"What?" Sun Haoran looked at Lu Mingfei with some confusion. He didn't understand what this guy was talking about at all. Shouldn't he be surprised by his excellent judgment and solution skills now?
"Damn it!" The illusory figure in the clearing appeared and loomed, and that figure seemed not to have expected Sun Haoran to be able to determine his location so quickly.
"It's a pity that you didn't hide far enough." Sun Haoran looked at the emerging figure with a sneer.
"Heh..." The man didn't seem to be scared because of a minor injury, "Don't think you can beat me this way, you're too naive."
He merged into the illusion again, and at the same time, dense figures appeared around the three of them, seeming to confuse the audience.
Sun Haoran frowned.
It turns out that even these people who besieged them were phantoms. No wonder they were burned to death by Chu Zihang's Junyan and didn't even scream. The deadpools are not dead creatures, they are just a group of hybrids completely controlled by dragon blood. There's no way there's no reaction at all.
The current situation has not become easier.
He could judge the position of the figure, but Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were still passive. And they still don't know the consequences of being hit by these illusions, and they don't dare to take it lightly.
In the dense crowd, a silver-haired figure suddenly appeared.
The silver-haired old man walked slowly with a folding knife in his hand.
"Get away!"
Sun Haoran roared at the dazed Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei looked at the oncoming Ange for a moment, thinking that Ange was here to help them. After all, this guy had said that he would not mess with them if he won, but the next moment he heard Sun Haoran yelling angrily.
Ange's folding knife slashed across Lu Mingfei's cheek. He felt a sting and a blood stain appeared on his face. If Sun Haoran hadn't reminded him to dodge in time, the knife would have pierced his head!
"What a pity." Ange smiled evilly and shook his head, then disappeared into the air very suddenly.
"That's not Anger." Sun Haoran looked a little ugly, "Damn, this guy's ability is so disgusting."
As expected, he still likes to be tough, and guys with weird abilities like Lu Mingze are really troublesome to him.
But this is also because his cultivation is not strong enough.
If one really masters the "fiery eyes and golden eyes" of the Monkey King, all illusions in front of him can be broken with just one stick.
It seems that it is not all bad for Lu Mingze to find such a ghost place this time. In the original world, there were very few people who could pose a threat to him. Although his strength has been weakened now, he is still laying a foundation from scratch. An excellent opportunity to consolidate your cultivation.
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The three of them stood back to back and watched the surroundings vigilantly.
The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, and now they are at a disadvantage.
The other party's speech spirit was very strange. Not only could it hide its own figure, but it could also create illusions to confuse the audience. In addition, it was extremely fast. For a while, the three of them had no good way to break the situation.
But they all also noticed that this person was actually not strong, because although every attack was thrilling, they were defused by them. The thrill was due to the opponent's weird attack method, not his strength.
If the opponent had the ability to suppress the three of them, there would be no need to deal with them so hard.
"I'll lock him down, you guys cover me!" A confident smile suddenly appeared on Sun Haoran's face.
"Understood!" Lu Mingfei shook the knife in his hand and slashed away the approaching phantom. A trace of sweat flowed from his forehead. Chu Zihang was in a very bad state now. Sun Haoran needed time to lock down the enemy. He could only rely on him to cover Sun Haoran. .
But he was a little tired now, and felt that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier. Lu Mingfei was extremely clear about how much he weighed. He felt that he might not be able to hold on for long, so he could only place his hope on Sun Haoran. Quickly find the enemy's location before he can't hold on any longer.
Chu Zihang also adjusted his posture, sheathed the knife, and holding the handle of the knife in one hand, he could still make a slash.
Sun Haoran closed his eyes tightly at this moment.
Eyes and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he concentrated on expanding the range of perception to the maximum. The surrounding elemental energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to flow like a flock of butterflies dancing, and he was trying to sense objects in the surrounding space that hindered the flow of these energies.
Dead things don't move, only sneakers disturb these energies.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
The energy flowing around seemed to tremble slightly due to someone's actions.
At this moment, the three of them are standing still and not taking any action. They can only be enemies.
Yes, this is what he is looking for!
"Got you!"
Sun Haoran opened his eyes suddenly, and his golden eyes looked in a certain direction, as if to penetrate all the illusions in front of him. As the divine power in his body concentrated on his eyes, everything in his field of vision became clear.
Like peeling off a cocoon, everything he saw in front of him was peeled off layer by layer, and the figure hidden in the air was gradually outlined in Sun Haoran's eyes.
Sun Haoran touched his waist, and in the next moment, eight daggers appeared in Sun Haoran's hands. When they left the battlefield, he and Lu Mingfei collected a lot of equipment, and now they were just in use.
With a confident smile on his face, the sharp blade instantly broke through the wind, miraculously drawing an arc in the air, blocking all the figure's escape routes.
"锵——"
The sound of a blade being unsheathed.
Chu Zihang took a deep breath, and his body sank slightly. The power was transferred from his feet to his waist, and finally concentrated on his right hand. He suddenly exerted force, and sparks flew out of the dark scabbard.
The wind has not yet risen, but the blade has arrived, and the silver blade cuts across the night sky. A pair of indifferent golden boys illuminate his long, sharp hair and cold face. The place where his eyes were looking was where the blade was about to cut. There was no one there, but he believed in Sun Haoran's judgment.
