After dressing as a demon, I accidentally deceived the feelings of my old enemy

Chapter 86

Feng Ce looked at Jingluo leading many people, and beside him was Jingfeng.

But Jing Feng in the illusion mirror was the same as Yu Wu who was shot dead by him with one arrow, he didn't know him at all, Feng Ce was a little nervous, took two steps back, and looked at his remaining life-saving props.

If you fight recklessly, you will definitely not be able to beat it, but how far can you go with that little time?Demons can't get out.

Feng Ce took a few steps back, and Jing Luo and Jing Feng approached a few steps closer. Just when Feng Ce had no choice but to fight with a bow/crossbow, Jing Luo and Jing Feng were both stunned. He took a look, and then looked behind Feng Ce in disbelief.

Immediately behind Feng Ce, Jing Feng's astonished voice sounded: "Your Majesty, why is there me here? Isn't Jing Luo already... dead? Why do you seem to be fighting?"

Feng Ce turned his head and saw Jing Feng who was full of doubts, carrying Zhao Jingchen who was already asleep on his back.

Feng Ce immediately gave him a brief science introduction: "We are now in the Magic City of Magic Mirror, here except us are all in the magic mirror, we have to find a way to get out."

Jingfeng nodded: "My lord, I understand!"

These people in the illusion have only been with Feng Che for a few years, Jing Feng is more than enough to deal with them alone now, but the key is that Feng Che is also there.

But what Ling Fengce didn't expect was that Zhao Jingchen would follow him to Magic Mirror City, he looked at Zhao Jingchen again, confirmed that he was really asleep and not passed out, and said: "Wake him up, the people in the magic mirror are not good deal with."

Jingfeng was a little embarrassed: "But he has been walking for too long, and he was so tired that he just fell asleep not long ago."

Feng Ce: "Give him to me, or the three of us won't be able to leave."

At this moment, Jing Luo winked at his subordinates, and someone rushed up immediately, Feng Ce raised his hand and shot an arrow in the forehead, with a slight "bang", the magic soldier turned into smoke and dissipated.

At this moment, Zhao Jingchen woke up in a daze. When he saw Feng Ce, he immediately opened his eyes and said happily, "Cousin."

Now that he is awake, there is no need for Feng Ce to help him off Jing Feng's back. When he sees Feng Ce, he gets down happily and goes to Feng Ce's side.

Feng Ce glanced at him, and said solemnly to him, "Hide behind me."

Only then did Zhao Jingchen see a group of dark and menacing people more than ten steps away from them. The key point was that there was also a person who looked exactly like Jingfeng standing there.

Zhao Jingchen immediately hid behind Feng Ce, looked at Jing Feng on the other side, then looked at Jing Feng again, Jing Feng noticed his movements, so he said: "The other side is pretending to be me, I am the real one!"

When Jingfeng heard it, she was a little annoyed: "Why do you say you are real? I am the real one! You are fake!"

Jingfeng let out a "tch", and immediately a black bone knife appeared in his hand: "Who is real and who is fake, you will know if you try it."

On the opposite side, Jingfeng was not to be outdone, holding the black bone knife that was exactly the same as his illusion.

Feng Ce was going to let Jing Feng take the main attack. He was protecting Zhao Jingchen, who had no force value, while firing cold arrows to make up the knife. If the situation improved, he would go straight away and leave the Demon Realm.

Fortunately, the Demon Realm was established not long ago, and there are not many demon soldiers, otherwise the three of them would be unable to escape.

Jing Feng went up to meet him, and they had an instant fight with Jing Feng.

But after only a dozen moves, Jingfeng on the opposite side was unable to do what he wanted, and soon, Jingluo went up to help.

At this moment, Jing Feng had no pressure at all, and Zhao Jingchen watched from behind, his blood boiled, and Feng Ce noticed that his hands were getting tighter and tighter on his lapel, so he turned his head to look at him, and saw him staring at Jing Feng firmly.

Afterwards, he made up an arrow for Jingfeng, but Jingluo noticed Feng Ce's movement and blocked it with a magic soldier.

