The figure that was exactly the same as Yang Yun disappeared in an instant, and rushed to Leng Yan's face in an instant.

But before the black shadow could make a move, the sharp tip of the axe pierced his head directly, just like slashing a zombie, directly freezing the black shadow in place.

The people around Yang Yun who were originally in the mood to watch the show were completely stunned, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly cooled down, and they looked at the young man in front of them with the corners of their mouths slightly raised, as if they had seen a high-level mutant zombie, their eyes were full of horror.

The black shadow was like a human skin filled with blood, and it fell down little by little, and a large amount of blood poured out from under his feet, forming a small pool of blood in an instant.

Yang Yun covered his chest, his face was as pale as paper without any blood, as if he had been hit hard, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

A strong feeling of dizziness came, a large amount of blood loss, and the clone was solved at once without having time to take it back, and these two things appeared at the same time, and it completely became a life-urging talisman.

Yang Yun knelt directly on the ground with weakness, and it seemed that with the fall of Leng Yan's axe, all the strength of his body was withdrawn.

"Master Yang, Master Yang, are you okay?" The people next to him reacted at this time, and rushed towards Yang Yun who was kneeling on the ground.

Yang Yun's body was a little shaky, and coupled with that pale face, he felt that the man should not last long.

Leng Yan took the axe and walked forward step by step, and suddenly there was a heavy fog next to him for no reason, and the people around him disappeared in an instant, and there was a white expanse, but only he was left.

"Comb, comb?" He shouted a few times, but there was no response.

It seems that he still underestimated this man who took the initiative to attack him, and the blood clone was not his only ability, and it seemed that manipulating illusions was his killer feature.

"Huh? What about them? Jiang Yue saw the man and woman disappear out of thin air, and screamed incredibly.

"Stinky bitch, don't yell there, hurry up and help me up," Yang Yun saw Jiang Yue sitting there motionless and only knew how to watch the excitement, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of fire in his heart, and yelled at the woman for the first time.

Jiang Yue was a little aggrieved by the man's yellation, but she still ran towards Yang Yun with small steps, and used all her strength to help the man to the stone bench next to him with a few other people.

"Brother Yang, those two people ran away?" A man looked at Yang Yun, whose face was pale, and asked with some uncertainty.

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes focused on Yang Yun, which was a question that everyone was curious about.

"Hmph," Yang Yun's face finally regained a trace of blood, and he coughed violently a few times before he said in a low voice: "They are temporarily trapped by me, whether they can get out alive depends on their ability." ”

Lin Buyun, who was hanging in the air, was completely dumbfounded, originally thinking that Leng Yan and the two of them had gained the upper hand, and Yang Yun had absolutely no possibility of turning over, but he didn't know what the man had done, and the two of them actually disappeared out of thin air. He had been staring at Leng Yan's every move just now, that is, in the blink of an eye, the figures of the two disappeared in place.

"Master Yang, why don't we help you back to rest?" When the people next to them saw the two people who threatened them disappear, they were completely relieved, and they all leaned towards Yang Yun's side again.

Many people had the idea of running away just now, but the development of things was not as they expected, and everyone found that the danger was lifted, so they tacitly gathered around Yang Yun again.

Loyalty or something, for everyone, it is simply the least valuable thing now, there is only one life, and only surviving is the most important thing.

"No, I'll just rest here, you can do whatever you want," Yang Yun could feel the state of the man and the woman, although the two of them had fallen into an illusion, but now was not a chance for him to make a move, because he was too weak now.

This was the first time he had used a blood clone and failed to recover it, and it was also the first time that someone had been able to dispose of his blood clone so easily. It seems that compared to those who were able before, this new young man is still too powerful.

The person who made him fall so much, he must torture it well, otherwise he really can't dispel the hatred in his heart.

He originally thought that he had obtained two abilities and could become an existence that covered the sky with one hand in this last world. But I didn't expect to be suppressed by a young man so quickly, and all my self-confidence was suppressed. He didn't even see how the man made his move, and his blood clone was dealt with lightly.

What made him angry the most was actually the man's appearance of not taking him seriously, which greatly hurt his self-esteem that had surged sharply because of the arrival of the end times.

Leng Yan realized the moment he was surrounded by a thick fog that he must have fallen into an illusion, it seems that he still underestimated the man with the ability of blood clone, this is definitely his second ability, even so, he still followed the path that someone deliberately opened up.

The blood clone is indeed a very useful ability under certain circumstances, but Yang Yun is wrong because he shouldn't put his blood clone on the bright side, if he secretly uses this ability, he will not guess that the man in front of him is not 'real' at the first time. I can only blame him for being too conceited, thinking that he can easily solve everything.

He knew what was waiting for him in front of him, and he took a deep breath and took the initiative to enter the door wrapped in thick fog.

"Why don't you call your dad to pick you up?"

A middle-aged woman who looked a little chubby was wearing an apron and walked out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes, and her eyes turned a little red when she looked at the sudden appearance of Leng Yan.

Looking at the half-white sideburns and gray hair of the woman in front of him, Leng Yan's voice was a little choked up all of a sudden, he took the dish in the woman's hand and naturally put it on the dining table on the side.

"Mom, don't be busy, these dishes are enough," looking at the full meal on the table, it was still steaming, obviously it had only been done for a short time.

"You know your mother's character, you've only come back once in so long, and it won't be her if she doesn't cook a table," a man with glasses also walked out of the kitchen, looking at Leng Yan with a smile that was extremely familiar to him.

"Alright, alright, the last dish, you eat first, I'll be right here," the woman's voice came from inside the kitchen, and soon the sound of a spatula stir-frying sounded inside.