Taishuang seemed to be sure to win. Over the years, he has killed many masters with this move, including some of the masters of the Void Qi Realm of Yanhuang.

According to his judgment, Lin Feng is probably also a warrior in the virtual Qi realm. He has killed such a person, and there is nothing strange about it.

Lin Feng did not reply directly, but thought calmly that since Taishuang was called the King of Phantoms, he must have his reliance, and it is absolutely impossible to have few brushes.

"The meaning of phantom should mean that his body can be illusory, so my attack failed just now. But what are these demon fogs? What the hell is the blade of Hell!" Lin Feng thought while circulating the true energy in his body and began to heal the wound on his arm.

During the treatment, he clearly felt that there seemed to be a strange force remaining in the wound, which actually began to prevent the wound from healing.

This power is filled with evil, and it is even much more evil than the great demonic energy.

Lin Feng was a little depressed. There was almost no information about Taishuang.

The only thing I know is that many of the people he targeted were terrified of being confused. It is precisely because of this that he won the title of King of Phantoms and was a famous super S-level killer in the Gate of Hell!

Invisible attacks in the fog are becoming more and more frequent, and each attack brings a considerable impact to Lin Feng's protective true energy. However, Lin Feng's mood is becoming more and more calm, and he reaches out to grab the fog.

A strange laugh came from the air. Taishuang seemed to be ecstatic about Lin Feng's actions. She used her flesh palm to touch his Hell Blade. Isn't this seeking death?

Lin Feng ignored these things. When his hands were completely shrouded in the fog, his soul power was completely integrated into the fog.

About three seconds later, he felt an extremely sharp force cutting towards his palm. It was a weapon similar to a sickle, which seemed to be condensed from these weapons.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly used the soul swallowing technique. A cloud of mist was attracted by his palms, instantly wrapping his palms.

With that layer of mist wrapped around his palm, Lin Feng actually grabbed the sickle directly. The originally invincible sickle was easily grabbed by Lin Feng and could not enter the slightest.

The Yuanswallowing Spirit continued to operate, and the sickle quickly shattered and eventually turned into fog.

These mists lingered in Lin Feng's hands, and Lin Feng did not suck them into his body. After all, he didn't understand what this thing was. It was too dangerous to inhale rashly.

Taishuang's scream immediately sounded: "How could this happen! Boy, what did you do! You can actually control my demon fog... No, this suction force, could you also practice Mo Wen's trick?"

Taishuang had obviously seen the Spiritual Swallowing Technique, otherwise she would not have recognized it all at once.

Lin Feng laughed and said, "It seems that I used it casually, but I actually bet right. That's Mo Wen's Yuanshen skill. Last time I fought with him, I found it was quite a good match. So, he gave me his skills, otherwise how could I learn it? I really have to thank him. If it weren't for the Yuanshen skill, how could I crack your demon fog?"

After Lin Feng's words, he immediately pushed Mo Wen to the forefront. Tai Shuang would not doubt Lin Feng's words at all. After all, if this kind of martial artist was not actively involved, it would be impossible to force him.

He was so angry that he said angrily: "Damn Mo Wen, how dare he betray the Gate of Hell, he is looking for death! This time, even if he is Mo Tian, ​​I can't save him! Bad brat, don't think you're sure to win. Let me tell you, what you see now is just a little trick of my Phantom King, and the real trick is still behind!"

"Is that so? Then I'll wait and see! I'll break your boring little trick first, and then we'll play it with real swords and guns!" Lin Feng laughed and thoughts moved, and the Golden Needle of the Medicine King flew into his hands.

"Supreme Shura Sword!" Lin Feng called secretly in his heart. The Medicine King Golden Needle immediately turned into the Supreme Shura Sword. Lin Feng's aura suddenly changed, and the demonic energy lingered in an instant.

Lin Feng was not repelled at all in this feeling. On the contrary, he enjoyed this feeling very much, and the feeling of being unstoppable with one knife in his hand!

Lin Feng directly slashed the fog with one knife, then rushed out, and after rushing out, his body soared up, held up the Supreme Shura Sword, and slashed at the fog with a Shura Killing Sword.

The fog was split in half again and was shaken by the explosion of air waves. Lin Feng retreated ten meters away. Soon, he saw that the fog gradually condensed together and turned into Taishuang again.

At this time, Taishuang's breathing became a little heavy. It was obvious that using the tricks like the one just now would also cause considerable damage to his body.

This is normal. Even if the body can atomize, it must follow the conservation of energy, and it is impossible to lose at all.

If that is true, it would be really abnormal.

"Bastard, you really angered me! I will let you know what the outcome would be like to incite the great Phantom King!" Tai Shuang growled at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at him with a smile and said, "I am looking forward to it too. Hurry up and carry out your performance, I'll wait!"

"Arrogance! Illusory mysteries, endless phantoms!" Tai Shuang shouted softly, and her body began to start to be one-two, two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-

"The clone technique of Yingguo ninja?" Lin Feng said in surprise. What surprised him even more was that after he used his soul power to investigate, he found that these people had exactly the same aura fluctuations. In other words, although Tai Shuang was shouting "phantom" in her mouth, they were actually real existences. This situation was really strange.

Taishuang's laughter quickly came out from each clone's mouth at the same time, and the same words also sounded: "What is the clone technique of Yingguo Ninja! This is my secret magic technique as the king of phantoms. Now I am equivalent to increasing my combat power by hundreds of times. You are equal to fighting hundreds of me! Moreover, unless you can kill hundreds of me together, you can truly defeat me. As long as one is alive, I can be resurrected in full state! How about it? How do you crack my move? There is no way! Hahahaha..."

Taishuang's laughter sounded very harsh, and Lin Feng was really a little troubled. After all, this was the first time he had encountered such a trick.

Soon, the hundreds of Taishuang took out their guns and even copied them. This was obviously not a simple phantom.

Could it be true? This is obviously impossible, otherwise it would be amazing?

While Lin Feng was thinking, hundreds of Taishuang fired together, hundreds of bullets shot together, covering the sky, densely packed, without any blind spots.
Chapter completed!