However, Gu Yan is not afraid, after all, this is in the Imperial Capital City, and the battle of the masters of the Divine Soul Period will inevitably attract a lot of onlookers, and Gu Yan's situation will be very easy to crack at that time.

And Gu Yan is not unconfident in the strength of the clone Gu Yan, he only slightly estimated that the strength of the clone is at least comparable to that of the master of the Divine Soul Period, but it is still impossible to conclude what kind of realm it will reach in the Divine Soul Stage, plus the doppelganger is the body of a war puppet, which can be called invincible in defense.

If the clone Gu Yan faced the Sect Master and the Great Elder of the Hundred Columns, it would be absolutely difficult to say how the outcome would be, at most Gu Yan's side would be at a disadvantage, but if Gu Yan wanted to kill Gu Yan with only the two of them, it would definitely be a fool's dream.

That Fan Jian looked at Gu Yan, whose expression was slightly solemn, and said, "Boy, where is the confidence to insult my Great Elder of the Bailie Sect just now, and where is the arrogance of daring to hurt my son." ”

Listening to Fan Jian's questioning, the people of the Bailie Sect all looked at Gu Yan proudly, as if they were watching a dying person making a final struggle.

Gu Yan raised his head and glanced at Fan Jian, "What do you want me to say, the old man of the rice bucket is cheap, a little fool is not enough, and an old fool comes out, where does the confidence of this seat go to care about your shit, do you think that if you have one more old dog, two old dogs are qualified to insult this seat." ”

Saying that, a figure appeared behind Gu Yan, although the doppelganger Gu Yan was a war puppet, he was still wearing a robe, and he looked a little similar to Gu Yan.

As the clone Gu Yan appeared behind Gu Yan, a trace of solemnity flashed in that Fan Jian's eyes, and he spoke, "It turned out to be a war puppet, it seems that the level is not low, and there are very few forces in my Purple Saint Continent who are proficient in the art of war puppets, boy, who are you?"

Listening to Fan Jian's questioning, Gu Yan laughed and said, "Old dog, don't worry, the master is not a big force from other continents, the master is a hillbilly as your rice bucket son said in his mouth, this is the first time to come to the imperial capital, so you can rest assured." ”

Listening to Gu Yan's words, a strange look flashed in Fan Jian's eyes, but then he looked definite, and said lightly, "This sect master doesn't matter who you are, today you injured my son, and insulted this sect again and again, if you are an acquaintance who has abandoned his arms and handed over this war puppet, this sect master can spare your life." ”

Gu Yan spat at him, "I'm sorry, old dog, I want to snatch my war puppet Ming said, and I want to kill myself and my arms, are you a fucking fool." Such an idiot, why didn't your father shoot on the wall in the first place and give birth to such a mentally retarded child with cerebral palsy!"

Being insulted again and again by Gu Yan, and in front of so many people, as the sect master of the Bailie Sect and the master of the Divine Soul Period, how could he not be angry, "Boy, since you are looking for death, then don't blame this sect master for capturing you, and let you taste the fate of offending my Bailie Sect." ”

After speaking, Fan Jian's body swept away, and his big hand grabbed towards Gu Yan, but what came in front of him was the fist of the clone Gu Yan, "If you want to hurt the deity, you should die!"

After speaking, the doppelganger's figure flashed, and the speed was not slow compared to the previous Fan Jian, and he slammed towards Fan Jian, and the clone's sudden attack surprised Fan Jian, and he was not ready to take the move at all, and the fist of the clone appeared in the face door again, and Fan Jian's face changed instantly.

However, as the master of a sect and a master of the Divine Soul Period, how rich his combat experience is, his two hands are staggered with each other to resist the punch of the ancient saying, Rao is a master at the peak of the early stage of the Divine Soul Period, and he was also knocked back by a punch from the clone for several meters.

After such a short fight, Fan Jian's face became more and more ugly, especially the arm that resisted Gu Yan's fist just now was still trembling, which is not difficult to understand, Gu Yan's whole body is made of top-grade materials, and the main body is still Fusang Shenmu, and its strength is far stronger than that of martial artists of the same level.

Looking at the clone Gu Yan coldly, Fan Jian shook his hand, "Sure enough, it is a high-level war puppet, and he can still speak people, but if he offends the sect master, he will demolish you today!"

The figure flashed, the speed increased instantly, jumped into the air, and then slammed down towards Gu Yan, the doppelganger Gu Yan's body did not move, his fist fell, Gu Yan retreated, and Fan Jian's fist was always close to Gu Yan's chest.

The clone Gu Yan had been knocked back by Fan Jian for a distance of about a zhang, and suddenly kicked his leg towards the ground, stabilized his body, and lightly spit out a few words, "This bit of strength is not enough to see." As soon as his body was straight, Fan Jian's whole person was directly rebounded back.

At this time, Fan Jian became more and more flustered, pointing at Gu Yan and said, "How can your body be so hard, could it be that your body is made of king-level materials." ”

However, the clone Gu Yan didn't speak, and Gu Yan on the side was satisfied, he now knew that he had underestimated the strength of the clone, but it was better, the stronger the clone, the more helpful it would be for him.

Seeing that Gu Yan didn't shake him, Fan Jian was suddenly stunned, he didn't believe that the whole body of this war puppet was refined from king-level materials, if this was the case, the materials of a war puppet were enough to refine dozens of king-level crystals, how could a hillbilly in Gu Yan be so rich.

