My body has hell

Chapter 482 Ghost Clone, Battle of Ghosts

The pretty widow Feng Jingying was happy because Liu Feixue was able to get angry for her, but when she thought of Li Ling's cultivation in the late stage of distraction, she was still worried about Liu Feixue. Although she had a lot of contact with Liu Feixue, she didn't know Liu Feixue's true strength. No wonder.

"Come on, Mr. Li, let this unknown person see your methods." Liu Feixue hooked Li Ling with a provocative tone.

Murderous intent reappeared in Li Ling's heart. Every word Liu Feixue said made him feel very uncomfortable. The demon in his heart seemed to tear the other party apart, and the anger generated made him feel hot all over.

"Hmph, since you're looking for death, you can't blame me." Even though he knew it was just a duel, Li Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with killing Liu Feixue. As the son of Li Taibai, the head of the Canglang Sword Sect, He is equivalent to half the master of the Canglang Sword Sect. He killed someone, and he killed an unknown pawn, which is really nothing special.

At the same time as the cold snort sounded, the real spiritual power in Li Ling's hand suddenly increased, and the flying swords in the air suddenly turned into afterimages all over the sky, as if thousands of flying swords attacked Liu Feixue together.

The monks around couldn't help being surprised when they saw this scene. Some were worried about Liu Feixue's fate, while others gloated about it.

But these people all had the same idea, that is, they were generally not optimistic that Liu Feixue would be able to avoid Li Ling's chic and vicious blow.

But when he looked at Liu Feixue again, he just smiled faintly, staring at the sky-filled sword light with piercing eyes, reflecting extremely strong confidence, and he didn't even move.

Li Ling, who was attacking, stopped the flying sword suddenly, and retreated quickly, almost exiting the sword-testing platform, and his face turned pale.

True monks all have the ability to foresee danger. Those who know the past and the future are considered gods when they move their spiritual thoughts, but a large number of monks can sense danger even though they cannot calculate it.

Even though Li Ling didn't see any movements of Liu Feixue just now, he felt it. He felt that if his sword shadow pierced the sky, he would be injured. It was so real, as if it was clearly Happened in general.

"Oh, I underestimated you. You were able to sense the danger. You are lucky to have escaped." Liu Feixue smiled meaningfully. Although he didn't like Li Ling very much, at this moment But I have to admire this kid's sense of crisis and strong ability to foresee danger, which is more sensitive than most monks.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be so strong." Li Ling looked at Liu Feixue sternly, as if he was a little frowning. When he actually fought Liu Feixue, he realized how powerful and terrifying this person was. He really didn't understand why a monk in the late stage of leaving his body would make him feel that he might be killed?
He didn't understand, and the audience in the audience didn't understand even more. Except for a few masters who could faintly see the clues of the matter, the rest of the monks didn't understand why Li Ling stopped suddenly.

"If Mr. Li's ability only stops here, then today will be defeated." Liu Feixue looked at Li Ling indifferently, still in that angry tone, he just wanted to make Li Ling angry, otherwise, he would actually win this fellow. Some difficulty.

Li Ling's face became even more ugly. Since his birth, he has never been underestimated by anyone because of his status. In addition, he is indeed talented and his cultivation speed is so fast that many monks who were once stronger than him They all died tragically under his hands, but these monks couldn't help begging for mercy from him when they were fighting.

But today, he found that he seemed to be one of those begging for mercy. This person in front of him was too strange. His identity, his methods, and his incomprehensible murderous aura all seemed mysterious.

Seeing that Li Ling's face was not right, Liu Feixue stepped up his psychological offensive. He said with a faint smile, "Mr. Li, do you want to let this unknown pawn be merciful later?"

"Fart, how could I be afraid of you? If you show mercy, then what am I?" Li Ling was furious when he heard Liu Feixue's words, and wished he could rush over and tear Liu Feixue's mouth apart.

Liu Feixue looked at Li Ling contemptuously, and took a light step forward. A momentum like a knife approached Li Ling. She was so shocked that she couldn't help but backed away again. One foot had already stepped into the air. middle.

Being able to condense the momentum into a knife-like attack on the opponent is probably only a few monks such as Liu Feixue. He often attacks the enemy with ghosts, so he is very proficient in controlling the invisible body, and the momentum is also an invisible force. It cannot be used as an attack.

He was very satisfied with Li Ling's performance in his heart. This person had been completely instigated by him, and he had lost the sense of normalcy that a cultivator should have. At least in a battle, he definitely shouldn't be so excited.

Once a cultivator loses his mind, not only will he make mistakes in his attack, but he will also expose more and more flaws, and he will be easily caught by the enemy. Therefore, many monks like to provoke the opponent with words before fighting, and let the opponent Losing his mind, it's really rare to be as successful as Liu Feixue is today.

In fact, when the official duel started, Li Ling had already lost the opportunity. It was really not easy to win.

