I am practicing in a weird world

　The collapsed walls were shattered, the street lights were pushed away, and large holes were broken into the ruins that had piled up like a mountain.

　The ruins of the building could not bury the mirror image of Xiao Yi.

　These mirror images walked out of the ruins, there were hundreds of them. So many people stood on all sides and instantly formed an encirclement, surrounding Xiao Yi.

　The next moment, one of the mirror images moved. He rushed in front of Xiao Yi with lightning flashing on his body. In an instant, a slash as fast as electric current burst out from the mirror image's hand.

　It was the instantaneous speed of the destructive technique that Xiao Yi had used before.

　This slash is faster than spatial ability.

　To use the authority of space, one needs to input life energy into the space to allow it to expand. Although this process is very fast, it seems very slow in front of this sword light.

　Lightning suddenly burst out from the pseudo-incomplete sword in Xiao Yi's hand. The sword suddenly shot out from the scabbard, as fast as an electromagnetic cannon, blocking the slash.

　"when!"

　The sound of swords clashing erupted, and Xiao Yi blocked the sword.

　The Art of Destruction: Split Eyes!

　The conflicting power suddenly gathered in Xiao Yi's eyes.

　When the mirror image saw Xiao Yi's eyes, two consciousnesses were instantly generated in the mind, and then it was instantly torn into two halves. In the process, the shadow was split, just like the flame was split, just like the tissue was splitting..., just like everything that was one was splitting.

　To split and then to fight is to be successfully invaded by the conflict and thus be killed from within.

　As the consciousness was split, the mirror body collapsed instantly.

　At the moment when this mirrored body collapsed, Xiao Yi felt that countless spaces were extending towards him.

　That was the mirror image using the power of space. As long as the space extended to where Xiao Yi was, countless extremely fast slashes would come in an instant.

　Xiao Yi's will suddenly condensed, and his life force was instantly injected into the space around him. Suddenly, the space around him began to expand, just like a circle, with him as the center, spreading in all directions to meet the extending space.

　"boom!"

　A low roar erupted, and space collided again. Suddenly, countless creases spread in all directions in an instant.

　Those are the creases created when space collides with space.

　This crease was like a storm, extending, twisting, and spreading wantonly within a mere hundred meters.

　Wherever it went, the earth was twisted again, the ruined houses were rolled up again, the atmosphere was twisted again... everything was like a piece of paper that was squeezed into a ball.

　Wherever this fold goes, everything is twisted, then broken and destroyed.

　Xiao Yi's body was like a feather, floating in this space storm full of deadly distortions, avoiding the twisted folds full of destructive power.

　Suddenly, a sword penetrated the folded space like lightning and headed straight for Xiao Yi's throat.

　It was a sword filled with the power of lightning, the Pseudo-Incomplete Sword.

　The sword in Xiao Yi's hand was also as fast as lightning, blocking in front of Xiao Yi.

　The next moment, the attacking sword tip hit Xiao Yi's sword body. Suddenly, a huge force was transmitted. Xiao Yi's sword body tilted slightly, and the long sword immediately brushed past Xiao Yi's long sword.

　The blades rubbed against each other, and sparks flew.

　Xiao Yi looked up and immediately saw a mirror image. This mirror image passed through the space storm and attacked him.

　The moment the mirror saw Xiao Yi's pupils, his mind instantly split, and then his body instantly collapsed and fell like sand.

　That is when the mind is invaded by the power of conflict, causing the body to collapse.

　After a few blinks of an eye, the space storm subsided.

　There were still a large number of mirror images around. Although some were lost, most of them survived. They still surrounded Xiao Yi, with no expression on their faces, and their eyes contained a murderous look as sharp as a knife.

　These mirror images learn really fast. After coming out of the mirror for the third time, they have learned my previous moves. Not only can they avoid space storms, but they have also learned instantaneous speed.

　But I have a total of 49 kinds of destruction techniques, and I don’t believe that this place can really replicate me infinitely.

　Xiao Yi grinned, sheathed his sword and thrust it into the ground, then waved his finger at the mirror images surrounding him, asking them to come over.

