Chapter 938: Battle Between the Upper and Lower Classes

"Yue Zijing!"

Wei Zhihan's eyes showed deep fear.

He had fought with Yue Zijing for many years, and they were both very clear about each other's strength. In his impression, Yue Zijing should not be so strong. Obviously, his strength has improved during this period of time.

Yang Chudie also showed a surprised expression: "What kind of Taoism is this?"

Yuhai Xianzong has never been known for Taoism, but relies on endless magic weapons. The only few tricks of the housekeeping skills, such as the Wheel of the Ancient Temple of Ice City, are known to everyone. No one has ever heard that Yuhai Xianzong actually has such a Taoism...

"This doesn't look like the Taoism of Yuhai Xianzong..."

Lu Yu said lightly, and then closed his eyes silently, trying to rely on his huge mind consciousness to accurately find Yue Zijing's true body among the figures in the sky.

However, the result surprised him greatly. In his mind perception, the dozens of figures in the sky were indistinguishable, all of them were real... Even his mind consciousness could not distinguish the truth from the false!

Lu Yu could not help but be slightly startled, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Interesting... Now I finally understand why the Yuhai Xianzong sent him to guard this place!"

At this time, the sword energy was across the sky, not only blocking the way of the Spring Conch, but also constantly slashing at the three people on the jasper shell. As a magic weapon of the earth spirit, the Spring Conch has a strong protective power, but the weapon in Yue Zijing's hand is also a magic sword, and it has transformed into dozens of swords, with amazing power. Yang Chudie can only control the Spring Conch to dodge.

On the Jinzhe below, a group of Yuhai Xianzong members have regrouped and sacrificed their own magic weapons, intending to cooperate with Yue Zijing in the air to attack from top to bottom.

Farther away, at the foot of Longshan Mountain, strange halos suddenly bloomed in the void, which was a sign that the floating warship was about to arrive by long-distance jump. Although the floating warship could not jump at all due to the restrictions of the whirlpool of robbery clouds above Longshan Mountain, it was still in the air.

That is to say, if these figures in front of us are not dealt with as soon as possible, the reinforcements of Yuhai Xianzong will come in an endless stream. At that time, even if they use a round-robin battle, they can kill the three of them alive...

Wei Zhihan huddled behind Lu Yu and Yang Chudie, and took advantage of the gap between the sword energy to slash with a sword, trying to attack one of Yue Zijing's figures.

However, the figure's reaction was extremely fast. Not only did it take on his sword momentum, but the backlash also shocked Wei Zhihan's arm and made it numb.

"Cloud-cutting sword?"

Wei Zhihan said in amazement: "Why do I feel that these clones are real... at least the weapons in their hands are not fake."

If Yue Zijing only copied dozens of human figures, it would be fine, but even the magic weapon in his hand was perfectly copied, which is really weird...

Yang Chudie didn't believe it, and raised her hand and the Red Luan Sword flew out, directly hitting one of the figures, and found that these shadow clones were indeed very difficult to deal with. However, what made her feel even more weird was that after her Red Luan Sword pierced through the figure, it quickly re-created an identical figure in the original place...

Yang Chudie suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp. She had never encountered such a difficult method.

Just at this time, Yue Zijing stopped urging the sword energy. He also found that Yang Chudie's Spring Conch combined with the Dragon Fish Black Tail was a bit difficult to deal with. If he continued like this, it would just be a waste of effort.

So, dozens of clones spoke at the same time: "Lu Yu, if you want to leave here today, there is only one way... Do you dare to come out alone to compete with me?"

Lu Yu remained silent, his eyes scanning back and forth among the shadow clones of Yue Zijing in the sky, as if thinking about how to crack it.

Yang Chudie whispered: "What should I do now?"

"No way..."

Lu Yu finally retracted his gaze and tightened the Feihong Sword in his hand.

"I still can't see through the rules, so I can only use the dumbest way... just kill him!"

"What?"

Wei Zhihan was shocked.

Yang Chudie had already verified it with the Hongluan Sword just now. These shadow clones of Yue Zijing will continue to transform and regenerate, endlessly and endlessly... This is indeed the dumbest way.

"Can we kill them all?"

"As long as we kill them fast enough, we will kill them all sooner or later." Lu Yu said, "I just calculated that it will take some time, but it is not difficult... You can cover me!"

After saying that, in the surprised eyes of the two, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the figures in the sky above.

"Yue Zijing, die!"

The Feihong Sword burst into brilliant light, sweeping towards the clones of Yue Zijing around.

Dozens of "Yue Zijing" naturally fought back, but facing the brilliant light on Lu Yu's sword, all their attacks were like a crushing blow, and had no effect at all.

The sky was a complete massacre.

However, everything was just as Wei Zhihan expected. After Yue Zijing's shadow clone was destroyed by Lu Yu's sword, it soon reappeared. Therefore, although he was always being slaughtered, he still firmly controlled the situation.

Moreover, as Lu Yu continued to "slaughter", Yue Zijing seemed to be really angry, and the speed of transformation became faster and faster. Gradually, there were more and more shadow clones in the sky, and finally reached nearly a hundred!

At a glance, the sky was full of Yue Zijing holding the Cloud-cutting Sword.

"Is this your limit? If it's just like this, it's far from enough!"

Lu Yu sneered, and the Feihong Sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the "Yue Zijing" in front of him fell down in pieces.

It turned out that he had not used his full strength just now, and this time he really exploded!

Wei Zhihan couldn't help but stare in amazement. At this time, he somewhat understood what Lu Yu meant. He wanted to use this method to make Yue Zijing's transformation speed unable to keep up with his killing speed, and finally completely break all of Yue Zijing's shadow clones.

"Don't look! Pay attention

Wei Zhihan came to his senses and found that the attack of the members of the Yuhai Xianzong below was approaching. He hurriedly responded without looking.

They couldn't intervene in the battle above, at least they had to ensure that these people below didn't affect Lu Yu's performance.

So, they killed each other up and down.

The sword lights intertwined like weaving, and the swords were rolling like tides.

Wei Zhihan didn't know how many waves of attack he had endured. If it was because of the Spring Conch as a shield, I'm afraid he would have been torn into pieces long ago.

Just when he felt that he was at the end of his strength and his internal breath was difficult to sustain, Lu Yu above his head suddenly shouted: "Come here! "

Wei Zhihan immediately looked up and saw that the battle above had already been decided. There were only four shadow clones left in the sky. As Wei Zhihan was watching intently, one more was reduced, leaving only three.

He actually did it?

Wei Zhihan was shocked and excited.

He quickly summoned up his last remaining strength and swung a sword to cover Yang Chudie's control of the Spring Conch.

Swish! Swish!

As the Spring Conch climbed upward, Lu Yu used two consecutive swords to destroy two "Yue Zijing".

There were only the last shadow clones left in the sky. Said.

This last Yue Zijing didn't seem to want to struggle, and suddenly put away the Caiyun Sword, posing as if he was captured.

But there was an indescribable smile on his face.

It seemed that after destroying so many phantom clones, he was the winner...

Lu Yu was slightly startled.

But before he could figure it out, at this moment, a cross of sword light fell from the sky, with Yue Zijing as the crosshair and attacked him.

Then, a woman's figure appeared out of thin air.

The woman had a graceful figure and was as graceful as a startled swan. She was Yue Xiujun, the head of the Yuhai Xianzong.