Chapter 836 The Powerful Zhong Mei, the Mirage Dragon Illusion Shows Its Power

"Oh? You are talking about the reflection of the Difficult Sword and the Lonely Spear. You are indeed the owner of the Soul of Han Sheng."

When Zhong Mei was surprised, Bai Ye's figure was like lightning, and the spear in his hand cut through the air, bringing a series of sharp whistles, piercing Zhong Mei's heart. All around, the wind was surging, and countless "kill" characters seemed to be controlled by invisible hands, tightly surrounding the two, and each word contained a heart-pounding killing intent.

However, Zhong Mei had a playful smile on his face, as if all this was just a game for him. He gently waved the palm leaf fan in his hand, and the seemingly ordinary object turned into the center of the storm at this moment.

The hurricane suddenly rose, and the rotation brought the power of destroying the world, engulfing those "kill" characters one by one, like a black hole that swallowed everything, strangling them without a trace. A faint smell of blood and destruction filled the air, which made people palpitate.

Bai Ye's spear collided with the palm leaf fan. At that moment, the sound of metal clashing was deafening, as if even the heaven and earth changed color. The huge impact force made Bai Ye's figure sway slightly, but he took advantage of the situation, the true energy in his body surged, and his figure flashed like a ghost and appeared on Zhong Mei's flank.

His left hand was as fast as lightning, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed. The sword light cut through the sky like a thread, pointing directly at Zhong Mei's vitals.

Zhong Mei's eyes were full of admiration, and the palm leaf fan spun gently. The seemingly gentle movement contained a thousand pounds of force, easily swinging Bai Ye's long sword away, and the sword light shone in all directions, turning into talent and dissipating.

At this moment, the sky suddenly dimmed, and a thousand-foot sword shadow appeared out of thin air. It was the "Heaven and Earth Sword" that Ci Song used with all his strength.

Wherever the sword shadow passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, invincible. , as if to split the whole world in two.

"Sword of Heaven and Earth? Didn't Tan Tai recruit a disciple?"

However, facing this sword that destroyed the heavens and the earth, Zhong Mei seemed to be completely unscathed. He raised his head and showed a faint smile on his face. The palm leaf fan in his hand showed no intention of resisting the thousand-foot sword shadow.

Just when the thousand-foot sword shadow was about to fall on Zhong Mei's head, a sudden change occurred. Zhong Mei's figure disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by a faint shadow.

"Afterimage?!"

The pupils of Ci Song and the other two shrank, and their faces showed solemnity. They did not expect that Zhong Mei's speed was so fast that he could leave an afterimage in front of them.

"It's the Heguangtongchen footwork."

Ci Song recognized the footwork used by Zhong Mei at a glance. It was exactly the same as his own, and it was from the Taoist Heguangtongchen.

"I have lived for so many years, so I have naturally learned some methods from various schools of thought."

The moment the voice fell, Zhong Mei's figure had already appeared behind Bai Ye, and the palm-leaf fan in his hand slapped Bai Ye's back without any fancy moves. This attack seemed ordinary, but Bai Ye felt an unprecedented crisis. He seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and could not move at all.

Bai Ye could not care about much at this moment. He directly stimulated the soul of Han Sheng in his body, and a majestic saintly aura suddenly burst out from him, trying to resist Zhong Mei's attack.

Zhong Mei waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand, and when it was about to touch Bai Ye, a warm yellow barrier suddenly appeared behind Bai Ye, and in this barrier, multiple "transformation" characters collided frantically, trying to break through the barrier.

Zhong Mei frowned slightly when he saw this, and was obviously surprised by this sudden change. But after all, he was an old man who had experienced countless storms, and his movements did not slow down at all. He waved the palm-leaf fan gently, with an indescribable charm, and collided head-on with the warm yellow barrier.

A loud noise was heard, and the warm yellow barrier shattered, but Zhong Mei's palm leaf fan stopped in mid-air, not daring to touch the floating "Hua" characters, which gave Bai Ye enough time to react.

Taking advantage of this brief respite, Bai Ye attacked decisively. He raised his left hand, and the long sword was like an arrow from a string, cutting through the sky and pointing directly at Zhong Mei's vitals. At the same time, he shook his body and dodged like a ghost, pulling away from Zhong Mei.

Zhong Mei's mouth curled up a playful smile, and he turned sideways and easily avoided Bai Ye's surprise attack. At this moment, Ci Song's figure appeared behind Zhong Mei like a ghost. He took the flying sword and held it tightly with both hands, with a resolute light flashing in his eyes.

"Hundred-step flying sword!"

Ci Song shouted in a low voice, and the talent in his body surged out like a river bursting its banks, all poured into the Shuo Nan Sword. In an instant, the shadow of the Shuonan Sword turned into a dazzling sword light, cutting through the sky and attacking Zhong Mei's back with the force of thunder.

Almost at the moment when Ci Song finished speaking, the Shuonan Sword had already reached Zhong Mei's back. Zhong Mei obviously did not expect Ci Song's attack to come so quickly. He had no time to turn around, so he had to cross the palm leaf fan in his hand behind him,

trying to resist the attack of the flying sword. However, the Shuonan Sword seemed to ignore the distance in space, bypassing the palm leaf fan and stabbing Zhong Mei's back. Zhong Mei was slightly startled, raised his left hand, and the surging talent

madly gathered, trying to block the Shuonan Sword with his bare hands. But at this moment, a cold light suddenly attacked from Zhong Mei's side, but it was Bai Ye holding a spear, taking this opportunity to attack together. With Ci Song's Shuonan Sword in front and Bai Ye's sneak attack behind, Zhong Mei was actually in danger for a while.

However, at this critical moment, Zhong Mei suddenly turned around, and slapped Shuonan Sword with his right palm-leaf fan, while his left hand, in an extremely strange posture, grabbed the spear that Bai Ye was stabbing at.

"Ding ding!"

Two sounds of metal clashing rang out almost at the same time. Ci Song's Shuo Nan Sword was blown away by the palm leaf fan, while Bai Ye's spear was firmly grasped by Zhong Mei. No matter how hard Bai Ye tried, he could not move it at all.

"You all caught the timing of your attack very well. If a scholar who had just broken through to the semi-saint level fought with you, I'm afraid he would really fall into your trap." Zhong Mei held the spear and looked at Ci Song and the other two with a faint smile on his face: "However, if this is the only level, it is still not enough to defeat me."

But at this moment, Zhong Mei's pupils shrank slightly, and a voice with a little smile came to Zhong Mei's ears, "Uncle, it seems that you can't see through this mirage dragon illusion either."

Hearing this, Zhong Mei realized that he had fallen into a trap. He quickly used the Qi-Seeing Technique to wake up. He then realized that the person in front of him was not Bai Ye, and the "spear" in his hand was actually Jun Zhubi.

At this moment, Zhong Chang was looking at Zhong Mei with a smile on his face, and continued to say: "Uncle, great-grandfather, I'm sorry."

I saw multiple "transformation" characters flowing directly into Zhong Mei's body along the Junzhu pen.

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