Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

In the midst of the intense battle, Mo Chen's speed was unleashed to its limits. The black long knife in his hand released a cold glow that was like a violent storm!    

    

This kind of attack, was like thousands upon thousands of peak experts waving their long knife at the same time, and these blade beams, enveloped Long Bufan's body. Every single blade would tear space, and nearly sealed off all escape routes!    

    

Such terrifying spear force caused one to feel suffocated!    

    

"What a strong blade force!"    

    

Witnessing this scene, the Martial Cultivator s who were watching from afar sucked in a breath of cold air. Facing such a terrifying attack, no matter how confident they usually were, they would still feel powerless!    

    

Seeing that, Long Bufan's gaze turned serious, facing the twelve-winged Demon Emperor Mo Chen, he did not lower his guard, and immediately brandished the pike in his hand, summoning the ancient array of yin and yang from his body.    

    

Although in terms of techniques, Long Bufan's Spear Light was not as fast as Mo Chen, the flickering light array on top of the spearpoint contained a torrential sea of decomposition power.    

    

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"    

    

In the sky, the sound of blades and spears resounded across the horizon. Their momentum was like thunder, wantonly and recklessly. They were filled with a frightening energy that could tear apart space itself.    

    

In a short span of ten breaths, hundreds of spatial fissure had appeared in the sky. That kind of broken and terrifying scene was just like when Long Bufan and the others entered the drop plane back then.    

    

Sensing this, the expressions of many Martial Cultivator s changed as their eyes filled with fear.    

    

As the attack was easily dealt with by Long Bufan, a bizarre scene occurred. Every time Mo Chen teleported, he would leave a shadow behind in the void.    

    

This shadow, no matter if it was its aura or appearance, was exactly the same as Mo Chen's. It held the same black long knife, was the same battle form of the Twelve-Winged Dragon Blood Demon Emperor, and had an imposing manner.    

    

In addition, this shadow's speed was so fast that it left behind afterimages. In three instantaneous teleportation, it left behind a total of three afterimages.    

    

"magic clone?"    

    

"No, there seems to be energy fluctuations from the The Law of Space, could it be a mirror image?!"    

    

He knew that Mo Chen had an extremely high talent for the cultivation of the The Law of Space, and if he were to comprehend to a certain degree, he would be able to create different spatial projections based on the energy of the laws.    

    

Compared to the magic clone, spatial reflection was undoubtedly of a higher level. Not only was it limited to the use of a single type of energy, it was also able to inherit all the Martial Skills, Laws and combat experience from the true body.    

    

In other words, the situation that Long Bufan was currently facing, was one against four!    

    

"I never thought that this guy would actually comprehend the seventh type Concept of The Law of Space, Spatial Mirror." The look in Long Bufan's eyes slowly became serious. One must know that even though he had devoured the body of Hong Tianyun's Spatial Primordial Spirit, he had only comprehended six kinds of Concept of Space.    

    

"Are you surprised?"    

    

Mo Chen laughed arrogantly, staring at Long Bufan with an awe-inspiring gaze, and said: "To be able to die under my secret Killing move, can already be considered to be something to be proud of."    

    

Sou sou!    

    

The moment his voice fell, the four Mo Chen attacked at the same time, not giving Long Bufan any chance to speak!