While they were still stunned, those who looked exactly like them found the same faces in their midst, stood beside them, and instantly dispersed the already disorderly crowd into even more confusion. Only Pang Ye was different, there were almost dozens of Ni Xiu standing in front of Pang Ye.

A sense of foreboding rose in everyone's hearts.

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard Feng Tianyu's venomous voice coming from the high platform above like a poisonous snake: "You have come from afar, there is nothing to entertain, only this great gift is now dedicated to you, and I hope you don't dislike it." ”

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Feng Tianyu, what do you mean by this immortal old dog!"

As soon as the words fell, the man in front of him, who looked exactly like him, drew his sword and handed it out. His gaze was still in the direction of Feng Tianyu, and he was caught off guard for a while, and he was pierced through his heart.

When everyone was stunned, all the people on the field who looked exactly like them instantly showed their weapons and attacked them, many people were able to dodge, but many people died instantly.

The sound of swords and blood splashes fell, and the crowd suddenly became a mess.

Pang Ye is even more busy here. There were dozens of Ni Xiu around in front of him, some angry and angry, some happy and some sad, shouting to him while fighting back,

- "Senior brother, why don't you believe me?"

"Senior brother, I'm so happy to finally see you again!"

"Senior brother, did I kill my master and my wife?"

"Senior brother, am I dead?"

"I died so badly!"

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother—"

"Senior Brother......

“......”

Knowing that it was not Ni Xiu in front of him, but there were so many, he looked exactly the same as Ni Xiu, gossiping, noisy and muttering, calling him "senior brother" one by one, the voice was happy or sad, like a sharp sword straight into his heart, stirring his heart upside down.

Pang Ye remembered that he personally cut the rope above Ni Xiu's head and sent her into the Yellow Spring, at this time, he burst into tears, crying uncontrollably, even if he knew that it was not Ni Xiu in front of him, he still couldn't raise a little courage to fight back, so he could only dodge left and right in embarrassment, holding his sword to block, retreating while blocking, and running while retreating. Like a deserter in battle, his face was full of tears, and he looked like a fart and urine.

I don't know how long it took, many real people were killed by imposters, and many imposters were also killed by real people. There are also many impostors who directly leave the real people who have not been killed, and instead kill their relatives and fellow relatives, and the war instantly spreads from the situation of fighting in pairs to other places.

But the real people are stupid and unclear, those who don't want to see the tragic death of their relatives and want to come forward to help rescue, even if they are in a hurry, they are still at a loss......

In the screams on the field, all that remained were men, women and children, "I am real!", "Trust me!", "Don't help!", "Get out!......

However, in front of the same faces, everyone is like looking in a mirror, and what they say, those who don't know what the hell it is, even the same moves in the sect are exactly the same. However, the time of two incense sticks is instantly reduced by half.

Feng Tianyu originally looked sad, but when he saw the excitement below, he suddenly lifted his spirit again, and laughed almost out of breath, as if he had seen some big joke. The uncontrollable voice was particularly abrupt in the noise: "Don't you like to watch others kill each other......?

In the crowd, there are many people who come here with their own children, and there are also many people who come here with their wives, looking at themselves standing or falling, the people who are very familiar but do not know whether they are people or ghosts, their hearts are anxious and sad, and they are almost discouraged.

In the chaos, Feng Tianyu caught a glimpse of Pang Ye who was fleeing around the field, and said, "Pang Ye, Pang Ye, what are you running? Haven't you already killed Ni Xiu once? It should be easy to kill again!"

Pang Ye stumbled and almost went crazy. He was shocked and injured his internal organs when he was bounced open by the enchantment, and he was already having a stuffy pain in his chest, but now he was running and hiding all the way, and his throat felt even more fishy and sweet, and his spiritual power was lost, and he couldn't lift his breath, and his steps were heavy and abnormal. was disturbed by Feng Tianyu's voice, his feet were soft, and he threw himself on the ground and instantly gnawed a mouthful of mud.

He bounced his hands and wanted to bounce up, but he just turned over ugly.

turned over this time, only to realize that a sword behind him was close to the minute, and there was no way to avoid it.

Pang Ye instinctively closed his eyes, but for a moment of flicking his fingers, thousands of miscellaneous thoughts flashed through his mind-

"Ah Xiu, I'm sorry, I can't avenge you. ”

"Ah Xiu, it's useless to be a senior brother. ”

"Ashu—"

The corner of the clothes that Ni Xiu threw at him was still covering his chest, and the blood words on it were so crooked and ugly that it was difficult to look at them dangling in his head, so empty that he couldn't catch them.

- "Live." ”

- "I'm sorry, Ashu, I don't have the courage to live anymore. ”

He has no spiritual power at all, he can't be ruthless and see death again from the face that has been deep in his brain for many years, and he has no spiritual power, he can't even break the barrier in front of Feng Tianyu's body, what is the meaning of him living? It is better to die like this, maybe he can catch up on the Huangquan Road, and in the next life, be her biological brother!

However, the coldness of waiting stopped between his brows, and a trace of warmth slipped down his cheek from where the cold stopped, but the sword that was close at hand did not go any further.

A familiar gust of wind passed, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw dozens of corpses of "Ni Xiu", either lying on their stomachs, or on their backs, or on their sides, all of them missing arms and legs, and the one closest to him was directly torn to pieces, shocking.

But what frightened him even more was the familiar gust of wind.

Pang Ye looked back, and sure enough, he saw a silver-white wind, shuttling through the crowd, and where he passed, a piece fell. Feng Tianyu on the high platform obviously noticed the movement below, and his smug and twisted smile froze on his face, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he muttered, "How, how can it be ......?"

However, after a while, the field returned to a brief calm, and the people who were still fighting just now realized that those things that looked exactly like them had been torn apart by the white shadow.

"Daddy——"

"Yu'er!"

“......”

A brief lull was followed by one terrible scream after another.

Some people came back to their senses and were overwhelmed with grief when they saw their relatives and friends lying on the ground.

There are also people holding swords, pointing the blade of the sword at Ni Xiu, who stopped, full of defense.

Feng Tianyu has recovered from the shock, it is so easy to die, it is not Ni Xiu.

Glancing at the chaos in the field, he took a moment to say, "Are you sure you killed the right person?"

Ni Xiu snorted coldly and did not answer.

Of course she was sure. Not only is she sure, she's very, very sure!

Unexpectedly, Feng Tianyu was just a sentence of kung fu, and someone was easily provoked, holding a sword, red eyes, and roaring at Ni Xiu: "Witch!

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