Upon hearing Hei Ming's words, Si Tingxue's expression remained cold.
Wisps of icy mist appeared around her and spread in all directions.
Seeing this, Hei Ming sneered,
"It's useless to me."
He waved the staff in his hand, and the shadow behind him distorted, and strange black clones walked out.
One after another, the black doppelgangers held their longswords and charged toward Si Tingxue.
There were about thirty to forty of these black clones, and they filled the arena.
Si Tingxue's expression was cold. Icicles formed around her body and shot towards the dark avatars.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
Although the dark clone was constantly dodging, the icicles were too fast and were constantly penetrated.
Although the icicles passed through the dark avatar, they did not make it disappear. However, ice crystals appeared on the dark avatar.