Nodon!
The true god who resides in the sixth temple.
Su Yang had some impression of him. In terms of strength, he was definitely not comparable to the True Gods who had fought for many years, but his ability to create clones was absolutely superb among the gods. For example, Su Yang's limit was that he could condense ten sword intent true bodies. If Nuo Dong were to use it, that would be hundreds of clones. How could an ordinary person distinguish them?
Just as Su Yang was pondering how to deal with it, three clones attacked, crushing towards Su Yang, with a powerful force pouring out from the palms of the clones.
Bang!
Su Yang countered with a backhand sword strike, but another clone rushed towards him again. Unperturbed, Su Yang drew his sword, unleashing a sword beam that instantly obliterated all three clones.
Su Yang narrowed his eyes.
As he killed the three clones, Nuodong, positioned high above, sneered. Hundreds of clones surrounded him, their eyes filled with mockery and disdain. At this moment, Su Yang was at his wit's end, with nowhere to retreat!
At this moment, Nodon sneered, "Junior, I don't know how you killed Handami, but your current strength is probably less than half of what it used to be. I advise you to surrender and let me give you a quick death so you can go back and report sooner."
Su Yang burst into laughter: "You old codger, you really think you can win?"
Nuodong scoffed, "You won't listen to my nice words. I'd like to see what you have to offer me when you're at your wit's end."
Having said that, Nuodong waved his hand, and hundreds of clones immediately launched an attack.
Su Yang calmed himself down, squatted down slightly, slammed his palms on the ground, and exerted force with both feet at the same time. The already somewhat cracked star body suddenly split open with a huge abyss-like maw!
In an instant, Su Yang drew his sword and sped away. The clone that blocked his way couldn't withstand more than two moves from his sword.
Upon seeing this, Nuodong shook his head dismissively.
Su Yang had already squandered much of his strength before, and now he was fighting desperately. And what about him? He was in extremely good condition. Even if the clone that blocked him was destroyed, he still had so many clones around him. If they could simply change positions at will, could Su Yang find his true body?
Even if it's just grinding, he can guarantee he'll wear Su Yang down!
He is different from those true gods who only know how to fight; he has different strategies for different opponents. Those who are already at their wits' end are undoubtedly the easiest to deal with.
laugh!
Countless clones converged and rushed forward, suppressing Su Yang's initial momentum.
Su Yang gripped the Crimson Dragon Sword tightly, his figure returning to the star. His feet created a deep crater, and from his feet, the ground cracked and spread at an alarming speed.
Su Yang gripped the Crimson Dragon Sword in one hand, then pointed it upwards and shouted, "You will die within three quarters of an hour!"
Nuodong was amused by Su Yang's ignorant remark.
Kill him within three quarters of an hour?
Don't make me laugh!
However, at this moment, Su Yang once again ignited the crimson sword intent within his body. He didn't have much power left, but he had to charge forward!
Su Yang understood that dragging things out would inevitably lead to defeat, but charging forward offered a glimmer of hope!
As long as there is hope, we will definitely win!
Miracles are always created by humankind!
Golden light flashed in Su Yang's eyes, and his figure shot out again like a sharp sword. With the support of the crimson sword intent, the power of Su Yang's sword moves surged once more! All the clones he killed with a single sword strike were annihilated. Even though there were hundreds of clones in front of him, he still swept forward with an overwhelming offensive!
At that moment, Nodon's expression underwent a subtle change.
"Has this guy gone mad?"
Below, Su Yang was like a madman, wildly wielding the Crimson Dragon Sword, breaking through layers of clones, and finding the right moment to unleash a powerful strike!
Nuodong looked at Su Yang with a mocking expression.
Even if they manage to rush over, so what? With so many clones, how are they going to find his location?
However, Su Yang gripped the Crimson Dragon Sword tightly with his right hand, twisting the blade at the moment of the strike. A crimson sword beam shot out fiercely, tearing a crack in the void and slashing straight toward Nuo Dong's true form!
this……
Nodon was directly hit by the sword's edge, and he flew back and forth in space several times before stopping, but the next sword came again.
The target isn't any other clone; strike at his true form!
Bang!
Nodon fell straight onto the previous star, and where he landed, the ground exploded into layers of debris once again.
Nuodong lay in the deep pit, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and said, "Impossible! How could you recognize my true form!"
Su Yangling, standing above, chuckled softly: "Guess?"
Nuodong's face was extremely pale.
Is this a provocation?
How dare a mere person clinging to life mock the true god of the Sixth Temple!
"Fine, I'll show you what despair is!" Nuodong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly opened his arms wide.
"The True Form of the Myriad Illusions!"
laugh!
As soon as he finished speaking, countless distorted spaces suddenly appeared in the void, and figures emerged from the void. In this area, there were nearly ten thousand of Nodon's clones!
At the same time, Nodon, who was originally lying in the deep pit, also disappeared and mingled among tens of thousands of clones.
Tens of thousands of clones all let out cold laughs, appearing extremely eerie in this area.
Nuodong sneered, "Weren't you very confident just now? Come on, among these ten thousand clones, can you still find my true form? Hahaha!"
Ten thousand clones would be dazzling even to look at, let alone find a single one!
really.
Compared to before, Nodon can now split into ten thousand clones, and this progress is obvious at a glance.
But, unfortunately.
He met Su Yang.
Su Yang lowered his head and chuckled, "Does having many clones necessarily mean you're powerful?"
Nuodong scoffed, "Then come and find my true form."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a flying sword streaked past.
That's Su Yang's sword, the Crimson Dragon Sword!
Nuodong was taken aback. Just as he sensed something was wrong, the Crimson Dragon Sword spun around once and finally locked onto his true form, thrusting out with a single strike!
Nuodong hurriedly blocked with both hands, and the sword stopped in his hands, but he was still unable to calm down.
Previously, with only a hundred clones beside him, distinguishing his true form was a matter of luck. Now, however, he had summoned ten thousand clones; he absolutely refused to believe that luck was the only way to find his true body!
But he just couldn't understand how Su Yang had found his true identity.
Before he could even think, the Crimson Dragon Sword he was holding began to split, creating six sword beams around him...
"Oh no!" Nuodong cried out.
At this moment, Su Yang suddenly swooped down, came to his side, grabbed the hilt of the Crimson Dragon Sword, and said, "Let me tell you the truth."
"My power is your natural counter!"
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