Wu Feng and Mei Yingxue met at the same time, and through the fight, they fought fiercely with the mirror Wu Feng.

Under the attack and killing of Wu Feng, a mirror image whose strength has increased several times, both of them seem overwhelmed.

But when the two separated and fled in different directions, the mirror image would obviously hesitate for a short time because they couldn't determine which one to chase first, giving Wu Feng and Mei Yingxue time to breathe.

Mei Yingxue's mirror image flowed like mercury, gradually taking shape.

Wu Feng also took the time to shoot the humanoid with a hidden weapon, but the hidden weapon directly shattered and turned into powder.

The mirror image cannot take any damage during the resurrection.

Wu Feng and Mei Yingxue struggled to support, and they were injured several times in the process, until Wu Feng's combat power gradually decreased, and he no longer had the overwhelming power he had at the beginning.

The two mirror images are attacking and killing again, one after another, and never stopping.

The two are now in a world of illusions, and the mirror image does not feel pain or tiredness. But if you are killed by the mirror image, you will really fall into the endless abyss of death.

The cooperation between Wu Feng and Mei Yingxue is constantly improving, and the degree of tacit understanding is getting higher and higher. But their physical strength was constantly being lost, and their faces were becoming more and more pale.

Mei Yingxue was slashed by a sword again, her silk sleeve was cut, and a bloody mark was left on her arm.

But from beginning to end, she never hummed halfway. This cold girl is extraordinarily strong.

"Can you still hold on?" Wu Feng asked.

"No problem, we're almost done. Mei Yingxue replied lightly.

For some reason, she had a strange faith at this time.

In a critical situation, the two are not like competitors at all, but they are like comrades who have shared life and death for many years, and they have established a strange tacit understanding in a short period of time.

Once again, the mirror image came like a storm.

The mirror Mei Yingxue's long knife slashed angrily, the brilliance was like rolling waves pouring snow, and the strength was heavy one after another, continuously.

Mirror Wu Feng's sword is like electricity, the sword roars endlessly, and the ten swings and ten decisive swordsmanship are wrapped in endless courage, and there is no way forward.

Both mirrors have found that Mei Yingxue's injuries are more serious than Wu Feng's, her face is paler, and her physical strength is even weaker.

Their swords come out together, although they can't be combined, but the mirror strength is higher than that of real people, and when they attack at the same time, they also have a very terrifying power.

Mei Yingxue slanted with her horizontal knife, and the light of the knife flowed like catkins, facing her mirror image with softness.

However, her movements were weak and she seemed to have lost the ability to fight.

Wu Feng was suddenly startled, turned his head to look at her, only to see that he was as white as paper, and the blood marks on his lips were like plum blossoms, and there was a poignant beauty. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, with a hint of restrained stubbornness in the coldness.

He trusts the other party's ability, but still has to make a posture of all-out rescue. Wu Feng's angry sword crossed the air, like a storm hitting the eaves, and the sword blossoms fluttered one after another.

Mirror Wu Feng's offensive was immediately pinned down, and the offensive slowed down, but Mei Yingxue still faced the attack of two mirror images.

When the swords were already on the scene, Mei Yingxue's eyes became clearer and clearer.

Her seemingly sluggish figure suddenly accelerated, her left hand burst up, and she grabbed the sword blade of the mirror Wu Feng into her palm.

The true qi is surging, making the five fingers shine.

The blade of the sword entered the flesh, but it was blocked by the bones filled with true qi, making a dull sound of astringent teeth, and blood slowly flowed out, smearing the crimson blade into blood red.

And the mirror Mei Yingxue's long knife swiped the ground and stabbed into Mei Yingxue's chest herself, but it was blocked by a strange force, and she couldn't move an inch.

Wu Feng looked at her expression, but it was still like ice and snow. Neither the face is distorted by pain, nor is it the look of frenzy in his eyes due to the excitement of battle.

People who are in a state of frenzy can forget the pain. When Wu Feng fought against the wolf thief, he once relied on his ribs to clamp the wolf's claws, and he didn't feel the slightest pain at the time, and only afterwards did he suffer severe pain.

But Mei Yingxue, as a woman, used exactly the same trick with the same expression. Her pupils were as clear as ice, without the slightest warmth.

Either she didn't feel pain, or her mind was terrifyingly strong.

Mei Yingxue's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the deep snow reflected the winter sun, projecting towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng understood, his eyes shot out of flame-like essence, the sword blade was like a long rainbow shocking the sky, a chain of seven swords, the momentum was like an abyss, and the edge was like a rainbow.

The tip of the mirror Wu Feng's sword was pinched by Mei Yingxue with a huge explosive force, although the flesh was cut into the bone, but it couldn't get half a point, and the mirror Mei Yingxue's long knife was clamped by Mei Yingxue herself with ribs, and it was even more secretly suction, blocking the opponent's movements.

Wu Feng's long sword was endless, and in one swing, the two mirror images shattered one after another, turning into endless rain of light, scattered between heaven and earth.

Mei Yingxue swallowed a big pill to treat her injuries and recover her strength.

