swallow dragon

Facing Lin Yi's sarcasm, Shen Junjie was so angry that his whole body trembled.

However, no rebuttal could be found.

Immediately, Shen Haojie turned his head and stared at the dying Jian Chi with resentful eyes, the Hailan Magic Sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and he was about to kill the killer and drive Jian Chi to death.

Who would have thought that before Shen Haojie could kill in pain, the white-haired Jian Chi slowly raised his head, stared at Shen Haojie with ferocious and terrifying eyes, and said coldly, "Boy, do you really think that I have already killed you?" Have you lost the ability to fight back? You are too naive!"

As he said that, his figure flickered, and immediately, under the attention of everyone, Jian Chi suddenly transformed into fifty or sixty phantom clones, each of which was holding a khaki epee, with exactly the same appearance and shape.

"Phantom clone?"

Shen Haojie looked at the fifty or sixty figures around him with fierce eyes, and couldn't help but sneered, completely ignoring the fifty or sixty phantom clones in front of him.

For Shen Haojie, the phantom clone technique is meaningless at all.

Because even Jian Chi in its heyday, it is difficult to get close to Shen Junjie and pose a threat to Shen Junjie, let alone the phantom clone that transforms out.

You must know that there are two kinds of phantom clones, one has only one entity, and the rest of the phantom clones are phantom bodies condensed by illusion.

This phantom clone technique is of no help to today's battle situation.Because Shen Haojie can completely ignore the truth and falsehood, and directly strangle all the phantom clones.

Another kind of phantom clone technique, each clone is an entity, but the strength of each clone is split from the main body, so the strength of the clone will be relatively average.

Although there are too many clones and many people, but the attack power has been weakened. Even if they attack at the same time, it is difficult for Shen Haojie to resist the offensive wave of fifty or sixty clones at the same time. It is also difficult to deal with Jian Chi's phantom clone Shen Junjie caused fatal injuries.

Therefore, when Shen Haojie saw Jianchi performing the phantom clone technique in a desperate situation, he immediately sneered in his heart, and already regarded Jianchi as a dying person struggling to die.

"Jianchi is fighting in the corner!"

"Now that the Xuanwu tortoise shell has been broken, Jian Chi has no shield, and there is only one dead end!"

"I believe that Jian Chi will never escape this calamity again!"

A group of monks from the Ancient Tomb Sword Sect started talking one by one.

The Yaomuyu not far away had a serious face, clasped his hands together, and muttered something, as if he was praying for something.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill……"

Suddenly, fifty or sixty phantom clones set off and rushed towards Shen Haojie, one by one wielding the earth-yellow epee that was about to burst, and slashing at Shen Haojie from various tricky angles.

"court death!"

Shen Haojie yelled angrily, the Hailan Magic Sword in his hand twitched violently, and with a snort, strips of mighty sword energy swept out immediately, like flood dragons, madly smashing towards fifty or sixty phantom clones.

bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Fifty or sixty phantom clones hurriedly moved their steps, tossed and turned, desperately dodging, and at the same time they rushed hysterically at Shen Haojie, brandishing the khaki epee in their hands, and stabbing at Shen Haojie's body.

laugh!laugh!laugh!laugh!laugh!

Strips of ten thousand zhang sword energy swept across the sky, causing the void to vibrate and the sky to shake.

In a short snap of the fingers, fifty or sixty phantom clones were strangled by Shen Haojie's tenacious sword energy, leaving only three or five sporadic phantom clones, which rushed to Shen Haojie's side smoothly .

"Kill..."

"I am going to kill you……"

Three or five clones waved the khaki epee in their hands like crazy, and slashed at Shen Haojie.

"Chong!"

"Chong!"

"Chong!"

Only hearing the crisp and pleasant sound of gold and iron clashing, the earth-yellow epee of the four phantom clones were all successfully resisted by Shen Haojie, who had quick eyesight and quick hands.

Immediately afterwards, with a flick of the wrist, the four phantom clones were suddenly decapitated and died.

laugh!

At the same time, a khaki epee that was about to shatter pierced deeply into Shen Haojie's chest, almost piercing back and forth. A stream of scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain, and the scene was shocking.

"Look, Jian Chi's phantom clone has succeeded!"

"Hmph, it's impossible for an injury of this degree to endanger Senior Brother Shen's life. Senior Brother Shen only needs to swallow a Great Return Pill, and he will be able to recover from his injury soon."

"There are fifty or sixty phantom clones, only this last one is left! As long as this last phantom clone is strangled, you will win the victory!"

The monks of the Ancient Tomb Sword School all stared wide-eyed, sweating secretly for Shen Haojie.

With a sound of "Wow", Shen Haojie spit out a puddle of blood, and the expression on his face became more and more terrifying, "Damn beast, dare to hurt my body!"

"After I successfully bred the domain of swords, no one's sword has ever hurt me. You are the first and will be the last!"

Shen Junjie endured the excruciating pain, and quickly raised the sea blue magic sword in his hand.

However, at this moment, Jian Chi's last remaining phantom clone slowly raised his head and smiled playfully at Shen Haojie, "I will not lose to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his wrist, and with a bang, the khaki-colored epee shattered, and a frightening wave of energy surged out, blowing away the vast sea of ​​sword energy covering tens of thousands of miles in one fell swoop.

"don't want……"

At the very moment, Shen Haojie pulled back suddenly, and at the same time, he turned into a protective shield with all his strength to protect his whole body.

hiss……

This sudden scene caused an uproar in the audience.

"Did you see it? Jian Chi actually blew himself up with his natal magic sword in order to survive!"

"Once the natal sword is broken, the sword idiot will lose half of his life, but under the current situation, this is the only way to do it."

"Unfortunately, it would be too naive to use this method to turn the tide of the battle."

The monks of the Ancient Tomb Sword Sect all turned pale with fright, and raised their heads to look at Shen Haojie in the sky.

Fortunately, Shen Haojie had quick eyesight and quick hands, and successfully dodged it, escaped, and was not involved in the turbulence of the explosion.

"Damn bastard, I almost got hit hard!"

Shen Haojie gritted his teeth, looked at Jian Chi with hatred in his eyes, wishing he could swallow Jian Chi into pieces and chew them into pieces.

"Quickly die to me..."

Shen Haojie violently shook the Sea Blue Magic Sword in his hand, and was about to pounce on Jian Chi's clone and kill him.

However, at the next moment, Shen Haojie suddenly stopped in his tracks, with astonishment written all over his face.

"Haha, it worked!"

"Brother, you did it!"

At the same time, Yaomuyu laughed loudly, and rushed towards the dying Jian Chi who fell from the sky with great excitement.

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