Chapter 118 Mirror Killing Formation
The long sword in Si Cang's hand made a buzzing sound and blocked in front of Duan Anluo.
Duan Anluo patted Si Cang's shoulder and said, "Their opponent is me." He pointed at Xiang Wenshu and said, "Only that one is yours."
This gesture of clearly drawing a line between the two was like an icicle piercing Xiang Wenshu's heart.
He realized that Duan Anluo was unwilling to fight him in person, and a feeling of being completely despised instantly filled his heart. His body turned into a twisted black shadow, and he rushed towards Duan Anluo regardless of anything, just wanting to hold him tightly in his hands.
However, he was fast, but Si Cang was even faster!
The moment he approached, he was blocked by Si Cang's sword. The sword was not unsheathed, but the long sword wrapped in the scabbard slashed out with a force of a thousand pounds, and the force was so strong that it seemed that it could break his bones in one go.
Xiang Wenshu was forced to retreat, and the blood in his chest was surging, but what made him even more unbearable was Si Cang's existence itself!
Seeing Duan Anluo being protected by this man, and the invisible tacit understanding between the two, the tyranny, jealousy, and madness that had accumulated in his heart for five hundred years completely devoured the last bit of clarity! Now he just wanted to tear Si Cang into pieces!
Just as the murderous auras between the two collided and were about to break out, the surging fog in the formation suddenly intensified, and the surrounding spiritual energy changed drastically again.
Xiang Wenshu only felt that the scene before his eyes was rippling and reorganizing like water ripples. When it stabilized, the people around him had been separated by an invisible force, and Duan Anluo was no longer there.
In the vast mist, only Si Cang was left facing him from afar.
"Duan Anluo!" Xiang Wenshu roared unwillingly, the violent demonic energy in his body rising uncontrollably, his eyes red as blood. He had been abandoned by Duan Anluo once again!
Duan Anluo's voice came through the formation clearly and calmly, and his only target was Si Cang: "Si Cang, just focus on dealing with him, and leave the rest to me."
"Be careful." Si Cang responded briefly, his eyes completely locked on Xiang Wenshu.
Duan Anluo's tone was even more cheerful: "Trust your husband, it's okay~"
Si Cang raised the corner of his mouth and continued, "Then, thank you for your hard work, husband."
"Haha~" A contented laugh came from Duan Anluo's side. It was obvious that he enjoyed the call of "husband" very much.
This intimate interaction, without paying attention to others, became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Xiang Wenshu.
His face turned from blue to black, and his voice trembled and twisted with extreme resentment: "You don't want to catch me with your own hands? You don't even want to look at me straight in the eye?!"
There was silence on the other side of the formation, and Duan Anluo didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
This complete disregard for him, which treated him as nothing, made Xiang Wenshu more painful and crazy than any sword.
"Duan Anluo! You will regret this!!" Xiang Wenshu was completely enveloped in the dark and thick demonic energy, looking like a madman.
Duan Anluo was his inner demon. The three years they spent together were like seeds that were deeply planted in his demonic soul.
He tried to dig out the seed and ended up bleeding!
But no matter how hard he dug, the three years in Xuanmen were constantly urging this seed to regenerate and sprout! Especially Duan Anluo, even after his death, he was still deeply rooted in his demon soul.
Otherwise, Duan Anluo would go with him and be locked up tightly by him, never to leave again.
Otherwise, Duan Anluo would die in his hands and never be able to leave.
This is the best way to get rid of the inner demons.
In order to achieve his goal, he didn't care how many lives died, nor did he care what Duan Anluo thought. He just wanted to kill them all and be done with it.
The most troublesome person at the moment, the person he hates the most, is Si Cang.
Kill Si Cang and then dig out Duan Anluo's useless eyes!
In response to him, there was the dragon's roar as the long sword in Si Cang's hand was unsheathed. Si Cang's body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed forward with a cold murderous intent!
The two had fought before and knew each other's moves well. Now there was no hesitation and they attacked with killing moves.
The sword light and palm wind collided, and astonishing energy fluctuations erupted in this strange space.
At the same time, the butler and the other two masters also found themselves completely separated. Each of them was alone in a chaotic fog and lost the trace of their companions.
This is not bad, after all, they are not useless, and they can handle any danger themselves.
But what they didn't expect was that when the fog dispersed, Si Cang's stern figure suddenly appeared before their eyes, and facing him was the long sword emitting deadly murderous intent!
"Si Cang?!"
All three of them were shocked. They had heard of this weapon that was recognized as a deadly weapon in China.
Although the information was incomplete, it was known that Si Cang was the strongest fighter. The organization had carefully planned so many assassinations, but all of them came to nothing, and in turn, many skilled fighters were lost. In the end, they had to find another way and find Duan Anluo, who had the Nine Yin Body, in order to refine him into a fierce ghost and slowly wear Si Cang down.
At this moment, facing this killing god alone, they were unsure of themselves.
"Where's the master?"
"Going to catch Duan Anluo?"
"Do you want me to deal with him alone?!"
The thoughts in the three people's minds came out at the same time, and they all felt like they were falling into an icy cave.
The housekeeper was even more shocked, and instantly "understood": Xiang Wenshu was deliberately using the formation to divide the group and let him delay time. He was a discarded pawn!
It must have been his disrespectful thought just now that made his master want to abandon him.
The housekeeper felt sad. After so many years of companionship and advice, how could she abandon him just because of a thought?
Thinking of Xiang Wenshu's coldness, the butler shuddered all over. It was not impossible.
There is no other way now. If you want to survive, you have to fight.
At the core of the formation, Duan Anluo looked at the scene in the formation leisurely.
