Chapter Twenty-Four: Mirror Image Displays Its Might

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  A huge iron tail, like a poisonous snake, constantly stretched and shrunk in the air, revealing the cunning of the Iron-backed Lizard.

  His face was expressionless, with no emotion in his dark pupils.

  Its speed was almost comparable to half of its true body's speed.

  This made the violent Gang below shocked and couldn't help but let out a loud **: "What the heck is this thing?!"

  It was unbearable for Bo Hai to be like this, even the prisoner who had always been as calm as dead water was shocked beyond recognition.

  Two shadows, constantly clashing in mid-air.

  The iron tail is huge, but it can't stick to the mirror image at all.

  The reflection is like a shadow that closely follows the tail, no matter how difficult the movement is, the reflection will be locked in place as if it were attached to the bone.

  The tail flips agilely and stabs quickly again.

  The mirror-like eyes stared indifferently at the giant tail that was constantly enlarging in its pupils, and suddenly let out a cold shout from its mouth: "Double attack."

  In a flash of movement, he appeared to the left of the tail, his heavy sword slicing through the air with a loud whooshing sound, and came crashing down towards the joint that connected the tail.

  "Cough..."

  With a strange noise, the huge tail slowly fell off under the disbelieving gaze of the crowd below.

  Smashed on the ground, splashing up a puff of yellow dust.

  Iron-backed lizard suffered a heavy blow, looked up at the sky and let out a mournful cry.

  Retreated with a shorter tail, let out a sorrowful cry, and never dared to be arrogant again.

  His eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his jaw, "...".

  Among many tents, crows and sparrows make no sound.

  Many pairs of bright eyes kept exchanging glances, and a hint of genuine shock could be seen in each of them.

  Especially the members of the Riot Mercenary Group, they can understand the iron-backed lizard that their leader has extremely well. Usually, with its assistance, the leader is among the eight stages and can be said to be unbeatable. However, today... The events that have occurred have overturned the idol in everyone's heart.

  In a huge tent in the center, Hua An's face was solemn and he whispered: "How is it? What do you think?"

  There was no one behind him, yet he still inexplicably asked out loud.

  "I don't know, he's very strong."

  A dry, hollow voice came quietly from a corner and echoed in the tent.

  Hua An fell silent for a moment, then asked, "You...do you have confidence in dealing with him?"

  The tent was quiet again, and after a while, the shadow in a certain corner moved slightly, and the closed tent suddenly had a gentle breeze.

  In the empty tent, a thin black shadow stood still within it.

  The shadow veil fluttered slightly, "I don't know either, his skills are very strange... I'm not confident."

  Hua An nodded solemnly, his brow furrowed: "Let's just keep him well provided for, don't go offending him."

  "This time's mission can't have any mistakes..."

  The view returned to the scene again.

  Liu Feng's hand shook slightly, and with a fierce chop, he struck down the Blood Wolf that was already at its last gasp.

  Sheathe your sword and stand still.

  Cast your gaze upon the reflection standing in the void.

  The Blood Wolf wiped away the bloodstains from the corner of its mouth and smiled bitterly, saying, "Indeed worthy of being a Starry Sky stage, to be so formidable."

  The iron-backed lizard also responded with a bitter laugh and jumped down, its left palm pressed on its belly, saying lightly: "Disperse."

  A dark space-time vortex suddenly appeared and quickly sucked in the injured Ironback Tortoise.

  After doing all this, Abuoka clapped his hands and pointed at the half-empty mirror image, smiling and asking Liu Feng: "Liu brother, is this what you summoned?"

  Liu Feng nodded slightly, not understanding why he asked this.

  Boisterous laughter echoed as he said, "Liu brother, can I try out the strength of this Mirror Image of yours?"

  Liu Feng's eyebrows rose as he turned to look at the mirror image with a cold expression, and his heart was stirred. Even now, he himself wasn't very clear about the mirror image's strength. Since the last time he bathed in dragon blood, the mirror image had also leveled up. For so long, he hadn't summoned it, not even when he was fighting against Ao Sao.

  Now, there's someone who voluntarily comes to be a target, and their strength isn't weak either, which makes Liu Feng secretly laugh with delight.

  "Alright, since you think so, let's go then, hehe."

  The figure slightly moved and appeared at the tip of a giant tree.

  Baoguang cracked a smile, grasping the massive spear horizontally in his hand, as a burst of energy shot out, with the spearhead pointing towards the mirror image standing in mid-air.