　The next moment, the mirror image moved, and they charged out as fast as the wind.

　Lightning of life appeared on the bodies of all the mirror images, and the pseudo-incomplete swords in their hands emitted even stronger lightning, which was the instantaneous and extremely fast starting move.

　They were ready to rush forward and chop Xiao Yi into countless pieces with this extremely fast sword.

　The Art of Destruction - Ten Thousand Swords!

　Just when the mirror image was about to touch Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi drew his sword!

　As the sword was drawn, countless slashes appeared instantly within a space of a hundred meters.

　All the mirror images were instantly chopped into pieces at this moment.

　Blood and flesh fell like rain, covering the ground.

　A hundred meters away, the other mirror images suddenly retreated, leaving the range of this strange slashing attack.

　Don’t you dare to come over? Then I’ll go over.

　Xiao Yi moved his body and rushed out like a gust of wind.

　At this moment, all the mirror images suddenly took a deep breath.

　This move is a battle cry!

　Xiao Yi immediately recognized this move, which he had just used.

　Sound is a kind of oscillation frequency, and war cry is an even more powerful oscillation frequency. Wherever this frequency reaches, it will force everything to oscillate, causing distortion and fracture, thus leading to destruction.

　If it hits a building, the steel and concrete will break.

　If it hits a human body, it will tear bones and flesh apart, and at the very least, the internal organs will be shattered, and at the worst, the entire body will be shattered into pieces.

　It was like being hit by the shock wave of a bomb explosion.

　"Roar!"

　The next moment, a war roar erupted from the mirror's mouth and blasted towards Xiao Yi.

　There is nothing unbreakable in my hands!

　The long sword in Xiao Yi's hand instantly burst out with a powerful force of conflict, and he slashed with the sword.

　Wherever the slashing blow reached, the impact of the dispute was felt. In an instant, the sound wave was cut into a crack hundreds of meters long.

　Xiao Yi was in the crack, unharmed.

　Around him, in front and behind, where the sound waves raged, cracks appeared in a large number of mirror images and were affected by the war cry.

　But the next moment, powerful life force surged out of their bodies and began to repair their bodies.

　The Art of Destruction - Ten Thousand Swords!

　Xiao Yi drew his sword again.

　In an instant, there was no more mirror image within a hundred meters in front of him.

　His figure was like a hurricane, rushing towards the surviving mirror image.

　In less than a few minutes, all the mirror images were destroyed again, and there were no more mirror images around.

　Xiao Yi put away his sword. As he moved, the invisible force in the space within a hundred meters was also recovered and taken back into his body.

　Volume 1: Chapter 577: Endless Will to Fight

　As this invisible force was recovered, the surrounding space changed instantly, and some things began to appear in the space.

　It was a thread, as thin as a hair, and its color was pure black. It was the hair of the golden-eyed moth You Langley.

　Expanding a space as thin as a hair to hundreds of meters, in the eyes of others, this space is still as thin as a hair and there will be no change.

　Only after entering this space will you discover that this space has undergone changes.

　Even without cracks, space can still expand, and the silk threads are hidden in these expanded spaces.

　This is not a rough expansion of space like extending space, but a very subtle extension of space.

　It only expands the space slightly, which can only hide the fine lines, rather than extending the space significantly.

　If vitality is likened to water, allowing space to extend rapidly is like pouring a bucket of water into space, causing the space to grow rapidly. Hiding the threads is to transform vitality into streams as thin as blood vessels, flowing silently into the surrounding space, and extending silently in the surrounding space, forming something similar to capillaries.

　Affected by these life energies as thin as capillaries, the space will grow very slightly, and then these proliferated spaces will

　The space is used to hide the silk threads.

　Xiao Yi hid these threads within the expanding space, within the life force as thin as capillaries. The moment he drew his sword, these threads turned into blades and strangled the mirror image.

　Drawing the sword is just a deceptive action. Even if the sword is not drawn, the space of one hundred meters can be instantly transformed into a sharp blade.

