"Thunderous Sun!"
Lei Yun's clone raised his hands high, and endless crimson divine lightning gathered above his head, eventually condensing into a great sun composed entirely of lightning. The dazzling light pierced the darkness between heaven and earth, making people's hearts tremble.
Boom!!!
Thunder crashed down on Fang Xiu, unleashing a deafening roar!
Like a nuclear explosion, it completely obliterated the area within tens of thousands of miles where Fang Xiu was located, and terrifying lightning raged, forming a huge lightning field.
Fang Xiu, amidst this, experiences constant death and rebirth.
Although they wouldn't die, the situation was becoming increasingly critical. The three seas of clouds covering southern Vietnam continued to expand, now covering nearly three-quarters of the area.
Clearly, both his clone and Zhou Qingfeng's side were in a disadvantageous situation.
Disadvantages, disadvantages on three sides!
Even if only one side gains an advantage on one battlefield, it would be good, as they could then turn around and help the other battlefields. But that didn't happen.
Fang Xiu had considered concentrating his efforts to kill one of Yun Tianshen's clones first, and then eliminating them one by one, but there simply wasn't enough time. If he concentrated his efforts to eliminate one clone, the other two clones would expand rapidly without any restraint, forcing him to fight on three fronts.
"Hahaha... Nan Yue will soon be mine! Who in this world can stop me? Who dares to stop me!!" Lei Yun's clone laughed wildly, unrestrained and arrogant.
Just then, a detached voice suddenly rang out behind the thundercloud clone.
"This sword strike serves as a warning against arrogance and impetuosity."
Whoosh!
A magnificent golden sword aura suddenly appeared behind the thundercloud clone, its mysterious and powerful sword might suppressing heaven and earth and shattering the void.
Lei Yun's clone looked shocked. Before he could react, he was cut in half at the waist.
A figure in white stood proudly, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand radiating endless golden light.
“From the moment I first grasped the sword as a child, I knew that I would one day become the master of swordsmanship. And now I see that it is true. Even gods have been slain by my sword.”
After speaking, the figure in white looked at Fang Xiu, his tone as calm as possible, but he couldn't suppress the slight upturn of his lips, the uncontrollable smile of seeing a friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"Back when we were fighting Joker at headquarters, you stole the spotlight. You can't be the only one to steal the show today."
The person who arrived was none other than Fang Moli!
"Young Sect Master, watch out behind you!" Several dazzling sword lights rushed towards them from afar, shouting loudly.
The thundercloud clone, which had been cut in two by the Xuanyuan Sword, had somehow healed. Its face was contorted in a terrifying grimace: "Insect! How dare you ambush this god! Die!"
boom!
A sky full of crimson lightning surged, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long lightning dragon that struck directly at Fang Moli, who was putting on a show.
The shadow of death instantly enveloped him, and Fang Moli's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly turned around and swung his sword to defend, but although the Xuanyuan Sword was powerful, it was not a defensive artifact.
As a result, Fang Moli was directly swallowed by the Thunder Dragon.
A moment later, a charred, mummified corpse fell from the sky and landed beside Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu looked at the charred corpse, which was no longer recognizable as human, and remained silent.
He was now certain that this was indeed Fang Moli. Appearances could be faked, and the Xuanyuan Sword could change hands, but this kind of behavior—risking one's life for the sake of showing off—was something that others could not imitate or even understand.
"You dared to kill the young master of my Sword Sect! Die!"
Upon seeing Fang Moli die, several demigod-level sword cultivators were filled with rage and immediately launched an attack on Lei Yun's clone.
Fang Xiu then took the opportunity to activate his power of time.
"Time rewind."
A wave of time enveloped Fang Moli, and a moment later, he soared!
Fang Moli opened his eyes, not daring to look at Fang Xiu, and without saying a word, he took the Xuanyuan Sword and rushed towards the Thunder Cloud clone.
If you look closely, you'll notice a slight blush on his handsome face; he's clearly embarrassed.
Even he couldn't bear the embarrassment of being slapped in the face on the spot.
"Has the support from Shenzhou arrived?" Fang Xiu muttered to himself. He naturally knew that the gods of the eight states had also sent a large number of demigods and divine messengers to Yunzhou to provide support.
Unexpectedly, Fang Moli was the first to arrive.
He glanced at Fang Moli and the others who were being overwhelmed by Lei Yun's clone, and knew that this amount of power was still insufficient.
The reason they weren't instantly killed was simply because Lei Yun's clone was wary of the Xuanyuan Sword in Fang Moli's hand, but it wouldn't last long.
Just as Fang Xiu was about to make his move, a scream came from the sky.
"Ah!!! Fatty! You bastard! Couldn't you have teleported to a better place?"
Bang!
A humanoid creature crashed heavily to the ground, creating a large, humanoid crater.
Then, a person covered in dust crawled out from underground.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! That damn fat guy teleported me right into the thunderclouds, almost electrocuting me!"
He got up cursing, but when he saw Fang Xiu beside him, he was immediately stunned. His eyes turned slightly red, and his expression finally became serious. The next moment, he grinned, revealing a row of big white teeth, which looked even more dazzling against the backdrop of his dusty face.
"Brother Hugh, how have you been?"
"Who are you?"
Fang Xiu was slightly puzzled, not recognizing the disheveled man in front of him.
The man collapsed instantly, nearly falling to the ground, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Brother Xiu! You've forgotten about me?! I'm Yang Ming!"
Yang Ming quickly wiped his face to remove the dust, revealing his once rugged face.
Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "The aura on your body is very different from before, and the mark of the nightmare seems to have disappeared as well?"
He genuinely didn't recognize Yang Ming. Anyone who had been thrown into the ground and covered in dust would have had a hard time recognizing. Of course, what truly prevented him from recognizing Yang Ming was his aura, which seemed to have completely changed.
Yang Ming explained, "It must be because of the fusion with the ancient artifact, the Kongtong Seal. Brother Xiu, now is not the time to chat. I can't let Fang Moli show off all by himself!"
With that, he rushed toward Lei Yun's clone.
"Law the Heaven and Earth!" Yang Ming roared, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from his body. His body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, ten thousand zhang!
Like an ancient god standing tall and upright, it crashed down on the thundercloud clone.
Lei Yun's clone's eyes flashed coldly: "Ants! I will kill as many ants as you are!"
His lightning wings suddenly grew thousands of feet long, crossing as they slashed towards Yang Ming, like a giant pair of scissors that would sever the heavens and the earth.
Click!
Endless lightning surged from the Thunder Wings, dazzlingly bright, and Yang Ming's massive body was directly severed.
Then, Yang Ming shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon, falling from the sky again, leaving another large, human-shaped crater on the ground.
However, miraculously, Yang Ming was surrounded by divine light and was completely unharmed.
Lei Yun's clone narrowed his eyes slightly: "The Kongtong Seal! Excellent, excellent, excellent. I never expected to receive such an unexpected surprise today. Besides conquering Yunzhou, I've also obtained the Xuanyuan Sword and the Kongtong Seal..."
"Hugh! I'm here!"
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