Mirror World

Ya flew close to Tang Huan like a ghost, holding a long sword shining with brilliant golden light in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Tang Huan's forehead. Tang Huan's eyes widened, full of astonishment and despair. He never thought that he would be forced into a desperate situation so easily by the enemy.

Facing Ya's overwhelming momentum and absolute strength, the fear in Tang Huan's heart surged like a tide, instantly drowning all his reason and courage. At this moment, he realized that the little tricks he had used before were simply vulnerable and ridiculous in front of a truly powerful opponent!

However, despite knowing that he was no match for his opponent, Tang Huan did not give up the resistance. He gritted his teeth and desperately mobilized the remaining strength in his body. He quickly transformed into a snake, and hard scales covered his entire body. He tried to grab Ya's sword with both hands, trying to make a last-ditch effort. However, in Ya's eyes, all these efforts were just a last-ditch struggle...

Ya's figure was as nimble as a flying swallow. His eyes were firm, revealing a sense of determination. Suddenly, he swung the sword in his hand with a speed that was jaw-dropping!

The sword was like lightning across the sky, and it came straight at Tang Huan with unparalleled momentum. Tang Huan's eyes widened, and he wanted to react, but it was too late. The sword flashed, and Ya's sword hit Tang Huan's arm accurately like a ghost.

Originally, Tang Huan's right hand was covered with a layer of hard scales, which seemed indestructible. However, facing Ya's swift attack, these scales were completely useless. Ya's powerful strength easily broke through Tang Huan's defense and cut off Tang Huan's arm with one sword.

Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, and Tang Huan let out a shrill scream. He covered his broken arm, his face full of pain and shock. Ya kicked Tang Huan to the ground, stepped hard on his chest, and stabbed Tang Huan's forehead with a sword without hesitation.

Tang Huan's eyes widened, his face full of fear and despair! He could never have imagined that he was really going to die this time!

Seeing the extremely sharp sword blade getting closer and closer to him, Tang Huan felt a chill in his heart - "I'm afraid I'm really dead this time!"

However, at this critical moment, a miracle happened! Tang Huan's consciousness seemed to have been paused, and it stopped moving forward. At the same time, everything around him seemed to freeze, and time seemed to have stopped flowing.

At this moment, the tip of the fatal sword was just in front of Tang Huan's brow, only a millimeter away! Tang Huan could even clearly feel the chill emanating from the sword and the cold light flashing at the tip of the sword.

Tang Huan's face instantly became stiff, as if time had stopped on his face. His eyes widened, his face full of horror without any change.

However, at this moment, a sacred and majestic voice suddenly echoed in Tang Huan's mind: "Tang Huan, what are you waiting for? Devour the dying giant snake beside you, and you will gain the power of the "Snake Devourer" and the "Eight Matrix". "

This voice resounded deep in Tang Huan's mind like a heavenly sound, carrying an irresistible sacred breath. It repeated over and over again, as if urging Tang Huan to take action.

These words were sacred and solemn, and it was obvious that it was the soul "Yu" in Ya's body that was reminding Tang Huan.

Tang Huan regained consciousness, and the tip of the sword in front of him stabbed straight down!

Suddenly! A dazzling and powerful blue laser rushed down like lightning, with amazing energy and power, rushing straight towards the golden sword held tightly in Ya's hand. This purple laser came so fast that Ya had almost no time to react.

At the critical moment, the laser hit the golden sword accurately, and the huge impact force caused the sword to deviate from its original trajectory. The tip of the sword, which was originally pointed at the enemy's vital point, lost its accuracy and pierced diagonally into the mud beside Tang Huan's right ear.

"Frelod the Flame Demon!"

On the side of Ya, Modona appeared beside Ya at some point, and at this moment, Modona had already condensed an extremely huge ball of fire at Ya's waist.

boom!