  Feeling the pressure transmitted from below, the mirror image slightly lowered its head, coldly staring at that fiery red mass, the heavy sword in hand slowly raised.

  Liu Feng smiled slightly, his heart lightly stirring: "Go, defeat him."

  ……….

  …………..

  Boisterous gaze, icy demeanor, both hands tightly grasping the massive spear, feet stomping with surging energy, flashing in mid-air, the spearhead pointing afar at the mirror image.

  Receiving the command, a cold gaze was cast onto the opponent in front of him.

  A heavy sword in hand, slanting finger, a halo of swords appears.

  The atmosphere was tense and heavy, that ordinary-looking heavy sword's tip had an inexplicable energy, he had already witnessed it before, describing it as "unbeatable" would not be an exaggeration.

  A giant gun in hand, a crimson aura surging, constantly expanding and contracting, like a nimble poisonous snake.

  A grand momentum is of no use to a mirror image without thoughts; even the rough Kamenashi understands this point, so he didn't do that useless work.

  The giant gun in his hand slightly raised upwards, and with a loud shout.

  "Blood Bullet."

  Gun shadows flashed across the sky, crimson auras surged like a bloody tide, and the majestic mirror-like image of the mountain-crushing beast charged forward with overwhelming force.

  A slender figure, in the midst of huge waves, like a small boat, drifting with the tide, yet always floating effortlessly within them.

  Boisterous eyes narrowed, grasping the giant gun with both hands again, the shadow of the gun continuously stabbed out in an unbroken stream.

  Beautiful and unparalleled blood-red gladiolus flowers, tenderly and quietly blooming.

  After the flash of gun shadows, a faint black mark appeared in space, hinting to everyone that it was not for viewing purposes only.

  In the arena, the mirror image seems to be at a disadvantage.

  Liu Feng's feet were on the tip of the tree branch, and he slightly exerted his strength to tread on it. Along with the swaying branches, he swayed up and down, his hands clasped across his chest, a faint smile on his face, without any other expression.

  Another crimson spear shadow flashed by, the mirror-like eyes gazed indifferently at the surging blood waves, and the pitch-black pupils had no emotions.

  The gunshot is getting closer and closer.

  The mirror image made its move, holding a heavy sword in hand, making a straight horizontal slash, meeting the blood-colored spear shadows that filled the sky.

  "Ding, dong."

  The sound of two metal objects colliding rang out.

  Bao Gang stared at the heavy sword with an accurate point on the gun tip, somewhat dazed, and indeed had some unthinkable thoughts in his heart.

  In the midst of these dancing sword shadows, it's actually just an illusion, bewildering people's eyes, and behind those layers of sword shadows, constantly jumping and flashing in the void, that is the true killing move.

  But the pressure transmitted from his hands was clearly proving the authenticity of this matter.

  Looking at that pair of shiny black pupils that seemed to be able to absorb light, a thread of fear quietly rose in my heart.

  Bo was indeed a resolute person, and at the critical moment, he bit his tongue hard, only then did he drive out the fear that could make himself never progress.

  Didn't dare to look at those black and eerie pupils again, the inner Qi surged wildly, and let out a loud roar towards the sky.

  As the surge of Dou Qi within Bo Huang's body grew stronger, the giant spear's blood color deepened, and it gradually advanced towards Mirror Image with a pushing step.

  The mirror image remains indifferent, with a layer of pale silver light covering it completely.

  The heavy sword in his hand also emitted a pale silver color, and the sword aura increased by another inch, accompanied by waves of sword hums.

  A low, cold growl: "Break."

  A brilliant white light burst forth, directly dispersing all of that surging blood-red light.

  Bao Gang's face was shocked, and the huge gun in his hand slowly appeared cracks, and suddenly broke open.

  The mirror image still didn't stop, with a heavy sword in hand, he stabbed straight at Bao Gang's chest.

  The crowd below erupted into waves of gasps and cries of surprise.

  Bao Gang's expressionless face stared at the rapidly approaching sharp sword blade.

  Just as the heavy sword was only half an inch away from Bo Huang's chest, the mirror image suddenly made a loud noise and dispersed into thin air. The heavy sword, which had lost its supporting power, fell weakly from mid-air and landed heavily on the grass.

  Bao Gang let out a soft sigh of relief, only then realizing that his palms were completely soaked with sweat, and couldn't help but force a bitter smile.

  On the treetop, Liu Feng's mouth corners slightly lifted.

  "Damn it, you wasted my whole evening, and you don't even get punished, how is that fair."

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