"Damn it, why can't my legs move? I clearly still have all the strength in my body!"

The white-haired war lion felt a surge of anger in his heart and glanced around. The lions around him who were fighting in the same group with him also seemed to be entangled in the negative effects.

"It's useless. Stop struggling. You have been slowed down by my clone. You won't be able to recover within an hour.

And, as time goes by, the instinctive fear you have towards me will gradually grow, and eventually reach an irreversible state."

The Xuanwu clone began to play a god-like role. He stood in the void and watched his prey being entangled in various negative states bit by bit, and finally completely losing the desire to resist.

Immediately afterwards, the second batch of phantom clones finally arrived. The difference was that this time Xuanwu mixed his real body among them.

"Don't attack him. Avoid these phantoms. Don't let them cover you any more!"

The white-haired mad lion quickly spoke up and gave a warning, and all the lions stopped attacking at the same time.

Unexpectedly, in such a state, one of the mad lions was directly pierced through the body by a sharp dagger. Its vitality quickly dissipated in a very short time, and it finally fell to the ground.

“Hehe, unfortunately, you have been chosen by the God of Death.

And I am your god of death!"

The Xuanwu clone seemed to like playing the role of controlling the fate of others, and he did this perfectly with the help of his own power.

By taking advantage of the Mad Lion Warriors' fear of the negative state of their clones, he merged his true body into these phantoms.

In this way, a real blow will be delivered to one of the lucky ones who is chosen. There is no doubt that this action just now perfectly proves that this guy's fighting method is quite correct.

As expected, the Xuanwu clone not only played the role of the god of death, but also brought a new round of pressure and a heavier blow to the twenty mad lion warriors.

Seeing their fellow Mad Lion Warrior die miserably from the sneak attack of the Black Tortoise's clone, the Mad Lion Warriors became completely furious.

However, they seemed unable to find the most perfect strategy to defeat the enemy for a while, because they could not tell which one was the true body of the Xuanwu clone.

"Warriors, show your strongest side, because your gaming time is running out. I will start the second round of trials next."

There was a rebellious smile on the face of Xuanwu's clone, and his original outline disappeared again. A new batch of phantoms descended from the sky and landed in front of each of the Mad Lion Warriors.

"It seems that simply dodging and being afraid will not help us escape this guy's attack, but we can't be afraid.

Even in the face of these phantoms that bring negative status, we must not retreat at all, otherwise we will not be able to win."

The leading white-haired mad lion immediately gave such a reminder and provided the best guidance to the team members around him.

Unfortunately, the rules of this game have long been firmly controlled by the hands of the Xuanwu clone. Even when facing the violent lion warriors, the Xuanwu clone can avoid the need to bless the main body and use all the power behind to constantly restrain the opponent.

As expected, after several rounds of attacks, the remaining dozen or so lion warriors were exhausted and no longer had any desire to kill. What they wanted most now was to end this duel as soon as possible.

"I don't want to torture them like this anymore. Let's give them a fatal blow in the final round, end this round early and start the next one."

Xu Yang directly sent a soul message to the Xuanwu clone, because from the perspective of the boss Xu Yang, these mad lion warriors also have a bottom line.

If they continue to be tormented by the Xuanwu clone like this, these mad lion warriors will probably severely damage the Xuanwu clone at the cost of tragic self-destruction.

Because Xu Yang had set the rule limits for this battlefield in advance, which was equivalent to limiting the maximum intensity of the power that could be unleashed on the battlefield, it meant that the maximum explosive level of the Xuanwu clone was also restricted.

If every individual mad lion were to explode its own extreme energy as a cost, the self-destructive force that was gathered together would definitely be able to severely damage the Black Tortoise clone.

Because by doing so, the Crazy Lion Warriors can maximize their numerical advantage, while the Black Tortoise clone, whose energy limit is restricted, can only kill two Crazy Lion Warriors in the same round at most.

Sure enough, the scene that Xu Yang was worried about finally happened. Just when the Xuanwu clone began to condense the final round of phantom illusion, the white-haired mad lion showed its ferocious fangs and let out a low, muffled roar.

At the same moment, the dozen or so exhausted Mad Lion warriors around him quickly moved towards where his body was.

Judging from the positions of these lions, they are planning to unleash their ultimate power in the next wave and make the Xuanwu clone pay the price for their arrogance.

"You humans are relying on your powerful skills to do whatever you want in our northern wilderness battlefield. Such thoughts are the beginning of your destruction.

The warriors of the Mad Lion Clan can be killed but not humiliated. The way you humiliated our twenty Mad Lion warriors in this way is enough for you to die a thousand times and never redeem your sins."

Next, an extremely powerful beastly flame burned around the body of the White Haired Mad Lion. This flame was the ultimate power condensed from burning the source of their own vitality.

Even Boss Xu Yang couldn't make an accurate judgment on how strong it could be.

As expected, as the White Haired Boss made such a decision to perish together with his foe, the dozen or so Wild Lion Warriors gathered around him all made the same arrangement.

"Haha, this time it's finally our turn to take advantage of the rules."

The condensed fire of life quickly filled the entire edge of the battlefield in a very short period of time, completely blocking the Xuanwu clone's position and all movement space, thus killing the Xuanwu clone's possibility of using the formation to create an advantage for itself in advance.

Sure enough, Xuanwu's clone also frowned at the next moment, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

“It seems that I still underestimated the desire and determination of these lions to win. As expected, if the beastmen are really pushed into a corner and their bottom line is touched, these guys will really choose to burn their own vitality to severely damage their opponents without hesitation.

This is actually very difficult to happen among human cultivators, because most of them cherish their lives very much, and will never do such a thing that would destroy themselves together with their loved ones unless it is absolutely necessary.

But for the beastmen, invisible dignity is far more important than individual life."