Li Ling's sword energy volleyed into the air, and while the flying sword was attacking Liu Feixue, his body also turned into several afterimages and pounced on him at the same time, trying to pinch Liu Feixue with the flying sword and himself, and the reason why he turned into so many afterimages was because he was afraid of being tricked by Liu Feixue. This is just to find some cover.

Seeing Li Ling attacking again, Liu Feixue still stood there calmly. When Li Ling's flying sword pierced Liu Feixue's body, the afterimages of several bodies merged into one, and a palm was printed on Liu Feixue's body. Liu Feixue didn't let out the slightest scream, but gradually disappeared from the air.

"It's not the real body. What kind of illusion did this guy use? I can't tell it's fake?" Li Ling was shocked in his heart. Too many, the true spirit condensed on the back in a hurry without looking back, and took the sudden palm.

"Boom~~bang!"

Li Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered forward, and almost fell out, but relying on the strong hands, he still stopped his body abruptly, but this way, his internal injuries became more serious Originally, if he used the power of flying out to dispel the palm received on the back, he would be able to reduce a lot of damage, but the problem is that once he flies out of the sword-testing platform, he will lose. He is not reconciled to facing an unknown person like Liu Feixue. It just fails.

Seeing that Li Ling was actually injured, the monks around shouted in astonishment. They never thought that a monk like Liu Feixue could actually injure Li Ling. It was like a miracle.

"Hey, boy, I like your move." Hua Shidu shouted loudly in the crowd. He and Liu Feixue have fought no less than a hundred times. Unfortunately, this made him very depressed. Seeing Li Ling suffer a loss today, he felt a little gloated.

Liu Feixue grinned at Hua Shidu, then looked at Li Ling and said, "Young Master Li, do you know that no matter how powerful a spell or fairy skill is, if it can't hit the enemy, then it's nothing. Why not be as good as you, dare to be so arrogant in front of you? It's because I know that you can't hurt me at all. "

These words seemed to be addressed to Li Ling, but in fact it was Liu Feixue who was summarizing his own experience. He had summed up such things after countless battles. As a monk, the most important thing to do in battle is Avoid yourself being injured and then attacking the enemy.

In the past, because he was powerful, he didn't need to dodge attacks at all. Confrontation was the best way. Therefore, he didn't make much use of the ghosts in his body. He still couldn't make full use of the treasure house as big as the underworld.

But since ascending to the Earth Soul Realm, he found that he had suddenly changed from an extremely strong man to an uncommon monk, so he made the opponent's attack nullified and his own attack could hit the target more accurately. It became something he had to study.

Now, he has successfully realized the exchange between the body and the ghost. Although he can only condense one ghost clone at present, this is enough. The clone with the same breath as his body is even the most brilliant. Even the best monks can't see it, so his body can hide in the dark, and then attack at the right time, so that the attack can hit the target more accurately.

Li Ling didn't seem to be willing to admit defeat. His cultivation was stronger than Liu Feixue's, so he wasn't allowed to admit defeat, otherwise his face would really have nowhere to put it.

He went up with the sword again, but this time he learned his lesson, Feijian was always behind him, and all the attacks in front were done with magic.

"Fire dancing snakes!" Li Ling let out a low voice, quickly pinched out the spell with both hands, and dozens of fire snakes dragging flames went straight to Liu Feixue on the opposite side.

However, this time, after the Fire Snake flew halfway, it suddenly changed its direction and attacked behind Li Ling. Li Ling looked proudly at Liu Feixue who just appeared behind him and said with a smile: "How dare you use the same trick on my back?" Play twice in front of me, do you really think I'm an idiot?"

This Liu Feixue showed shock, but it was too late to dodge. First he was hit by those fire snakes, and then he was pierced by the flying sword. With a painful expression on his face, he slowly fell down.

However, at the moment when he fell to the ground, this Liu Feixue suddenly showed a wicked smile on his face.

Li Ling suddenly realized that he had been fooled, and hurriedly turned around to look, but saw a red light hit him, and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

"Hey, you are really an idiot. If I only know one way to attack, how dare I challenge a monk like you?" Liu Feixue laughed indifferently, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the black wind claws flew out of Li Ling got caught and came back, and said with a faint smile, "Young Master Li, our duel is not over yet, it's too early for you to step down now."

Seeing his son being so ravaged on the sword-testing platform, Li Taibai finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and shouted: "Hold on, my son didn't feel well when he practiced kung fu a few days ago. Even if I lost this time, if the little brother is willing, he can challenge again in the future."

Li Taibai endured it for a long time before he personally taught Liu Feixue a lesson. After all, there are distinguished guests here, and there are also many monks from Ling Xiufeng. If he does something too partial, it will be ugly if it gets out.Moreover, Ling Xiufeng, which he worked so hard to build, is probably going to be scattered. Although the monks there are not members of the Canglang Sword Sect, they can do a lot of things that Hughes and Canglang Sword Sect cannot do. He didn't want to give up so easily, after all, it took a lot of effort to cultivate it.

(End of this chapter)