Lust Demon Sword! [Centaur]!

"I'm going in."

Xilin murmured the words and leaped into the skating rink.

Despite her iron boots, the slick ice gave her little trouble. She kept her balance as she crossed the rink.

The moment Xilin drew near, the demon sword began to tremble. A shadowy female figure appeared and gripped its hilt.

A closer look revealed demonic features all over the figure's body.

"She doesn't look easy to deal with."

Bai Xuan warned her as he drew the Ice Curse Bow.

A biting chill burst from the bow, making Su Yue shiver beside him.

"So cold!"

At the same moment Bai Xuan drew his bow, Xilin attacked the shadow of the demon sword.

Lightless Sword in hand, she closed the distance in a flash and brought her blade down.

But the shadow effortlessly dodged her swift, vicious strike.

Then it copied Xilin's movements and struck back.

It's copying me?

Sensing something wrong, Xilin quickly retreated.

As she dodged, she conjured Sacred Radiance Swords behind her and sent them hurtling at the shadow.

To her surprise, the shadow conjured four pitch-black swords at the same time and sent them flying to meet hers.

The eight swords of magic collided in midair, scattering dazzling sparks.

"It can copy its enemy's moves?"

Bai Xuan exclaimed in surprise, then drew and loosed an arrow.

A deep-blue arrow tore through the air, trailing cold as it flew straight toward the shadow.

Before it could arrive, a black arrow appeared and struck it. Black and white snowflakes swirled together, then vanished in an instant.

"It's that strong?"

Bai Xuan was taken aback. Could the shadow copy an attack instantly?

And could it even counter a surprise attack?

It was like fighting a mirror image of yourself—

While he pondered this, Xilin clashed fiercely with the