Just when there were more and more demon warriors around Qing Xin, all the warriors merged quickly in an instant. In the end, all the warriors disappeared, and the one standing in front of Qing Xin turned into a Exactly the same self.
Huan Xin was very shocked. Although it seemed that this creation of himself only had some of the demonic energy surging and worshiped, the rest was simply carved out of the same mold. Even his expressions and movements, including the cold wave sword in his hand, were exactly the same.
Without waiting for Huan Xin to observe too much, he saw this "fake Huan Xin" directly raising his sword to kill him, and all the sword moves were exactly the cold wave sword technique "Cold Light Sword Shadow" that Huan Xin had just used.
This made Huanxin take a breath of cold air. This was too scary. She thought to herself that she was lucky not to have used everything she had learned. Otherwise, the person standing in front of her would really have become a different person. Defeat Own? The heart is not ready yet.
Huan Xin watched a powerful sword energy coming towards him, and he dodged it awkwardly. Then he saw the fake Huan Xin strike out with his palm, and a fire dragon came out of his hand, roaring towards Huan Xin. Come.
Huan Xin was confused at this time. He didn't use "Fire Dragon" in the duel just now. Where did this guy learn it?
Thinking carefully about Huan Xin, it is not difficult to think of how it is possible that in the previous battle with Miyamoto, such a handy trick as Lihuo Changlong was not used?
It's just that after Miyamoto became a demon, his memory was naturally possessed by the Demon Lord's clone. In Miyamoto's memory, the Demon Lord must have seen this move.
Huan Xin only felt that he was fighting with himself. Huan Xin still couldn't adapt to this change in fighting psychology. However, Huan Xin also felt that he was now at a point where he couldn't take it off. Miyamoto who was opposite saw It seemed that he had even forgotten why he came to Shushan. Looking at the strange expression on his face, Qingxin thought to himself that it was because Miyamoto would not stop until he died.
Huan Xin didn't waste any more time. He stood up and jumped, stepping on the Cold Tide Sword and flew to the sky. However, the fake Huan Xin in front of him was stunned in place. He did not fly up with him, but stood still. Watching Huan Xin flying higher and higher, everyone may not know what Huan Xin is up to!
At this moment, Huan Xin had completed the mantras and hand seals of the "Tai Xuan Divine Palm" in the process of ascending. Just when it reached a height limit, people on the ground saw that Huan Xin had turned into a black dot. , Huan Xin took a look at the mountains and rivers at his feet from high in the air. The feeling was so real that it made people smile unconsciously.
Then the fake caller felt something was wrong. It seemed that he had been imprisoned by some powerful force and could not get out of this area.
Just when everyone was confused and couldn't figure out what Huan Xin was going to do, Wei Xuanhe seemed to understand a little bit, so he said excitedly: "I know, he is going to use that palm!"
"Which palm?" Yu Liang blurted out completely confused.
So Wei Xuanhe used his heart-calling palm to take the full blow of "Taiyin Blood Evil" from the Great Elder Leng Fu of Huanyin Pavilion, and told everyone about it. Then Wei Xuanhe said with confidence: "I remember he said to me However, this palm was originally a palm technique that fell from the sky!"
Zhou Jiang looked at Huan Xin, who was falling rapidly, with half-understanding, and whispered in a low voice: "Is it the Tathagata's divine palm?"
Yu Liang glanced at Zhou Jiang angrily and said, "You've seen too many movies. Not all the palm skills that fall from the sky were created by Tathagata, okay?"
Ouyang Qingxue looked at Summoning Heart, who was like a god descending from the earth, with a sad look on his face, and said solemnly: "After using this move, he will probably have consumed almost all his Tao power. Then it will be our turn."
Everyone followed Ouyang Qingxue's gaze and looked in the direction of the mountain gate, but there was still no movement at this time.
When Huan Xin was halfway down, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then pressed down with one palm of his hand, heading towards the fake Huan Xin.
False Huanxin only felt attracted by a powerful force, and saw a palm in the sky coming towards him rapidly, getting bigger little by little, but in the blink of an eye, this big hand had already reached False Huanxin's body. In front of him, at this time, the demonic energy was rising all over his body, and he stretched out his hands to hold up a layer of demonic energy barrier, thinking of making a last-ditch effort.
The few people standing on the back hill felt the ground beneath their feet tremble several times, and then a burst of roar slowly came from the distance.
For a time, the square in front of the main hall was already a mess. After the smoke and dust dispersed, what they saw was a deep pit with a big palm, and Fake Huanxin had disappeared. Miyamoto still stood there without moving, and Huanxin But he didn't know where he suddenly appeared and stood behind Miyamoto. He saw a piece of talisman stuck on Miyamoto's back with his quick skills, opening the distance in an instant. Just when he wanted to urge it. At the same time as "Zhen Wu Dang Magic Spell", I saw this talisman actually burning at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned into ashes.
At this time, Huan Xin, who was holding on for a breath, also widened his eyes in shock. Then without a second of hesitation, he turned around and took up the cold wave sword, heading towards the descendants of Wei Xuanhe and others.
Miyamoto's dark and teasing voice came from behind: "You can't run away, I will kill everyone who has anything to do with you!"
Huan Xin's expression became complicated when he heard this. He had been holding Miyamoto for more than an hour, but he didn't see any master come to Shushan. Even the old men from Beiming didn't see him. Huan Xin I couldn't help but feel that something must have gone wrong.
Arriving in front of everyone, Huan Xin took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth without any nonsense. Then he sat up in meditation and began to adjust his breath with his eyes slightly closed.
Then he said softly to everyone: "My tricks have made the other party see through. This Miyamoto is really powerful!"
Everyone looked at Huan Xin, who looked a little livid, and knew that the power he had just consumed must have exceeded the limit that he could bear, otherwise Huan Xin would not have looked so embarrassed at this time.
"Wei Xuanhe, fly up and see if there are any barriers set up on the way from Shushan. Otherwise, it would be impossible to get here without anyone coming to support us."
After Wei Xuanhe heard this, he flew the Ziying Sword directly. The Ziying Sword turned into a shooting star and flew back not long after. The sword spirit came out and said: "Many people have arrived at the foot of Shushan Mountain. Experts, but they seem to be blocked by some barrier. You, old guy, are also trying hard to open a hole through this barrier."
After listening to Zi Ying Sword Soul's story, everyone realized it, but what she was thinking about was not when these people would break through and come to the rescue, but why did Miyamoto set up this barrier?
After thinking for a while, Huan Xin suddenly opened her eyes and uttered two words: "It's broken!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Huan Xin again, and Huan Xin said solemnly: "He put up a barrier. It was obvious that he had no intention of leaving Shushan after the Demon Sword's hand, but he still needed to stay in Shushan for a while. He probably doesn’t want to be disturbed during this period!”
Yu Liang blurted out quickly: "He must want to fuse. Maybe his current power is only enough to control half of Miyamoto!"
"Why did you suddenly become enlightened? Why did you react so quickly this time!"
Qing Xin was a little puzzled, teasing Yu Liang half-jokingly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief in the tense atmosphere.
"Go away, I am the senior brother of Maoshan. If you can't even think of this, Maoshan is too vain!"
