Huan Ji was thinking about how to break through the defense of the spiritual shield and attack Jiang Yixiu, but she heard a whistling and shaking sound, and a chill quickly rushed over.
This icy arrow contains a fairy spirit. If she hits one, she will have to endure the pain of the fairy spirit invading her magic veins.
Huan Ji dodged quickly and circled in the air several times to avoid the ice arrows. When she dodged the ice arrows, those dozens of virtual phantoms all disappeared.
Jiang Yixue was secretly delighted and sneered, "Although your illusion attack power is amazing, you always pretend to be fake. If you have the ability, why don't you fight me with real swords and guns?"
Huan Ji's voice was pleasant and melodious, and she laughed like a silver bell, "No matter if it's a lie or not, being able to kill the enemy is strength, otherwise it's useless to say anything."
Jiang Yuxin said disdainfully: "Your Illusionary Martial Demon Sect, just from the name, doesn't look like a serious sect. You can only play tricks to deceive people, but you don't dare to fight with real swords and guns."
Huan Ji gently spun her body like a graceful ballerina, but the more she spun, the more phantoms she created. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Huan Ji appeared, and they all attacked Jiang Yixiu with contemptuous sneers and whips in their hands.
"Here we go again, which one is true and which one is false?"
Although Jiang Yuxin cursed the most fiercely, she was terrified in her heart. There were so many phantom beauties, and she couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.
If I were to fight against Huan Ji, I would definitely not be able to beat her.
Lan Ling'er also rubbed her head in distress: "I can't tell either. This demon is such a bastard that he actually has this kind of skill. How shameless."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "This cannot be blamed on the demons. It can only be explained by our lack of skills. Since ancient times, all is fair in war. This illusion attack is understandable."
Ye Feng used telepathy to tell Jiang Yixue the location of Huan Ji.
"Seven o'clock, turning right."
This time, Jiang Yixue put four ice arrows at once and drew the bow four times. The sixteen ice arrows almost blocked all possible directions for Huan Ji to dodge.
Huan Ji felt the fierce force of the ice arrows, and there was a flash of white light in front of her eyes, like a rain of arrows, which completely surrounded her. No matter which direction she escaped, she would be hit by the arrows.
This girl is really cunning.
Huan Ji had to swing the whip into a circular defensive circle to smash the two most threatening ice arrows into pieces.
Whoosh, a white light flashed, and there was a sound of tearing from Huan Ji's red skirt. An ice arrow pierced her shoulder strap.
Without the shoulder straps, half of the collar fell down, revealing most of her snow-white and tender breasts, almost completely exposed.
Huan Ji screamed and quickly covered her chest to prevent her beauty from leaking out.
She looked at Jiang Yixue with contempt: "What do you want to do? Do you want to tear my clothes?"
Jiang Yixue was also startled and blushed slightly. Even though the other person was a woman, she felt embarrassed to expose her breasts in front of her.
Jiang Yuxin retorted, "Who wants to tear your clothes? You are not a beauty. You are lucky that my sister's icy arrow only tore your clothes. Otherwise, that arrow would have hit your magic core and frozen you into an ice cube."
Jiang Yixue seemed to have thought of something: "Yes, my arrow almost hit your heart magic core. You should be grateful for not killing me."
Lan Ling'er interrupted and said, "You lose. My sister tore your clothes on purpose. She didn't mean to hurt you."
Huan Ji sneered and was about to argue when a slight roar sounded from the mountain stream. The surrounding scene changed suddenly, revealing several blue-roofed factory buildings on the other side of the mountain stream.
From the other side of the mountain stream, an iron bridge stretched out, spanning both ends of the mountain stream. A group of demon soldiers, surrounded by a half-white-haired demon old man, walked over.
Seeing the demon, Huan Ji hurriedly stood beside him respectfully: "Hello, Master."
Huan Yong had already climbed up from the ground. The self-healing ability of the demons was very strong. Huan Yong found a bandage to fix his arm. Although it would not take ten days or half a month, the bone had to be fixed. Otherwise, it would heal quickly. If the bone was found to be crooked, it would have to be bent again and tied again.
"Master."
Seeing Huanyong's painful expression, the master knew that it was the pain from the broken bones, so he shook his head and said, "Huanyong, are you injured? Is it serious?"
"It's just a broken bone. After a night, it won't hurt anymore tomorrow."
Huanzun looked at Ye Feng coldly. He could always see the situation outside from inside and knew that Ye Feng must have relied on some special skills to see through the illusion attack of his disciple Huanyong.
"Can I ask, how did you discover Huan Yong's true identity? Did you use your mind?"
"Yes, it is the intention."
Jiang Yuxin argued, "Your apprentice made a bet with us. If we win, we can enter the military factory. Please get out of the way. We are going to take over the military factory."
"Haha, of course not."
"You are not going to deny it. Your apprentice promised us personally that if we win, you will hand over the military factory."
"We are not trying to shirk responsibility. It's just that he can't represent the whole demon world, nor can he represent the military factory. I am responsible for everything here. He is just my assistant."
Ye Feng asked with a smile: "Is your military factory still in production?"
"That's right."
“What do you produce?”
"Of course we produce magic crystal guns."
Knowing that Huan Zun would not easily agree to let him take over the military factory, Ye Feng smiled and said, "I made a bet with your apprentice, and we won. According to the agreement, he has to hand over the military factory to us, but you said that he can't represent you. You are in charge here. Excuse me, if I make a bet with you, is it okay? Can you represent yourself?"
"You want to challenge me? Fine. I can represent myself and the military factory."
Ye Feng asked doubtfully: "I have a question that I want to tell you. You from the Huanwu Demon Sect, why don't you practice in the Demon Martial Realm, but come here to manage the military factory?"
Huan Zun smiled mysteriously: "I can't tell you this."
"Since you can represent the military factory, let's have a fight. If you win, we will give you Nanyu City. However, if you lose, you must hand over the military factory obediently. Do you agree?"
Huan Zun sneered: "You want to bet with me? You will regret it."
“We have absolutely no regrets.”
"Then please General Ye, come over and fight."
Huanzun suddenly led his disciples Huanji and Huanyong and strode towards the bridge with big strides, an evil arc flashed across his mouth.
Ye Feng thought they were trying to escape, so he immediately chased after them.
To everyone's surprise, when Ye Feng chased along the bridge to the middle of the mountain stream, the surrounding scene changed again.
Ye Feng disappeared from the bridge, and the bridge and the military factory disappeared, returning to the illusion of a surging stream.