Chapter 80: The Mystery of the Phantom Sect (2)

The more Long Yu comforted himself, the more he couldn't control himself. Driven by a surge of anger, Long Yu stabbed the shadow with the sword in his hand. The shadow disappeared in the air, and Long Yu's stab was completely in vain. Long Yu suppressed the anger in his heart, and a sweat appeared on his forehead. He almost couldn't control himself.

A strong wind blew from behind, and Long Yu bumped into it. The Yin-Yang fish in his right hand blocked in front of him. Looking at the countless invisible swords stabbing at him, Long Yu was knocked back thirteen steps, with a sword stuck in his back. Long Yu didn't even know when he was stabbed.

Long Yu drew out the sword from his back and looked around. There was nothing around. It was empty everywhere. Long Yu's anger reached the breaking point and he looked around with anger on his face.

The wound on his body was bleeding continuously, Long Yu shook his lips to repair the wound. A ripple appeared in the air in front of him, Long Yu quickly stabbed at it, Long Yu stabbed in the air. Ripples appeared on the right again, Long Yu chased and stabbed.

Long Yu didn't know how many times he stabbed, the sword in his hand stabbed again and again. Long Yu stood on the ring with a tired body, and he didn't know where to put the anger in his heart. He kept looking around with anger.

The black shadow in front of him wore out his patience. He wished he could fight alone for 300 rounds. Long Yu watched the ripples appear one after another in front of him, and he did not chase them. Suddenly, he felt a chill behind him. He turned around and slashed, but his speed was still too slow.

The sword in front of him flew into the air, and the sword energy came from behind again. Long Yu kept turning and slashing, like a little mouse being played with; Long Yu didn't know how many times he turned. His body couldn't support him anymore, and he fell to the ground.

A ruthless sword stabbed down from the air, and Long Yu rolled on the ground, looking at the black shadow with anger in his eyes. Long Yu supported himself on the floor of the ring with his left hand, holding the sword in his right hand. A sword stabbed at him, and Long Yu had no time to react, and the sword stabbed into his body.

Long Yu stabbed the body with the sword, gnashed his teeth, turned around and stabbed the black shadow in the stomach. Long Yu felt that he was stabbing a ball of air, and the black shadow in front of him turned into a ball of black air and disappeared. Long Yu pulled out the sword on his body, and his body was bleeding on the ground.

Long Yu looked at the black fog in the sky, and a voice came. Long Yu listened to the source of the voice, and it seemed to be a sad song. Long Yu's heart was covered by sadness, and he loosened his sword. He had no fighting spirit at all, and tears flowed from his eyes.

In Long Yu's mind, he recalled being chased down the mountain by the old man, and being completely beaten by the wild boar demon king. He climbed up the Divine Sword Mountain and was looked at with colorful eyes by the people who passed by the mountain. He was kicked into the ancient ruins by Jian Chen and encountered a dream within a dream.

The greatest sadness was that he turned into a drop of water and fell into the black fog. In order to catch his body, Zong Ling gave up his protective shield to protect him. Two lines of tears appeared in Long Yu's eyes. He held the invisible sword on the ground in his hand and pointed it at his forehead.

Long Yu closed his eyes, and in his mind appeared every bit of the sect spirit's efforts to get him out of the black fog. He seemed to be born to be a burden, a burden to everyone around him. A voice came into Long Yu's mind.

"Master, get out alive and return to a planet called Blue, and tell the people there that the gods and immortals have never given up on them, but the gods and immortals are protecting them." Long Yu was suddenly awakened by Zong Ling's voice. He opened his eyes and saw that his hands were about to hold an invisible sword, which was about to pierce into his forehead.

Long Yu stood up, held the sword in hand and looked around the sky, he suddenly laughed, and pressed the sword finger of his left hand on the sword guard, "Remember the wind rising and the earth surging in my heart." A stream of air in the air was transmitted to the sword guard, and a stream of air surged from the ground to the hilt, at the sword guard position, the two air currents surrounded each other to form the gas of two dragons, and a drop of water flowed between the tip of the sword and the sword guard.

Long Yu closed his eyes and tried to identify the source of the sound. The sound from the north was getting louder and louder. Long Yu opened his eyes and quickly stabbed three times in the air towards the north. The three stabs overlapped in the air. Long Yu landed on the stone slab and held the sword again, "Fearlessness of life and death is my way."

Long Yu felt that he was a sword, a part of himself, and his will was also the will of the sword. A ripple appeared in the air in front of him, and Long Yu jumped in the air, quickly drawing a cross, and four fearless water-flowing moon arcs rushed over.

Long Yu landed on the ground, turned over and jumped up quickly, and slashed hard at the ground in front of him. A straight crack appeared on the ring, and he felt a gust of wind on the right side. Long Yu quickly stabbed it, and a purple lightning flew out from Long Yu's sword, and Long Yu was even more dumbfounded.

Before his body could react, the real black shadow appeared on the left side, and Long Yu stabbed him in the back of the head with the black shadow. Long Yu's body stopped moving and he fell directly on the ring. He had 100,000 alpacas in his heart. This was really pitfall. He had just realized the sword intent and hadn't been able to throw the fourth move, but he was beaten like a dog.

