked out of the ugly, at this time with anger, no matter how merciless, the spiritual power finally exploded with all its strength, and suddenly overwhelmingly came to Mo Mingbao.

Mo Ming's face was slightly gloomy, this time he didn't choose to carry Milan's attack again, when Milan shot before, he felt that Milan didn't seem to be doing his best, and on a whim, he wanted to try how strong his body was, so he used his body to take it hard, but his behavior obviously angered the opponent, and the master of the peak of the Liangyi Realm who broke out with all his strength must not be underestimated, and he had to get serious.

Boom, boom, boom......

Milan is more and more frightened, but the more angry she becomes, although she has tried her best, the spiritual power unreservedly bombarded the opponent, on the surface it seems that she has the advantage, the opponent is losing and retreating, defending more and attacking less, but she knows that the opponent's defense is not leaky, there are rules and regulations, not chaotic at all, and there is no nervousness on her face, obviously the opponent has not done her best, on the one hand, she is secretly shocked by the opponent's strength in her heart, on the other hand, she is very angry at Mo Ming's words.

"Princess Milan, I finally know why my little maid looks down on you, you see that you are a master at the peak of the battle level, and there is nothing you can do about me, a little cultivator who has cultivated a whole level lower than you. While dealing with Milan's crazy attack, Mo Ming said cool words and stimulated Milan with words, making Milan's mood become irritable and his shots became more and more ferocious.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, I have to decide on this maid today. Milan said angrily, the jade hand flipped over, and suddenly there was an extra thing in his hand, but it was a two-foot-long knife, the blade was slender, the blade was sharp, shining with cold light, and the handle was engraved with complex patterns, which was very exquisite, and the energy fluctuations emitted from the knife body, Mo Ming clearly felt that this was at least a magic weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon.

"Princess Milan, what's the matter? If you can't beat me with your fists and feet, do you switch to weapons?" Mo Ming dodged a cold blade, and said with a flirtatious smile, "Hehe, I'm afraid that even if you play with weapons, Princess Milan, you are not my crippled opponent." ”

Mo Ming said, his heart suddenly moved, and a long sword had appeared in his hand, and the whole body of the Heart Punishment Sword was gray, it looked inconspicuous, and it was completely unbeautiful, and he couldn't even feel the fluctuations coming from the sword.

"Heh, this guy is just here to be funny, take out such a broken thing and want to compare it with the best spiritual weapon in the hands of Princess Milan, the Bee Crushing Knife, I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

When Yue Lanqi saw Mo Ming take out the sword, her eyes suddenly moved, and she couldn't help but think of the situation when she and Mo Ming first met, and it was that sword that caused the current situation, and the feeling in her heart became a little complicated for a while.

This time, Mo Ming took out his sword but did not take the initiative to attack, and was still a passive defense. Block Milan's ferocious attacks again and again.

"What does he want to do?" Yue Lanqi looked at Mo Ming, who had no desire to attack on the field in her heart, but only cared about playing tricks, but she clearly remembered how fast and sharp this person's swordsmanship was, making her powerless.

"If the princess of Milan still can't defeat me in weapons, I think I'll advise my little maid not to take you away, otherwise anything will not work, but will become a burden. Mo Ming sighed.

Milan's face was as cold as frost, but he was secretly anxious in his heart, although this person was cheap, but his swordsmanship was really good. Even though she's done it all. Still helpless against each other.

"Hmph, even if you are reckless, wait for my trick to come out, no matter how strong your swordsmanship is. It's the same to be hit. Defeated by my hands. Milan thought to himself. At this time, Mo Ming suddenly said: "Princess Milan, I have a proposal. I don't know if Princess Milan dares to take it?"

Milan's eyes sank, his face did not change his anger, and he shouted coquettishly: "If you have anything to say, you won't have a chance." ”

Mo Ming didn't care, and said with a smile: "I suddenly feel that if it seems too boring to be a maid for only a month, why don't we increase the stakes? If I lose, then I and my little maid will be at your disposal Princess You, but if you lose, Princess, I want Princess you to swear to be my little maid's follower, how about it? Princess dare to bet with me?"

Yue Lanqi's heart was shocked, and she secretly thought: "It turns out that he fought this idea, deliberately stirred up Milan's anger, and then provoked her to raise with himself, Milan, who was filled with anger in his heart, is likely to make some abnormal moves, but why did he want to provoke Milan to be my follower? and let her make an oath, what is his purpose, is it just to take a breath?" Yue Lanqi's heart was full of doubts.

