Three figures, shimmering with spiritual power, pounced towards Chen Tai from the front, left, and back, as swift as lightning.
Chen Tai was well aware that two of them were illusions, but the three illusions flickered with spiritual power all around them. It would be difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, not just at night, but even during the day.
Moreover, there was too little time for him to make a judgment.
However, Chen Tai wasn't too foolish either.
With a flash of sword light, he executed the most basic sword move, Night Eight Directions, which swept from front to back, while the protective spiritual gang around his body was also pushed to the limit in an instant.
This was the best countermeasure Chen Tai could think of in such a short time.
This sword could only break the opponent's illusions, and Chen Tai was also prepared to take a hit from Ye Zhen directly.