"game over……"
Sun Haoran chuckled.
Eight sharp blades blocked the man's retreat, and Chu Zihang's sword was almost certain to hit!
Chu Zihang also let out a breath. This was a blow with almost all his strength. That person would definitely die.
Just as he expected, nine bloody traces appeared in the air, one of which left a ferocious knife mark on the man's chest, with blood splattering everywhere.
The figure hidden in the void was revealed, and eight flying knives directly penetrated the man's hands, feet and joints, and blood spurted out.
But he didn't seem to have fallen. It was hard to imagine that a man could continue to stand after being so badly injured.
"It's not over yet!"
Lu Mingfei raised his knife and stepped forward. As an otaku who is proficient in all kinds of memes, he knew the importance of last-hitting after reading countless movies. The guy in front of him was probably not a human at all. The vitality of Deadpool and Dragon Clan was comparable to that of fragile humans. It is much more powerful, and any hesitation will lead to irreversible situations.
He clenched his teeth and rushed in front of the figure. He was the most suitable person for finishing the attack. Because he had the blessing of "don't die", he was the only one among the three who was not afraid of the enemy's near-death counterattack.
The wind roared in Lu Mingfei's ears. He was already sprinting with all his strength. His movements were so fast that normal people had no time to react, let alone the enemy in front of him who had been severely injured.
"Is this kid so hardworking?"
Sun Haoran and Chu Zihang looked at each other, feeling a little emotional about Lu Mingfei's growth.
Not long ago, this guy was just a guy who could only cower in the back and tremble. Since coming here, he seems to have been completely transformed.
Sun Haoran probably knew some of the reasons.
After all, this is a ghost place created by Lu Mingze. Maybe it is a training ground tailor-made for his dear brother Lu Mingfei?
Then again, the two of them agreed with Lu Mingfei's approach. Being kind to the enemy was cruel to oneself.
There was a trace of horror in the eyes of the newly revealed humanoid, as if the thing rushing towards him was not a person, but an angry ferocious beast. The ferocious gaze carried an unspeakable majesty, making his body uncontrollable. I want to hide away, but at this moment I just want to kneel down.
The illusion was shattered in an instant
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A sharp sword light passed by, tearing apart the surrounding dark shadows like a violent wind. All illusions were cut off in an instant, and only a dark knife remained in the fragmented illusion, reflecting a flash of scarlet.
It's blood, dripping.
The wind stopped and the knife fell.
A head was flying in the air, and the frightened golden boy reflected his headless body and Lu Mingfei standing behind him.
Lu Mingfei didn't look back. His short hair was messy due to running, making him look a little embarrassed, but the blood dripping from the knife made people dare not laugh.
Blood spattered all over Lu Mingfei's cheeks, and even he didn't notice how terrifying his eyes were at this moment, with a pair of fiery holes filled with lava-like golden light.
"Hu-hu-"
The battle seemed to be finally over. Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, but just when he was about to relax, a sudden feeling of sadness came over him.
"Get out of the way!"
He turned around and roared towards Sun Haoran and Chu Zihang.
Sun Haoran and Chu Zihang were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads dully and followed Lu Mingfei's gaze.
"You are indeed very interesting." The old man's voice sounded so calm, but it made Chu Zihang and Sun Haoran next to him break into a cold sweat.
The two of them subconsciously took half a step back.
Because at some point, Ange had quietly arrived beside them. This time, the only person who noticed Ange's arrival was Lu Mingfei.
Ange played with the folding knife in his hand and looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile. He seemed to be more interested in Lu Mingfei than the two people around him.
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
The knife he thrust out with almost all his strength was barely able to shake Ange at all. Instead, the folding knife held him back and pushed him back!
"The strength is pretty good, you didn't let me down." Angers praised, seeming to admire the young man in front of him very much, "You have just experienced a battle and you are still so energetic. It's great to be young..."
What a shame! Lu Mingfei cursed the dead old man in front of him. This old man was obviously much stronger than him!
"Hey...young man, don't be too hasty in doing things."
Angre sighed and used a little force on the folding knife in his hand to whip Lu Mingfei out.
"I said I didn't want to do anything."
"Kacha—"
The knife that Lu Mingfei picked up in his hand finally died. He only felt an overwhelming force acting on his blade, like a humanoid dragon crashing directly into it, forcibly destroying the short knife in his hand. Disarm him physically.
Ange looked at him with a pair of deep golden eyes on his smiling face. Although the old man in front of him was smiling, Lu Mingfei felt that his whole body was being suppressed by an invisible force.
"Will you come with me yourself now, or will you let me knock you out and take you away?"
"Are there any other options?" Lu Mingfei hid his trembling hands behind his back, still talking nonsense, "Or let us go by ourselves? Can you name a place and we can go by ourselves?"
He remembered what he said before, Angers seemed to know where they were going next, and seemed to be on their way.
"This is not good. The journey is long. How long do you have to walk? Let me help you." Ange shook his head helplessly and reached out to grab Lu Mingfei's shoulder.
"My brother said he would leave on his own."
Some childish voices suddenly sounded, and for just a moment, everyone's hearts froze. Even the movements in Angers' hands stopped.
