Li Zhao chuckled lightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then rushed forward again.

Following Li Zhao's movements, then a sculpture next to him suddenly opened his eyes and directly reached out to grab Li Zhao. The sharp claws flashed with a faint light. When you looked closely, it turned out to be the claws of a crocodile. If you were slapped by this guy's claws, your bones would probably be broken.

Li Zhao did not dare to be careless, and he flashed his body and dodged the attack directly, and slashed with a horizontal knife.

Perhaps because these things were just awakened, at this moment, with one knife, it directly cut off the crocodile's claws.

Seeing this scene, the Onmyoji above his head seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the attack around him was slightly slow.

However, Li Zhao also seized this opportunity. Almost instantly, he stepped on the sculpture next to him, then raised his body, and jumped on the sculptures one after another, changing directions, and running towards the distance.

In the blink of an eye, Li Zhao actually ran nearly half of the distance. The Onmyoji above also changed his face and became a little anxious, and at the same time, he quickly manipulated the magic in his hand.

"Bang!" Immediately afterwards, a huge mirror suddenly appeared in front of Li Zhao, who was originally galloping, and Li Zhao also stopped his pace and almost bumped into it.

The mirror is smooth, and Li Zhao's shadow is reflected inside, which looks a bit weird.

Li Zhao frowned. Just as he was about to turn his head and change direction, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because although he frowned, the person in the mirror did not act like this, and he was even staring at him with a smile.

For a moment, Li Zhao also felt the hairs on his back stand up, and without hesitation, he waved his knife and slashed forward.

The powerful spiritual power kept wandering on the samurai sword, and there was a faint sensation of dragon roaring and tiger roaring.

Just as Li Zhao was about to cut into the mirror opposite, a samurai sword quietly poked out of the mirror, blocking Li Zhao's attack.

"Ding!" The two swords collided with each other, and Li Zhao's power was extremely powerful, and he directly cut the sword down.

At the same time, the knife in the mirror seemed to have broken the mirror surface. The glasses scattered around, crystal clear, and looked like countless shadows, looking extremely fantastic.

The broken mirror seemed to touch something, and its original natural falling trajectory was changed. Immediately afterwards, a person slowly appeared where the mirror was originally placed, looking exactly like Li Zhao.

It looks like that, it is clearly Li Zhao in the mirror before.

The two Li Zhao competed in confrontation, and the scene suddenly became lively.

"Mirror?" Seeing this scene, Li Zhao raised his lips and showed a look of contempt.

"You dare to take out the tricks of the devil, and you can't show your eyes?" Li Zhao had almost hesitated and raised his hand, raised his sword, and slashed hard in front of him.

The rich spiritual power shook on the blade, chopping, slashing, and slashing. All kinds of arrogant and almost unreasonable moves were taken out by Li Zhao and slashed hard on the copied Li Zhao in front of him.

Li Zhao in the mirror raised his hand to resist, but his movements were slowed down a few times, his arm was cut off, and blood splattered the real Li Zhao.

It looked a little weird, but Li Zhao's expression remained unchanged at all. He raised the knife and attacked again.

"Swish swish swish swish!" The high-intensity attack was repeated in this way, and only the breathing effort, Li Zhao, who was originally copied, was disintegrated and disappeared completely. Even the blood that had just sprayed on his face disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, everything is just an illusion.

"A little trick!" Li Zhao sneered and rushed out again to the exit.

However, after just a few steps, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the thorn and ran into Li Zhao hard.

Li Zhao was caught off guard and flew out, fell heavily into the group of statues, and then rolled on the ground in a mess.

"Rough!" Li Zhao cursed angrily and looked up coldly.

The black figure instantly magnified in her pupils, carrying a strong wind, making people feel ache on their cheeks.

At the same time, Li Zhao also saw clearly the figure that suddenly rushed over, which was the so-called dream maker No. 101 I saw before, with a human head, tiger back, bear waist, wolf tail, and ape legs.

The messy splicing made the body full of endless power. Before Li Zhao could react, the figure came to him and raised his hand fiercely.

"Bang!" The punch hit Li Zhao hard.

The next second, the samurai sword was placed in front of Li Zhao.

"bite!"

In the chaos, the samurai sword broke directly, and Li Zhao was knocked away by this huge force.

"Swish!" Countless statues were knocked away by Li Zhao. After the huge force was almost resolved, Li Zhao barely stopped at the edge of the hall.

Li Zhao was gasping heavily, and a violent look came from his pupils.

Bastard, is this a bit bullying? I just finished hitting one, and another came, but the one hiding above the head didn't come out yet.

The current situation is in danger!

Thinking of this, Li Zhao turned his head and looked at the side quickly.

The place where I was knocked away was a showroom with famous knives of all sizes placed inside. It seemed that they were famous knives in the history of the R country.

On the opposite side, the figure rushed over again. Li Zhao didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he grabbed the knife closest to him and rushed forward.

"Bageyalu!" Li Zhao cursed, and then his spiritual power burst out from his feet.

"Bang!" Li Zhao jumped up, just a little higher than the figure rushing over, so Li Zhao stepped on his shoulder and jumped harder again.

At the same time, the Onmyoji above his head was also stunned for a moment, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his face, "Ra Chinese?"

Li Zhao cursed Bageyalu, but in fact he was just a bluff.

After stepping on the figure's shoulder, Li Zhao's body leaped for a few minutes again. The next second, he jumped directly to the beam of the hall and slashed forward without hesitation.

A figure suddenly appeared opposite Li Zhao, and that figure was the Onmyoji who had been hiding on the top.

He obviously did not expect that Li Zhao could discover his existence and rushed directly to his position.

In a panic, Onmyoji also quickly raised his hand, and a black light burst out in his hand, and he was about to attack Li Zhao.

The samurai sword in Li Zhao's hand slashed down suddenly.

As the spiritual power surged, a blue light burst out from the samurai sword, beating violently, looking extremely terrifying and dazzling, making Li Zhao's entire face look blue and faint.

"Swish!" The blue light blasted out, dispelling the black light from the Onmyoji's hand. At the same time, the samurai sword also slashed down hard and slashed into the Onmyoji's body.

"Huh?" Li Zhao took a step back in surprise. The Onmyoji stared at the wound on his chest with disbelief, and then his whole body fell down softly. With a plop, he fell off the tall beam.
Chapter completed!