On this side, Lai Songyi and others who were still in the ice mirror maze saw Qiankun being captured alive into the ice mirror. They also felt a little strange and their mood became extremely complicated.
They tried many methods, smashed hard, and used spiritual energy to touch the ice mirror, but they were unable to enter the ice mirror.
How did that person just send Qiankun in? Why does he look exactly like Qiankun?
This question has always been swirling in everyone's minds.
Before they had been idle for too long, there was another strange movement in the ice mirror, and the clones of Xue Qie and Ling Feng also appeared in front of everyone. Just by meeting each other, their bodies were also pulled into the world in the mirror.
Xue Qie and Ling Feng felt like the world was spinning. When they opened their eyes, they saw a vast space.
And standing in front of them were people exactly like them, just like looking into a mirror.
When Xue Qie saw this scene, he was immediately dumbfounded and dumbfounded, while Ling Feng next to him also had a confused look on his face.
"Which one of you is the real one?" Xue Qie's face darkened and his voice became colder.
"You seize the opportunity right from the beginning. I think you are lying, right?"
The blood cutter on the opposite side was not to be outdone and retorted directly.
"In that case, let's fight!" Seeing that the impostor was so confident, Xuekiri no longer held back, drew out his sword and rushed forward.
Ling Feng, who was on the side, saw the cracks on the Blood Cutting Sword and knew that this must be true.
Now it's time to prove his identity.
Ling Feng subconsciously took out the Qionghuang. At this time, Qionghuang laughed heartily in his mind: "Boy, you did a good job. The Qionghuang is a sacred weapon of the Spiritual Sea. This little ice mirror cannot be easily copied.
Go ahead and kill that impostor!"
Ling Feng activated Chasing Shadow and played Qionghuang. Just as he was about to catch up with the fake Ling Feng, the man seemed to have noticed something was wrong and hurriedly ran back.
This fake Ling Feng could actually activate Chasing Shadow, even as fast as Ling Feng himself. For a while, he couldn't catch up.
The fake blood cutter also cursed secretly, he actually showed his flaws so quickly, but the holder of Qionghuang entered this secret realm, which was a big event that could not happen in a hundred years.
When Fake Xueqie saw that Fake Ling Feng was about to be caught up by Ling Feng, he rushed towards him and his face became even uglier. Is this guy planning to fight to the death?
He doesn't want to be like him.
The fake Lingfeng's speed was getting faster and faster. When he got close to the fake blood cut, just as he was about to speak, he was struck by a sword and his body was cut in half.
Seeing that the troublesome guy was dead, Fake Xueqie forced a smile, pretended to be very happy, and pointed his sword at his body: "You are really stupid to want to sneak attack me. Ling Feng, this
I've got rid of the fake one for you, how about it?"
Fake Lingfeng looked at the guy in front of him, and he was quite capable of pretending. This was much more strategic than Xueqie.
However, according to Xueqie's violent temper, he should raise his sword now and confront this guy, right?
As expected by Ling Feng, Xue Qie heard what he said and his teeth were itching with anger. He rushed forward, pulled out his sword, placed it in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? A person.
Counterfeit, what else are you pretending to be here?"
"I think you are the fake one, right? Now who is the real one has to be decided by Ling Feng. Are you in such a hurry, are you afraid that you will be exposed?" Fake Xueqie continued to compete with him, his expression unchanged.
Looks like he has the winning ticket.
Seeing his shameless look, Xue Qie was about to get angry. But Ling Feng shook his head, spread his hands directly, and smiled faintly: "You should handle your affairs."
Fake Xueqie didn't understand what he meant. When he was thinking about it, he saw the sword Xueqie put in front of his neck and stabbed him directly. He was immediately frightened and jumped back quickly. He dodged several times to avoid Xueqie's attack.
attack.
This man's attack was very fierce, and he was trying to kill me! Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise it would have been over.
Fake Xueqie frowned, feeling that the situation was not good, and quickly shouted: "What are you going to do? A sneak attack?"
Xueqie held the sword and walked towards Xueqie while whispering: "Don't you understand what Lingfeng means? It's just to decide the outcome between us. I will definitely win. You'd better die quickly."
"You talk a lot of trash, you deserve to kill me!"
In an instant, the two of them were fighting with swords.
After a confrontation, Xue Qie discovered that his moves were exactly the same as his own, but he never used the Hyphenation Technique. It seemed that the copy was not very comprehensive.
Wait, it's also possible that he didn't use the word-breaking tactic. Since this is possible, he can't use the word-breaking tactic first, otherwise he won't have the chance to win with one strike.
"Zhan Zi Jue!"
Fake Xueqie jumped up and slashed a fierce sword energy towards Xueqie. Xueqie did not show any weakness and directly faced him. The two of them started fighting fiercely in the air.
Fake Xueqie was full of fighting spirit. When he was attacking, Lingfeng smiled faintly and asked the two of them: "What is the name of the sect where Xueqie is?"
"Sword Pavilion!"
Fake Xueqie turned around and headed towards Ling Feng.
Seeing the smile on Ling Feng's face, he became more and more confident, and was sure that Ling Feng would believe that he was true.
Before he could be happy for too long, Xueqie struck him with one blow. Fake Xueqie couldn't react, and there was a deep gash in his chest, dripping with blood.
Fake Xueqie was in pain, fearing that Xueqie would continue to pursue, so he quickly retreated back, and at the same time launched a rescue mission to Lingfeng: "Look, I just said that I was from Jiange, but he didn't say that, I am the real one.
Lingfeng, help me!"
Xue Qie still had that arrogant look. He raised his sword and walked towards him step by step, with a look of disdain on his face: "You said I am from Jiange? Doesn't it mean that I am true if I didn't say it?"
"Yes." Ling Feng said leisurely, crossed his arms, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.
The smile at this moment, in Fake Xueqie's heart, is no longer happy, but gloating and watching from the sidelines.
No wonder he asked questions when he was at his most aggressive!
"You are cheating me! You are lying to me!" Fake Xueqie pointed at Ling Feng, furious.
"You just know?"
"you!"
Fake Xueqie couldn't stand the humiliation, so he directly raised his sword and stabbed Lingfeng. Unfortunately, he only hit an afterimage, and the real Lingfeng had already arrived in front of Xueqie.
Now it was Xueqie's turn to tease the impostor: "Don't be so anxious. Why don't you prove it a little more? For example, do you have this sword?"
The blood cut out of the gap, and as soon as the sword blade came out, a cold light suddenly appeared.
"Of course I...have..."
Fake Xueqie searched for a long time, but could not find the shadow of the sword.
"You! You don't have this sword on you!"
"Nonsense, who can show off a good sword everywhere?"
Ling Feng smiled slightly and drove Zhuying and came behind Fake Xueqie.
The fake blood cutter was startled, and just as he was about to resist, he was kicked into the air by his aura-filled kick.
"Hypothesis Technique!"
Xueqie thrust his sword into the fake Xueqie's chest, and saw a flash of light, and the bodies of the two counterfeiters disappeared without a trace.