My Simulated Longevity

Su Xiaomei looked excited and eager to try.

However, she did not take action directly.

The big eyes rolled slightly, said "Please!", and then stood still.

Shuo Feng didn't know why, but he didn't choose to take action.

Instead, he stood still and made no move.

Zhang Haobo looked at the two of them suspiciously, wondering what they were up to.

After a long time, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Shuo Feng's face: "Little sister, didn't you say you wanted to fight me? Why don't you do it?"

Su Xiaomei replied seriously: "My brother always taught me to respect the elderly and love the young when walking outside. You are so much older than me, I will definitely let you strike first and then fight back!"

Shuo Feng seemed to be shocked by Su Xiaomei's words and was slightly stunned.

Then he said with a solemn expression: "I already know your intentions. However, I can barely count as half of your elders. Of course, I will give in to the younger ones."

"It's better you take action first!"

"No, no, no, you should go first..."

"You first!"

…

Zhang Haobo couldn't help but look weird when he saw the strange scene of the two people showing humility to each other.

"This is called Shuo Feng..."

Reminiscent of the look of disappointment that appeared on his face when he kept provoking Shen Yurou before and saw that the other party still had no intention of taking action.

Zhang Haobo couldn't help but realize something.

"Okay, it seems that you have figured it out, little sister. The exercises I practice are a bit special." After a while, seeing that the two of them were still in a stalemate, Shuo Feng stopped hiding it.

Frankly said: "If I don't get attacked by others, I can't make the first move. So, I'd better ask you, little sister, to go first!"

Su Xiaomei looked a little proud as if this was indeed the case.

But then it got serious.

A layer of faint red flames appeared on his body, and he actually used his own foundation-building rare item [Spiritual Fury Fire] right after he came up.

The air was distorted, and Su Xiaomei disappeared in an instant.

But next to Shuofeng, six identical figures appeared at the same time.

They all look like Su Xiaomei, but the expressions on their faces are different.

Happiness, anger, sadness, fear, thought, worry.

Furthermore, the flames on their bodies all showed different colors.

Six clones surrounded Shuofeng, using fists, palms, fingers, legs, elbows, and shoulders, each using close-range moves.

The flames mixed with colorful private colors were about to hit Shuo Feng.

"Fancy!"

Shuo Feng's voice sounded at this moment.

A flash of white light flashed.

Draw several zigzag lines in the air.

"boom!"

I don't know what happened, but Su Xiaomei's six clones were all hit in an instant.

It stagnated in the air for a moment, then let out bursts of air explosions, and was blown away at a terrifying speed.

"That's all..."

Before Shuofeng finished speaking, the six flying bodies suddenly disappeared.

Appeared next to Shuo Feng again.

Moreover, the speed remains unchanged.

But the direction changed to sprint towards Shuofeng.

Another white light suddenly appeared.

The six flying bodies were shot away again.

The speed is faster than before.

But it didn't work.

Just a moment later, Su Xiaomei's flying body was filled with boiling flames and returned at a faster speed to approach Shuofeng.

What greeted them was still a dazzling white light.

Got knocked away again.

…

The battle continues in this process.

Su Xiaomei's clone attacks are getting faster and faster.

And Shuofeng's white light lit up more and more frequently.

At this time, Zhang Haobo, who had been watching the battle for a long time, finally saw the clues.

That white light was a sword.

One, wooden sword.

Every time the white light lights up, a wooden sword appears.

Then Shuo Feng used his sword to lightly slap Su Xiaomei.

"This speed..." Zhang Haobo was shocked.

Judging from Shuo Feng's ease, it was obvious that he didn't use all his strength.

Even so, the strength shown was extremely terrifying.

Zhang Haobo asked himself that if he changed positions with Su Xiaomei at this time, he might be defeated in just a few moves.

"However, little sister, it seems that he has not tried his best..."

In the center of the battlefield, Shuo Feng seemed to be tired of this back-and-forth game.

"Not bad. But that's the end of it!"

With a solemn look on his face, he used the sword edge this time.

The white light lit up and flashed across the six clones in an instant.

Countless silver threads exploded from within the body.

In an instant, the clone was cut into countless pieces.

Scattered all over the floor.

However, neither Zhang Haobo nor Shuo Feng's expressions changed at all.

"whee!"

"Woo!"

"ah!"

…

Various sounds came from the broken pieces.

As if they all had their own consciousness, they kept squirming on the ground, moving closer to each other.

After a while, six clones were formed again.

After the "resurrection", their respective expressions seemed to be a little richer.

"It's interesting." Shuo Feng, who was besieged again, finally looked more serious.

Six identical wooden swords appeared next to him in an instant.

The six clones greeted Su Xiaomei respectively.

While blocking the clone, Shuo Feng glanced around, seeming to be looking for something.

After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, Shuo Feng appeared six feet away on the left, seemingly in a deserted place.

Another wooden sword was held in his hand and he waved it forward gently.

A hidden figure was suddenly revealed by Shuo Feng.

However, the next second, the smile on Shuofeng's face disappeared.

Because of this hidden figure, the look on his face was full of worry.

Not the real body, but the clone of worry!

After cutting the clone into pieces with one sword, Shuo Feng looked back at the six clones.

I saw Su Xiaomei winking at him mischievously.

Shuo Feng had no expression on his face, and he slashed with six wooden swords, instantly slicing six bodies open.

"Where else can you escape?"

Shuo Feng looked at the fragments of a total of seven figures and narrowed his eyes.

"Escape? I have been here from the beginning."

As if in response to his words, Su Xiaomei's voice sounded behind Shuo Feng.

His eyes turned red, and the debris on the battlefield suddenly disappeared and returned to his true form.

Six different expressions change rapidly on the face.

Finally settled on anger.

Then, the momentum increased sharply, and the innate magical power was activated.

The redness in his eyes spread, turning his hair red.

Eight times the power suddenly exploded.

Su Xiaomei punched Shuo Feng hard!

However……

A gleam of light flowed from the blue cloth on Shuo Feng's body.

He himself was motionless.

Just the corner of his clothes swayed.

Shuo Feng's expression did not change at all.

But in his eyes, a sword shadow suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Su Xiaomei sighed repeatedly: "No more fighting! It's boring!"

Shuo Feng's movements paused slightly.

He turned to look back in the direction of Shi Xishan.

The world seemed a little brighter in an instant.

A ray of sword light flew away into the distance.

"boom!"

It seemed like it had hit something.

There were faint rumbles and muffled sounds.

Looking at the peach blossoms falling slowly in the distance, Shuo Feng snorted coldly, closed his eyes and sheathed his sword.

…

In the Tianxuan Mirror, Li Fan, who had a panoramic view of the battle, couldn't help but praise it.

"Good swordsmanship!"