Chapter 16： Feng Zichen and Jian Wuji

Looking at Feng Zichen with a relaxed look on his face, Lin Zichen said silently: "It seems that I still underestimated the strength of Brother Feng. This phantom power clone probably has the strength of the phantom sect. Your kid is still so strong. Good job!"

Fujichen pointed to his writing wheel, and smiled: "In fact, it is still due to the power of my bloodline. Part of its ability is related to illusion, so it has some resistance to some not very strong illusion..."

Since there is a lot of bloodline power in this world, Feng Zichen also took the opportunity to call his own bloodline power, after all, bloodline power and bloodline power are actually very similar.

In fact, Lin Zichen and Lin Zixuan also discovered the abnormal changes in Feng Zichen’s eyes, and they also suspected that it was the power of blood. It’s just that the power of a person’s blood has always been taboo. They are not easy to ask, and now Feng Zichen has said them. There is no scruples.

Lin Zixuan looked curiously at the blood-red pupils with a demon-like beauty, and couldn't help but say: "Brother Feng's pupil-like bloodline power is very rare, is it only you have it?"

Feng Zichen was taken aback, and quickly replied, "I think it should not be. There are still many eyes like me in a very distant place, but... few people know it!"

Lin Zixuan's beautiful eyes flashed a ray of contemplation, and he didn't ask anything. After all, the power of the bloodline is a person's greatest trump card. If you continue to ask, it will be a little unsure.

Lin Zichen patted Feng Zichen on the shoulder, and said excitedly: "Brother, it's only half a minute, that arrogant guy must be in the fourth level, go, catch up with him, and surpass him!"

Feng Zichen hesitated, "Then you..." Lin Zixuan's smart voice sounded: "Big Brother Feng, don't worry about us. Although my brother and I can't solve the battle as quickly as you, there is still no problem in dealing with a fantasy sect."

Lin Zichen also said with a smile: "After all, the goal of our siblings is the Sanctuary Training Camp. This third level can't stop us."

Feng Zichen nodded, showing a confident smile: "Don't worry, I will surpass him to show you!" After speaking, he quickly rushed into the passage.

Lin Zichen and Lin Zixuan watched Feng Zichen's figure disappear in their eyes, they couldn't help but a wave of confidence in their hearts, confidence in Feng Zichen, but also confidence in themselves...

In the passage, Feng Zichen released his speed and ran towards the fourth pass. With his shadow-level strength, the movement speed was naturally extremely fast, as if a gust of wind blew by. Feng Zichen suddenly found a sword mark in front of his eyes, which was conspicuously carved. On the bronze wall.

"This sword mark was just imprinted, is it left by the young man with the sword back? There are traces of his battle left here, that is to say..." Feng Zichen's mind was swiftly running, and an answer emerged: from From here, the passage is not safe anymore!

Almost the moment he thought of this layer, two extremely sharp arrows popped up on the wall with a jam, and they shot at Feng Zichen.

Feng Zichen was already running fast, and the two sharp arrows shot in front of him made him quite frantic, but fortunately, he had already prepared when he saw the sword marks left by the sword-backed young man before, so it was not too bad. What's wrong.

In the critical moment, Feng Zichen showed his exquisite physical skills. The physical coordination he trained for three years was perfectly presented at this moment. He tilted his head slightly to avoid one arrow, and faced the other with great power. The arrow that shot towards his abdomen, Feng Zichen, slammed into his abdomen at the same time, and the arrow rubbed his abdominal muscles and passed through, tearing the clothes on his chest.

"Ding Ding..." With two crisp sounds, the arrows pierced the bronze wall without stopping, and the powerful force nailed it to the wall.

Feng Zichen, who had survived a thrilling disaster, stopped and looked at the lacquered black arrows nailed to the bronze wall. He couldn't help but be afraid. This power is not something ordinary bows and crossbows can shoot, even if the magister is not watching. Under the circumstances, it will be embarrassing.

Feng Zichen stared at this long passage. There was a bright light in the distance, which should be the exit of the passage. However, this passage that usually can be passed through in less than a minute is now full of organs and dangerous in Feng Zichen's eyes. Everywhere.

Feng Zichen remembered in his heart that he who promised Lin Zichen and Lin Zixuan would catch up with the sword-backed boy and surpass him, how could he stop here? Immediately his hands crossed his chest and began to seal: "Shadow clone technique!"

After a few muffled bangs, ten more "Feng Zichen" appeared in the passage. Looking at this deep passage, they started charging one by one to sweep the human body.

Ten shadow clones rushed towards the passage one after another and ran towards the exit, while the deity of Feng Zichen stayed in place, staring at every move of the passage.

After rushing out 100 meters, the ten shadow clones finally encountered the trap. Several organs were exposed on both sides of the wall, bursting out a large amount of hot flames, and the two shadow clones were accidentally burnt to smoke with a bang. Dissipated away, while the remaining eight shadow clones quickly avoided.

continued to walk, the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing the rows of iron spears underneath. Although the sharp spearheads were removed, the fall was equally tragic.

Three of the eight shadow clones were killed again, and the remaining five shadow clones were only 300 meters away from the exit. Feng Zichen watched from a distance without moving, and once again commanded the five shadow clones to open the way forward.

