"Thousand Lights and Ten Thousand Shadows Spell!!!"
Xiao Mohu was startled by Mu Hongyi's exclamation. He knew that things weren't looking good. Right now, it could be said that he was controlling an invincible puppet to fight Chu Yang. If the puppet was controlled, wouldn't he be at the mercy of Chu Yang?
In that instant, the situation suddenly reversed.
Originally, he had relied on his eight arms to attack from every direction. His invincible golden immortal body was instantly surrounded.
Chu Yang had been dodging before, but now, his attacks were even crazier than before.
The light net covered his golden head and could not cut through it, so it pulled fiercely. Under the coordination of the shadows under his feet, he was almost caught off guard and was pulled down.
Over a hundred Chu Yang's, countless of them not present, attacking from different angles and methods. This made Xiao Mohu feel like he could not hold on.
"Damn it, how does he have the Thousand Lights and Ten Thousand Shadows Spell, and how can he use so many illusions!"
Xiao Mohu gritted his teeth. His body emitted an incomparably heavy sound. Steel filled the void. The eight golden arms held sabers, spears, swords, halberds, hammers, spears, beryllium, and wheels. They danced and whistled, drawing dangerous and sharp arcs in the void, crazily cutting in all directions.
With him as the center, sabers, spears, hammers, swords, and spears crisscrossed together, forming an extremely violent weapon storm.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The illusions continued to bombard down, but were directly blown apart by Xiao Mohu's weapon storm. True essence exploded, forming a wild wind.
Xiao Mohu used all his strength in each attack. The weapon storm was displayed to the limit. The rocks and bricks in the distance were all drawn over, but before they could even get close, they were torn to pieces by the eight weapons. However, such a fatal blow that used all his strength to hit nothing was very uncomfortable.
However, he really did not know which one was Chu Yang's real body!
Before, he was like an idiot crazily chopping people with his saber, but now, he was the idiot being beaten by the crowd.
When the crowd saw this turn of events, they did not know what to feel. However, high up in the sky, an old man and a young man watched as Xiao Mohu was beaten up by so many Chu Yang. The young man's mouth twitched, and he was extremely displeased. "My illustrious reputation is at stake. Master, is it too late to rescind our master-disciple relationship now?"
The old man's complexion was slightly dark, without the slightest sense of elegance and delicacy. His eyes were slightly swollen, and his cheekbones were somewhat protruding, making his face even more bony. A pair of hands with a dull complexion, somewhat withered and thin, like withered branches, appeared above the youth's head without anyone noticing.
"Dang!" The sound of metal hitting stone was immediately heard.
The young man was already prepared. A silver light shone from his body, and a small silver wolf popped its head out to receive the old man's blow. The young man's movements were very practiced.
"I say, Master, I'm being serious here. Can we not use conventional methods?"
The young man smiled. His smile was like the ripples of a clear spring, overflowing from the small whirlpool at the corner of his mouth, rippling all over his face. He was very pleased with himself.
His nose was high, and his face was like an ancient jade, flawless but somewhat pale, as if there was a kind of cold feeling to it. The moment the young man was pleased with himself, a crisp sound immediately rang out, and a bump immediately appeared on his head.
The older the ginger, the spicier.
He could dodge the first time, but he could not dodge the second time.
The expression on his face instantly collapsed, and he said miserably, "I say, Master, you look like you're about to die. It's fine if you don't rescind our master-disciple relationship, but can we make a statement — that thing that was made into a red underwear and shaved bald has nothing to do with our noble and ancient existence, the Golden Elder's bloodline?"
This old man and young man were from the Golden Elder's bloodline of the Five Elements Sect. The old man was the current Golden Elder of the Five Elements Sect, and the young man was his disciple, the silver wolf.
"Little brat, watch carefully and learn from your senior brother!"
"Aiyo, I say, Master, even if you don't think about the Golden Elder's bloodline, you should think about your disciple having multiple wives and concubines."
The silver wolf immediately wailed and wailed, "With your omnipotent disciple's foresight, that thing will be beaten into a dead dog sooner or later. Master, you're randomly accepting a disciple. You'll have to collect the corpse later. "
The Golden Elder glared at the silver wolf, and the silver wolf's neck shrunk, and he immediately hugged his head.
"I told you to watch carefully, so you watch carefully."
"Yes, yes, yes. Master, even your fart smells good."
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