Lin Hun did not dodge the sword energy coming from the shadow. He retreated with his dagger, drawing Bagua patterns continuously, instantly smashing the huge sword energy into pieces and turning it into a ball of blue smoke, returning to nature.

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The shadow did not know that there was something strange in it. It imitated Lin Hun's behavior and twirled and stirred the dagger, which was a bit sluggish. The originally smooth Bagua encirclement and suppression turned into a slow motion of stirring a sauce vat.

However, shadows are shadows after all, and they are ethereal existences. After being cut by the sword energy, the entire figure recovers quickly like a cloud of smoke.

"Only the Emerald Gold Sword can cause substantial harm to him."

Lin Hun seemed to have expected that the sword energy would not be able to harm the shadow.

While the shadow is recovering, he lunges forward and stabs the shadow straight into the abdomen.

Unfortunately, when Lin Huan seized this opportunity, the slime also captured Lin Huan's thoughts, copied the same mirror image, and directly added it to the shadow's body.

"Ding", the tips of the two emerald gold daggers faced each other, no difference at all.

The emerald gold dagger cannot attack the shadow itself. This is indeed a very difficult proposition. Lin Hun always feels that he is missing something in the battle. But now, he cannot think. If he moves slowly, he will be killed by Shi.

Lime seized the opportunity to extract the spiritual power and vitality from his body.

Shadow's pressure on him eased, and the aura in Lin Huan's body suddenly began to function normally. The Pisces jade pendant on his chest slowly circulated, slowly replenishing himself with the remaining blue energy in his meridians.

Suddenly, Lin Hun pushed the shadow away, looking like he was ready to win, with a playful look in his eyes.

The slime is trying its best to copy Lin Huan's eyes. The white eyes have already appeared in the eye sockets, leaving only the pupils, which are the most difficult to copy. Now, there is a blind Lin Huan on his face, and even his expressions are real-time.

synchronization.

Lin Hun suddenly stopped attacking, which made Slime a little confused and embarrassed. After all, the stronger Lin Hun's attack, the stronger the energy dissipated outwards, and the greater the energy he absorbed.

"Hey, let's sing the folk song, sonorous pit." He sang the folk song with a broken gong voice, and Lin Hun actually used the emerald gold sword and the emerald gold shield to accompany himself. This nonsensical move left everyone, Monk Zhang Er, scratching his head.

Lin Hun seems to have returned to his youthful days when he just became an apprentice and learned Baji Quan and Jiugong Chunyang Sword. In the boring practice years, young Lin Hun and his brothers would always find some fun for themselves.

Especially in sparring, China is very particular about fighting without using force. How could these lively young people like such a boring sport? So they invented antiphonal singing, especially folk songs, with short sentences and a percussion accompaniment at the end of each sentence.

, most suitable for the intersection of sword moves.

Bajiquan is originally about exerting force at will, turning your mind according to your heart, and making every step fierce. After mastering it, the intensity can be applied everywhere, and it is elegant and free. Only then can the strong fist become hard and soft, complementing each other. Unexpectedly, with the invention of my brothers,

It actually produced unexpected results in the battle against the shadows.

When the song started to sound, the shadow on the opposite side actually knocked on the shield, played the rhythm, and sang a folk song.

One person and one shadow stood looking at each other, singing folk songs to each other. In the strange amber palace, it looked extremely funny and made people laugh.

Slime was still nodding hard. The longer he mopped the floor, the better it would be for him. Lin Hun would naturally not be stupid enough to be captured. He closed his consciousness again, stepped on the Nine Palace Steps, and walked the yin and yang path with his sword, just like practicing with his brothers.

Like a sword, at the end of each "clang pit", it will hit the shield. This unconscious distraction has a huge impact on the shadow's imitation.

When knocking on the shield, he unconsciously swung his dagger and stabbed the shadow, trying to inflict heavy damage to the shadow even though he was slightly injured.

Shadow is a soul body after all. Every time Lin Hun's emerald gold sword cuts his skin, it will bring out a string of energy, just like Shadow's emerald gold sword brings out a string of blood beads on his body.

As the shadow gets more and more injured, more and more energy is lost from the body, and the body becomes translucent, and will soon turn into a veritable shadow.

Slime seemed to feel Shadow's current embarrassing situation, but now he was at the critical moment of forming his eyes and had no time to be distracted. As long as he worked harder and completely copied Lin Huan's soul and took it as his own, that would be

Lin Hun will become his real puppet.

But just as he accelerated the energy absorption, his heart trembled, and an ominous premonition arose in his mind.

As the moves became faster, Lin Hun took the absolute initiative in the battle with Shadow, and the emerald gold dagger kept slicing across Shadow's body.

"Clang pit pit", at the moment when the folk song ended, Lin Huan suddenly emphasized the last tone, the emerald gold shield in his left hand suddenly moved away, and the dagger in his right hand pierced the shadow's right rib.

"Pfft" and "ding", two sounds sounded at the same time, but the dagger in Lin Huan's hand penetrated at the end, while the dagger in Shadow's hand pierced Lin Huan's skin, unable to make an inch of it.

Lin Hun's skin pierced by the dagger shone with emerald green light. It was the rib wrapped in emerald gold that blocked the way of the shadow dagger.

"Go to hell." Lin Hun's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The tip of the dagger sharply turned downwards and pierced into Shadow's lower abdomen, directly destroying Shadow's Dantian.

"Ah", Shadow let out a sharp cry, and his body was turning into a ball of golden powder. The slime groaned and spit out a mouthful of blood from the newly formed mouth. Lin Huan actually caused him to be severely injured.

At the same time, the magician and Hilem were suddenly slowed down by the collision of Cuijin. Assassin No. 2 seized the opportunity and pierced Hilam's abdomen with a sword.

However, the backlash before Hilem's death was also huge. The weak Assassin No. 2 had no time to dodge, and was hugged by Hilem. The blazing soul fire directly burned the assassin's soul into nothingness. Assassin No. 2

It turned into a zombie and slowly fell to the ground.

"No. 2! No." The weak magician supported the mutilated Illusionist, but he couldn't believe the fact that Assassin No. 2 was killed. If the Assassin Alliance trio lost one, their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced, let alone the loss of

An assassin known for his speed.

During the hundred years of fighting, the comradeship forged has long surpassed all emotions in the world. The magician, who was mourning his concubine, collapsed on the ground as if he had suddenly lost his faith.

On the other hand, Lin Hun, although he was a little separated and suffered some physical injuries, but after eliminating the shadow, he appeared to be energetic and high-spirited.

"No", the slime's originally swollen and tall body slowly shrank and returned to its original form. Just like Lin Hun had released his fifth degree of biochemistry, the powerful aura gradually disappeared, and even the face that was about to take shape gradually disappeared.

It slowly dissipates.
Chapter completed!