"I can't defeat you?"
Luo Zheng stared at the identical version of himself, his brows tightly furrowed.
Even if Nine Five Two Seven was so certain, there had to be something strange about the illusion before him...
But no matter what, he refused to believe that the other party was truly himself.
The rolling cold air around him quickly calmed Luo Zheng down. After thinking for a moment, the corners of his lips curled upward.
"Since you can do everything I can, I wonder whether you can really do this move?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Zheng released the Desolate God Power within his body, and his figure began to swell!
This ice palace had a clear height of only about twenty zhang. As Luo Zheng's body rapidly expanded, his head swiftly slammed into the ceiling of the ice palace.
"Rumble!"
Under the impact, countless cracks immediately appeared across the ice-crystal ceiling.
"Crack, crack, crack, crack..."
The cracks rapidly spread throughout the entire ice palace.
When Illusion Luo Zheng saw this, his expression finally changed!
Earlier, he had been able to make exactly the same movements as Luo Zheng, but he could not suddenly grow as Luo Zheng had!
His eyes narrowed slightly. Then a gentle voice suddenly rang out in his mind: "Stop him from destroying the ice palace!"
"Yes!"
Illusion Luo Zheng nodded, then strode forward and leaped violently.
"Snap!"
A pair of Thunder Wings unfurled from his back.
At the same time, he held the Cheng Ying Sword in one hand and rolled through the air in a strange spiral. All emotion had vanished from his eyes, while the Dao intent and sword intent on the Cheng Ying Sword in his hand fused together madly. "Severing Emotion Divine Dao! Yi God One Sword..."
Under Luo