　Because it is precisely controlled and the amplitude of spatial changes is not large, it is not easy to be discovered, so the danger of the outbreak is extremely strong.

　Xiao Yi named this move Ten Thousand Swords.

　Compared to the distance-ignoring slashing, this is a more precise spatial manipulation.

　At this time, light began to seep out from the ruins, from the collapsed buildings, from the fallen street lights, from the grass, and from every crack.

　When Xiao Yi saw this scene, his face instantly became serious.

　This is the beginning of a new round of mirror images.

　To be precise, the light did not appear from the ruins, but from the broken mirror inside the ruins.

　Even if everything around it is reduced to ruins, the fragments of the mirror can still reflect things.

　In this round of mirroring, you should be able to use Ten Thousand Swords and Eye of Split.

　These two are very dangerous moves. The Split Eye can attack the soul unexpectedly, and the Ten Thousand Swords are like a trap. Those threads containing huge conflicting forces are the enemies of life. As long as you step into them, even I will probably be cut into pieces.

　But traps are extremely lethal only when the enemy is caught off guard or if they don't understand how they work. Once the enemy understands what they are, the danger is greatly reduced.

　This move doesn't pose much of a threat to me.

　Since ancient times, numbers have been absolute violence. If the physical fitness and weapons are not much different, one person can definitely not beat two people, and two people can definitely not beat three people.

　Next, I will demonstrate the violence of numbers.

　Xiao Yi stood with his sword in his hand, channeling the power of conflict into the sword in his hand. Suddenly, a whirlwind began to spread out from his sword.

　It was a bright red wind, formed by the powerful force of conflict.

　All around, mirror images pushed aside the ruins and stepped out from various corners. There were more than three hundred of them.

　Each of their eyes was blood red, with flames of conflict emerging from the corners of their eyes, which was the precursor to the activation of the split pupil.

　Not only do they have new skills, but there are more of them. Is this telling me that these mirror images can be manufactured infinitely?

　Do you think this can crush my fighting spirit?

　It's ridiculous.

　From ancient times to the present, disputes have always existed and will continue to exist forever. I am just like the disputes, and my will to fight will never cease.

　Xiao Yi glanced at the mirror images that had emerged, raised his head to the sky, and said, "Destroy them! Destroy them by numbers, destroy them by skill."

　As his words fell, the wind of discord surrounding the pseudo-incomplete sword suddenly rioted, and instantly formed a huge blood-red whirlwind, like a whirlwind barrier, wrapping Xiao Yi inside it.

　The next moment, countless wind blades shot out from the whirlwind and bombarded the mirror images in all directions.

　Some of these wind blades are crescent-shaped, some are line-shaped, and some are curved, just like the invisible wind. These slashes also have no fixed shape, they are just gusts of wind that keep slashing out.

　The mirror images just moved their bodies slightly, and the wind blades missed their target in an instant.

　But the next moment, these wind blades turned around and flew back.

　The wind blades slashed more and more, and in just a blink of an eye, the number increased to thousands, several times more than the mirror image.

　In an instant, this place turned into a field where countless slashes shuttled back and forth.

　A mirror image was caught in three slashes, with no way to avoid them. He concentrated his will and a protective shield instantly unfolded in front of him.

　The next moment, the slashing blow hit the protective shield, and instantly, the protective shield was cut in half, and the mirror image was instantly cut in half.

　The principle of my heart is twelve-fold, and the strongest protective shield is only as strong as the twelve-fold life force, but my own conflict force is as strong as fifteen-fold. Each of these slashes has the strength of twenty-three-fold conflict force, so how can the protective shield block it?

　I am an offensive warrior whose attack is stronger than defense, not a turtle-type warrior whose defense is stronger than attack.

　Lightning burst out from the body of one of the mirror images, and in an instant he slashed out at an extremely fast speed, slashing towards the blood-red wind blade in front.

　As soon as the sword and the wind blade came into contact, the wind blade was cut in half. However, the wind blade did not dissipate, but instead passed over the sword blade and passed through the body of the mirror image.

　Suddenly, the mirror image was cut in half.