Seeing Xiao Feng raise his spiritual power to its peak, Nie Yingzhuo trembled slightly, unsure if he was a match for him.
After thinking it over, he punched himself hard in the chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I will offer my life-bound sword with my blood, let's see how you deal with it."
Now, all the elders of Biyao Palace have died at his hands, and there isn't even a messenger by his side.
Nie Yingzhuo felt that Xiao Feng was doomed and there was no way he could escape from him.
At this moment, Ding Hong's figure flashed repeatedly, escaping to a place out of their sight.
Nie Yingzhuo slowly approached, holding a blood-red longsword, a ferocious smile on his face: "Don't blame me, I didn't want to kill you."
Xiao Feng glanced at him indifferently, then raised the Flowing Light Sword high.
"Your natal sword? Let me see what's so special about this sword of yours."
In an instant, a series of loud gusts of wind came from the mountains and forests.
The Flowing Light Sword continuously absorbed the spiritual energy in the air, condensing into a huge golden light and shadow.
Seeing the light flashing on the Flowing Light Sword, Nie Yingzhuo felt a sense of danger and gasped.
"We can't delay. This kid is a bit strange. We can't afford to be caught off guard."
After much deliberation, Nie Yingzhuo brandished his sword and charged at Xiao Feng.
However, he had only taken a few steps forward when the residual power of the Flowing Light Sword reached its peak, and he was violently thrown down.
This sword intent carried an extremely strong pressure, even bending the surrounding trees.
"Huff...huff..."
A stinging pain shot through his face, and Nie Yingzhuo quietly took a few steps back: "I can't tough it out."
Just as he was about to leave, he heard Xiao Feng's clear, cold voice: "Water Curtain Sky Splendor".
In an instant, a blue light screen appeared beside him, trapping him inside.
"Xiao Feng, do you really intend to exterminate them all?"
The roar came from inside, but Xiao Feng didn't take it to heart.
Now, he had no way to avoid the attack and could only grit his teeth and raise his weapon high.
In an instant, the sword shadows unleashed by the Flowing Light Sword struck his natal sword hard.
"clang..."
A crisp sound rang out, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the blade of his natal sword.
Upon closer inspection, Nie Yingzhuo showed absolutely no reaction, which was completely inconsistent with his character.
At this moment, Ding Hong secretly approached and said, "Master, kill him. We can't let him leave here."
The voice gradually approached Nie Yingzhuo, but he still didn't react at all.
In an instant, Ding Hong sensed something was wrong. His spiritual energy quietly approached and he was surprised to find a tiny crack on the person's body.
"This... cut in two by a single sword? Dead?"
Nie Yingzhuo was his only hope, but little did he know that this man couldn't even withstand a single sword strike.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and he lay on the ground split in two.
"ah..."
A shrill scream came from Ding Hong's mouth, and the spiritual power within his body had become extremely volatile.
Clearly, he had already laid the groundwork for self-destruction.
At that moment, the familiar voice came again: "No need to self-destruct, I'm here."
As he sensed that familiar surge of spiritual energy, Ding Hong looked at Nie Yingzhuo's familiar face with a face full of surprise: "Master, you're not dead?"
"With his meager strength, how could he possibly kill me so easily? That's just wishful thinking."
Xiao Feng watched as Nie Yingzhuo on the ground gradually turned into mud, speechless: "Another clone? Is this the only clone you can use?"
I used this trick to escape in Medicine Valley before, but who knew that not long after, I would find another clone.
Seeing Xiao Feng's speechless expression, Nie Yingzhuo sneered, "You're fighting on equal footing with my clone, what's there to be so arrogant about?"
He placed his hands on his chest, and white lines spread out from his body, disappearing into the mountains and forests.
Seeing his strange movements, Xiao Feng unleashed his spiritual energy, which surged forth and explored the mountains and forests.
"So many clones with different powers?"
As the clones landed in front of them, Nie Yingzhuo's face was full of coldness: "Don't think that I only have one or two clones. These clones are enough to kill you."
Before long, hundreds of clones appeared before them, their spiritual power being roughly the same.
If this move were used in a normal battle, it would be remembered by many.
"You are a powerful person who can make me summon hundreds of clones at the same time. I hope you will not disappoint me."
"Whoosh...whoosh..."
At this moment, clones continuously fell from the sky and stopped in front of him.
Upon closer inspection, Nie Yingzhuo was everywhere on the mountainside.
Killing one of them is very easy, but killing them all is much more difficult.
"You plan to use these clones to cause me trouble? Don't you even know if they have that kind of power?"
He didn't care about anything else; the spiritual power within his body began to roar, continuously pouring into the Flowing Light Sword in his hand.
In an instant, the light on the Flowing Light Sword shone so brightly it was enough to blind a person.
In the distance, Ding Hong watched Xiao Feng's strange behavior and turned to Nie Yingzhuo: "Master, we can't let him make a move. There's something strange about that kid."
Not only can it control people in the blink of an eye, but it can also use its own power to cleave its clone in two.
All signs indicate that Xiao Feng is definitely someone they cannot deal with.
At this moment, Nie Yingzhuo patted Ding Hong on the shoulder, his face full of coldness: "I want to see what he has the ability to deal with hundreds or thousands of me."
Each clone is roughly the same strength, and killing them would require an enormous amount of power.
Xiao Feng noticed their gazes were fixed on him, and slowly raised his right hand: "Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor".
In an instant, a blue light screen formed beside him.
In this way, if these clones want to attack him, they must first break through this Water Curtain Heavenly Flower.
With the abilities of these clones, it would be virtually impossible for them to break through the Water Curtain Sky Flower.
Since personal safety is no longer a concern, the next step is to accumulate powerful moves.
Xiao Feng held the Flowing Light Sword suspended in mid-air, looking coldly at the two below: "Don't think I only have a tiny bit of power."
As the mark on his palm slowly changed, the Flowing Light Sword split into two out of thin air.
When Nie Yingzhuo saw the Flowing Light Sword split into two, his eyes widened in shock: "What... what's going on?"
During the conversation, the Flowing Light Sword multiplied from two to four, then from four to eight, expanding infinitely.
In an instant, the Flowing Light Sword transformed into countless longswords, which were then swung towards the clones.
The rain of swords poured down, each sword corresponding to a clone, keeping them constantly on the run.
Xiao Feng watched as they fought against the Flowing Light Sword, and quietly closed his eyes.
Although the sword rain is powerful, it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.
If he didn't take this opportunity to restore his spiritual power, he believed he wouldn't have any spiritual power left to deal with the main body.
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