Chapter 662-Can You Still Win Me?

stepped out of the driver's seat.in front of the car, several traffic policemen looked carefully around the outside of the truck, as if looking for something."my friend, what are you doing" Friends, w...Mirror World.

two bodies shuttle rapidly in the mirror images of high-rise buildings!

Boom--!

A lens flew out of the hand of the Silver robe oracle and magnified rapidly, like a tall blade of buildings, slashing across the street, razing dozens of buildings directly to the ground, making a loud hum.

smoke billowed everywhere.

in the smoke, Uncle Kyosuke, holding an empty scabbard, swam through the rubble, nimbly avoiding all attacks, and the withered red roses shook gently around his waist.

he looked back behind him. The Silver robe oracle, like a bird, skimmed across the sky and hit him directly!

Dong--!

the silver figure fell like a meteorite in front of Uncle Keiosuke, smashing cracks, and the ground seemed to be shattered like a mirror hit by a hammer.

the Silver robe oracle held [black rope] in his hand, looked sarcastically at Uncle Kyung-suke and slowly opened his mouth:

"Pomelo Heizhe, give up resistance. With your scabbard, you can't be my opponent at all."

Uncle Kyosuke, dressed in a flashy sequined suit, looked at him calmly. "even if I only have a scabbard, you haven't caught me yet, have you"

the silver oracle frowned slightly. "isn't that because your hypnosis and illusions are so cunning that it's just a disaster"

"just" Uncle Kyosuke laughed. "Don't you have a knife in your hand" Why don't you try it, can you pull it out "

the oracle in silver robes darkened his face, and he looked down at the black rope in his hand, which seemed to move him.

the evil sword and its master have always been the old enemies of the oracle, but so far the oracle in silver has not personally grasped a disaster sword, saying that only his master can pull it out, but he is somewhat unconvinced.

"what if I try"

the oracle of the silver robe puts the right hand on the handle of the knife, and the palm of the hand suddenly exerts!

the silky black rope in Hanagawa's hands is motionless like a rock, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't pull it out!

you know, the oracle has transformed itself, and its power is extremely terrible. it is not a problem for him to hit a building with one punch, but there is nothing he can do about this small calamity knife at the moment.

watching this scene, Uncle Kyosuke smiled even more.

"Humph, boring." The oracle of the silver robe put the black rope back in his palm and said in a cold voice to Uncle Kyung-suke, "are you stalling for time" What are you waiting for The young people who can pose a threat to me have left, and no one can save you. "

"who said it was someone who came to save me"

Uncle Kyosuke seemed to notice something, looked down at his waist and smiled.

A remnant of blond hair suddenly flew out of the mirror, turned into a touch of golden light, poured into the empty scabbard around his waist and turned into a slender golden blade, and the knife was finally restored to its integrity.

Uncle Kyosuke gently put his palm on the handle of the knife and looked calm.

"Dao Soul" This is the mirror world. How did it get in " The oracle of the silver robe caused the pupil to contract suddenly.

"Don't you know that the soul of the sword can return to its scabbard regardless of distance wherever it is" Uncle Kyosuke smiled and said, "Oh, of course you don't know. After all, you can't even pull out a knife."... "

the oracle in silver robes made his eyes appear angry.

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"what if you have a complete Yujin knife The role of the pupil in battle is like a chicken rib, but you still can't beat me! "

with that, his hands clasped in front of his body, and the whole mirror world shook violently!

Bang-bang--!

buildings on both sides of the street are mirrored like two magnets that attract each other, slamming into Uncle Keiosuke in the center. Under the comparison of the size of the two buildings, Uncle Kyosuke is as small as ants.

but without the slightest panic on his face, he stood there directly and quietly, smiling at the Silver robe oracle, as if thinking of something happy.

the pupil around his waist slowly unsheathed.

Boom--!

the two buildings collided with each other, countless masonry and lenses flew out, and invisible waves swept through, blowing trees on both sides of the street.

smoke filled the air, and the oracle turned the aperture in his left eye, looking for the trail of Uncle Kyosuke in the gap between the two buildings, but achieved nothing.

No

where did he go

"are you looking for me"

A leisurely voice came from behind the Silver robe oracle. His pupils suddenly contracted, flashed over his body, and a lens popped out of his palm. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a blade more than 40 meters long and chopped behind him!

the mirror blade cut through Uncle Kyosuke's body like nothing. Uncle Kyosuke, dressed in a flashy sequined suit, was looking at him with his hands in his pockets.

"another hallucination."

the oracle in silver robes frowned slightly and seemed very unhappy. "what about hallucinations" You can only use [pupil] to escape, can not take the initiative to attack me, continue to procrastinate like this, or you fall into the passive. "

"really"

the corners of Uncle Kyosuke's mouth rose slightly.

he looked down at the long golden knife in his hand and said leisurely, "indeed, I can't hurt you with [pupil], but …" Can use hypnosis to mislead you.

for example,

do you really think that what you just threw was a lens "

hearing this, the Silver robe oracle stunned him slightly. He seemed to think of something and looked down at his hands.

his left hand is holding a lens.

and the right hand is already empty.

if the lens is still in his hand, he just threw it out. What is it

the Silver robe oracle raised his head blankly. I don't know when Uncle Keiosuke, who was standing there, had disappeared, but not far from that, he slowly bent down and picked up the long black knife that had fallen on the road.

[black rope]!

he just threw the black rope out!

Uncle Kyosuke stood up straight and slowly hung the long black knife around his waist. At the moment, he had two distinct knives hanging from his waist.

he holds the golden pupil in his right hand, puts his left hand on the handle of the long black knife, looks at the silver robe oracle with a smile, and easily pulls the second scabbard out of the scabbard!

[black rope] unsheathed!

one gold and two black knives were held by him, and the smile on Uncle Kyosuke's face gradually converged, and his eyes were as calm as a deep lake, with a touch of murder in his eyes!

"now, do you think you can win over me"

Uncle Kyosuke's magnetic voice sounded.eets. He recalled the game for a long time and turned to look at Uncle Kyung-suke standing by.Uncle Kyosuke whipped from the corner of his mouth, and after meditating for a moment, he began to talk no...