boom!!!

After the two collided, a huge ball of fire broke out. Peter snorted coldly, and his sword gently swung and dispersed the smoke and dust.

Ji Qianming, whose eyes were like mirrors, was standing in the smoke and dust. His left hand was the power of the underworld and his right hand was the fire of the morning light. Thirteen flashing fragments of mirror swords surrounded him, forming a circle.

His eyes were burning and his murderous intent was overwhelming!

"I understand! You... can copy other people's abilities?!" Peter looked at Ji Qianming who was like a god descending to earth, as if he had figured out something, and exclaimed.

Pervert! It's so perverted! How can this ability exist in the world?

Ji Qianming did not answer, and the thirteen fragments of the mirror knife behind him flew towards Peter at the same time, leaving behind shadows in the air, and there was a vague sound of a sonic boom.

After all, Peter was Peter. He was the fallen knight and the powerful quasi-emperor. He quickly adjusted his emotions. The long sword in his hand swung rapidly, and the surging power of depravity was stirred up, and all the fragments that shocked were stagnant.

He seized the opportunity, bowed slightly, and suddenly burst out at an extremely fast speed towards Ji Qianming, unable to capture his traces even with his naked eyes.

But Ji Qianming's eyes are different. Whether it is analysis or imitation, the fourth-level mirror pupil has reached a point where it turns into magic.

Ji Qianming held his right hand with a long sword that was exactly the same as Peter was in his hand, and a layer of light golden flame jumped on the sword body, emitting a sacred aura.

Dingding Dingding Ding!!!

Peter's swordsmanship was very open and closed, and he was extremely fast. His exquisite Western knight swordsman technique was used from his hands, wielding a large number of afterimages.

Ji Qianming, he was like a mirror. No matter what angle, power, or speed Peter used, he could always use the opposite. Two completely identical sword techniques collided rapidly and could not determine the outcome.

Fighting with yourself in the mirror is like playing with yourself in the mirror, and you will never be able to defeat it.

Peter's face gradually looked ugly. He had realized something was wrong. Moreover, the light golden flames jumping on Ji Qianming's sword body were his natural enemy of the power of depravity. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely suffer a loss!

He decisively took a few steps back, stretched the distance, his thoughts were like lightning, and the next second he covered his palm on the floor, and all the objects in the field became turbid.

Of course, except for Ji Qianming.

"My ability is "Knight". If it were before, I would definitely not be your opponent, but after transforming into the Fallen Knight... I can make all objects in the realm fall!" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Peter's mouth.

"For example...these fragments!"

His eyes narrowed, and the thirteen fragments floating around Ji Qianming suddenly turned around and stabbed Ji Qianming quickly.

Ji Qianming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he used the mirror to flash when the fragment was about to touch his body, avoiding this attack.

"And, the sword in your hand!" Before Ji Qianming could stabilize his body, Peter spoke again.

The sword that Ji Qianming had manifested suddenly turned around and stabbed him at an extremely tricky angle. He could not dodge and left a deep blood mark on his chest by the sword.

He can actually instigate his weapons?!

Ji Qianming dissipated his sword directly, and the power of the morning light rushed into his body wildly, repairing the wound, and his face was gloomy.

At the same time, the ceiling above his head suddenly fell, and large pieces of broken steel and concrete poured out from it and smashed directly towards Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming didn't think about it and immediately turned into a night light to avoid this attack, but no matter where he moved, some objects would suddenly explode, trying to cause damage to him.

Damn, is this the God of Death coming?!

Ji Qianming's brain was running rapidly and he soon had an idea. The next moment, the spear mark in his palm flashed, and Panigun was held in his hand.

Peter raised his eyebrows, "You still dare to take weapons? How foolish... Huh?"

His expression suddenly solidified. No matter how he used his abilities, the spear in Ji Qianming's hand was not bewitched by him, and his abilities were actually invalid?!

Ji Qianming knew that he had bet right when he saw Peter's expression. The spear of ruling and vows are real magical tools. After being bound to him, how could he be so easily turned against by Peter?

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the power of the morning light poured into his feet, kicking hard on the ground, rushing towards Peter like a sharp sword.

Thirteen pieces of mirror knife that were instigated by Peter came from another direction. Ji Qianming snorted coldly and activated "False Flower" to the extreme. The pieces of mirror knife immediately stopped in the air and trembled violently, as if two invisible big hands were fighting for their control.

Seeing that this move was ineffective, Peter swung his sword to block him. Unexpectedly, Ji Qianming's eyes flashed smoothly, and a small metal hammer was visible on his left hand, with electric light on it.

Ji Qianming used his spear to open Peter's long sword, swung the hammer in his hand, and smashed Peter's chest hard.

Peter, who was restrained, had no energy to instigate the Hammer, and could only gather a large group of depraved forces to protect him in front of his chest, preparing to withstand this blow.

After all, it's just a little hammer, so it shouldn't be a big deal to get it.

Dong!!!

A dull sound echoed throughout the floor. Peter felt a mountain-like force coming from his chest, directly shattering most of the fallen power, shaking his internal organs tremble slightly.

Not only that, he was knocked away like a cannonball, smashing the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, and falling down from a height of 20th floor.

The light in Ji Qianming's eyes flashed violently, and he quickly followed Peter out, and at the same time he opened his left hand, the silver hammer actually flew back to his hand.

Outside the building!

Ji Qianming and Peter fell vertically, and the strong wind swept from below, blew the corners of Ji Qianming's clothes.

He looked at the glass on the outside of the extremely smooth building, his mouth slightly raised, and his left hand suddenly grabbed the building.

Bang!!!!

All the reflected glass on the outer surface of this twenty-story building exploded! It accelerated from the air like raindrops, and thousands of glass fragments gathered beside Ji Qianming, and the cold light flashed!

The fourth-level "Non-Flower" has already taken the next level whether it is controlling the number and intensity of reflective objects!

Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed, and the torrent made of fragments twisted into a glass dragon, clearly reflecting everything around him, opening his sharp mouth and biting it downwards Peter.

This scene made Peter's scalp numb, but at this time he had already left the scope of the realm and was inconvenient to open the depraved realm in mid-air. He could only mobilize the depraved power of his body to condense into the long sword and slash towards the glass dragon!

boom!!

The glass dragon and Peter fell to the ground at the same time, and the smoke and dust suddenly blew up, followed by a continuous burst of explosions.
Chapter completed!