However, at this time, Gu Yan's body attacked Fan Jian again, although Gu Yan's movements seemed to be very simple, it was an ordinary punch, but the power of that fist, only Fan Jian himself knew how terrifying it was.

This time, Fan Jian was no longer dodging, but instead facing his fist, "This sect master doesn't believe that your whole body is really so hard, it's an iron pimple, and this sect master is going to smash you to pieces, a hundred columns of fists, and thousands of fist shadows!"

Bailie Fist is one of the two major Zhenzong combat techniques of Bailie Sect, ranking among the late Jindan period combat skills, and its power is extraordinary, but compared to the boxing techniques cultivated by the clone Guyan, it is much inferior.

The two punched each other in the air, but the result was still that Fan Jian was blown away, and the strength of the clone Gu Yan was too perverted, and at this time, the martial artists who were watching around opened their mouths wide, and the color of shock was overflowing.

They would never have imagined that the prestigious Sect Master of the Baili Sect would be so unbearable in front of a war puppet, from the beginning to the present, he had been at a disadvantage, and even the strongest combat skills were still directly blasted away.

But their shock was much worse than that of the disciples of the Bailie Sect, Fan Jiannai was the strongest person in the Bailie Sect, and now it seemed that he was not an opponent at all.

Suddenly, the Great Elder of the Hundred Columns, the white-bearded old man, suddenly got up and slapped at Gu Yan, Gu Yan secretly said that it was not good, his body jumped, and he dodged the palm of this surprise attack, but there was a deep palm print left on the ground.

He was suddenly attacked, and Gu Yan suddenly became furious, "Gu Yan, tear this old guy apart for me!"

The doppelganger Gu Yan felt the anger of the deity, nodded, and his body attacked towards the white-bearded old man, even the number one master sect master of his own sect was not the opponent of the war puppet, if he targeted himself, wouldn't it be a complete abuse.

The white-bearded old man immediately swept towards Fan Jian, and at the same time shouted, "Sect Master, the two of us will join forces to kill this war puppet!" Fan Jian nodded, and a golden big sword appeared in his hand, looking at the momentum, it was an ordinary king-level high-level crystal.

The golden broadsword in Fan Jian's hand slashed down towards Gu Yan who flew in, and Gu Yan grabbed the blade with his two hands, which immediately stirred up bursts of sparks.

And the white-bearded old man said to the three middle-aged men standing behind Fan Bucket, "Fan Ying, the three of you, go on, catch that stinky boy for me, as long as you capture him, this war puppet will be captured." ”

That Fan Ying is one of the two protectors of the Bailie Sect, the cultivation in the middle of the Jindan period, and the two men behind him are also members of the Bailie Sect, both of whom are cultivators in the middle of the condensation period.

Fan Ying nodded, and the two people behind him swept towards Gu Yan, "Stinky boy, you dare to offend our Bailie Sect, you will die today." ”

Gu Yan, who was already angry, looked at Fan Ying and the three of them who flew towards him, with a murderous intent on his face, "Black Spirit, entangle that Jindan period man for the boss, and the boss will help you if he solves these two!"

The black spirit naturally realized the seriousness of the situation, and nodded, "Boss, don't worry, the golden pill period will be handed over to me!" After speaking, the black spirit jumped high, and at the same time turned back into the main body Decepticon, and suddenly the momentum of a spirit level high-level desolate beast came out wantonly, rushing towards Fan Ying.

Fan Ying looked at the black spirit and sneered, "All the time, the spirit level desolate beast dares to provoke this protector and seek death." After saying that, he met the black spirit, and the two fought in the air.

As for the two men in the condensation stage, they looked at Gu Yan with an arrogant expression, "Stinky boy, if you meet our brothers, you are unlucky." ”

However, as soon as they finished speaking, Gu Yan took the lead in attacking them, "You Bailiezong deserve to die, this revenge will be repaid by the two of you first, if you dare to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed." ”

Gu Yan's offensive was very fierce, because he was worried about the battle between the black spirit and that Fan Ying, no matter how good the black spirit's talent was, no matter how high the bloodline was, but the time to grow was too short, if the spirit level high-level desolate beast was against an ordinary martial artist in the early stage of the Jindan period, it was okay, but that Fan Ying was a cultivator in the middle of the Jindan period.

Therefore, he must fight quickly, otherwise when the black spirit is defeated, the situation will really not be good. The two of Bai Liezong looked at the Gu Yan who was attacking them, their eyes were full of disdain, a boy from the Martial Yuan Realm dared to take the initiative to attack, and he was not small.

Gu Yan's speed was very fast, and he slammed a punch at one of them at close range, and the strength of Gu Yan in the ninth layer of the Wuyuan Realm was not inferior to that of ordinary martial artists in the late stage of the condensation period, and he knocked the middle-aged man back with one punch.

In the face of the other, Gu Yan was also merciless, his body jumped up, "Burst claws!" The claws torn out by the five fingers slammed down towards the middle-aged man's chest, and the five blood marks suddenly made the man let out a pig-killing scream.

At this time, they knew why Gu Yan dared to take the initiative to attack, the two of them were not his opponents at all, and in the face of Gu Yan, both of them were deeply frightened.

And Gu Yan was like a killing god, and continued to attack the two of them, and the man who was scratched had already developed a fear of Gu Yan, looked at Gu Yan, turned around and fled.

"If you want to escape, how can it be so easy!" The fist fell, directly shattering the middle-aged man's head, ** flying around, most of them splashed on another man.