Master's Escape Plan

For a moment, Qin Shu seemed to have the illusion of looking in a mirror.

That person's eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as his, gentle and distant, the brilliance of the Ling Jun sword in his hand flowed, and his aura was naturally revealed.

Glancing at Qin Shu, the man didn't speak, his eyes were frosted, Ling Jun stepped forward, his figure was lowered, and he assumed the Xiaoguang six posture posture.

When the two faced each other like this, the person on the opposite side was more like the real Qin Shu, every move, every retraction and release, was all with a loose breeze and a demeanor of a loose fairy.

Counterfeit goods and real flagships?

Qin Shu's eyelids twitched, and he knew the ending without looking.

"Stop, can you speak?" Qin Shu raised his hand to stop him.

"..." The phantom Qin Shu put down his sword, but still didn't speak, looked at him and then at Xie Linqing, waiting for Qin Shu to speak.

Xie Linqing also looked at Qin Shu and then at the phantom Qin Shu, hesitantly said: "Master, is it really you who is holding me?"

"Naturally." Qin Shu sighed in his heart, if the phantom in front of him can fight like the original owner, then he not only has to resist, but also protect Xie Linqing, why is it so difficult to be a teacher!

"Baqi, I need a stronger sword move."

【"Baqi is here for you at any time! But the host... Baqi wants to say something."】

"Ok?"

【"If the one on the opposite side is an illusion, has the host ever thought about using the illusion to defeat the illusion?"]

Qin Shu's heart moved, and he asked carefully, "For example?"

【"For example, the phantom on the opposite side is more likely to come from Xie Linqing, not the host. Because the host has never really seen the original Qin Shu, but he has. The host's imagination can at most change the color of the phantom's clothes and add some accessories What. Therefore, the strength of Qin Shu on the other side depends on Xie Linqing's understanding of his strength."]

"So, I just need to use my imagination to construct a person I know who is stronger than the opposite Qin Shu, and then I can defeat him?"

【"In theory, this should be right."】

It is unreliable "theoretically speaking".

But having a choice is better than nothing. Qin Shu quickly tried to find a strong character image in his mind, and then he found sadly that the more nervous and hasty he was, the more difficult it was to think of a suitable candidate. Now the only thing circling in his mind was It's the Ultraman I saw in my childhood.

"..."

Qin Shu took a deep breath and pushed Altman out of his mind.

A strong and understanding character...

Thoughts were chaotic, Qin Shu raised his eyes and saw something appearing in the darkness. Was it something he imagined?

The darkness spread out a little, and what came out first was a purple head, like a purple sweet potato essence; then came a long neck, like a giraffe without spots; followed by Vajra's body and arms, deforming while walking; finally Yes... Qin Shu covered his eyes before he saw the end.

What is this? ? ?

Too much SAN value?

Overwhelmed, he combined many characters in his head, and this thing was born in the dark, so magical!

Xie Linqing who was behind was stunned on the spot, and the phantom Qin Shu on the opposite side was also extremely shocked, and then watched helplessly as the monster punched his face.

"Oh!"

Qin Shu, the phantom of the fairy wind, was punched so that his face was turned away, and then he turned back immediately, although his temper was gentle and calm, his eyes could not help but ignite anger at this time.

There was a red mark on his left cheek, and some blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, which shows how powerful the monster's punch was just now.With a dance of sword light, the first sword of Xiaoguang's six styles has been pierced out.

It is a very strange thing to see one's own face being slapped face to face. Qin Shu doesn't know whether he should be distressed or should laugh at the moment. Laugh out loud.But at least it was his own face, this appearance was quite in line with his aesthetics, Qin Shu raised his hand and touched his cheek.

While thinking, the two phantoms have already passed more than a hundred tricks.In the dusty air, the sword light scattered, in the hands of the phantom Qin Shu, the six forms of Xiaoguang are like thunder against the wind, coming like thunder to absorb the anger, every time the sword is drawn, it is a period of thousands of trees and pear blossoms, and the snow-bright brilliance illuminates Qin Shu again and again eyes.

