The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 538
Reflection's appearance is exactly the same as Ling Yu's, with the same expression, the same movements, and even the rhythm of breathing.

Ordinary people who knew Ling Yu would never be able to distinguish their authenticity from fakes. Only someone like Chen Hao who was extremely familiar with him might be able to discover the extremely obscure difference between the two.

Ling Yu didn't show the slightest surprise, and he wasn't even surprised.

"Yu Ling" looked as calm as him, extremely indifferent.

Ling Yu didn't speak, and Yu Ling didn't speak either.

The two just looked at each other quietly like this, with no waves on their faces, all the evil spirits were far away from them, the surrounding environment was quiet and pleasant, with the breeze blowing by, the hair of the two danced lightly.

It seemed that there were only these two people left in this world.

Finally, Ling Yu moved, and Yu Ling made a movement that was completely symmetrical with him.

Ling Yu continued to move forward, and Yu Ling also moved forward, but in the opposite direction, just blocking Ling Yu's way.

Ling Yu didn't seem to see anything, and he didn't dodge anything, and was about to bump into him head-on.

Suddenly, Yu Ling no longer imitated Ling Yu, he punched.

The gust of wind rose in an instant, roaring like a real dragon, raging in the sky, and the terrible spiral wind pressure rolled up a huge vortex in the lake, like an invisible giant column stirring in the lake.

Amidst this terrifying momentum, Yu Ling's fist hit Ling Yu directly, the lake water along the way burst and turned into heavy rain, and the ground under Ling Yu's feet also spread cracks and cracked.

It was as if he was punching himself!
In this world, perhaps the only one who can defeat him is himself.

but……

"In this world, no one and nothing can copy me, and I don't have the qualifications, even if it's an illusion."

Ling Yu's gaze was as deep as the sea, and his words were as gentle as flowing water, but filled with majesty.

Facing Yu Ling's attack, he didn't even make any response.

Just at the very moment, Yu Ling's movements stopped suddenly, and he froze in mid-air.

The next moment, a crack appeared on his body, the crack spread, and spread all over the body in an instant, densely packed, and finally shattered into countless light spots with a crisp sound.

Before it was over, the space began to tremble, and it cracked like glass, and the original scenery disappeared.

This is an illusion, and the illusion is rapidly collapsing at this moment!
The reason it collapsed was trying to copy Ling Yu!

But Ling Yu himself did nothing at all.

Just like what he said, everyone in this world is not qualified to copy him, even if it is an illusion!

The real appearance of this place began to show. The ancient stone slabs paved the ground, which was extremely empty, like a huge stage, and there was darkness outside the stage.

Under Ling Yu's feet was a mysterious magic circle, which was completely dim at the moment, and it was it that created the illusion that Ling Yu saw.

In front of it, the mysterious symbols flowed, condensed into a chain-like form, and slowly swirled around the central mass of indistinct mist.

That is Ling Yu's ultimate goal.

He didn't want it, but asked it something.

At this moment, there was movement from Ling Yu's side, and a surprised and proud voice sounded.

"I finally broke through the illusion, the biggest opportunity is mine!"

This person is none other than Xia Xiaoliu.

There is also the same phantom formation under his feet, and it has dimmed now, indicating that he encountered the same phantom as Ling Yu, and finally succeeded in coming out.

However, the time he experienced was unknowingly longer than Ling Yu, and he didn't even know that Ling Yu was by his side.

"Why are you here too!" Xia Xiaoliu seemed to have sensed something, and turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking suddenly showing surprise.

Soon, he calmed down, as if he had figured out what happened, and smiled lightly: "I didn't expect you to find this place too? Well, you should have found this place. After all, you are the man who defeated me, otherwise it would be too much." Let me down."

Xia Xiaoliu said to himself, "This is the final place. Those idiots outside must be fighting to the death for that broken sword. I prefer my Yitian sword, haha..."

Ling Yu didn't speak, but looked at him like an idiot.

Xia Xiaoliu smiled, exuding strong self-confidence, "There will be a battle between us, and the winner will have it. Of course, the winner will definitely be me. Oh, you break through the illusion faster than me, presumably because of this The talents in this area are not bad.”

He praised Ling Yu calmly, without a sense of urgency at all, and quite confident.

He is also very skillful, otherwise it would be impossible to find the real final place and resist the instantaneous high temperature of magma to get here.

A black line quietly lay down on Ling Yu's forehead. Although this guy has changed, he is still stupid, so stupid that it makes people want to laugh.

Xia Xiaoliu made his hand, a powerful aura rose from his body, his movement was like a gust of wind, light and flexible, the speed was so fast that it almost melted into the air, invisible, only his calm laughter was still echoing.

"My ability has been ineffective for you several times. You have seen the system in my body. I was just an idiot at the time, and I panicked all at once. Now it seems that it is nothing. It only shows that you are not an ordinary person. It doesn't mean I can't surpass you."

Ling Yu shook his head lightly. He claimed that he didn't hate himself, but in fact he was still brooding about the past.

"Well, no, I have become stronger, you are no longer my opponent. For example, can you catch my figure? Hahaha..."

His voice was ethereal, as if it came from all directions, and at the same time, there was a strong wind, and the white light shot out like sharp needles.

"Did you... misunderstand the meaning of powerful?"

Ling Yu's eyes were like the surface of a windless lake, calm and unwavering, without turning at all. It seemed that he didn't look for him at all, but he seemed to have complete control over his actions, and he reached out to grab him without hesitation.

This grab seemed random, but strangely, those white pointed needles seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and all of them bounced back.

Blood spattered, Xia Xiaoliu was injured by his own attack, his figure was exposed, and his face was full of surprise.

He tried to retreat, but suddenly found that Ling Yu's palm had already filled his entire field of vision.

boom!
Ling Yu grabbed his head and threw it on the ground, causing the stone slab to shatter and fly.

Xia Xiaoliu's head was bleeding, and he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his expression was gloomy, his face was pale, and he looked stupid after being smashed.

Suddenly, with a crisp "boom", a cloud of white mist exploded, and Xia Xiaoliu disappeared.

"Stupid Art!"

Behind Ling Yu, Xia Xiaoliu was covered in cold sweat, staring at Ling Yu with incomparable fear, his nerves were tense, he was no longer calm, and his heart was full of dignity.

"I underestimated you a little bit. I will do my best. You won't have another chance."

While speaking, a sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, Yitian Sword!
　Chapter 2 is writing
　　
　
(End of this chapter)