Chapter 211: The Mirror and the Mirror Image

Obviously, the black-clothed immortal didn't expect that the white-clothed man would shut up and stop talking, so he had to say again, "Do you think he can take over Master's work?" ”

The gaze of the white-clothed immortal wandered between Xu Mo and the distance, and said, "I don't know this, I can't even figure out why Master chose him as his heir, but since it was appointed by Master, I believe that there is a reason for him." ”

In the eyes of the white-clothed immortal, the master is a person who knows the truth of heaven and earth, it is impossible to choose an ordinary person as the successor, and choosing Xu Mo proves that he is indeed superior, although he may die at any time if he is knocked to the ground now, but the ghost knows what will happen in the next second, so he is looking forward to the young man in his eyes being able to stand up strongly.

Emperor Yuan closed his eyes and recuperated and probed Song Daoyuan outside the barrier in front of the mountain

Feng Zheng came to Song Daoyuan's side, put his hands behind his back and began to look at the enchantment and said, "With your current cultivation, it can be said that you are the strongest existence at the peak of this world, if even your attack can be easily devoured, then there will be no other force that can break it, it is very terrifying." ”

"No!" Song Daoyuan shook his head and said, "The Vigilant Sword and all my attacks disappeared out of thin air, and on the surface, they were all devoured, but I could feel that the sword qi of the Vigilant Sword was still there, and the spiritual power I used to launch the attack had not dissipated." ”

Listening to Song Daoyuan's words, Feng Zheng began to think and judge carefully, trying to grasp the key to find out the problem, for a long time, he seemed to have something to gain and his brows jumped and said, "We obviously saw the police sword disappear out of thin air before and after the attack on the mountain, but we can still feel the sword qi of the police sword, there is only one explanation for this situation, our eyes deceive us." ”

"Our eyes deceive us?"

As soon as he heard Feng Zheng say this, Song Daoyuan was really a little confused, so he inadvertently asked this question, but after he finished saying this, he had already used the time to speak to figure out the secret luck, the so-called eyes deceived himself, and the implication was that every attack launched by the police sword actually had a certain effect, but there was some kind of spell on the surface of this enchantment that could make people hallucinate, making people see a picture that was completely opposite to the actual situation.

For example, the power of Song Daoyuan's sword just now had already caused considerable trauma to the enchantment, but under the influence of this technique, what Song Daoyuan saw was that not only did it not have an effect, but the sword was devoured instead.

When this illusion becomes something that is seen with one's own eyes, it will begin to sway people's minds and make people believe that it is indeed real.

If that's the case......

"Here comes the sword!"

Song Daoyuan shouted, his mind shrank back, and sure enough, the police sword that disappeared out of thin air appeared in his field of vision, and flew towards him with his thoughts.

Entering the range that the spell can control, of course the police sword will appear to disappear, Song Daoyuan used his mind to pull him back, out of the scope of influence of that illusion, it will naturally reappear, hold half of the police sword, Song Daoyuan called Feng Zheng to retreat, ready to make another sword, no matter what the result of this sword is, Song Daoyuan will not believe it, he only believes in his own heart, and is confident that this sword will definitely be able to penetrate the enchantment.

"One sword turns into nine, and nine swords become one!"

With the words in his mouth, the police sword was born in two or two lives, and three cycles were repeated until the end of the life, and the nine swords were the same length and style, but the sword qi attached to the sword had its own depth.

"The first sword, explore the wind!"

Song Daoyuan waved his sleeves, and the head sword that counted from left to right hissed out.

"Two or three swords, open the way!"

"Three, four, five swords, break the barrier!"

"Six, seven, eight swords, stumbling enemies!"

"Ninth sword, end!"

After shouting five short words, the nine swords flew out in turn.

Emperor Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the cave on the barren mountain, suddenly turned pale, and without the slightest hesitation, he removed the stone of the eighth turnpoint to trigger the final killing technique, according to his plan, the illusion of the seventh turnpoint should trap Song Daoyuan until tomorrow or even later, He had thought that he would be seen so soon.

Emperor Yuan clasped his hands to make a unique posture in the clan, and silently prayed, "Shoot the sun star, appear soon, I look forward to five years and a thousand days, and sacrifice the hearts of two saints, I hope you will come soon." ”

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

When the nine flying swords were about to reach the critical point where the illusion appeared, nine long swords actually flew from the other side of the enchantment, whether it was the distance between each other or the speed of flight, they were no different from those sent by Song Daoyuan.

With the most central position of the two sides as the axis of symmetry, the two waves of flying swords are completely symmetrical.

This strange phenomenon shocked Song Daoyuan again, but after the last experience, he felt that it was very likely to be an illusion, in order to create an illusion to confuse people's minds, so he had no intention of closing the sword at all, and pushed forward with two palms, and the nine long swords in an orderly manner flew faster.

The other party, too.

"Bang!"

When the flying swords on both sides collided and generated a powerful wave of qi that flattened all the mountains except for the barren mountain, Song Daoyuan finally understood that this time was definitely not an illusion, and it was impossible for an illusion to block the nine swords.

He made nine swords and returned to one.

In the enchantment, it will even fly out of the nine swords to one.

