Tang Fan saw that he could not avoid this disaster, so he simply took the risk.
He secretly used the Panshan Sutra to protect his heart with a thousand-year-old tortoise shell, and then took out a short sword as his last resort.
There are still two sword energies from Master Lexian of the Taishu Sect left in the dagger. Although it cannot kill Nascent Soul, it can still act as a certain deterrent.
After doing all this, Tang Fan made a hand seal, his hair moved automatically without any wind, and his whole body hovered in place.
His speed is getting faster and faster, like a top, turning into a spinning black shadow.
His body continued to accelerate, becoming increasingly transparent until it merged with everything around it, turning into a transparent cyclone and evolving into a storm...
"What kind of spell is this? It's so special!"
Ye Zhenghao frowned, even he didn't see what Tang Fan wanted to do.
However, he knew that Tang Fan didn't really become transparent, he just used his speed to the extreme, which caused an illusion to his eyes.
This requires an extremely strong body to achieve such an effect, otherwise at this extreme speed, the body of an ordinary monk would have been torn apart long ago.
"What is he doing? I've never seen him cast this spell before..."
Mo Yan secretly pulled Bai Jingyi.
Bai Jingyi whispered: "He has many abilities. Now he doesn't want to reveal his identity and has not used any spells that everyone is familiar with. Could it be that this is an illusion..."
Bai Jingyi raised her head and took a closer look, feeling something.
What Tang Fan cast was indeed a spell from the Illusion Sutra. At this time, he was a blur of light and shadow, as well as a storm.
It can even be said that he transformed himself into a virtual space parallel to this world.
Although his ability to use the Illusion Sutra is not as good as that of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor, his depth of understanding far surpasses him.
What the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor knows only is to use the initial stage of illusion to attack the opponent.
And Tang Fan gained a deeper understanding during his long-term exploration.
If I am an illusion, I will become an illusion.
Although this was the first time he had used it after his enlightenment, the spinning figure seemed to trigger the rules of heaven and earth. While the light and shadow continued to spread to the surroundings, it gradually turned into a huge mirror.
"How is it possible? This kid..."
Ye Zhenghao has lived for too many years, but he has never seen a monk of Tang Fan's age able to cast such a powerful spell. He was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.
"Disguise is just an ordinary person's understanding of the Illusion Sutra. The Thousand-faced Ghost Medicine has learned the attack methods in the Illusion Sutra, but Tang Fan actually sublimated it based on it. I'm really curious about what the highest stage of the Illusion Sutra is!
"
Bai Jingyi was in high spirits and murmured to herself, and she also gained insights from it.
"A hundred...illusions...become...real!"
Tang Fan's whisper came from the center of the light and shadow. The huge mirror around him faced the lightning spread out in the sky, reflecting a strong light.
"Bang bang bang..."
The roar continued, spreading in all directions. The two rays of light collided, and the lightning reflected in the mirror was obviously weaker.
The light collapsed, countless cracks appeared on the mirror, and finally exploded, turning into a cyclone again.
Tang Fan's figure emerged in the center of the light and shadow, and the virtual world returned to normal.
It seemed that Tang Fan's spell was broken.
The lightning that Ye Zhenghao pointed out only slowed down a little and continued to shoot towards Tang Fan.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Tang Fan's mouth, and his clothes were in tatters, but his eyes showed excitement like never before, exuding a more determined look.
"If your cultivation reaches the level of pill formation, this set of spells may really be able to block one of my fingers. However, you are still too weak now!"
Ye Zhenghao let out a long sigh, and at this moment he actually felt in love with talents.
"it's not finished yet!"
Tang Fan took a breath and waved his hands to gather together the surrounding cyclones that were about to dissipate.
Under his guidance, the cyclone turned into a white halo, and finally formed a mirror again.
"Do you only know this trick?"
Ye Zhenghao shook his head. He felt that he looked up to Tang Fan, and his strength was nothing more than this.
Tang Fan didn't say anything, and jumped to the center of the mirror, taking one step at a time, walking quickly with a rather strange pace, as if he was dancing on the knots.
On the mirror beneath his feet, dark shadows appeared.
These black shadows were just ovals at first, then gradually turned into human figures, and finally turned into Tang Fan's appearance. Their expressions and movements were indistinguishable from each other.
It's too late to say, but in fact all of this happened in the blink of an eye, in just a few breaths, after the mirror surface was formed, countless Tang Fans appeared on it.
All Tang Fans kept the same speed and took the same steps, changing from one to two, and from two to four. There were more and more clones, and they couldn't even fit in the mirror.
Finally, it spread out in all directions, like a sea of people, covering the sky and the sun.
"this……"
Ye Zhenghao's scalp was numb when he saw it. He had never thought that a foundation-building monk could perform such a weird technique. It was really unheard of.
Illusion Sutra is not an ordinary spell and does not have a fixed form.
It can be used in the same way for one person, but it can be used differently by thousands of people. Even if it is the same person, under different circumstances and facing different opponents, it will be used differently.
It varies from person to person, is ever-changing, has gods but has no form, and is an illusory sutra!
"It doesn't matter with one finger, can you kill me?"
Under the shadows all over the sky, all Tang Fans spoke at once, and their shouts shook the sky.
In Ye Zhenghao's view, this was like a swarm of mosquitoes, issuing a challenge to him.
"die!"
Ye Zhenghao's thoughts moved, and the bolt of lightning accelerated.
"Break it for me!"
Tang Fan prepared everything, and the clones flew out one after another, facing the lightning, and took the initiative to hit it.
"Bang bang bang..."
The figures turned into nothingness and turned into white light spots in the sky, like mottled starlight, but the real Tang Fan did not appear.
Tang Fan had too many clones. He wanted to use quantity to reduce the speed and power of lightning.
"If that's all, it's not enough!"
Ye Zhenghao sighed and said that the strangeness of this spell made him voyeuristic.
Tang Fan's clone was like a moth flying into a flame, but in front of that huge lightning, it was really insignificant, more like an egg striking a stone.
In the blink of an eye, one third of the clone was lost.
At this time, all the clones must line up and point their fingers towards the lightning.
"Focusing Sand Buddha Slash!"
The remaining light spots after the clone exploded quickly gathered together to form small white swords.
These small swords are so powerful that they fly towards lightning like meteors.
As they flew, they continued to merge and finally formed a white lightsaber. Although it was not as huge as lightning, it flashed a different kind of brilliance.
"Why does this move look a bit like Tai Shu Sect's spell..."
Just when Ye Zhenghao was thinking, Tang Fan's final blow came, and the spells of both sides collided heavily.
"Bang bang bang..."
The loud noise shook the earth and spread to all directions, and the dazzling light spread from the center, forming indescribable destructive power.
Everything around it was damaged, and a layer of the ground was lifted off, as if it had been hit by a bomb.
"ah!"
There was a scream in the light and shadow, and a figure fell from the sky, hitting the ground heavily, and dust flew up.
In mid-air, Ye Zhenghao was not injured at all, but his expression was extremely solemn.
Just now, it was not until the moment when all the clones collapsed that Ye Zhenghao discovered that Tang Fan's real body was closest to him.
Moreover, Tang Fan pointed a finger at him before he was knocked away, but he was too weak and the plot was not successful.
When the smoke cleared, Tang Fan's figure was revealed on the ground.
Ye Zhenghao flew up to him and sighed: "You are quite good at cultivation, but it's a pity that you have a bad mouth..."