Chapter 915 (2/2)

No!

Nothing feels right!

Both the sound of piercing Zhang Xing's body and the state of Zhang Xing's being stabbed are strange.

In the same way, anomalies have been found in wanchongshan and jiangyishan.

Bo!

Just as they were about to make the next move, Zhang Xing's body broke like a bubble.

Broken into little bits of gas, like magic elements, like fighting energy.

All the elders, including wanchongshan, were stunned.

They immediately realized that it was not Zhang Xing's real body, but a shadow of him, or a magic double.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Wan Chong Shan keeps stabbing the sword, and quickly scans the hall to look for Zhang Xing's figure.

But at this time, he felt a light hand, followed by a cold neck.

Then the scene in front of him rolled

Among them, there is a headless body standing in front of a pile of herbs.

Next to a young man holding a sword, light looking at him.

This What's going on?

The body is so familiar that it seems to be my own.

How could the sword reach Zhang Xing's hand?

Is it

No!

Wan Chong Shan's eyes widened in horror and wanted to roar, but he could only open his mouth slightly and could not make any sound.

He only came and took a glance, and his head fell to the ground with a clatter.

All of a sudden, he fell into darkness.

All of a sudden, the audience was dead.

More than a dozen other elders were in a trance and looked at the head of the elder in disbelief.

That protruding eyeball, the face is full of panic expression, let them feel cold all over, legs can not help shaking.