He didn't even have time to make any defensive moves, and was completely defenseless as he took on the fire magic cast by Modona. Instantly, a blazing energy violently hit him, sending him flying like a cannonball.

In the air, Ya's body kept rolling, and the intense friction with the air produced dazzling sparks. On the ground below him, a long, dark drag mark was left.

Modona stared with wide eyes, looking at Tang Huan lying on the ground in shock. His originally strong and powerful arm had been cut off, and blood was gushing out from the broken part. However, surprisingly, the wound showed no signs of healing.

Modona was extremely worried. She quickly squatted down, approached Tang Huan, and asked anxiously, "Tang Huan! How is your arm?" Modona's eyes were shimmering with tears, and her voice revealed endless worry and fear. She couldn't imagine what would happen to her mental state and what she would do if Tang Huan had any accident.

Tang Huan gasped and exhaled, "Still alive... That's great..."

The scales on Tang Huan's body that were originally as hard as iron and gleaming with cold light gradually retreated back into his flesh. At the same time, wisps of fine white smoke emerged from the hideous fracture on Tang Huan's arm, slowly lingering around the wound, and the wound was slowly healing.

Modona's eyes widened as she stared at Tang Huan's changes. Her heart sank, and she immediately realized that the mirror spirit power in Tang Huan's body was about to be exhausted! If no measures were taken, Tang Huan would most likely die from his serious injuries.

Without any hesitation, Modona quickly reached out and pulled off the mysterious cloak emitting a faint blue light from behind her. The cloak seemed to contain some powerful magic power. It unfolded with Modona's movements, like a huge wing. Then, Modona waved the cloak vigorously, covering Tang Huan's body accurately.

The moment the cloak fell, Tang Huan was completely wrapped in it, like a sleeping cicada pupa. Modona watched everything in front of her nervously, praying silently in her heart that Tang Huan would not die in front of her.

At this time, Ya was holding a broken and old door with some burn marks on it. He walked slowly, and each step seemed a little heavy.

Seeing this, Modona narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes full of anger and hostility. She squinted at Yai, staring at the door in his hand, and suddenly understood in her heart: the man in front of her was the "Yai" who had been asking around the city about Tang Huan's whereabouts not long ago!

Modona stood up slowly, holding the mysterious and powerful blue staff in her hand, with the tip of the staff pointing straight at the hanging in front of her. Her eyes were cold and ruthless.

As a breeze blew by, Modona said in a lofty and arrogant tone: "You are the 'Ya' who has been looking for Tang Huan!" Her voice seemed to contain endless majesty and power, forcing Ya to face the new opponent in front of him.

Ya's expression was serious. He could feel that the witch in front of him had a power that was no less than the door in his hand.

Then, Ya's gaze moved slowly, and finally stopped on Modona's young and cold face.

"That familiar, young face, and that magic robe emitting a faint blue glow,... could it be!"

""Modolla? Beiduofenni? Kaxiu"!"

Then Ya greeted Modona politely with some joy, "Hello, Lord Kashu, let me introduce myself..."

"Shut up!" Modona interrupted Ya's self-introduction without hesitation. Her cold and arrogant eyes seemed to tell the person in front of her: I am not interested in your self-introduction at all, I am only hostile!

Ya smiled and closed his mouth, bowing politely to express his apology. "I'm sorry for making you unhappy, Lord Kashu."

"But, in order for you to continue listening to me, I can only tell you the information about the magic robe you are wearing."

Modona's eyes were solemn, and she said coldly, "Do you recognize this magic robe?"

"Yes, Lord Kashu, not only do I recognize this magic robe, I also know that you are the descendant of Mephilly Ambrosius. The magic robe you are wearing is Mephilly's [Magic Tool]. This magic robe has..."

"Shut up!" Modona's cold voice interrupted Ya's words again.

At the same time, Modona's eyes became more serious. "I don't know how you know all this. Your understanding of me has reached the point of "threat."

"So, you can't live!"