Zhao Jingchen said: "It's a pity, I almost shot that fake one."

Feng Ce said: "Let's retreat. With Jingfeng's ability, it's much easier to get away than us."

Zhao Jingchen was a little hesitant, looked at Jingfeng, and asked, "Is he going to be okay?"

Feng Ce: "It will be fine, unless someone else comes."

As soon as the words fell, a voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile: "As you wish."

Feng Ce turned around and saw Jing Jue leading the magic soldiers appearing, blocking their way.

Zhao Jingchen recognized that this person used to follow Feng Ce, but now he brings people to intercept him, which is not good, so he asked: "Is he also a fake?"

Feng Ce nodded: "Fake."

After all, Jing Jue shot an arrow.

Jingjue just smiled, disapproving of this seemingly ordinary short arrow, raised her hand to grab it easily, but was shot in the palm.

He was a little astonished, and immediately, the bow/crossbow in Feng Ce's hand shot several arrows at him, and he blocked it with his hand in disbelief, thinking that these short arrows would surely fall to the ground as soon as the magic power came out.

Unexpectedly, the short arrow not only did not fall, but also shot neatly on his arm.

Zhao Jingchen: "Cousin is amazing!"

Only then did Jingjue understand that Feng Ce's short arrow could not be resisted, so she pulled out the short arrow in her arm with pain, and when Feng Ce took the opportunity to shoot the arrow, she ordered the magic soldiers behind to rush up to catch people.

Feng Ce pulled Zhao Jingchen back and dodged while shooting arrows to attack, but there were too many demon soldiers, and they got close quickly, Feng Ce kicked away the first two that were approaching, and without a close-up sharp blade, he could only push Zhao Jingchen backwards. Push, throw the bow/crossbow to him, and exchange for the two-foot-long machete I just bought at the system store.

This is the best weapon he has seen in the system store, but it can barely kill the magic soldiers who pounce on it. If it is not strong enough, it will take a single blow.

Feng Ce said to Zhao Jingchen who was stunned by his bow/crossbow: "Aim the bow/crossbow at the enemy and shoot directly, don't show mercy."

Zhao Jingchen looked at Feng Ce and Jing Feng who were fighting bloody battles, nodded immediately, and began to help with bows/crossbows.

After shooting an arrow, he found that it was very accurate, and the bow/crossbow was also extremely easy to use, but he found that the bow/crossbow only had this short arrow.

Thinking back, Feng Ce always installed one immediately after shooting one.

Just when he was about to ask Feng Ce about the bow/crossbow equipped with arrows, he saw that Feng Ce had an extra burden in his hand at some point, and threw it to him, saying, "The arrow is inside."

"Oh, good." Responding, Zhao Jingchen took out a short arrow from his bag, loaded it, and then shot it out again.

After a while, Feng Ce noticed that Zhao Jingchen's arrow support was very slow, so he looked at it for a while, and saw him squatting on the ground, holding short arrows from his bag.

Feng Ce couldn't help reminding: "The bag can be carried sideways on the body."

Sure enough, with this reminder, Zhao Jingchen realized that the bag had a strap, which could just be carried across the body, and the arrow was much more convenient.

But at this moment, he slammed into someone with a back bump.

Zhao Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, not daring to turn around and look.

At this time, Feng Ce and Jing Feng also noticed that a magic soldier had captured Zhao Jingchen.

Feng Ce immediately separated, but Jing Feng took a step faster. Before the demon soldier attacked Zhao Jingchen, the black bone knife cut the demon soldier in half, and then disappeared into black mist.

Jing Feng asked, "Are you okay?"

Feng Ce gathered around, and the three of them were also surrounded by water.

Zhao Jingchen was afraid for a while, and after escaping from danger, he was so nervous that his breath became short of breath, and he said, "I'm fine!"

Feng Ce: "It's fine, let's make a hole in the direction of the exit of the Demon Realm, and then retreat."

Jingfeng nodded: "Good sir! No problem!"