The three men faced "Si Cang" as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They brandished their weapons desperately to resist and used all their strength to fight back. The scene was extremely intense.
Duan Anluo curled up the corner of his mouth into a wicked smile, "Scare the hell out of you bunch of lackeys!"
Whatever tricks Si Cang used nearby, he could demonstrate them here.
This formation is called the Mirror Killing Formation.
In this "mirror killing array" led by him, the real Si Cang was fighting with Xiang Wenshu.
On his side, he was able to use the formation to perfectly replicate Si Cang's fighting style, aura and even the terrifying murderous intent, and create countless "Si Cang" that were so real that they could be mistaken for the real thing.
What’s even more amazing is that the moves can be reflected in real time.
Whatever moves Si Cang himself uses on the other side, the mirror image here can perform them synchronously.
This formation is a terrifying replica training ground.
He used to be lazy, and when he was teaching his apprentices, he didn't want to teach them one by one, so he simply threw them all into the formation. He could face three apprentices alone, and he only needed to make one move to beat all three, which saved him time and effort.
Now he has improved it a bit, and here he can infinitely amplify the enemy's inner fear, using the opponent they fear most to drag them into a double war of attrition of spirit and strength.
What the three housekeepers faced was not only the unkillable Si Cang, but also serious psychological impact.
Duan Anluo disrupted the magnetic field and constantly interfered with their mentality. Seeing their desperate expressions, he laughed out loud. I am worthy of being him.
In the formation space, where Si Cang and Xiang Wenshu were confronting each other, the spiritual energy collided due to the momentum of the two.
Xiang Wenshu no longer concealed himself, and the evil spirit and resentment surged out from behind him like a black tide, condensing into a hideous shadow, hissing and stirring the space.
Si Cang said disdainfully: "Use your original body, this thing can't withstand a beating."
"That depends on your ability, can you let me out!" Xiang Wenshu's body turned into a black line, and the evil spirit bit towards Si Cang from different angles, blocking all retreat routes.
Si Cang's eyes were as calm as water, and the long sword in his hand trembled with joy. He did not retreat but advanced, facing the overwhelming attack, he rushed forward!
The black blade light swept past, and the demonic energy crashed into it, causing its speed to drop sharply.
Xiang Wenshu's pupils shrank, and he formed seals with his hands. Layers of bone shields instantly condensed in front of him, and countless wailing faces of resentful souls appeared on the shields.
The blade slashed on the bone shield, causing a harsh friction sound and a soul-stirring scream. The shield shattered layer by layer and continued to regenerate, barely blocking the attack.
Si Cang continued to attack, the knife followed him, and the second knife was already here.
This knife was completely different from the previous one. It was so fast that it exceeded the limit of visual capture. Wherever the blade passed, faint black scratches were left in the space. The karma fire was rekindled and pointed directly at Xiang Wenshu's body.
Xiang Wenshu's body suddenly became ethereal and turned into a wisp of green smoke, but the blade followed him like a shadow and still brushed past the edge of his soul.
"Swish!" Just like a sharp knife cutting on cloth, Xiang Wenshu's ethereal figure re-condensed after violent twisting, and a knife mark suddenly appeared on his left shoulder. The dark original demonic power was escaping from it, scattered in the formation, and then was sucked away by Duan Anluo.
"You... you actually managed to injure my soul source?!" Xiang Wenshu was both shocked and furious, his voice trembling with disbelief. An injury to the soul source was far more than just a flesh wound; it was the very source of his soul power.
Si Cang shook the knife as if there was something dirty on the blade, and said with disgust: "Just use your original body. I want to go back to sleep after the fight."
Xiang Wenshu's pupils suddenly shrank:!
Si Cang thought the fire was not strong enough, so he slowly added another handful of wood: "My husband doesn't like staying up late. If I sleep late, he will get angry and I will have to coax him for a long time."
Duan Anluo, who likes to stay up late to watch TV series: "..."
Si Cang has learned bad things!
This mouth, tsk~
The huge shadow behind Xiang Wenshu expanded and solidified wildly. It was no longer a vague outline, but turned into a ferocious tiger with bony wings on its back!
The pent-up jealousy, the resentment of not getting what he wanted, and the rage of being looked down upon completely exploded at this moment!
Demonic energy rose into the sky, and the atmosphere within the formation changed from chaos to an eerie darkness.
He opened his two enormous, blood-red eyes, filled with malice towards the entire world, and stared at Si Cang below.
Si Cang finally raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction, "That's pretty good."
Duan Anluo, who had been controlling the formation from the outside, suddenly changed his expression and cursed: "I'm going to die! This mad dog!"
He did not dare to delay and waved his hands quickly, sending streams of spiritual energy into the barrier of the formation, reinforcing it with all his strength, for fear that this terrifying monster would break free and run outside.
Only then did Duan Anluo see clearly that the two red moons he saw that night were actually Xiang Wenshu's eyes!
Duan Anluo felt nervous and subconsciously wanted to help Si Cang.
Si Cang and he were in tune with each other. In the formation, he could feel Duan Anluo's intentions even more. He raised his voice and said, "No need."
Duan Anluo was worried, so he listened to Si Cang's voice clearly transmitted to his ears through the formation: "Watch carefully and let him know how good your vision is."
The tip of the knife pointed at the huge creature, and Si Cang's voice was firm and decisive, "It has always been fine."
Duan Anluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end, he could only utter two words: "... childish!"
Si Cang attacked without holding back any more, his blade became more and more fierce and ruthless, like a raging storm, and he took the lead in attacking the thing that occupied half of the sky!
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