To Ling Yun's surprise, the middle-aged man was in the consummation of the cathode realm, and the youth was in the high stage of the cathode realm, but the brute strength of the young man made the middle-aged man helpless, and even suppressed by the youth.

"Bang!"

Dou Da's fist slammed into the ground, and suddenly the surging energy exploded, setting off a gust of wind.

Furiously surging with power, the fist leaving a deep fist mark on the ground.

"Damn! What kind of monster is this kid, his brute force is so terrifying! ”

Dodging the young man's fist, the middle-aged man felt the energy raging in the air and scolded angrily.

Obviously, his realm is higher than him, and he should be suppressed, but the truth has turned it upside down.

"Take my punch!"

The young man withdrew his fist, instilled aura into his fist, and let out a low cry, his body rushed towards the middle-aged man like a cheetah.

The fist flickered with a faint light, and a breath capable of tearing everything raged out.

"Nima!"

The middle-aged man felt the terrifying power of his fist, his pupils were obscene, his muscles squirmed, and he hurriedly raised his fist and smashed it.

"Boom!"

The muffled sound was like thunder, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, his arms were trembling, and his steps kept retreating.

"Poof!"

However, as soon as the middle-aged man stood firm, the air crackled in front of him.

"Ahh

A sharp pain came from the front door, and the middle-aged man screamed, and his consciousness flew out of the martial arts arena in a drowsiness.

"Brute wins!"

A shout sounded, and the young man walked off the arena unhurriedly.

"Strange! Yes, sure enough, brute force! ”

Ling Yun looked at the young man with clear eyes and laughed in a low voice.

That brute strength, Ling Yun sighed to himself, even if he didn't have such strength in the high stage of the Yin Pole Realm.

It was only after breaking through the Tiangang Quenching Body Technique that Ling Yun dared to fight against Manqi for brute force.

"Feather, Ling Tian is on the field!"

A shout rose to the sky, and suddenly a handsome figure scurried on the martial arts arena.

"That genius of the Feather Clan?"

Ling Yun looked at the handsome figure on the martial arts arena and the face with clear lines like a knife, and sneered in his heart.

Among the four top families of the Eastern One Empire, Ling Yun's hatred for the four families is the Yu clan.

Because the sister of Sword Without a Trace is because the Yu clan has been poisoned.

"Since you're a genius of the Feather Clan, let me see how strong you are!"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and his face was cold, controlling the split to go on stage.

"Huh!"

The clone crossed a trail and landed steadily in the martial arts arena, opposite to the feathered face!

Yuhua shook the folding fan and chuckled: "Your Excellency, I don't know how important it is, you better go down as soon as possible!" ”

"Hehe..."

Below the martial arts arena, Ling Yun listened to these words and sneered in his heart.

According to his observations, feathering is also the peak of the Cathode Realm, and the strength of his own clone is beyond the peak of the Cathode Realm.

With such strength, Yuhua even dared to speak falsely.

The mind was manipulated, and the doppelganger shook his body slightly, and the majestic momentum of the mountain surged out.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the doppelganger didn't care about himself, Yuhua felt like his face had been beaten, and it was hot.

Put away the folding fan, slap it in your hand, and snort angrily from your nose.

"Bang!"

The doppelganger raised his head slightly, his illusory body trembled slightly, there was a muffled sound under his feet, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and galloped in the martial arts arena.

"Look for death!"

Yuhua's face was cold, folding fans flew in the air, and swords condensed from spiritual energy rushed towards the clone one after another.

"Bang bang bang..."

The clone swung his fist, and the sword exploded like a blister.

"Boom!"

As the clone approached Feather, the degree suddenly increased, turning into a trail and disappearing into Feather's eyes.

The pupils were obscene, and Yuhua didn't expect the strength of the clone to be so strong, and the figure hurriedly retreated.

Feather had just retreated, and the clone immediately appeared where he had just been, slamming his fist into the ground.

The rumbling sound was like the collapse of a mountain, and the ground trembled, and the slightest crack spread out like ripples.

"What a terrifying power!"

Feathered eyes waited for the hideous crack in the ground, and said in horror in his heart.

If you don't dodge this punch, you will suffer some injuries if you take a punch.

"Since you don't listen to advice, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Yuhua's handsome face was covered with frost, and he said coldly.

The clone stood in the martial arts arena like a mountain, and under the control of Ling Yun's mind, he stretched out his arm and hooked his finger towards Feather!

"Look for death!"

was provoked by the clone, Yuhua's face was furious, and the aura in his body burst out like a flood.

"Tornado World!"

The aura was uneasy, Yuhua's face was furious, and he tapped the folding fan in the void in his hand, and suddenly the aura surged out and turned into a long dragon and bit at the clone.

With a terrifying power, the long dragon rolled up a hurricane, and opened its bloody mouth in terror.

"Humph!"

Ling Yun looked at the long dragon, snorted angrily, and controlled the clone in a crazy state.

Under Ling Yun's frenzied control, the clone was like a fiery lion, rushing towards the long dragon.

"Poof..."

Approaching the long dragon, the doppelganger stretched out his fist, without any fancy feelings, only the domineering roar of the long dragon in the past.

The long dragon was bombarded with a fist, and it made a crisp debut like a bubble being punctured, and its entire body suddenly collapsed and disappeared into the void.

"Woooo

The long dragon shattered, and a cracking sound immediately sounded in the air, and swords condensed with spiritual energy galloped in.

"Bang bang bang..."

No matter how many sharp swords come, the clones are all smashed with their fists, and there is nothing left.

"The wind is howling!"

Yuhua's brows furrowed, and the folding fan in his hand kept moving, shouting angrily.

"Whew..."

With the movement of his fingers, a tornado appeared in the air.

Dozens of tornadoes converged like a whirlpool.

A huge tornado appeared in the arena, and the hurricane that swirled and whistled out cut through the void like a blade.

"Damn!"

Ling Yun glared at the martial arts arena and cursed in his heart.

Although the clone is not afraid, this martial art can at least weaken the clone by some strength.

The doppelganger is not the main body, and if it is hit by martial arts, the power of the doppelganger will dissipate somewhat.

Over time, the clone will become more and more illusory, and eventually dissipate.

If you're fighting someone, the clone will dissipate when it dissipates, but this competition is not a joke.

Once he fails, the dragon's blood will change hands, even if he doesn't want it, he will hand it over to Mu Lian himself.

His brows furrowed, Ling Yun knew that he had to fight and couldn't delay any longer.

The more time passes, the greater the doppelganger crisis.

His heart moved slightly, and the clone suddenly seemed to be as fierce as a tiger, and his fist rushed towards Feather with terrifying power.

"Hmph..."

Yuhua snorted a few times in his nose, his aura surged, his footsteps continued to retreat, and the folding fan in his hand did not forget to tap in the void, and one after another sharp swords flew towards the clone.

"!"

The clone completely shattered the sword at once, but Ling Yun became impatient and cursed in a low voice.

ps：“......”