"What a laugh, you faker"
Seeing this, Xing Jue shouted angrily, and then he clenched his hands, and two dark black Zanpakutō swords condensed out again. As his arms danced, there were gusts of wind and several sword shadows,
He slashed away at the illusion.
"hey-hey…"
However, in the face of the attacking Xing Jue, the illusion showed no fear at all. He smiled, waved the two swords in his hands, and flew towards Xing Jue.
"Bang bang bang"
The four Zanpakutō swords were fighting each other, and the shadows of the swords were densely covered, covering the sky and the sun. The dark sword energy and afterimages continued to spread. It looked extremely gorgeous in this magnificent hall.
But even though Xingjue tried his best to fight with him at this moment, he still couldn't hurt the opponent at all.
When two people with the same strength fight each other, it is difficult to tell the winner. The battle between Xing Jue and the energy body lasted for nine days from the beginning.
"Boom, boom, boom" followed by a roar and the rise of smoke, an embarrassed figure flew out from the battle circle, and finally landed on the ground in an embarrassed state, and that was Xingjue.
"Whirring whirring"
Xing Jue squatted on the ground with a loud mouth. At this moment, his body was covered with sword wounds. His black robe was in tatters, and large amounts of blood were constantly leaving Xing Jue's body.
"hey-hey…"
At this moment, the smoke caused by the violent collision had dissipated, and the figure holding the Zanpakutō emerged. At this moment, the illusion was watching the execution with a sarcastic smile on its face.
Looking at the illusion with a sarcastic smile on his face, Xing Jue once again threw a treasure pill into his mouth. With the entrance of the treasure pill, Xing Jue's injuries began to heal and his physical strength began to slowly recover.
If it hadn't been for the support of a large number of treasure pills these days, I would have died in the hands of this guy long ago.
These days, Xing Jue tried his best, but still couldn't find this guy's weakness. Instead, his body gradually became weaker.
For nine days and nine nights, there was no rest and endless fighting. Even with the support of the treasure pill, the execution still did not escape the entanglement of exhaustion.
People are always human, and there will always be a limit. If it reaches that limit, even if it is a treasure, it will be difficult to recover.
At this moment, the illusion still held two dark black Zanpakutō swords in his hands, and his momentum had not weakened at all. It was exactly the same as when Xing Jue saw him, without any change.
Looking at this illusion in front of him, Xing Jue was extremely angry. In these nine days of fighting, he was covered with bruises, but that guy didn't change at all.
But at this moment, Xing Jue suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to win. Although this method may not be feasible, it is Xing Jue's only hope.
Thinking of this, Xingjue stood up suddenly, closed his eyes tightly, and slowly spread his right palm. At the same time, the sea of ​​​​qi in Xingjue's body began to tremble violently.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, an extremely strong martial spirit erupted from Xing Jue's sea of ​​energy. This martial spirit was rich in golden color and shone with golden light. It was like a galloping golden dragon, traveling through Xing Jue's body at high speed...
.
"Bang" seemed to feel the changes in Xing Jue's body. The illusion, with a movement of its body, danced the Zanpakutō sword in its hand, and rushed towards Xing Jue with gusts of wind.
At this moment, the martial energy in Xing Jue's body was shining brighter and brighter. Finally, after passing through Xing Jue's meridians, it flew towards Xing Jue's right arm at high speed.
"Roar"
At this moment, Xing Jue's open palm was suddenly grasped, and a bright golden gas burst out.
Like a golden dragon ascending to the sky, it entangled itself in Xing Jue's hands, and finally condensed into a golden long sword that shone brightly. The energy contained in this golden long sword was actually more terrifying than the Zanpakutō sword.
Several times more...
At this moment, the imaginary attack came with a bang, a dark afterimage flashed past, and the Zanpakutō sword struck Xing Jue's head hard.
"Rising Dragon Blade"
However, facing the fierce attack of the illusion, Xing Jue shouted loudly, waved his right arm, and the Shenglong Blade in his hand struck back at the illusion with a golden sword shadow.
"boom"
The Zanpakutō sword and the rising dragon blade collided with each other, and after splashing large amounts of dark sparks, the illusion was even blown away by the punishment's rising dragon blade.
"Rumble"
The illusion hit the wall of the hall hard. After landing, the face full of sarcastic smiles began to panic, and the eyes he looked at Xing Jue became extremely frightened.
"How's it going? You don't know how to do this, right?" Xing Jue held the Dragon Blade in his hand, smiled slightly, and said sarcastically to the illusion.
He just discovered that the illusion was exactly the same as when he first entered this space. His appearance, breath, and martial arts skills were all the same.
But as the battle began, Xing Jue gradually weakened, but the illusion still maintained its original state without any change.
