"Nani? Full copy...!"


    Just listen to this forced Ge man''s description, he has completely shocked Dongxian Yao.


    I never thought that there would be such a strange soul chopping knife in the world. Instead of its own origin and interpretation, it can copy others''.


    There are at least dozens of people in the whole corpse soul world, and there are more initial solutions. Just a little thought made Dongxian feel very uneasy.


    "It seems that there is no reason for me to meet you today!"


    Dongxian wanted to put the soul chopping knife in front of him and said solemnly, "such an evil soul chopping knife, if not punished, will certainly disturb the whole corpse soul world. At that time, people will be in danger, confused and uneasy, and the order will completely collapse!"


    "I will never forgive for disturbing the peaceful existence of the corpse soul world! Today, even if I bet all my justice, I will kill you here and destroy this evil blade!"


    "Oh!"


    Zhang Han couldn''t help sneering and retorted, "hypocrites don''t belong to the group. It should be you and your master lanran who disturb the corpse soul world. Don''t think you can do evil unscrupulously by pulling ''justice'' as a cover!"


    Although I don''t know what the allusion of "no group" is, I think the nickname given to me by the enemy should not be a good word.


    "What my eyes reflect is the road that is not full of blood. Justice exists here. The road I embark on is justice! Since there is no speculation, I can only kill you here with my own hands!"


    Dongxian wants to set up the soul chopping knife. The five fingers of his left hand are together. The palm is on the ring next to the knife edge. He whispers out his spirit, "Jie, Qing insect final form, Yan magic cricket!"


    In an instant, the ring in the palm burst out countless light purple rays, and expanded rapidly, wrapping the whole body of Dongxian Yao. Then, like magic, the ring suddenly changed more than ten, flying into the air in circles.


    In the center of each ring, a dark shadow emerged. In an instant, they were all connected together to form an elliptical curtain, which completely wrapped the two people.


    The explanation of dongxianyao is actually quite simple. In the dark scene, except for dongxianyao who holds clear insects, everyone else will be wiped out except the five senses of touch.


    In this dark space, you can''t see, hear or smell. Even the sense of spiritual pressure will be deprived, and you will completely become a lamb to be slaughtered


    Such a solution is extremely powerful. If you want to crack it, you can either defeat the other party before it is solved, or you can forcibly break through the space created by the solution by relying on the spiritual pressure of one dimension stronger than Dongxian.


    In the original work, if it hadn''t been for the moment when the body surface touched the blade, it would have reflected the beast level Geng Mujian 8. Dongxian wouldn''t have lost so miserably.


    "Hmm? It still contains the power of space. It''s a powerful solution!"


    After a little feeling, Zhang Han has noticed that his space has been isolated from the mirror space!


    In the face of Dongxian''s solution, Zhang Han didn''t dare to neglect it. He quickly made the illusion in the soul knife attached to him, and made a mask at the same time.


    Zhang Han''s strength broke out completely with the addition of attachment and mask. The terrible spirit pressure scattered everywhere, surging like a landslide and tsunami, and under the heavy pressure like a mountain, the space created by the whole Yan devil cricket was trembling slightly!


    "Eh? Is this... Emptiness?"


    Feeling the surging spirit pressure on Zhang Han, Dongxian Yao was very shocked. He didn''t know that Zhang Han had a body attachment skill, so he attributed it all to emptiness.


    "But what about emptiness? In my Yan devil cricket, no matter how much spiritual pressure can''t attack me, it''s also in vain!"


    Dongxian smiled confidently, walked slowly to Zhang Han''s body and cut him in the chest.


    However, in the next second, Dongxian''s confident smile solidified on her face.


    Just as the blade was about to come, Zhang Hanjing was like a virgin, moving like a rabbit, suddenly burst up and cut horizontally with a knife.


    Ice, crescent, Tianchong!


    The crescent blade, which is white to flawless, cuts out from the blade with the power of terrible ice.


    In such a close face-to-face situation, Dongxian, who was as strong as the captain, couldn''t react. Although the blade had retreated by tens of meters when it came to the body, it still couldn''t escape Zhang Han''s cutting attack.


    Suddenly, dongxianyao''s abdomen was marked with a very deep scar, which had hurt his internal organs. What made him even more upset was that the terrible cold carried on the blade frozen the wound, the extremely low temperature made large areas of muscle tissue necrosis, and the nerves felt no pain!


    Such a deep wound, but I can''t feel pain. It''s conceivable that I''m afraid the nerve endings in the conjoined body are also necrotic by the cold!


    If it hadn''t been for the sharp rise of the spirit pressure of the body protector after being disintegrated, such a powerful chop would definitely split him in two.


    "How could it be? How could you sense my presence in my hell devil cricket?"


    Although it was clear in his heart that Zhang Han could not hear his voice at this time, dongxianyao, who was in extreme shock, still asked his doubts.


    In general, unless they have special abilities, most of the gods of death will not sense anything when they are in Yan devil crickets.


    However, Zhang Han is different.


    He not only has the ability of pressure sensing, but also telepathy. There is still a difference between using pressure to sense the soul and pressure of others, and telepathy to sense the consciousness of others.


    In Yan magic cricket, Zhang Han''s telepathy was directly erased. Telepathy was not erased, but it was suppressed to the limit.


    However, after attachment, Zhang Han can use part of the energy of spiritual gems, and his telepathy has been doubled, directly breaking through the isolation of Yan magic crickets.


    At the moment, in Zhang Han''s telepathy, dongxianyao''s consciousness is as eye-catching as a firefly in the night.


    If you can be easily attacked by Dongxian like this, you can just kill the ball!


    In the hundreds of years of Dongxian, no one can sense himself in his Yan devil cricket, but now he is restrained by Zhang Han''s telepathy... That is to say, it is useless except to bring him multiplied spiritual pressure!


    Just now, Zhang Han took advantage of Dongxian''s lack of familiarity with himself and hurt him by lifting weights. Unfortunately, I couldn''t kill him with a knife.


    "This is the knife you used to cut me in the back. Now, the battle has officially begun!"


    Zhang Leng smiled and walked forward. With each step, the cold air of the abyss completely frozen the surrounding water and gas. Soon, a dense ice fog was formed around.