"Swish, swish, swish..." As if responding to Ye Meng, one of the statues charged forward first!
"Only one? Looks like they're underestimating us!" Ye Meng gave a savage grin and slashed straight at the statue's head with his blades.
The statue neither dodged nor retreated. Its two-meter saber came down at Ye Meng as well.
What was this, trading one life for another? The Ye brothers now understood just how ruthless these statues were.
But Ye Meng had two blades. His right hand maintained its thrust toward the statue, while his left viciously knocked aside the saber. With a deafening clang, blue ghostly light burst from the collision between saber and blade. The force behind the saber made Ye Meng stagger, causing the blade in his right hand, which had been aimed at the statue's head, to stab into its shoulder instead.
Clang! Another loud crash rang out. Ye Meng's blade struck the statue, yet it was as though it had collided with the long saber in the statue's hand. Sparks flew again, and Ye Meng's attack left only a pale mark on the statue's shoulder!!!
"Damn, what insane defense!" Ye Zhang's expression turned grave.
Strong—truly strong. If Ye Luo had not misread it, the statue's skin was probably on the same level as the material of the long saber in its hand.
Ye Meng refused to accept it. He launched a chain of attacks at overload, circling the statue like a whirlwind as his blades stabbed into it again and again. In the blink of an eye, countless pale marks had been carved into the imposing Battle Armor on the statue's surface!
But aside from that, Ye Meng could not even cut off one of the statue's fingers!
This body belonged not to Ye Meng, but to the Mimic.