Where are people? Qin Ming completely lost sight of the two of them, as if they were not in the animal farm at all and could not detect any aura.
At this time, Feng Yiyun's voice floated in the forest, and it was difficult to identify the direction: "Qin Ming, engage in the battle!"
A gorgeous light rain suddenly appeared from the front, like stars falling from the sky, vast, sweeping towards Qin Ming, powerful spiritual energy fluctuations roared through the beast farm, shattering all the trees, it was a bright blade, powerful Stronger than Qin Ming's offensive!
So strong! Qin Ming left behind a series of afterimages, the divine sword was like a rainbow, dazzling, the Dayan Ancient Sword spurted out a series of blazing rays of light, shattering into pieces of sword rain, but... wrong! The forceful attack of the sword wave seemed to be completely empty. It had obviously collided with the sword screen, but nothing happened.
This is…
phantom
Qin Ming woke up on the spot and fled away. Who can guarantee that there is no real murderous intention hidden in the fantasy.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. The next moment he dodged, Feng Yixuan suddenly burst out of the sword curtain, and the overwhelming killing aura hit his face. His movement was elegant, and he arrived in an instant like a startled dragon. Flames roared all over his body, burning fiercely, and the surrounding space was distorted. He swung his sword like rain, and the sword light burned with flames, stimulating Qin Ming.
Qin Ming rolled to the ground, without dodging or evading, he raised his sword and struck violently: "There is no trace for thousands of years, and ten thousand swords pierce the air."
Fierce sword energy burst out, facing Feng Yixuan's swordsmanship.
The two waves of swords collided forcefully, and the fierce clang sound resounded throughout the beast field. In an instant, it was like thousands of sharp swords clashing together, and the harsh sound was dense and fierce.
Feng Yixuan was very confident in his swordsmanship and had the advantage of sneak attacks. After he struck one blow, he was about to strike a second one. However…
"What?" Feng Yixuan's expression changed slightly. Qin Ming's swordsmanship actually dispersed all the fire tides of swords on the spot, and struck him like a beast.
Poof! !
Qin Ming came to kill with his sword, and the Dayan ancient sword was picked on Feng Yixuan's chest, and it was picked out from the shoulder, bringing up bloody flowers.
"Ah!" Feng Yixuan groaned and retreated, dodging quickly and disappearing into the dense forest.
The temple disciples frowned, a little surprised.
Qin Ming was about to pursue Feng Yixuan, but suddenly stopped where he was.
Feng Yiyun appeared in front. She was pure and pure, with a heroic appearance. She was not delicate, but she had a compelling heroic spirit. She smiled lightly and turned into hundreds of people, spread all over the animal farm, all looking at him with smiles.
Hundreds of identical and stunningly beautiful girls surrounded Qin Ming. There was no doubt that they were all phantoms. Only one of them was Feng Yiyun's real body, and there wasn't even one inside.
A strange scene, but full of danger.
What a powerful illusion. Although Qin Ming didn't understand it, he could feel the power of this martial art.
What a good match between brother and sister, one with illusions and one with assault, the two of them together are a perfect match.
No wonder the Holy Church sent them to fight, it seemed like they were sure of victory.
"Qin Ming, teach the martial arts to the disciples of the Holy Temple." Feng Yiyun's clear voice returned to the beast field, and hundreds of people spoke collectively, their voices were vague, and their direction was unclear.
At the same time, Feng Yixuan's whole body was burning with flames, hiding in the dark, away from the illusion, like a dormant cheetah, keeping an eye on Qin Ming and preparing to attack. His eyes were cold, the attack was counterattacked, shame!
The wound was dripping with blood and stinging.
Wait, blood? Feng Yixuan suddenly woke up and hurriedly stopped the bleeding.
Qin Ming stood expressionless, but he had already fixed his gaze on Feng Yixuan's position, the smell of blood!
"Sister!! Suppress him!!" Feng Yixuan shouted and quickly retreated.
Hundreds of Feng Yiyun all raised their hands, chanted loudly, and responded to the audience. In an instant, the situation in the beast farm changed dramatically, dark clouds rolled high in the sky, thunder and lightning rolled, the woods were uprooted, bringing out torrential flames, the ground collapsed, and a bone-chilling cold wave emerged. Sharp swords, long knives, lightning, flames, ice, etc., all... This danger spread rapidly, as if there were hundreds of warriors performing martial arts!
The rumbling thunder is deafening, the bright sword light cuts through the void, the endless fire burns the sky red, and the large rain of spiritual power is as bright as a shooting star...
Countless phantoms appeared in the beast field, with a huge momentum, as if there was a war going on.
