Chapter 213: Guardian of the Treasure House (9)

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The jade ruler struck forward. Simple, but not very neat. The bright golden light turned into golden flames divided into ten, targeting the purple shadow.

This is one of the middle-aged Hong's special skills, called "Ten Slashes of Golden Flame". The flames can lock the target's aura and will not stop until it hits the target.

"Bang!"

A golden flame hit Ziying, and Ziying's figure disappeared instantly.

died? The middle-aged red man was a little surprised.

But he got the answer the next moment. Not far away from the disappearance of Ziying's figure, another figure of Ziying appeared.

What a quick response! What agility! The middle-aged man praised secretly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Nine golden flames destroyed nine more figures.

But Ziying's figure still appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man Hong.

The next moment, Ziying's figure moved. It's not that it's rushing towards the middle-aged red man, nor is it spreading out a rolling cold current, but in an instant, thousands of identical silhouettes are rushing towards the middle-aged red man, either holding a blade and smiling lightly, or looking at each other coldly. , or expressionless, unable to tell which is true and which is false.

"What a terrifying phantom technique!"

The middle-aged red man secretly praised, feeling quite helpless. If he were not restrained by the power of the soul ground out by the soul millstone, with his powerful soul power, it would not be difficult to distinguish Ziying's true body from thousands of phantoms. But now, he can only act according to circumstances and deal with every phantom as if it were his true form.

He waved his ruler calmly, sweeping around him with the force of autumn wind sweeping down fallen leaves, destroying the phantoms one after another.

But it didn't hit Ziying's true body. The middle-aged man Hong was not in a hurry. He knew that Ziying's real body would not appear so soon, and he would definitely wait among the phantoms, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to him. He was very confident that Ziying would not have such a chance within his weather-tight wind range. When he destroys the phantoms one by one, it's time for his counterattack.

But the middle-aged man Hong underestimated the weirdness of Ziying's body technique. "Crack!" As soon as the middle-aged red man destroyed a phantom, he felt a chill rising from his back.

Ziying's true body appeared behind the middle-aged man like a ghost, stabbing the middle-aged man's back with both blades!

The unexpected in determination is surprising. The red middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and Xuanyun Jade Ruler swept back.

The middle-aged man's reaction was nothing short of unpleasant. But Ziying's double blades had already stabbed him! And it's not stabbed in two places, but on one point in no particular order! The red middle-aged man's body-protecting light armor burst out with light spots and was pierced, and the purple shadow's double blades pierced into the red middle-aged man's body.

It's just a pity that the Purple Shadow stabbing site was originally on the left side of the middle-aged man's back. It was intended to penetrate the middle-aged man's chest, but when the middle-aged man swung his ruler in reverse, the left side of his back was tilted down, and the double blades penetrated. The left shoulder of a red middle-aged man.

At the same time, Xuanyun Jade Ruler also struck Ziying's chest. The Eight-Star Dou Emperor's sweep attack, even though it was just a sweep attack, was quite powerful. Fortunately, it was just a sweeping attack, and fortunately Ziying was protected by stone armor. Ziying only had blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and was knocked back by the jade ruler, so it was no serious problem.

How could the middle-aged red man be allowed to use fighting skills to chase Ziying! How could we not strive to make the injured red middle-aged man even worse? The storm raised its hand, and suddenly a wind sword was pointed at the red middle-aged man. At this moment, the entire golden square was like a sea of ​​wind swords.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan"! (To be continued.)