Zhao Jingchen looked at the crowd and was a little scared: "There are so many of them, can we go out?"

Jingfeng on the opposite side has been injured, and Jingjue's hand hasn't recovered so quickly, they have a great chance of rushing out, Feng Ce said: "Don't worry, as long as the fake Demon Lord doesn't show up, they can't stop us."

Jing Feng was a little dazed, before he could understand the fake Demon Lord Feng Ce said, Feng Che appeared, jumped down from the air, stood in front of Jing Luo and looked at them.

Jing Feng looked at Feng Ce, then at Feng Che, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have a fake one too?"

Feng Ce nodded: "Yes, this is Wen Bie's nightmare, except for himself, we all have a fake one in it."

Jingfeng: "That's how it is!"

Zhao Jingchen also understood that the person who just arrived was also a Demon Lord like Feng Ce, so didn't the Demon Lord that Feng Ce said appeared?Can they still escape?

Feng Che saw that Feng Ce was bluffing Jing Feng around, he was furious immediately, he frowned and narrowed his eyes: "Jing Feng, open your eyes and take a good look, who is the real Demon Lord, Who is your lord!"

Feng Che also had Jing Feng beside him, he looked at Feng Che, feeling a little embarrassed, wanted to speak but dared not speak.

Jing Feng, who thought Feng Che was a fake, snorted coldly, and scolded: "You Xibei bastard, you still want to lie to me? See if I don't beat you all back to your original shape!"

When the false things in the illusion mirror are killed, they will all disappear into smoke, but some will turn into a wisp of smoke after a while, but some will disappear directly.

Feng Ce frowned.

Feng Che is not from the illusion mirror, even if he is, it is basically impossible to beat Jing Feng with his current cultivation base, not to mention there are so many magic soldiers and the three guardians here.

There are still a few protectors who haven't appeared yet.

This is also the reason why Feng Ce wanted to lure Feng Che out of the Demon Realm before solving the problem.

"Don't be impulsive," Feng Ce said to Jing Feng who was about to move, "I'll think of a way."

Jingfeng said: "The fake things in the illusion mirror are vulnerable, don't worry, Your Majesty! I will definitely beat them to pieces!"

After speaking, he rushed up with the black bone knife.

Just as Feng Che was about to vent his anger, Jing Feng came to the door. He went up to him with bare hands, and kicked Jing Feng back after only a few blows.

Zhao Jingchen immediately supported Jing Feng, Jing Feng couldn't believe it, and said to Feng Ce: "He is as strong as a real Demon Lord, Your Majesty, it seems that only you can beat him!"

Unfortunately, I can't beat it.

Feng Ce looked at Jing Feng with a blank face, and said, "I haven't recovered from the battle at Shangyun Peak, and I can't beat him."

"Oh," Feng Che sneered, "Why didn't he recover from the battle at Shangyunfeng? It's just nonsense! Can't you see who is the fake Demon Venerable Jingfeng?"

Jingfeng said "bah": "There is a fake one beside you and I still want to lie to me. I'm afraid you don't even know about the battle at Yunfeng! You are nonsense, nonsense!"

Jing Feng on the opposite side glanced at Feng Che, but he still didn't dare to say anything.

Feng Che looked at Jing Feng, his teeth itching with hatred.

He didn't expect Jingfeng, a doggy boy, to betray him so thoroughly, no wonder Yong couldn't find anyone, so he ran to the mirror magic city of the mirror demon, otherwise he and the little traitor Yuwu would be thrown into the furnace Alchemy!

Jingfeng: "Why are you staring? Xibei is indeed Xibei, and the eyeballs are about to fall out!"

"If it wasn't for your honor being injured, you would have been slapped into a piece of meat pie by your lord long ago. How dare you be so arrogant! Pooh!"

Feng Ce felt that if Jing Feng said a few more words, he could just lie on the ground and wait to die.

Zhao Jingchen looked at Feng Che's increasingly gloomy face, sweating profusely from anxiety, and asked Feng Ce, "Cousin, are we going to die here?"