The colorful light ribbon in the sky suddenly dimmed, the darkness swallowed the world, and the feeling of half-dreaming and half-waking hit Wu Feng and Mei Yingxue again.

The scene changes to prove that the mirror image is indeed truly destroyed, and the two pass the test of the first level.

A rumbling thunder pierced the sky, and the electric snake ran through the dark clouds, winding and twisting.

His feet shook and trembled, and the whistling of the sea water was in his ears.

When Wu Feng stared intently, a huge sail was being filled with gale winds, and the soles of their feet were thick teak planks. Below, there were stormy waves howling, lapping against the chaotic reef.

"This is the sea. "Meiying Snow Road. At this moment, she was covered in blood, but she still spoke with a calm look.

Mei Yingxue bandaged her fingers slightly, then turned her back to Wu Feng, tore off her robe that was completely red with blood, and after pasting a plaster on the wound, she took out a plain white coat from the space bag and draped it.

The blood-stained coat was thrown into the vast waves by her hand, and disappeared in an instant.

"I haven't seen it either. Wu Feng took his hand to the wind, and the long wind blew his hair fluttering: "Even if it's a fantasy, you can feast your eyes." ”

But he was secretly thinking about it in his heart.

When Mei Yingxue fought against the mirror image just now, the damage she suffered was far greater than that of Wu Feng. She allowed herself to be bait so that Wu Feng could deal with the two mirror images. However, with such a serious injury, even if there is a big return, it is impossible to fully recover in a short period of time.

In this way, when she and Wu Feng compete for colorful stalactites, the chances of winning are very small. Could it be that she is really indifferent by nature? However, why does an indifferent person come to compete for the lord of the five peaks? After all, the five peaks are not a great force, but this girl has a mysterious origin, and I am afraid that her identity is extraordinary.

Maybe she really sacrificed herself for the sake of others, and she lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain? Wu Feng thought again.

This strange gigantic galleon, with no entrance to the cabin, only a tall mast and sails on deck, and no one at the helm, moved on naturally, avoiding the long reefs of the sea, like a ghost ship.

Wu Feng and Mei Yingxue stood on the deck, watching the dark black sea roar and surge, reflecting the same dark black clouds in the sky. Only the occasional thunderbolt that crosses the sky can give the world a faint light.

However, since this is an illusionary world, anything can happen. All you have to do is explore and follow the rules of the world.

In addition to the sound of the wind, the roar of the sea was full of water, and the sea danced wildly on the deck from time to time, splashing and sometimes wetting the corners of the two people's clothes. The wind is filled with the salty and humid smell of the ocean.

This vast and unbounded but gloomy ocean is really making people feel extremely complex emotions.

But in the midst of the sound of the wind and the water, suddenly a third voice sounded, which was extremely soft at first, but it was very comforting. Wu Feng felt that the fatigue and pain left by the fierce battle with the mirror image before gradually faded away.

The voice was elegant and tactful, and gradually became clear, making Wu Feng's heart and soul flutter, and he could no longer hear the sound of the wind and waves, or even the sound of thunderbolts in the sky.

This extremely beautiful song is like a drunken dream, which makes people intoxicated.

Wu Feng couldn't control his steps, and walked forward step by step, moving his body towards the side of the ship, trying to hear himself more clearly.

At the edge of Wu Feng's field of vision, a figure swept by. The head of a human being, but with the wings and body of a bird, is faintly visible in its delicate appearance.

But he suddenly shook his spirit.

At the same time, Mei Yingxue also made a calm voice: "It's a kraken." ”

When Mei Yingxue said this, Wu Feng immediately recognized the monster flying under the dark clouds.

He had seen the creature in the bestiary.

This is a kraken that lives in the Great Ocean, and is called a siren by the fair-skinned people of the West Pole. They are adept at singing, luring sailors into losing control of their ships, running aground on the rocks and drecking, or simply luring sailors into the sea to become their food.

However, by now, this thing should be considered extinct like the merman.

According to ancient legends, the Divine Dynasty of Wuzu encompassed the entire continent, including the Western Pole and the Western Desert, which are now occupied by white-skinned people. Six thousand years ago, white-skinned people from other worlds invaded a large area of land in the western part of the continent to form a unique Western civilization.

There are still 10 percent yellow-skinned people in the West, which seems to be evidence of this.

In addition, the Western Desert is rich in extremely pure spirit crystals, so that Middle-earth and the West have an inseparable economic tie. Knowledgeable people in Middle-earth will make their children have a certain understanding of the West.

Wu Feng nodded, diving into his mind to resist the temptation of the kraken.

He reached for two cotton balls and tried to seal his ears. This is the way to fight the Kraken in Western mythology.

But nothing worked, and the singing still penetrated into his mind.

"There's really everything in this fantasy. Wu Feng said.

"The sea is dangerous. Mei Yingxue's red lips opened lightly and spit out five words.

Wu Feng nodded, the purpose of the kraken is to lure them into the sea, this sea is as black as ink, full of treacherous aura, if you fall into it, you don't know what deadly danger you will encounter. (To be continued.) )