After all, the monster was not as flexible as a human being, and its body was covered with paint. Suddenly, its right arm bent, and the steel mechanism quickly transformed into a rocket launcher, firing at the phantom Qin Shu.The phantom Qin Shu realized that this thing was difficult to deal with, so he backhanded Lingjun to block it, and Jian Gang protected his body.

"boom!"

As soon as the rocket was fired, the ground of the hut shook.

Qin Shu felt that the picture had already started to be magical, Xiuxian was facing the heat|weapon|weapon, should it be said that it was him?

Moving Ling Jun away, the phantom Qin Shu's eyes were cold.The blow just now was so powerful that half of his sleeve was burned off, and his spirit was also severely damaged.

Seeing the phantom Qin Shu's stern expression, Qin Shu was slightly taken aback. He actually felt that this expression was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Under such a big movement, the thatched hut still stood firmly in place, without any trace of being damaged.

In such a cramped space, the two phantoms didn't mean to leave the hut to fight in the open space. Could it be that they couldn't leave the hut?Qin Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and without thinking of a general idea, the battle fell to one side.

For some reason, the phantom Qin Shu only defended but did not attack.The monster discovered its own advantage, and used a powerful hot weapon to attack the phantom Qin Shu continuously, forcing people to retreat steadily.

In the sky full of dust, the phantom Qin Shu's green shirt was covered with dust, and his face was also covered with dust. He was very embarrassed, but he still had that indifferent expression, until the spirit in his hand finally couldn't withstand the attack of the hot weapon, and with a "click", it broke. It became two pieces.

Seizing this opportunity, the monster packs another punch.

The phantom Qin Shu didn't raise his hand to resist, he looked down at the broken Lingjun silently, and sighed very lightly: "The sword is broken, and people die."

Before the punch hit his face, the phantom Qin Shu closed his eyes and stabbed the broken sword into his heart, killing himself.

Qin Shu's heart trembled when he saw it, and the spirit in the sheath seemed to sense it, and buzzed.

Holding Xie Linqing's hand tightly, and then squeezed back with one hand slightly, Qin Shu turned his head and looked at Xie Linqing. He was about the same height as him, and it was easy to look at him at the same level. He could see his clear eyes, neither happy nor sad, reflecting his own face .

It was the phantom Qin Shu who died, not him.

My heart was inexplicably heavy, but I could hear the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air.

Qin Shu rolled on the spot, dodging the falling iron fist.

That monster solved the phantom Qin Shu, and now it wants to attack him!

"How is this going!"

【"Baqi doesn't know...Maybe this is a theoretical side effect."】

With a breath stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, Qin Shu gritted his teeth: "If there are 'theoretical' arguments, I won't believe you."

The darkness shrouded again, just now Qin Shu rolled away, and Xie Linqing was separated again.

Fortunately, the thatched hut is not big, so you should be able to find him if you look around.The target of the monster's hatred seems to be to lock Qin Shu to death. Wherever he hides, the monster will attack wherever he goes, and it will never be soft.

There is no way to just dodge, Qin Shu leaned in a small corner, separated from the monster by the stove, pulled out Ling Jun: "Baqi, give me a set of sword skills."

【"Received! In the process of screening...Jingfeng swordsmanship, small range, great power, simple moves!"】

As Baqi's words fell, Qin Shu once again felt the feeling of power surging all over his body. The spiritual power passed through his limbs, and his hand naturally lifted up, holding a sword flower and stabbing forward, connecting with the monster's steel arm.

"Thorn-"

The tip of the sword with spiritual power drew sparks on the steel arm. After all, the sword of the phantom Qin Shu was just an illusion and could not be compared with the real Lingjun.

The monster suffered pain, retracted its arms, and swung its head back and forth with its long neck.

Qin Shu wished he could close his eyes and not watch this crazy scene of losing San.

The sound of the wind soon sounded, and the monster arrived with a second blow.

Qin Shu was about to block with Ling Jun, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone standing on the left, and the monster's steel arm was about to hit him.

Before he had time to think about it, Qin Shu put Ling Jun down, took a step to the left and threw Xie Linqing down.

The huge impact hit, and before he felt the pain, he felt nothing before his eyes.