Under the oppressive and gloomy sky is an endless pale land, the horizon of the sky is divided between black and white, the undulating sea of skeletons is silent, and only the killing intent and war intent fill this dead space. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With a click, the sound of bone collision broke the dead silence on the ground, and on a high slope piled up with white bones, two murderous figures were fiercely pressing the bone swords clenched in both hands towards each other.

They were two identical skeletons, except for the difference in the bone sword in their hands, even the breath on their bodies and the soul fire in their eyes seemed to be printed out of a mold.

Bai Huang stared at the pale soul fire of the other party, and for some reason a trembling soul uneasiness arose, defeating his own mirror image, such a trial was not uncommon, but he just felt a strong sense of disobedience inexplicably, because this mirror image was too real but abnormal.

In Bai Huang's hand was a curved sword shaped like a flame, and he clenched the cross sword in the opponent's hand with both hands, and the wrestling strength of the two sides was comparable, from this point of view, their basic attributes should be relatively equal.

However, Bai Huang soon realized the gap between himself and the other party.

Bai Huang suddenly felt the resistance of the long sword in his hand empty, and his curved blade sword slashed out, but before the blade could touch the mirrored body, the opponent's quickly retracted cross long sword slashed at his curved blade sword again, and an irresistible concussive force came, making Bai Huang almost unable to hold the curved blade sword in his hand.

His sword-holding hands and the bone sword were swung high, and the middle door was wide open to reveal a large flaw, and he had no time to think, he instinctively took advantage of the situation and airsomed backwards, while condensing a bone shield in front of him.

His response was very timely, but this seemed to be expected by the other party, when the bone shield was formed, the mirror image had already bypassed the bone shield like a gust of wind to Bai Huang's side, and a sword was aimed at Bai Huang who was in the air.

With a click, Bai Huang barely retracted his sword to block the opponent's fluttering blow, but found that he had completely fallen into passivity, the strength of each of his blows, the angle of the possible sword and the response fell into the calculation of the mirror image, the other party is like a clever chess player, taking the simplest backgammon as an example, each of his moves is connected into four unilateral chess pieces, and if Bai Huang doesn't want to lose, then there can only be one landing point, that is, blocking the next landing point where the opponent is about to connect the five pieces, and this is also a trap prepared by the other party for him.

The so-called one wrong step is all lost, once it falls into passivity, whether it is offensive or defensive, Bai Huang can only be led by the nose of the other party.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and with a click, the bone sword in Bai Huang's hand was violently knocked away, and he rolled and grabbed the two short swords on the ground, crossed to block the opponent's slash, and then was kicked away, although he was embarrassed, but he still opened up the distance, giving him a chance to readjust his state.

He glanced at the ribs that he couldn't reassemble after he broke them, and then stared at the other party and said coldly, "Who the hell are you?!"

At this time, in the second layer of the Great Mausoleum, a group of undead people were talking around a huge white ball of light, for some reason, the trial array on the second floor was out of control, although it was still running, they couldn't observe the specific situation in the ball of light, and they couldn't even close the trial array by means other than violence.

It is a place where some of Brut's most outstanding immortals, many of whom are masters in various fields, but they are helpless against this sudden change, which is really shocking.

Suddenly there were two more figures in front of the ball of light that occupied half of the hall, one was wearing a casual sportswear, and the other was a very common one-piece robe, which was the first apostle and the sixth apostle.

Frederick looked at the white ball of light and asked with a rare solemnity, "Can you recapture the array with a technique that you have never seen before?"

Hestia had no doubt that as long as she shook her head, the next moment the entire array would be torn apart by Frederick, and she raised the "Celestial Order" staff in her hand and struck the surface of the ball of light, causing layers of ripples, while the fog that permeated the ball of light showed no sign of dissipating.

"It's a bit tricky, but it's only a matter of time before I want to break it, I just don't know what the situation is inside, and it won't be good if I wait to open the array and there are only a bunch of dry bones left. ”

Frederick suppressed the urge to directly tear the trial array, because that would be more dangerous for Bai Huang, "Do your best, that kid is weird and weird, and it's not so easy to encounter accidents." ”

At this time, in the trial array, that is, in the death space of the pale earth, in the face of Bai Huang's questioning, the mirror image continued to launch a continuous offensive as fast as the wind and fire without saying a word.

Although he didn't get any response, Bai Huang was almost certain that there must be something wrong with the mirror image in front of him, because not only did the other party know his moves and responses, but he was also very familiar with his moves.

All of those moves have traces of their own shots after putting on a pale mask.

If it's just the former, then it can be simply understood that the mirror image will also copy its own thinking and moves, but the weird state of his pale mask is completely realized by borrowing something from outside the group, and the mirror image in the trial can't even copy this state, because then the trial itself will lose its meaning, Bai Huang believes that the old pervert will not do this kind of thing.

And the most important thing is that this so-called mirror image has gone beyond the normal scope of killing intent, and it can even be said to be overflowing malice, the kind of malice that wants to completely destroy itself and wipe it out simply makes the soul tremble.

Bai Huang's left hand was pressed against his chin, and as expected, the pale mask did not appear, which made him reaffirm that this space was likely to be a quasi-spiritual space like the "Mental Image World".

If he was killed by the other party here, Bai Huang didn't know if he would be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Frederick is an old pervert, Christina and I have made a private decision for life!!"

Bai Huang suddenly shouted, but did not wait for any response.

"Doesn't it seem like you can get in touch with the outside world?"

With a click, Bai Huang's short sword parried the opponent's spurt, and then mirrored the empty left hand and pulled out a stabbing sword on the ground and stabbed Bai Huang's face directly, forcing him to continue to retreat, and suddenly fell into the situation of being stabbed by the other party repeatedly.

The mirror twin swords burst into succession, and the dense sword images were about to submerge Bai Huang, as fast as lightning, and as fast as a tide, but this time he was facing Bai Huang's tough attack against him regardless of his own damage.

"Don't think I'm spending my days at a leisurely pace!!"

With Bai Huang's roar, he waved a pair of short swords wildly with both hands, colliding with the tide of sword shadows. Bai Huang desperately captured every sword shadow, his lower plate was as calm as a pine, his upper body was shaking wildly, and his waving hands brought up pieces of afterimages, trying to push away all the surging "tides". (To be continued.) )