The shadow walked to Long Yu's side, took out a glass of wine and poured it on Long Yu, then slashed the ground with the sword in his hand. The shadow shook his head, turned around and disappeared into the air. Long Yu looked at the shadow's back as he left, confused.

What the hell is this? Why is it like this? The black shadow doesn't kill me, nor does it control me. It's like a man who has just won a competition and is leaving the ring. Long Yu tried to stand up, but he couldn't move at all. Long Yu's Taoist body left his body.

Walking towards the edge of the ring, Long Yu approached the edge of the ring, and an invisible wall blocked Long Yu's way. Long Yu tried to put his hand on the edge, and a mysterious force blocked Long Yu's body. Long Yu walked back to the edge of his body, and Long Yu found that his body seemed to be missing something.

Long Yu looked at his body bit by bit, and since there was no shadow on his body, there were eleven abnormal phenomena. Long Yu tried to control his body in the air. Normally, there would be a black shadow underneath, but now there was no shadow on his body.

The black shadow appeared in front of Long Yu again, holding a piece of black cloth in his hand. "Your body seems to be yours and not yours." Long Yu's jaw dropped. The black shadow could speak, which Long Yu couldn't understand at all.

"Fellow Daoist, don't believe him. He is my shadow, a shadow that brings nightmares to others." Long Yu had heard this voice before. It was the voice that came from the blood jade before. The black shadow threw his hands in the air, and a scream was heard.

Long Yu subconsciously took two steps back. The black shadow threw the black cloth in his hand beside Long Yu and pressed on him. "You have been deceived by these people. I am from the Phantom Sect. They are using you."

The black shadow sat cross-legged beside Long Yu, with a stream of black energy in his hand repairing Long Yu's body. The black shadow looked up at Long Yu and said, "The unique skill of the Phantom Sect is to be able to cultivate oneself into a black shadow. You have cultivated this body to the second stage, but you can't even use the first stage. The blood is yours, but you are not familiar with the skills in the body at all."

Long Yu walked back to the body and sat cross-legged in front of the black shadow, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, "I originally built this body for my friend, and later he practiced on his own. The main soul of the soul is also this body. I use my spiritual consciousness to drive this body."

The black shadow stood in the air and looked up at the sky. "You go now. One of the three women outside is called Ge Yan, she is from the Phantom Sect. The others are from the Hundred Charms Tomb. Take this with you, she will help you rescue your friend."

The black shadow threw a jade pendant into Long Yu's hand. Long Yu was shocked when he saw it. This jade pendant was exactly the same as the jade pendant that the little girl had transformed into before. Long Yu stood behind the black shadow and bowed to him. "Since you know my kung fu and know what's going on outside, why don't you kill me?"

The black shadow transformed into a white-haired old man, who patted Long Yu on the shoulder and said, "Your martial arts were taught by Jian Chen, right? The leader of our Illusion Sect is Jian Chen." The jade pendant in Long Yu's hand fell to the ground, and his chin dropped to an unknown place. He had gone too far.

Long Yu never thought that the Illusion Sect was Jian Chen's sect, and the Divine Sword Pavilion was also Jian Chen's sect. Why did the Illusion Sect disappear, and Jian Chen didn't seem to want revenge at all? Long Yu had countless questions and wanted to ask the black shadow in front of him.

The old man glanced at Long Yu with a peaceful look in his eyes, "You are you, and you are not you." The old man slapped Long Yu's body. Long Yu appeared in front of Xue Yu with a jade pendant in his hand, muttering, "You are you, and you are not you."

Ge Yan supported Long Yu's body. Long Yu looked at Ge Yan in front of him and was about to hand the jade pendant to Ge Yan, but Ge Yan shook his head. "Wang, we will use the jade pendant to rescue the man inside. You give the jade pendant to him. Then we will leave quickly together. Don't stay."

Long Yu nodded to Ge Yan. Hearing Ge Yan's words, Long Yu had many questions in his mind, but Ge Yan shook his head, so Long Yu had to give up his questions. Long Yu stood up, pressed the jade token on the blood jade, and a figure appeared from the jade pendant.

Long Yu glanced at Ge Yan and nodded. Ge Yan walked in front of the shadow and knelt on one knee on the ground, "Meet the Sect Master." The shadow slowly solidified, holding a folding fan in his right hand, with his left hand behind his back, his whole body wrapped in a black robe, and a mask on his face. It was impossible to tell what kind of face it was.

Long Yu bowed to the man, "Since the senior has come out, it's time for the junior to leave. We'll meet again." The man held Long Yu's hand, "Thank you for your courtesy, Taoist friend. It's my favor that I can be saved by you. If you have any difficulties, I will definitely help you."

Long Yu glanced at Ge Qing behind him, then looked at the man in front of him, "I want to go save my friend, but the journey is long and dangerous, so I shouldn't disturb you as you leave." The man waved his hand, and the crystals around him shattered to the ground, and figures came over one after another.

Long Yu glanced at them. Almost everyone was wearing a shadow mask and a black robe wrapped around their body. The man nodded to Ge Yan and said, "Ge Yan, listen to my orders. These are the 100 disciples of the sect. You will lead them to help you rescue your friends. Ge Qing will be the left wing personal guard who will stay with you and protect you. Ge Fen will be the right wing guard who will protect you."