Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"Mirror illusion? Tsk."

Realizing that he had been caught in Mida's mirror unintentionally, Yan Wushang made a dissatisfied sound in his mouth. If he wanted to be beaten, he should do so in an upright manner. As a result, the enemy was playing dirty tricks, which was unpleasant.

Looking at Mida in front of him who was holding the same weapon as his own, Yan Wushang felt even more unhappy. Any arrogant warrior would not like such a move.

Mida's mirroring only imitates each move of the target back to the original mover. This is only a very rough imitation. Just like the name of Mida's move, it is the reflection of the mirror.

His moves have neither the charm of the original user nor his own understanding of the moves. It is simply a clumsy fake.

But it is precisely for this reason that the target's real trick cannot be understood by the fans, so that the pinnacle of swordsmanship such as Yi Qixing can directly break through the mirror illusion.

"Let me see how much you can learn?"

Yan Wushang turned a few flowers with the spear in his hand, and the flames that had disappeared before entering the illusion burned again.

But then, the person on the opposite side also imitated what he had just done, and a raging flame was ignited around him. The wall of fire behind them faced each other, and it was really like looking into a mirror.

Not only the moves and weapons, but also the behaviors and habits are imitated. This can be regarded as a provocation.

The fact is that Yan Wushang's anger was indeed aroused by Mida. Every step in the opponent's series of actions was his lightning point.

"You are indeed very talented at irritating me."

Now it is no longer important whether it is to contain the plan, to preserve strength, or to ask him not to indulge in fighting. Yan Wushang just wants to stab the guy in front of him who is playing around with himself.

"This thunder..."

Jianzi Xianji looked at the heads of everyone. There were dark clouds in the sky and thunder roared. Coupled with the extremely high fighting spirit of the people in the Desire Realm because their martial arts resonated with the demons and Buddhas, it seemed that they were using the thunder as a war drum. The momentum was It's really bluffing.

San Xiantian was also on the battlefield, but apart from Buddha Sword Fenshuo who was carrying the Buddha dish and shouting "I can't help but explain" rushing in front, Jianzi Xianji and Shulou Longsu were both paddling.

It's not their fault. The Buddha Swordsman said that a dozen enemies would be so high. If they followed each other, there really wouldn't be many enemies that could get close. They were basically just helping to pick up the slack.

"Jianzi, what are you looking at?"

He saw that Jianzi Xianji had been staring at the thunder clouds in the sky and almost stopped fighting. He could catch fish better than himself. This was not feasible.

Out of curiosity, Shulou Longsu also followed the other person's line of sight and looked up at the dark clouds above his head. Apart from the dark clouds and the lightning thunder, he couldn't see anything else.

"Don't look anymore, this lightning can't hit your head."

"Longsu, as a good friend, why can't you wish me better?"

Jianzi Xianji pretended to sigh, then knocked away a few enemies, and then continued to sigh, but his head was always raised and his eyes were fixed on the sky.

To be precise, his eyes have been following the thunder in the black clouds, so Shulou Longsu joked that he kept staring at the sky because he was afraid of being struck by lightning.

"People like you may offend God and be hacked to death any day. I have to hide a little bit when the time comes, lest I be caught and backed up by you, the Black Water Swordsman."

"...They all said it wasn't the reason."

The Taoist dressed in plain white took a few steps away, put the fly whisk back on his shoulder, and looked with his palms at the same level as his eyebrows. Of course, what he was looking at was the lightning that shuttled between the black clouds.

"Long Su, do you think you can control these thunder and lightning swords in the sky?"

"what?"

Hearing the other party's words, Shulou Longsu immediately realized what the other party was thinking, but these dark clouds and thunderclouds all followed the desire world. Can they control it?

"Jiansu's own martial arts body carries thunder and lightning. Maybe he can attract lightning strikes from the sky and hit them on the battlefield..."

The Unfinished Words of Jianzi Immortal Traces Shulou Longsu understood that if Yi Qixing could induce thunder to intervene in the battle, wouldn't it be possible to chase the demon Buddha and attack him? As the manipulator, Yi Qixing only needs to stand at a high place to see Just go to the enemy's place.

Standing in the rear, attracting thunder from the sky, and winning from thousands of miles away, this trick is really sinister.

"You are full of black water swordsmen and fairy tales. This sentence is really suitable to describe you."

"Mild praise, ridiculous praise."

"..." I'm praising you, right?

"In that case, I'll go back to the city and ask Jiansu first."

Because the current strategy is to defend the city in a roundabout way, everyone is fighting in shifts. At this time, Yi Qixing is still in the city, and he has to go back first if he wants to find someone.

Thinking of doing it, Jianzi Xianji quickly put away his fighting posture and escaped from the chaotic battlefield at lightning speed.

"Sword?"

As soon as Shulou Longsu turned his head, the plain white figure from before had disappeared, leaving only a message floating in the wind.

"I'll go back and ask Jiansu if this plan is feasible. You and Fojian should work hard!"

"You just left like that? Jianzi?"

Looking at the chaotic battlefield around him, with no trace of the sword fairy left at all, Shulou Longsu had clear doubts in his heart about whether the other party really cared about the battle situation.

Could this guy be running so fast because he wanted to fish?

"boom-!"

"Well, what's going on?"

There was a very strong explosion in front. Many people were affected by the sudden explosion and were blown several miles away. Shulou Longsu turned slightly to avoid several human-shaped flying objects flying over and squinted at the front. The place where the explosion occurred.

The moment the sound appeared, he thought it was Buddha Sword Fen said releasing his ultimate move, but after listening carefully, he found that it was not the sound that Buddha Disk would make at all, and the enemies that were knocked away were not those of the three of them.

In Zhengdao's view, the only benefit of the Eight-Colored Banner Order system for the soldiers of the Desire Realm is that there are differences in the costumes of the eight-colored soldiers, allowing them to tell which banner they and others are currently dealing with, and whether there are any enemies. Add reinforcements.

"Cough, cough..."

The center of the explosion was here in Mida. As for the cause of the explosion? In fact, Yan Wushang became more and more angry in the mirror illusion. He completely forgot about Chang Yingluo's instructions and seized the opportunity to directly attack the illusion with the blade of consciousness and forcefully break it open.

The consequence of this was that neither he nor Mida benefited, and it also affected Shu Twelve who was also in the mirror illusion.

"whispering sound."

Looking at Mida, who also had not yet recovered, Yan Wushang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although the opponent's breaking move was not very glorious in terms of means, it was indeed difficult to deal with.

"Yan Wushang, what are you doing?"

Shu Twelve stood the halberd on the sand to support it. The mirror illusion suddenly broke, causing such a great impact that even he felt a sting in his consciousness. In this case, he used the bubble in his scepter. You can imagine what Yan Wushang did.

Although he had not broken through Mida's mirroring move at that time, Shu Twelve had already discovered the flaw, and was about to go all out to make Mida look good, when Yan Wushang on the other side came out halfway, a consciousness. The blade stabbed all three people present.