5683. Chapter 5683 Channel Dispute 8
After retreating more than ten meters, Leng Xuan looked at Xiucheng who was walking forward slowly, and he suddenly had a sense of enlightenment in his heart. It seems that the control range of the two iron balls is also limited. Otherwise, there is no need for Xiucheng to move forward with the two iron balls. Thinking of this, he smiled secretly and continued to retreat. Soon, Xiuzheng had moved to the deep pit just now. "Are you just going to run away?" After hearing Xiucheng's cold words, Leng Xuan stopped and said in a calm tone: "Next, it's your turn to try my methods." Accompanying him After the words fell, a golden light suddenly surged out from the deep pit. This sudden change immediately changed Xiucheng's complexion. Before he could react, a radiant golden staff swept towards his waist.
But hearing a loud 'bang', under the fierce force, Xiucheng's body was immediately knocked away. At the same time, in the deep pit, a man jumped out, it was Leng Er. Standing up slowly from the ground, Xiucheng wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, looked coldly at Leng Er who appeared, narrowed his eyes and said: "Spirit puppet?" Leng Xuan raised his lips and said: "I can't tell, you still have some knowledge. "Just now, when he moved to the pit, he called Leng Er out while Xiucheng was not paying attention, and hid in the pit, and then waited for Xiucheng to approach. Fortunately, he was lucky. Xiucheng focused all his attention on him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have succeeded so easily. "Very good. Although you are young, I have to admit that you do have some abilities." Xiucheng said coldly: "Next, I will let you see my true strength."
As Xiucheng's words fell, Leng Xuan was shocked to find that Xiucheng's body gradually became transparent, like a mirror image formed by water waves, which seemed very unreal. Facing the strange changes in his cultivation, Leng Xuan immediately put himself on guard and watched Xiu Cheng carefully in case he did anything. However, at this moment, Xiucheng, whose body was twisted like a mirror image, suddenly disappeared from where he was. Seeing this, Leng Xuan quickly turned his eyes and looked around. However, after a few seconds passed, he found no trace of Xiucheng, and could not even feel a breath. "What kind of skill is this?" Leng Xuan was surprised in his heart. He didn't dare to be careless and immediately called Leng Er to his side. The two stood with their backs facing each other to prevent being attacked by the other party. This lasted for more than ten seconds, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from the top of Leng Xuan's head. At that moment, he raised his head, raised his eyes, and saw the sword pointed at his cultivated hand, striking directly at his Heavenly Spirit Cap. Seeing this, his mind moved, and he and Leng Er flew to both sides at the same time, avoiding the opponent's attack. However, as soon as they moved away, a sharp cold light carrying a powerful aura suddenly struck from the side.
When Leng Xuan reacted, the beam of cold light was already approaching, and there was no way to retreat. But hearing two loud bangs, not only Leng Xuan, but Leng Er not far away was also knocked away at the same time and fell heavily to the ground. Feeling the severe pain coming from his body, Leng Xuan gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then looked forward. Suddenly, two Xiuchengs were seen standing in a row with their hands behind their hands, looking at him and Leng Er with cold eyes. "Is this... a clone technique?"