And the sword momentum and sword intent are not equal, and in the end, the two cancel each other out.

Same moves, same power?

Song Daoyuan hadn't figured out what was going on, and a person who was exactly the same as him came out of the enchantment, wearing a head shape into the wood, with a vivid expression and posture, looking at him Song Daoyuan had a feeling of looking in the mirror, and he finally understood that the swordsmanship just now was launched by him.

This guy is a copy of Song Daoyuan.

"You ......"

Song Daoyuan only said this one word, and there was no follow-up, because it was pointless to dwell on these things now, the most important thing was to solve them quickly, and the impostor standing opposite Song Daoyuan himself had no intention of speaking, or rather, he couldn't speak at all.

The flop just glanced at Song Daoyuan with very cold eyes, Song Daoyuan didn't do it, and he definitely wouldn't do it.

Song Daoyuan, who was helpless, had to hold the police sword and rush out, to Song Daoyuan's surprise but reasonableness, the flop goods also shot at this time, the moves used, the footwork that stepped in the air and the speed of the sword were all comparable to Song Daoyuan!

The only difference is that the left and right are reversed.

Song Daoyuan used his right hand to sword the flop to the left cavity of the flop.

The flop is to hit Song Daoyuan's right cavity with a left-handed sword!

The other party stabbed with the same strength and speed of the sword, Song Daoyuan was forced to put away the sword as a resistance, and the flop gave him a kind of example, and he also bent his arm to collect the sword, from a distance, the two just fought against each other, in fact, they were about to reach the critical point and both stopped, not so much a life-and-death struggle, it is better to call it a sword dance performance, after all, it is quite joyful.

Song Daoyuan couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head and said, "You only know how to learn from me?"

There was no answer, just the flop's increasingly cold eyes.

"In that case, you and I have nothing to say!"

Song Daoyuan raised his sword and pointed to the flop!

Follow the flop and make the exact same move.

For this kind of all-round imitation without dead ends, Song Daoyuan almost had an urge to cry, his long sword quickly shot, and three hundred and twenty-three sword moves were handed out in ten snaps of his fingers, the speed against the sky and the tight connection between the front and back, it can be said that no one can survive this kind of sword strike, but his opponent is a shadow, and he has been resisting with his swordsmanship from beginning to end.

Therefore, when Song Daoyuan finished recruiting the three hundred and twenty-three style swords, and some of them were exhausted, the flop goods in front of him also collected the swords.

"Damn!"

Song Daoyuan was desperate, and his helpless mood was even deeper than when he lost to Liu Xiachen, after all, no matter who it was, the most difficult person to deal with was himself after all.

In the distance, Feng Zheng stabbed Wei Zhongyang in the chest and said, "Hey, what's the matter, there is another Song Daoyuan, and the two Song Daoyuan are fighting?"

Of course, he didn't expect to get an answer or even a solution from Wei Zhongyang's mouth, just saying it would relieve the pressure in his heart.

Wei Zhongyang and Wang Yan didn't speak, but it doesn't mean that they don't have ideas, in their opinion, Song Daoyuan has no chance, after all, although the one opposite is an impostor, but Song Daoyuan will know how to swordsmanship, what's even more disgusting is that how Song Daoyuan makes a move, he can make a move, and it's strange if he can win.

The two sighed in unison.

It was also when they sighed that there was a rumbling sound from the ground, as if thunder was bursting, and a yellow dragon composed of rolled dust came to this side, led by a general wearing black armor, a strong body and a round face and a thick body, his name was Gao Yu, who was the new leader and protector general promoted by Xiao Chenggang after returning to the throne, leading the most elite troops of Great Chu.

This royal army, which set off at the same time as Wei Zhongyang and others but lagged behind because of the overland route, finally appeared in front of the barren mountain.

Among the many layers of military cavalry, there is a person wearing gold armor and holding a special gold-inlaid jade sword, which is the emperor of Great Chu - Xiao Chenggang!

Privately, the barren mountain is his home, he spent an unforgettable time on the mountain in his life, poor and happy, there are many brothers on the mountain, but in the end, they all died in the hands of Ah Lang, of course, it is difficult to get rid of the Yuan Emperor, and the Yuan Emperor is still burdened with the life debt of the teacher Feng Qingyang, and he can't help but report it.

Yu Gong, Emperor Yuan pretended to be his identity to control the imperial power of the Great Chu Dynasty for five years, during which he disrupted the country and collapsed the economy accumulated over the past dynasties.

In public and private, he had to lead his troops to the barren mountains and make a break with Emperor Yuan.

Wei Zhongyang and Wang Yan saw Xiao Chenggang personally leading the troops to come, and they ran to kneel down to greet them.

On the barren mountain, Emperor Yuan still maintained a state of meditation with his eyes closed, without the slightest change, sensing that the Great Chu Iron Horse of more than 10,000 was approaching, not only did he not feel the slightest pressure, but the corners of his mouth rose and pulled the arc of a smile on his face, what can he do if he is a million? Emperor Yuan has been examining them with the eyes of an ant all along.

"Xiao Chenggang, before I leave, I will give you a chance. ”