While Zhang Fang was shouting at Jing Ling, I raised my two swords and slashed towards the secret room door at the same time.

If I wait a little longer, until Zhang Fang and Jing Ling fight to the death, I can still get a bigger advantage.

However, I have to take action, regardless of whether the mirror spirits help me voluntarily or not. They have already given me a helping hand.

I can't bear to watch them being killed.

When I took action with my double swords, the two gates flew into the air. Two sword auras, one black and one white, drove straight in and took Zhang Fang's head.

The sword energy, like scissors, swept across Zhang Fang's neck, and the opponent's head flew straight into the air. The blood spurting out of the corpse's cavity instantly dyed the mirror red.

The moment the body fell, I put away my knife and stood up.

Zhang Shun in the mirror burst into tears: "Zhang Fang... Zhang Fang!"

I frowned and walked slowly towards the body on the ground - Zhang Fang was not killed so easily.

When I was in front of the corpse, I saw a round bulge on the clothes on the corpse's chest.

I cut open the other party's clothes with a knife, and inside was a circular mirror set on the bones of the corpse.

Fake!

This is just a puppet controlled by this mirror.

The next moment, Zhang Fang's shadow appeared in the mirror: "Good sword skills! However, no matter how good your sword skills are, you can't kill me, because I'm not here."

Zhang Fang sneered darkly: "I didn't expect you to be able to make a comeback in this situation."

"But what if you exposed my trick?"

"People are afraid of death. If they don't want to die, they have to surrender to me."

As soon as Zhang Fang's voice fell, Zhang Fang's shadow appeared everywhere in the Yuehai Tower where figures could be reflected. Hundreds of figures shouted at the same time: "If you don't want to die, kill Li Po and let go."

Soul, recognize me as Lord."

Thousands of voices came from all directions and then converged into one place, like gods roaring in the sky, which was enough to make people dizzy.

Someone shouted: "Don't believe him, he can even kill his own father, there is nothing he can't do. Kill him!"

While dozens of warlocks were drawing their swords, Shang Xingyan also looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "A mere ghost dares to threaten me. Come and die."

"Don't do it!" When I wanted to stop Shang Xingyan, he had already reached out to grab the figure in the mirror.

Zhang Shun, who was still in the mirror, shouted urgently: "Catch him. He is a ghost official. He must be the one who knows the secret method of punishment from heaven."

Their arms collided across a mirror. Zhang Fang grabbed Shang Xingyan's wrist with his backhand and suddenly pulled him towards the mirror.

Feng Ruoxing and I shot at the same time, chasing Shang Xingyan with each sword in no particular order, and struck between the two of them.

Feng Ruoxing's dagger hit Zhang Fang's right hand.

The scimitar in my hand was directed towards Shang Xingyan's shoulder and arm.

No matter who of the two of us can kill him with one blow, he can bring back Shang Xingyan's soul.

The two cold rays of light formed by one sword struck down at the same time. Zhang let go of his consciousness and retreated. However, Zhang Shun broke out of the mirror at this moment and blocked our sword light.

After two cold rays of light flashed by, Zhang Shun's body was chopped into pieces by us, but Shang Xingyan was squeezed into the mirror by the opponent.

Zhang Shun's soul that had not dissipated struggled and said with a smile: "I finally did something for you. Let's go!"

Zhang Shun's ghost suddenly disintegrated between smiles and disappeared into ashes.

Are Zhang Shun and Zhang Fang really ruthless?

Zhang Shun had feelings for Zhang Fang, but because of the grudge in his heart, his love turned into hatred. This kind of hatred that could not be explained was not resolved by Zhang Shun until the last moment, but it also inspired Zhang Fang's ferocity.

Zhang Fang's eyes instantly turned blood red: "Li Po! You must die!"

When Zhang Fang was furious, I had already drawn the sword in my hand, but the other party suddenly disappeared in the mirror. Zhang Fang's voice came strangely from the Yuehai Tower: "If any of you want to live, just stab Li Po. This will

No matter where the knife is stabbed, as long as it hurts him, I will let you go, otherwise, you will all die here!"

I was shocked, slipped back a few steps, and slashed at the ropes on Yun Shang and others with both swords at the same time. No matter what, I had to rescue them first.

Before the rope I cut fell to the ground, I heard someone shouting: "Smash the glass! Quick!"

Those warlocks had smashed the glass. Smashing the mirror would invalidate Zhang Fang's secret technique. When several swords came down, all the windows in the corridor had been smashed. When large and small glasses were scattered all over the floor, Zhang Fang

The voice sounded again: "Thank you."

"If you don't break the glass, I will have to go through a lot of trouble to make myself have countless clones."

"Originally, you could still run to the hall alive, but now it's fine. Let's all stay here!"

While Zhang was laughing wildly, the glass on the ground stood up piece by piece, and figures of all sizes appeared in the mirror at the same time.

In the next moment, all the glass that could reveal human figures floated into the air, sealing off the entire corridor at different heights.

"Fight him!" Someone roared, and hidden weapons and talismans flew up all over the sky. Cold light and fire shadows filled the sky, suppressing countless figures in an instant and covering up the murderous intent in the mirror image.
Chapter completed!