So Xingjue guessed that the illusion was just a mutant copied from his current state. If he started to grow and become stronger now, maybe the illusion wouldn't be able to copy his power.
And now the only thing that Xing Jue can do to make himself stronger is to successfully cultivate the Shenglong Blade that has not been successfully cultivated for a long time.
When he was at the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce, Xing Jue had studied the Shenglong Blade for a long time. Although he had developed some techniques, he had never been able to successfully practice it.
Later, Xingjue asked Uncle Pan for advice, but Uncle Pan said it would be best to practice this martial skill after becoming a god of martial arts.
Later, although Xing Jue did not practice the Shenglong Blade, he kept trying to figure out the method of practicing the Shenglong Blade, and gradually became more and more thorough.
Today, in order to defeat this illusion, Xing Jue is preparing to condense the rising dragon blade that has not been successfully condensed. Although he is not completely sure, this is Xing Jue's only hope, so Xing Jue simply gambles.
This one.
However, what surprised Xingjue was that he actually succeeded in the end. At this moment, Xingjue also discovered that it is really in the most critical moments that people can unleash their potential that they usually don't have.
"boom"
Xingjue took a big step and rushed away towards the illusion that had been suppressing him. Although the Shenglong Blade Xingjue was condensed, Xingjue also found that the Shenglong Blade consumed the martial energy really hard.
It's too big, so the only execution at this moment is a quick one.
"Buzz"
Using the wind control technique to its extreme, Xingjue arrived in front of the illusion in an instant.
Xing Jue turned his wrist slightly and waved his right arm, and the Shenglong Blade slashed hard at the afterimage with a bright golden light and a harsh sound like a dragon's roar.
Seeing this, the imaginary pupils suddenly dilated, and he quickly raised the Zanpakutō sword in both hands to resist Xing Jue's fierce attack.
"boom"
Two Zanpakuswords and a Shoryu Blade collided suddenly, making a roar at first. Then they began to rub against each other. While they were rubbing, dark black sparks and golden sparks intermingled with each other and poured down...
"Buzz buzz"
But under the pressure of the terrifying energy of the Shoryu Blade, the Zanpakutō sword began to become more and more illusory, and finally dissipated completely.
The rising dragon blade of Xingjue flashed past with a golden light and slashed hard into the imaginary body.
"Pfft"
With a muffled sound, the illusion's body was cut into two pieces by Xingjue, and then it turned into a wisp of golden gas and disappeared.
"Whirring whirring"
After killing the illusion, the Shenglong Blade in Xing Jue's hand also dissipated instantly. In order to kill him with one blow, Xing Jue's consumption was extremely huge.
But fortunately, this difficult illusion has finally been eliminated, and Xing Jue can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Buzz buzz"
But at this moment, Xing Jue's expression suddenly changed, and the hall in front of him suddenly became blurry, and finally began to spin.
Afterwards, Xingjue felt his eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the main hall from the beginning.
What surprised Xing Jue was that at this moment, his body, which was full of scars, was actually healed, and even his clothes were intact.
But when Xing Jue slowly raised his head, his surprised face instantly became even more surprised, because at this moment, the treasure box placed on the dragon chair had quietly disappeared.
Instead, there was a middle-aged man wearing silver armor and a dragon and phoenix helmet. The man's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and layers of dark red gas containing a terrifying aura were constantly emitting from his body, giving
Xing Jue has an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
At this moment, the man in silver armor was lying on the dragon chair, his eyes fixed on Xing Jue, and there was a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the silver-armored man in front of him, Xing Jue did not dare to make any move, or even speak, because he could feel that this man was too strong, whether it was Elder Jingshui of Yufeng Pavilion or his
Even Uncle Pan couldn't compare with the man in front of him.
This aura was so overbearing that Xing Jue found it difficult to even breathe in front of him. This man in silver armor was simply the most terrifying strong man that Xing Jue had seen in so long.
"Very good, after so many years, someone finally appeared who broke through my illusion formation again." At this moment, the man suddenly said.
"Senior, did you set up the illusory formation just now?" Seeing the man speaking, Xing Jue had the courage to ask.
In front of such a strong man, Xing Jue has no ability to resist. If the other party wants to kill him, Xing Jue can't escape even if he wants to, so he might as well ask the question in his mind clearly.
"Well, yes, you are very good. In front of me, you can actually keep your expression unchanged and ask questions. It is indeed a bit different."
"You are right, the illusion just now was exactly what I set up." After Xing Jue spoke, the man in silver armor not only did not get angry, but instead smiled with appreciation.
"Senior, are you the master of this fairy island?" Seeing this, Xing Jue quickly asked respectfully.
Chapter completed!