Milan frowned deeply, although she was furious in her heart, but she had not been carried away, the follower is a profession of the subhuman race, in the form it is like an entourage, but it is the kind of retinue that is the most loyal, will never betray, will give up everything for the master, and dedicate everything to the master, it can be said that once she becomes Yue Lanqi's entourage, then everything she does must be in the interests of Yue Lanqi.

"What? Princess Milan doesn't dare? Or are you afraid that you will lose to me, a little cripple?" Seeing that Princess Milan hesitated, Mo Ming spoke aggressively again, Milan's face changed when she heard this, and she suddenly became angry, and laughed coldly: "Ridiculous, I, Milan * Joseph, the princess of the Joseph Dynasty of the subhuman race, how can I be afraid of you, a little cultivator, okay, this princess will agree to raise with you, if you lose, this princess will definitely let you suffer a thousand kinds of torture to eliminate the anger in my heart." ”

"Hey, Milan's personality is still too impulsive. Xiu, who was watching the battle, sighed slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "But forget it, she will definitely win in the end anyway." ”

When Milan made an oath, Mo Ming suddenly smiled weirdly, the long sword in his hand suddenly shook, a little under his feet, his body suddenly accelerated, changed his previous defensive position, counterattacked, the sword light flashed, and a dazzling cold light.

Bite!

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at the situation in the field in amazement, only to see that the Milan princess, who had the advantage, was actually broken by a move, and the spirit weapon knife in her hand was weakly thrown away, inserted on the ground, and a little cold light was gently against her jade neck, and her white and tender face was hung with a thick shock, everything happened too fast, and the situation was reversed between the lightning and flint.

"Princess Milan, it seems that I am better in weapons. Mo Ming said with a smile, but suddenly he felt as if his head had been hit by something heavy, he was a little dazed for a while, and his body shook a little, and at this moment, Milan, who was originally under his sword, took the opportunity to get out and retreat, he clearly saw the third eye on Milan's forehead, which was originally closed, was half-open at this time, and a clear eye was looking at him from the slit in the eye.

"It's a soul attack!" the Moon Suit King's face changed and he whispered to himself.

"Hmph, although I underestimated this little one-armed kid, his body is very strong, and his swordsmanship is even more superb, but the soul secret method can directly act on the soul, no matter how strong your cultivation is, it will have no effect. Xiu smiled proudly at the Moon Suit King.

Mo Ming's eyes sank, his soul strength had reached the late stage of Vientiane, and it was more condensed than ordinary people, and he would actually be hit in an instant without noticing.

"Oops!

Mo Ming's headache slowly recovered, but when he raised his head. But he found that the environment he was in at this time had changed drastically, the martial arts stage was gone, Milan was gone, and even the people watching the battle around him had all disappeared, and the only thing in front of him was a mirror, and the place he was in was like a huge room composed of mirrors, and his figure was reflected in each mirror.

Mo Ming had a headache, he had entered a lot of illusions before, but no matter what form of illusion it was, it was the most unwilling to remember, the most unwilling to think of things or the things that people were afraid of in their hearts. So the illusion is terrifying though. But it is also an excellent place to sharpen to overcome the weakness in the heart, but in this illusion created by Milan, there is nothing, only one side of the situation.

I've been standing in the room for a while, but nothing has happened. Only he stared at himself in the mirror in a daze.

Mo Ming stretched out his hand and touched the mirror. But I was surprised to find out. The mirror that his fingers touched was like ripples like water waves, layer by layer, and then he was shocked to find that his own expression in the mirror suddenly changed. As if there were two people with him, he didn't move, and the self in the mirror suddenly took out the long sword.

The sword light flashed, and a sharp sword suddenly stabbed out of the mirror, and the little cold on the tip of the sword made his pupils shrink suddenly, and his feet were in a hurry, and he retreated again and again, and a figure actually came out of the mirror, but it was exactly the same as his appearance, but there was a fierce color in his eyes, and then looked at the previous mirror, but he was surprised to find that the mirror at this time turned stone after the figure came out.

The long sword in the mirror was shocked, and it pressed up again, a ray of edge was like a flash of light, and it was shocking, Mo Ming was shocked in his heart, this familiar move, and even this familiar feeling, was clearly the strongest move among the swordsmanship he knew, and the killing god swordsmanship after the improvement of the killing swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship lacked that fierce killing intent.

