After saying that, Qin Bufan's body shook and he came in front of Paul XIII again.
now.
Paul XIII's face was gloomy.
I was extremely angry.
after all.
His original plan was to end the battle quickly, kill Qin Bufan, and then kill people and seize the treasure.
When the work is done, I will leave.
But I didn't expect it.
After fighting for so long, there is still no result.
Even the Chinese War King and the Ten War Gods were attracted here.
Of course, what made him most angry was Qin Bufan’s indifferent attitude.
But soon, he started laughing.
"It seems that we can't keep hiding it anymore."
Paul XIII's clone said silently.
"Boy, let me tell you the truth."
"I didn't give my all in the fight just now."
"Originally, I thought I could kill you easily."
"But now, I have to use my trump card."
"Also, I'll give you a heads-up. After I kill you, I'll also destroy the Chinese War King and the Ten War Gods."
"In this case, there will be no evidence that I appeared here."
Paul XIII's clone thought that Qin Bufan would be shocked after he said this.
But Qin Bufan's eyes lit up and he said, "What a coincidence! I didn't use my full strength either."
"After all, I finally met a top-notch expert like you."
"I can't bear to kill you so easily."
"Oh, by the way, I only used less than one tenth of my strength just now."
"What about you? How much strength did you use?"
What?
Paul XIII's clone was speechless.
You have to know that he has been using 90% of his strength from just now until now.
The reason why he is like this.
This is to avoid excessive loss of one's own strength.
After all, he is just a clone.
But who could have thought.
Qin Bufan said that he only used one tenth of his strength.
But soon, Paul XIII's clone sneered.
"Boy, are you bragging without thinking?"
"Well, since you've said that, I'll let you see my strongest move."
When the last sentence fell.
Paul XIII's body slowly rose into the air.
Then, rays of holy light filled the whole body.
The breath of Paul XIII.
A qualitative change occurred in an instant.
"Um?"
"Is this, the power of God?"
Qin Bufan muttered to himself.
Although Ye Qingcang and others did not know what divine power was.
But they could clearly see from the detector that the aura level of Paul XIII's clone was still level 6.
But the color of the number reached red.
In other words, the opponent's aura, at this moment, rose to the peak of the late stage of Martial Honor.
Ye Qingcang's heart sank.
He felt that even Qin Bufan, facing such an attack, would be seriously injured, if not killed.
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