In the section less than 100 meters away from the exit, the shadow clone suffered the greatest loss. Seeing that it was about to reach the exit, an invisible wave passed by, and the five shadow clones suddenly changed their expressions and made five bangs. Turned into smoke, the whole army was wiped out.

Feng Zichen closed his eyes and absorbed the information and feelings that came back after the shadow clone disappeared, and muttered: "The last thing that appeared is illusion..."

These ten shadow clones were originally the cannon fodder he used to explore the way. There were not many chakras at all, so they would dissipate as soon as they encountered an attack, but their sacrifices also found a safe way for Feng Zichen.

Feng Zichen suddenly opened his eyes and rushed to the exit of the passage. Because he had the experience of exploring the way with the shadow clone, he flashed past before the flame appeared, and the traps on the ground naturally became easier.

Galloping all the way, bypassing many traps, Feng Zichen rushed to the last one hundred meters, and the invisible illusion swept in. Feng Zichen ignored him, his strong mental power clung to his soul, and directly resisted the past.

stepped out of the tunnel, Feng Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, these traps were not a threat to him, but they were too annoying, they were everywhere.

If it were Lin Zichen and the two brothers and sisters might end up here with hatred. After all, there was no danger in the previous passages. Now there are so many traps suddenly, and they are magicians, weak in body, and I am afraid they will encounter unexpected events. It is too late to activate the magic, even with some defensive means, it will be very embarrassing.

"But I have left a mark just now, I must be careful Lin Zixuan will find it..." Feng Zichen muttered to herself.

After regaining his senses, Feng Zichen hurriedly looked around, and he was relieved to see the sword-backed young man standing on the ring not far away. Fortunately, he had not passed the fourth level.

On the ring, the sword-backed young man was confronting a man wearing black clothes and a copper mask. When he saw that he was about to fight, he saw Feng Zichen rushing out of the passage.

The Sword-backed Youth finally changed his face, and he just got out of the perverted passage. In less than two minutes, this guy actually passed the third level of the magical clone? It seems that I really underestimate the world...

Thinking of this, the sword-backed youth looked at Feng Zichen with a dignified gaze, he no longer regarded him as a passerby, but a real opponent of comparable strength!

Old Chen’s voice sounded again, “Congratulations on coming to the fourth level. This level you have to deal with is not the clone, but the students cultivated by our Star Academy. The students who have reached the mid-level of the magician, defeat them. , Or let them say that they admit defeat even if they pass, I hope you can go further..."

Isn’t this a pure clone at the beginning? Changing to a student of the Star Academy means that the difficulty has increased again. After all, there are no ordinary students who can enter the Star Academy. They are all talented students. All kinds of magic are readily available, and the battle rhythm will be well grasped, no As for the one who was beaten by them, he didn't know how to fight back.

All in all, the difficulty coefficient has increased significantly from the fourth level. Feng Zichen watched the sword-backed youth on the ring against the black-clothed students and watched the show with great interest.

The young man with the back sword seemed to know that Feng Zichen was watching him fight, and no longer hesitated, he drew his sword abruptly and slashed towards the black-clothed student.

The golden grudge engulfed the sharp sword aura and slashed towards the black-clothed student. The black-clothed student could clearly feel that an astonishing sword intent had firmly locked himself in and prevented him from escaping.

The black-clothed student was shocked and not surprised. With a sudden stop with the staff in his hand, he summoned three earth walls to block him in front of him. He is an earth magician!

The sword energy slashed on the earth wall, and the powerful power dissipated after cutting through two earth walls. UU reading black-clothed students seized the opportunity, raised the staff, and released a seventh-level magic Ground thorn surgery!

The earth trembled for a while, and a thorn suddenly rose from the feet of the young man with the back sword, and a sharp violent stabbing at the young man with the back sword.

The young man with the sword back was not in a panic. The sword master's cultivation gave him extremely agile skills. One back jumped five or six meters, avoiding the thorn.

The black-clothed student was obviously very accurate in grasping the timing of the battle. After the ground stab, a meteorite fell from the sky and hit the young man with the back sword.

The sword-backed boy was obviously dissatisfied that he was crushed and lost the opportunity, especially in front of Feng Zichen, so he saw the huge meteorite hit and burst out a bright golden vindictiveness, a heart-palpitating sword The mind spread, and the black-clothed student was breathless.

"Mysterious sword skills, cut the sky and the earth!" A huge golden sword aura seemed to fall from the sky, slashing straight toward the meteorite.

This time, the sword-backed youth obviously used an extremely powerful method. The golden sword aura broke through the meteorite stone with a force like a bamboo, and the power still slashed towards the black-clothed students. The death-like threat made the black-clothed students understand To overcome the huge gap between the two, he immediately shouted helplessly: "I admit defeat..."

At the moment he shouted the three characters of admit defeat, a vast force came from the sky, which directly obliterated the amazing golden sword aura, and at the same time Chen Lao's voice sounded: "Fourth pass, pass!"

The sword-backed boy looked up at the void, turned his head and walked down the ring. Feng Zichen looked at the sword-backed boy in awe, and said: "What a powerful sword aura, my name is Feng Zichen. I don't know if I know this Brother's name?"

The sword-backed boy paused, looking at Feng Zichen, hesitating flashed in his eyes, but he still said: "My name...Jian Wuji!!!"