"Hmph, a killing sword technique without the will to kill is not a real killing sword technique at all. Mo Ming's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he whispered to himself, and then took out the Heart Punishment Sword, and the next moment the sword light suddenly appeared, and a cold light flashed, and Mo Ming, who came out of the mirror, was divided by a sword, but there was no corpse, but turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated in the room, and the previous mirror did not change back into a mirror again.

"Could it be that the exit is hidden behind one of the mirrors?" Mo Ming's heart moved, and he thought secretly, but looking around, there were no less than a thousand faces of such a size in the entire room, but they looked exactly the same, and he couldn't find out where the exit was.

"Can we only determine piece by piece?" Mo Ming said to himself helplessly, he didn't like to look at himself when he was slashed and killed, and the person who killed him was himself, which made him feel very uncomfortable anyway.

Wow!

As soon as Mo Ming's hand moved, a sword qi erupted and cut straight into a mirror in front of him, the mirror surface rippled, and the sword qi went straight into it, and the mirror immediately returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Wow!

Mo Ming frowned, and suddenly backhanded another mirror and emitted a sword aura, but the result was the same as before, without causing the slightest change in the mirror.

"It seems that the only way to do it is to do it in a stupid way. Mo Ming smiled helplessly and walked towards one of the mirrors.

For a while, the sword light flickered in the room, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and a strange scene was presented in the room, only to see several identical figures fighting, and even the weapons and moves used were exactly the same.

In the illusion created by Milan, it is like a mirror, each mirror will be copied inexplicably, whether it is the body, spiritual power, or even what he has learned, it is exactly the same, but he cannot copy the laws of the Great Dao imprinted in his soul, these laws involve the way of heaven, especially the secret method of the nine secrets of the sky, which is unique, even if the projection in the arrogant mirror, once it comes out of the mirror and becomes an independent individual, it is impossible to have.

Time has passed quickly, and half of the nearly 1,000 mirrors have turned into stone at this time.

"Why haven't you found the exit yet?" Mo Ming put away his long sword, took a breath, and secretly sighed that his luck was not good, although because of the law, the reflection in the mirror did not cause him too much danger, but after hundreds of battles, it also made him consume a lot of physical strength and spiritual power, and there was no spiritual power in the space of this mirrored room, and the spiritual power consumed could not be replenished at all.

"No wonder Yue Lanqi said that she is not Milan's opponent, the Shura clan cultivates more secret methods and bloodlines, but few of them practice the way of heaven, once it is copied, there is no advantage at all, and it will definitely lose after a long fight. Mo Ming sighed in his heart, but he didn't know that Milan, who had been trying to maintain the illusion at this time, was surprised in his heart.

Since her second advance in the eye of the sky, after deriving the mirror image of the mirror flower and moon, there are few opponents in the circle of the subhuman race, and even some cultivators who are stronger than her have to suffer in her illusion, the number of mirrors in the mirror technique is determined according to the opponent's cultivation, and her cultivation is generally maintained in the hundreds, and the stronger the strength, the number of mirrors will decrease, and if the cultivation is lower than her, the number of mirrors will increase accordingly, but there is another weakness in the mirror technique, that is, although the image copied in the mirror has the same appearance as the one in the illusion, But the cultivation is related to the cultivator's own cultivation, Milan only has the cultivation of the peak of the Liangyi realm, so the cultivation of the image cannot exceed the peak of the Liangyi realm anyway, if you meet an opponent who is determined by the cultivation of her, the cultivation of the image will be the same as the opponent, and if the opponent's cultivation is higher than her, and it has reached the reincarnation realm, then the cultivation of the image will stay at the peak of the Liangyi realm.

"This guy is actually so strong, he has actually killed hundreds of mirror images one after another, obviously his cultivation is only Vientiane, why do these mirror images seem to be vulnerable in his hands at all, hundreds of vicious battles can't make him show fatigue. Milan was puzzled in her heart, but at the same time she was also secretly shocked, she also saw the means of mirroring in her eyes, the swordsmanship was exquisite, compared to her, I don't know how many times stronger, and the body was even stronger, if any mirror image was placed outside, it was capable of rivaling a cultivator of the Liangyi Initial Realm, but the sum of hundreds of strong people was still not the opponent of the body, and her heart had faintly begun to regret that she was about to agree to the bet with Mo Ming for a while. (To be continued......)