"Looking for death!" Chen Xinrong's face showed a ferocious look, and her eyes were like two silver suns, flashing with dazzling light.

Luo Zhen came towards him, without closing his eyes, but looking directly at his silver pupils.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinrong suddenly burst into laughter. This little ghost dared to look at his eyes. He was really ignorant and fearless. His white sun phantom pupils could rank at least 30 among all the illusion pupils in the world. As long as he was shining with silver light, any scene he saw was distorted. In other words, he clearly saw himself in front, but in fact, he might be on his left or on his right.

The scene he sees will be completely irregularly offset from the real position.

In this way, how else can he fight? His whole world is in chaos. How can he fight with himself? No matter how fast he is and can't see things clearly, how can he be his opponent?

"Looking for death, don't blame me for being rude!" Chen Xinrong showed a sneer of a wise bead holding on his face.

Then, he did not rush to attack, but looked at Luo Zhen with a sneer. He knew very well that Luo Zhen would be affected by the illusion and would inevitably be lost in a row. He only needed to find the best opportunity to defeat him with one blow!

Whoosh!

Luo Zhen came straight for him, and in a blink of an eye it was less than ten meters away from him.

Chen Xinrong was slightly surprised that Luo Zhen had arrived ten meters away and had not yet shifted his direction.

Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters... getting closer and closer, which made Chen Xinrong frown. Luo Zhen was so lucky? Under the influence of illusion, he actually moved forward without any deviation. He had never had such a situation before, the person who had hit Baiyang's illusion.

"Is it because the light is twisting backwards, and the image he sees is behind me?" Chen Xinrong thought to himself.

"It must be so!" Chen Xinrong made a positive judgment. Then he smiled, "This is just right. When he comes up, I can only get a slight flash and directly injured him, so that I can avoid looking for other opportunities."

Getting closer.

Luo Town is only two meters away from him!

Chen Xinrong was ready and then gave Luo Zhen a fatal blow.

However, at this time, he suddenly saw Luo Zhen's pupils. The pair of pupils reflected his figure, clear and thorough. What made Chen Xinrong feel trembling was that the pair of pupils did not look back. Instead... were completely focused on himself!

He is looking at himself!

His goal is himself!

He was not affected by illusions at all!

Chen Xinrong was extremely shocked. How could this Luo Zhen not be affected by illusions? How could he not be afraid of his illusions?!

Click!

With a light sound, a long sword burning with black flames appeared in Luo Zhen's hand, and then the sword light flashed. He slashed at himself quickly.

Before he could think about it, Chen Xinrong's body was filled with silver light for a moment, allowing it to protect his whole body. At the same time, a more hot silver light radiated from his pupils, like two suns, shining in Luo Zhen's eyes. Then, the black whip in his hand also swung in an instant, and violently thrust towards Luo Zhen's head.

He used all the means he could use in an instant.

However--

Whoosh!

When Luo Zhen approached him one meter, he suddenly turned and slashed over him at a lightning speed. The long black knife slashed on his shoulder. A wound appeared, but the wound did not bleed, but it suddenly burned black flames!

"This! What is this!" Chen Xinrong was shocked!

However, Luo Zhen's attack did not stop. He slashed like a shadow, and the next stabbed him on his right forearm!

The black fire burned again!

"Ahhh! Damn, what's going on with this fire!" Chen Xinrong shouted, and the burning of the two wounds came with severe pain.

Soon, Luo Zhen's third sword attacked again. Seeing this, Chen Xinrong immediately showed despair and roared in his heart: "How could this happen? Should I die at his hands today? How could this be possible! I am Chen Xinrong, a silver-eyed hunter, and so many commander-level warriors with higher ranks than me died at my hands. How could I be killed by an elite warrior!"

Unwilling to accept it, Chen Xinrong felt very unwilling!

But there is no way. The most important thing about his strength is illusion. Now illusion has no effect on Luo Zhen, and his speed is not as fast as him. His defense cannot defend against its knife. How can he win?

Pain!

He clearly felt his flesh and blood burning when the two wounds on his body were burning!

"It's over." Chen Xinrong was completely desperate.

Luo Zhen's third sword floated over and slashed towards his back.

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came: "Stop it!"

With the explosion, a figure rushed over and raised his hand hundreds of meters away. A yellow aura condensed into a small sword in his palm. Then the small sword flew, and then it arrived first, hitting Luo Zhen's Yanjue Snake Sword.

Bang!

Luo Zhen flipped out more than 20 meters, and after standing firmly, his hand holding the Yanjue Snake Sword began to tremble violently.

"It's Chen Liao."

Luo Zhen stared at Chen Liao who fell into the yard and was shocked: "The method of gathering qi in the void! This is the method of gathering qi in the void! The speed and strength are so strong! The knife that hit me in one shot was more than 20 meters, and the impact force led me to fly out more than 20 meters! This is the power of the commander's eighth level? It's too strong!"

This time, Luo Zhen personally felt the power to command the eighth level for the first time.

In the past, although he had come into contact with several masters who commanded the eighth level or even stronger, he had no experience of fighting. The only time he fought with Bei Xiaolianghua was the soul level, which was a collision of breath. Now, just this confrontation, Luo Zhen understood that unless he transformed into a blood man, in front of this warrior who commanded the eighth level, he would be a lamb who could be slaughtered. The gap between the two cannot be compensated by a treasure and a set of secret skills.

After Chen Liao landed, he ignored Luo Zhen and grabbed Chen Xinrong, bounced his fingers and shot two yellow special auras into the wound.

He wanted to extinguish the flame with his special energy. However, when two special energy penetrated into the black flame, it just made the flame tremble slightly, and there was no point in extinguishing it? Chen Liao frowned immediately and shot out two special energy again, but the result was still the same.

His face suddenly became ugly. He carefully observed the burned wound, and then he ejected two special rays of energy. However, this time it was not an attack flame, and he directly cut two pieces of meat on Chen Xinrong.

The black flame fell to the ground with the two pieces of flesh.

But Chen Xinrong was bleeding, and his face was distorted in pain.

With a bang, Chen Liao put Chen Xinrong on the ground. When he turned his head, he saw Chen Tao who was lying on the ground. His expression suddenly became a little ferocious. He slapped Chen Xinrong for more than 30 meters. Then he looked at Luo Zhen, suppressing his anger in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Second Level 2 Deacon, Luo Zhen, you will injure the second-level deacon of the Alliance, and extorting the fifth-level deacon of the Alliance. He is very guilty. Today, my deacon will kill you on behalf of the Alliance Law Enforcement Team."

Buzz!

A yellow air swept out from Chen Liao like a long snake and headed straight to Luo Town! (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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