These illusions were not only presented to Qin Ming, but also to everyone watching the battle. Even the temple disciples couldn't help but become nervous, as if a real battlefield had enveloped them, and a terrifying power was about to sweep across the entire place.
The terrifying offensive was like a surging river, like a raging sea of fire. The animal farm seemed to be completely destroyed. It was so powerful that it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
Tu Wei and others were moved, and were almost affected by the illusion.
Qin Ming originally wanted to completely ignore the illusion and wait for Feng Yixuan's attack. However, the hurricane that came towards him suddenly blew him away. He was really pushed back. The impact made his blood boil, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. He pressed back forcefully.
This is Feng Yiyun’s real martial arts! She can create illusions and launch real attacks. The blend of illusions and offenses is what makes her a disciple of the temple.
Qin Ming opened the spiritual shield, enveloped his body, and stood ready. His long hair was dancing wildly, and he stood proudly motionless. Only the ancient sword in his hand was clanging fiercely, as if he could not suppress its killing power. The overwhelming illusions overwhelmed him, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the false. Those who were not settled enough might have been confused.
The scene in the zoo was chaotic, and everyone outside the venue was holding their breath and tense about the battle situation.
Although it wasn't as exciting as the fight against Wei Changkong, it had a different kind of danger and tension.
The two siblings, Feng Yiyun and Feng Yixuan, work very well together. They can determine each other's goals with simple movements without exchanging glances.
Feng Yixuan locked Qin Ming and launched a surprise attack like a cheetah. At the same time, Feng Yiyun strengthened the control of the illusion and overwhelmed Qin Ming.
"Here it comes!!" Qin Ming's anger was as heavy as water, and he smelled the faint smell of blood. He struck out in an instant, turning his whole body into a beam of light and rushing forward, aiming directly at Feng Yixuan, who was running forward.
At this moment, dozens of thunder and lightning struck Qin Ming, and blazing fire poured down from the sky, trying to block his progress. The terrifying rain of knives came one after another. It was an illusion, but extremely dangerous.
Qin Ming was completely fearless and braved the danger. He was even more sure of his judgment that Feng Yiyun was disguising Feng Yixuan, and Feng Feng Yixuan... was right in front. Qin Ming violently penetrated many obstacles. At this moment, a hurricane enveloped him and rushed out from the depths of the illusion. It was thick and wild, and terrifying blades formed around the hurricane. Qin Ming roared loudly, and a thunderous wave exploded all over his body: "Rainstorm and thunder!"
Thunder and lightning were raging, and the thunder whip danced wildly, violently smashing the hurricane. With a loud noise, the thunder and lightning wind flew out of control. Qin Ming's offensive did not slow down, he just came out, killed Feng Yixuan with a sword, and rushed towards Feng Yixuan.
"Qin Ming, accept death!" Feng Yixuan's eyes were as bright as stars, and he was coming fiercely. The power of the sword surged at this moment, forming a sword rain all over the sky, and like a rushing river, he rushed towards Qin Ming, and every sword gleam was burning with flames. , sword energy and flames merged, sharpness and violence merged, forming a powerful current of destruction. He was confident and sealed the battle with one blow.
"Okay!" The disciples of the temple saw clearly, cooperated perfectly, and the timing was perfect.
However…
Qin Ming was not frightened, but instead launched a surprise attack before Feng Yixuan.
"The clouds are deep and the nine layers of fog are deep, and the roaring waves and fish and dragons are angry."
The ancient sword of Dayan vibrated with sword shadows all over the sky, and the sword light was layered upon layers, and it rushed forward continuously, like a sudden wave of waves. The momentum was very shocking, and the surrounding trees were shattered into pieces, torn into pieces by the sword energy. Nine-fold sword tide, nine-fold critical strike, in the chaos, in the sword tide, Qin Ming burst out suddenly, like a fish jumping over a dragon gate, the momentum surged, a bit of sword light quickly magnified in Feng Yixuan's sight, the red glare, the surge of sword power Creepy.
The sudden change left no room for maneuver.
Clang! !
The Dayan Ancient Sword collided point-to-point with the Fire Sword in Feng Yixuan's hand. There was a harsh sound, and the Fire Sword shattered into tiny pieces. The Dayan Ancient Sword was intact and its killing power continued unabated, grazing his neck. It crossed and brought out a bloody line. The disintegrating sword tide then flooded him, exploding with blood all over the sky, and knocked him away on the spot.
"Stop!" The disciples of the temple stood up in shock, as if they saw Qin Ming killing him.
The elders of the temple frowned slightly, what a strong sword power and precise control! Qin Ming was able to seize the opportunity in the endless illusion, and control the direction of the sword in a dangerous confrontation, grazing Feng Yixuan's neck without actually penetrating it. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.