"If you can beat one of me, what about six?”
Mo Ya held a black feather in front of his eyes. After saying that, he threw it at Wen Yuan.
Seeing this, Wen Yuan also stretched out his sword and opened the feather.
The moment the feather was opened, a few crows suddenly appeared at the original position of the ink crow and flew to the surroundings, accompanied by ear-piercing cries.
After the crow flew away, the ink crow also disappeared.
However, six more black crows appeared around Wen Yuan.
"Dancing Phoenix Six Illusions?" Wen Yuan frowned and looked at the six black crows around him. He couldn't help but let out a low moan.
In his memories, this should be Bai Feng's move. It turned out that Mo Ya could also use it.
"You actually know this move. Interesting, but knowing it doesn't mean you can break it.”The six ink crows spoke at the same time, their lips carrying a confident smile.
Just like Wen Yuan's Yi Shuihan, this move was also his strongest move.
"Then let's try." Wen Yuan was also prepared.
The next moment, Mo Ya moved. The six of them rushed towards Wen Yuan together.
Six people, six directions, locked down all of Wen Yuan's directions.
The six people created by the Dancing Phoenix Six Illusions were not phantoms, but real people. Moreover, their strength was the same as their own, but the consumption was also very huge.
Normally, Mo Ya would not use it.
However, he knew that Wen Yuan had used Yi Shuihan just now, and his internal strength consumption was also very huge. He probably did not have much internal strength left.
In this way, he did not have to worry about using the Dancing Phoenix Six Illusions.
Seeing the six people rushing towards him, Wen Yuan focused his attention completely. These were six black crows, not one. He had to treat them with caution.
However, his experience was still lacking. After a few moves, blood had already appeared on his body.
"Hehe, you've already said your big words, right? You actually waited for our people of Night to come and assassinate you, but now you've been beaten to such a wretched state. Do you really think you're an immortal?”
Seeing that Wen Yuan's clothes were torn and there were faint traces of blood, the man in black who was hanging there could not help but laugh mockingly.
He had long been dissatisfied with being hung here. Now that he saw Wen Yuan suffer a loss, he was naturally happy.
Hearing this, Wen Yuan ignored the latter's mockery and only panted slightly.
It seemed that he had overestimated himself. Although his strength was quite strong, it was difficult for him to unleash it. In addition, Mo Ya was not weak either. This time, he might really suffer a huge loss. Moreover, his internal energy was running low.
Forget about becoming stronger, if he was caught, he might not even be able to save his life.
"Looks like you can't beat me even if we don't compete in speed.”The six ink crows stood in six different positions, each of them wearing a smile on their faces, their feathers fluttering in the wind.
Using the Six Illusions of the Phoenix Dance, his strength directly doubled. It was indeed more than enough to deal with Wen Yuan.
"Whoosh!"
Wen Yuan slowly let out a long breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the six black crows.
"Are you that confident? Then why don't we compete in speed?”
He narrowed his eyes, and the frown on his face slowly relaxed.
As for Mo Ya, when he heard Wen Yuan's words, he couldn't help but reveal a puzzled expression. Then, he let out a long laugh."Are you serious?"
He had already tested Wen Yuan earlier. Although Wen Yuan's speed wasn't slow, it was still slightly slower than his.
He rejected Wen Yuan's guess of hiding his speed.
Because Wen Yuan's Yi Shuihan just now consumed a lot of internal strength, there was no need to hide his strength.
"Compete in speed with Lord Mo Ya? Are you kidding me?"
At this moment, the black-robed man hanging on the tree also revealed a smile, but this smile was filled with ridicule.
In his opinion, although Mo Ya was not the strongest in the night, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was the first in terms of speed.
Even the Blood Red Marquis, Bai Yifei, did not have such a fast qinggong.
Wen Yuan and Mo Ya competing in speed was simply a joke.
"Won't you know after a competition?"
Wen Yuan only revealed a calm expression in response to the confusion and ridicule of the two. Then, he suddenly stabbed his sword into the ice layer and said with a cold voice,"Attack of Ten Thousand Blades."
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent cracking sound was heard. It was the sound of ice shattering.
What followed was the sudden appearance of icicles from the intersection between the Freezing Water Sword and the ice layer. They were so fast that they were caught off guard.
Moreover, these icicles were very dense, more than two meters tall. There was no way to dodge them.
Upon seeing this scene, Mo Ya could not help but be shocked. This was a method of self-harm. Even if he could hurt him, Wen Yuan would do it himself.
But then he thought of Wen Yuan's words just now, comparing speed. Could it be that Wen Yuan really wanted to use speed to determine the winner?
If he wanted to avoid these icicles, he could only use his speed to run away.
Did this person really think that he could beat him in speed?
Mo Ya sneered. He might not be as good as Wen Yuan in other aspects, but in terms of speed, he was not afraid of anyone.
"Do you really want to compete in speed with Lord Mo Ya?”When the black-robed man saw this scene, he also understood Wen Yuan's actions and could not help but reveal a mocking smile.
He felt that Ye Feng was crazy, he actually wanted to compete with Mo Ya in speed.
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