"Boom ......"

The soul clone instantly surged out with a palm. In an instant, it was as if thousands of souls were condensed. The power of this palm is actually shaking the void and sweeping the clouds. Let the countless sword qi dissipate, and come straight to Fang.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Fang Cong's eyes were full of anger, looking at the palm that fell from the sky. It was also a palm that slammed over at the same time. Fang Cong's palm was a condensation of the incomparably mysterious aura of the stars. When the white light flowed, it burst out with powerful power. This power, containing the power of heaven, is extremely powerful. Able to penetrate the space and kill the soul clone of Longyan directly!

"Click, click!"

The space of this heaven and earth was constantly torn apart, and Fang Cong threw a punch again. The fist was extremely powerful, and in an instant, the soul clone flew out directly. The soul clone let out an extremely terrible scream. Then, the whole body rushed over with Fang Cong quickly. It seems that he is preparing to give Fang Cong a sharp blow. Fang never hesitated at all, the ancient sword directly pulled out a sword, emitting a clanging sword sound, and the space trembled violently!

"Kill me!"

Fang Cong's momentum has been raised to the peak. Instantly exuded a powerful coercion, this coercion. It's like forming a field. Envelop the soul clone in it. In the eyes of everyone, the surroundings of the soul clone are bound by Dao light, preventing it from attacking!

"Roar!"

The soul clone also seems to sense a sense of crisis. He roared and tried to escape. He stretched out his arms and shone with a silver glow. Immediately after, a powerful aura flowed out from the body of the soul clone. The soul clone held out a finger to point at the surrounding light. Suddenly, those rays of light dissipated as if they had been hit hard. Having lost the forbidden soul clone, it was to rush towards Fang Cong again.

"It's tough!"

Saying this, Fang Cong still attacked again. As soon as he stepped out, the aura of stars bloomed all around him. The stars are incomparably bright. It was as if the Milky Way above the nine heavens was tilting down. Full of murderous intent. Xingchen condensed his sword and slashed directly towards the soul clone. As soon as the soul clone stepped out, he saw the foot of the soul clone, as if there was a black vitality flowing out. This black vitality contains an amazing terrifying power, and it is extremely domineering.

"Boom ......"

This black vitality directly turned into a sky of killing, resisting Fang Cong's sword light at the same time. It is to turn into a black curtain and cover the earth. Countless unjust souls have emerged from the ground. Angry. The lethality of this move is very large, and it directly impregnates the entire clearing. Then, and further towards the direction from the encroaching past. As if he was about to swallow Fang Cong, he opened his pitch-black mouth.

"Slash!"

Fang Cong's expression was extremely calm, and there was not the slightest ripple in his dark eyes. The ancient sword bloomed with incomparably dazzling brilliance. Across the void, swept towards the soul clone. It was as if it had turned into a strong storm. Heaven and earth are discolored, and the sun and moon are broken. The sword light flickered with a cold glow, and the incomparably powerful coercion naturally emanated, covering the sky and the sun. Blasting to the soul clone!

"Whew!"

The speed of the soul clone was extremely fast, and it directly turned into a wisp of afterimage and flew out. No matter how fierce Fang Cong's attack was, it seemed that it couldn't trap the agile soul clone. It can be said that the speed of the soul clone is no less than the speed of Fang Cong's [Near World]. Fang Cong's sword eyebrows furrowed, if the soul clone could keep exerting this speed, it would be troublesome......

"Fight!"

Fang Cong's eyes were filled with Ling Yan's killing intent, and he directly killed the soul clone. The soul clone is also fearless. Directly with Fang Cong launched a hard-fought battle, fists to the flesh, and constantly made violent collision sounds. The fierceness of the battle made the surrounding audience stunned.

"Red Flame Fist!"

Fang Cong burst into a shout, and his entire body turned red in an instant. The power of flame spread in an instant, sweeping through the entire void. Then, Fang Cong raised his hand and blasted towards the soul clone with a punch. This punch was full of supreme flame power. Even in the air, there was a hint of scorching heat.

"Boom ......"

The powerful power of the flame converged into a blazing torrent and slashed towards the soul clone. In the eyes of the soul clone, a ray of essence finally flashed. Immediately afterward, in the hand of the soul clone, a long knife transformed from the power of the soul was condensed. Then, with a sonorous bang. It was a snow-white sword light that burst out!

"Click, click!"

The sword light was incomparably cold, but it was directly annihilated and died by Fang Cong's punch. The soul clone was expressionless, and once again slashed out three times in succession. Then, the three sword lights fused into one, and a sword light hundreds of zhang long burst out. In an instant, the void was filled with powerful sword intent.

"Kill me!"

Fang Cong's eyes were like swords, and his momentum was overwhelming. Then, he was slashed with the ancient sword. The fourth layer of sword intent completely erupted, turning into a sea of swords, roaring out, carrying the artistic conception of the supreme sword. The incomparably sharp sword light suddenly slashed out. Then, Fang Cong deceived himself, and didn't seem to give the soul clone the slightest chance. Constantly slashing out the fierce attacks of the Dao, and fighting with the soul clone.

"Roar!"

The soul clone roared with a shocking roar, and the sword light continued to fly out, forming waves that scattered violently. Then, the sword technique of the soul clone changed, and suddenly became brisk, and the sword intent that was cut out also turned into countless sword shadows, endless, as if it had an inexhaustible soul power. With this level of attack, if it were an opponent, I am afraid that he would have died on the spot.

However, the opponent of the soul clone is Fang Cong. Behind Fang Cong, with the blessing of the infinite vitality of the heaven and earth space, he was not afraid of the problem of consumption at all. Fang Cong's eyes flashed, and he directly blasted out a huge killing. The aura of the stars surged wildly, and in an instant, the incomparably bright stars slammed into the soul clone. All the way over, they all directly crushed the sword light, and they were extremely domineering.

"Whew!"

The body of the soul clone suddenly became illusory. Directly into the void. It seems to be hidden, like a dormant poisonous snake. Always ready to deliver a fatal blow to Fang Cong. Fang Cong snorted coldly and started the [Heavenly Refining Divine Technique]. The perception opened instantly, and his gaze swept sharply towards all parts of the void. With the blessing of such a mystical mental method, Fang Cong was able to easily find the soul clone......

Suddenly, Fang Cong's eyes froze. In the depths of the Void. A strong wave erupted. Fang raised a sneer from the corner of his mouth, and he blasted towards that place, and the attack was extremely fierce!