The moment he saw that figure, Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted!

Same clothes, same face, same voice, same behavior habits... Lin Qiye looked at him as if he was looking in a mirror. No matter from which angle, he could not find any difference.

Not only him, but everyone standing behind the second "Lin Qiye" was also stunned.

"This...what's going on?" Zhan Yuwu asked in confusion, "It really transformed into an identical person? What a powerful evil spirit!!"

The many soldiers behind Zhan Yuwu also started talking in surprise, their eyes constantly switching between Lin Qiye and "Lin Qiye", their eyes full of shock.

"This is not just an evil spirit!" Lin Qiye's expression was extremely serious. "This is part of those red stars... If I'm not mistaken, it is the messenger of a certain God of the K-series. Whether in terms of strength or weirdness, it is not comparable to the evil spirits that are usually seen!"

Hearing the three words "Ke Xishen", Huo Qubing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the look he gave Lin Qiye changed slightly.

He actually knew about the term "God of Ke"?

When Lin Qiye heard these words, he was shocked. This fake in front of him had directly snatched his lines. Moreover, only he, Huo Qubing and Wu Quan knew about the matter of the Ke God. The first sentence spoken by this fake directly won Huo Qubing's partial trust!

Even Wu Quan, who was standing next to Lin Qiye, had a look of confusion in his eyes again, and his gaze kept shifting between Lin Qiye and "Lin Qiye".

“So powerful?” Zhan Yuwu drew out his scimitar, his mental power gushing out crazily. He walked towards Lin Qiye and said in a cold voice, “My Lord, I want to see how powerful this lousy envoy is!” Remember the URL

“Wait!” Yan Zhong grabbed him directly, his eyes gleaming, “Since these two Lin Qiyes are exactly the same, how do you know that the one standing next to you is not a fake?!”

Zhan Yuwu stood there in a daze.

"But, he just called out our names directly, didn't he?"

"Zhan Yuwu, you are the Marquis's deputy general. The hypocrite just now is called Yan Zhong, and he is the Marquis's counselor. You two have followed the Marquis for several years, and you are also the most advanced people in the army besides the Marquis." Lin Qiye directly repeated Zhan Yuwu's words not long ago.

Zhan Yuwu stood there in a daze.

After a moment, he thought about it carefully and chose to stand on Lin Qiye's side.

"Why did you go there again?!" Yan Zhong asked in confusion.

"I believe he is sincere." Zhan Yuwu said seriously, "He said you are a hypocrite."

Yan Zhong: ...

"I once offered seven evil heads and the female prisoner Gong Yangwan as a gift and asked to see the Marquis." "Lin Qiye" was not to be outdone and spoke up.

Now, even Yan Zhong and others couldn't tell them apart. Their eyes swept over the two of them one after another, and their expressions were extremely strange.

Lin Qiye stared at the other "Lin Qiye" and his eyes gradually became sharper.

This fake seemed to know a lot about himself, and even knew that he had talked to Huo Qubing about the concept of Ke Xi Shen... How did he do it?

Now, Lin Qiye truly understood what the Monkey King felt back then. It was not easy for a fake who looked exactly like him and even had an impeccable memory to prove that he was the real Lin Qiye.

So, the "Six-Eared Macaque" is hidden inside that falling red meteor?

"Do you have anything else to say?" "Lin Qiye" asked coldly.

Lin Qiye looked into his eyes, sneered, and walked slowly forward.

"What are you going to do?" Zhan Yuwu asked warily when he saw Lin Qiye moving.

"Fake is fake, and it will never be able to replace me." Lin Qiye clenched his fingers, making crackling sounds, and strong winds spread from his body. "I want to see, even if you can imitate my appearance and tone... can you create another Hongmeng Spirit Embryo?"

Lin Qiye stomped his feet hard on the ground, and his figure swept across the earth like lightning. He swung out a fist, and his figure turned into a black dot and flew backwards with a roar!

A huge pit was smashed into the ground in the distance, and the strong wind forced the surrounding soldiers to retreat one after another. Zhan Yuwu blocked the wind with his arms and turned to look at Huo Qubing, as if asking whether he should take action.

Huo Qubing looked at the two figures fighting each other and shook his head.

Boom boom boom——!!!

Loud noises resounded through the sky like thunder. In the flying dust, two identical figures collided and bounced off at an astonishing speed. Visible air waves lifted the ground again and again, and the surrounding terrain changed rapidly.

I saw one of the figures breaking the arm of the other figure with one punch, then turned around and kicked him in the chest. The latter flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell on a hill!

Lin Qiye snorted coldly, and once again took a step to flash in front of the figure embedded in the mountain. A palm suddenly chopped towards Lin Qiye's neck from the mountain, but was easily blocked by Lin Qiye. The other fist hit the opponent's chest again!

Boom!

Amid the deafening sound of collapse, Lin Qiye stepped on a figure and was directly submerged in the churning rubble.

"Lin Qiye" suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, a gleam of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He used his remaining arm to pull out the broken sword at his waist, but was directly cut off by the Ama-Kurosakuyun sword pulled out by Lin Qiye in an instant!

The smooth sword flew in the air for dozens of times and stuck into a mountain. Lin Qiye glanced at the sword that he had chopped off and said calmly:

"It seems that you are not that capable. Not only is your physical body much inferior to mine, but even the Ame-no-Kurosakumo sword is fake..."

“Fake? You are the fake!” “Lin Qiye” struggled frantically in the deep pit, and roared at Lin Qiye with wide eyes, “You are a fake made by Cthulhu! You can never be replaced…”

Before he finished his words, a second flash of sword light appeared, and his head flew up and rolled in front of Huo Qubing and others.

The fake corpse gradually melted and turned into a strange object with eyeballs growing on it, which looked like a willow branch or some kind of tentacle. Lin Qiye glanced at the corpse under his feet and put the Ame-Kuromo sword back to his waist.

"I don't understand. There are so many people here, why did you choose me? If you change your target, maybe you will succeed."

Lin Qiye retracted his gaze, slowly turned around and walked to Wu Quan and the others. The others looked at him with strange eyes.

"Are you... the real Lin Qiye?" Yan Zhong asked with a frown.

"Of course he is." Wuquan said firmly, "Brother Qiye can't possibly lose to his own fake. I believe he is the real thing."

Yan Zhong and the others turned to look at Huo Qubing, who stared at Lin Qiye for a long time, nodded slightly, and said:

"Notify the army to continue their journey... Be careful to avoid these colorful smoke and advance towards Chang'an as quickly as possible."

After receiving Huo Qubing's order, everyone got busy. Lin Qiye rode back to his horse, stood on the mess on the ground, looked back at the colorful smoke covering several mountains, which seemed to have no signs of dissipating. His eyes narrowed slightly...

"Brother Qiye, it's time to go." Wuquan reminded from the front while riding a horse.

"Yes, here I come."

Lin Qiye retracted his gaze, followed the army, and continued to walk towards Chang'an...