Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

If it were before, Xie Duanyang could only set up the Fire Cloud Wings and temporarily escape far away.

Then sacrifice a defensive weapon and use wandering tactics.

But now...

Just with a "clang" sound, the sword he had trained for ten years turned into a rainbow and was unsheathed.

Holding the knife in hand, there is a fierce murderous aura running through the sky without any special urging.

Xie Duanyang laughed loudly, his body suddenly rose, and he advanced instead of retreating.

The man is in the air, and the long knife in his hand has been slashed out.

Qin Tianjian monks can control dozens of talismans and puppet soldiers at the same time, and their combat power is already at the top of the foundation building realm.

And if Xie Duanyang's guess is correct, those talisman puppets and gold and silver puppets may have some means of forming a powerful formation.

After the energy is really connected, the power will probably increase again.

He himself is good at this method, so he is naturally the most wary of this method.

Therefore, they did not give the opponent a chance to arrange their formation and took the lead.

This method of dividing spiritual thoughts is indeed mysterious, but after all it is not as good as the real body. The reaction is inevitably a bit dull and sluggish, and it is not as smart as one wishes.

It’s just the other monks. Even if they see it, they may not be able to defeat them.

But Xie Duanyang has fought countless times in this illusion, and his experience in fighting is extremely rich.

He can firmly grasp the fleeting opportunities that ordinary people have.

The Qintian Supervisor monks launched dozens of attacks at the same time, and the momentum was certainly huge.

But the formation is not complete and cannot be integrated into one body, so naturally there are countless flaws.

I saw Xie Duanyang walking with the sword, his body movements were like a dream, he had already found the weakest point among the dozens of attacks, and swung it out brazenly.

The snow-white sword light exploded in the air and landed on a paper talisman doll that was also holding a long sword.

In fact, in terms of momentum alone, the much smaller number of talisman puppets are still superior to those of bare-handed puppets, and their fighting methods are also more sophisticated.

However, in Xie Duanyang's opinion, their clever tricks were as clumsy as babies and not much better than puppets.

And they are transformed from paper talismans, and their bodies are naturally not as hard as puppets made of metal.

No matter how you choose, Xie Duanyang will never make a mistake.

When the knife fell, the knife-wielding puppet exploded without any surprise and turned into billowing vitality.

Xie Duanyang dragged the knife and left immediately, not wanting to fight, never giving the Qintian Supervisor monks a chance to react and have the puppets surround him.

I saw him spinning his long sword around, and every move and every move was delivered from an unpredictable angle.

And every time you swing your sword, there must be some meritorious deeds.

In just a few breaths, he had successfully killed four puppets in a row.

However, Xie Duanyang's skill and momentum have not diminished at all, but because the destroyed talismans also contributed part of their vitality to those enemies.

Instead of decreasing, it increases, becoming more and more expensive.

Seeing that half of the remaining talisman paper puppets have been killed by him, even if the formation can be successfully set up, the operation will not work properly.

He stopped attacking him, avoided a spear with ease, and stepped on the gun with both feet.

While in the air, Xie Duanyang adjusted every bone and muscle in his body, and his whole body seemed to turn into the most sophisticated machine.

"Open!"

With a low drink, Xie Duanyang thrust his arms through his arms without any thought, and swung out the most powerful sword he had made tonight.

"Kacha!"

The rotten silver puppet, which was two feet tall, was chopped into two pieces and turned into a round bean with all its spiritual energy drained out.

Once the move was successful, Xie Duanyang took a long breath, stood up swaying, raised the knife and stood on the head of a certain golden puppet, and looked coldly at the monk opposite.

The arrogance and conceit at the beginning were completely gone from the other party's face, and his expression was frighteningly ugly.

Casting a malicious look in the direction of Xie Duanyang, the monk Qin Tianjian hurriedly recalled four paper talisman puppets and eight gold and silver puppets to surround him and protect him.

Not to mention this, I saw the five fingers of his right hand suddenly clenching it and crushing something.

Countless mercury-like liquid metals spread rapidly, covering the whole body, forming a simple and worn-out frost-like armored stomach.

After deploying three layers of defense in one breath, the monk was completely relieved and looked at the puppet who was still stepping on its head again.

Surprisingly, I didn't find any serious and embarrassed look on Xie Duanyang's face at all.

On the contrary, it feels a bit...disappointing?

In fact, Xie Duanyang's thoughts are indeed like this.

He didn't attack while the opponent was casting spells, he just wanted to see what other methods he could use to suppress the bottom of the box.

The result was unexpected.

The approach of the Qintian Supervisor monks is certainly not wrong, and is in line with the concept of monks fighting.

But for Xie Duanyang, who has been fighting in the illusion for ten years, it feels too boring.

"But if the test tasks of the next six stone monuments are like this, it would be easier to handle."

At the critical moment of the fight, Xie Duanyang had time to think about things that seemed to have nothing to do with the current situation.

This is indeed the case.

He has already killed the paper talisman puppets and the gold and silver puppets, since the monk on the other side didn't come up with any new methods.

How can the rest of these things keep me alive?

It just takes more time.

After another cup of tea, Xie Duanyang breathed a long sigh of relief and removed the long knife in his hand from the last golden puppet.

The world in the monument is an illusion, and everything seems illusory and unreal.

But every time you kill the target opponent, you will plunder part of the vitality from above and feed it back to yourself.

After ten years, Xie Duanyang's body has become as solid as real.

And after absorbing those talismans and puppets, I had the illusion that I was about to burst.

And this is not the most important thing.

Xie Duanyang slowly raised the long knife, but his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the Taixu Mirror, countless figures holding swords shuttled in and out, and thousands of words rolled and changed.

Getting faster and faster, even with his strong spiritual consciousness, he felt dazzled.

In the end, all graphics and text will be certain.

It quickly combines and converges into a human figure holding a knife and a magic formula.

"I have a knife."

Xie Duanyang muttered in a low voice and swung the knife carelessly.

It's ordinary, nothing surprising at all.

However, the monk Qin Tianjian, who was firmly protected by puppets, dolls, and precious armor, suddenly changed his expression and was about to use some secret technique again.

The puppets shine brightly.

But it has no effect.

A gap suddenly opened in the sky, but it was just a thin line and quickly closed up again.

But immediately, a dense sword light suddenly appeared in front of the monk across the space.

Like ghosts and gods.

As for those gleaming paper talisman dolls and gold and silver puppets, they shattered and scattered in front of this sword light that seemed to be able to cut everything.

The sword energy penetrated his body, and the monk stood frozen on the spot, making no further movements.

Countless cracks extend across the body.

Then it quickly expanded to the Qintian Prison and the Imperial City...

The whole world is shattered like a mirror!

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