Chapter Forty-Eight: Go, My Clones!
After saying this, Wang Feng didn't pause, and the sword fell. The alley he was looking for was the one that scolded him the most mongrel.
"Scared, Wang Feng, what do you want to do?"
The thin and slender middle-aged man standing at the front took a step back with some fear and shouted in a panic.
"yes, what do you want to do!"
"There are so many of us, we still can't do it!"
............
Everyone on the street shouted.
They are just some monks who gather four or five spirits, and the highest one is only seven spirits, and for the Xuanyuan period, they are still not afraid to be fake.
"What are you doing? Damn, scolded Lao Tzu, what are you asking me to do now?"
Wang Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he blocked one end of the alley, while a fourth-level clone appeared at the other end of the alley.
Dozens of people were blocked in the alley at once.
"Do you think there are so many people that I don't dare to kill you?"
Wang Feng stood there, and the clone suddenly moved.
The lower grade mysterious weapon in his hand lit up a cold light in the not spacious alley, and every time a cold light was lit, a person would fall down holding his throat.
In the later period of Xuanyuan, among these monks in the Gathering Spirit Period, it was like entering a no-man's land, and for a while, there was a lot of blood and screams.
And anyone who wanted to escape from Wang Feng's deity was directly hit in the head by him without exception, and his death was extremely miserable.
"I really don't know where you got the guts. ”
Wang Feng stared at the people in the alley who were terrified to the point of despair and kept trying to escape, his face expressionless.
Forty-three people, just five breaths, were slaughtered by the clones, and all of them fell in pools of blood.
Blood soaked the entire alley, flowing from corpse to corpse, all the way to the mouth of the alley.
"Shhh
Those who had just come from other alleys couldn't help but gasp when they saw this miserable situation that seemed like purgatory on earth.
It's only five breaths, just five breaths, all the people in the alley were killed, and not a single one was left!
Before they could wake up from the shock, they heard an exclamation, looked up, and saw that Wang Feng's hand was stuck in a man's throat for less than a moment.
The man was also extremely burly and full of muscles, but in Wang Feng's hands, he was like a chicken, and he had no ability to resist.
"Rao...... Spare ......"
Dahan's face turned red, his feet were off the ground, and he was pressed against the wall by Wang Feng with one hand. His hands kept grabbing Wang Feng's five fingers, trying to break them open. But the hand stuck in his neck was like an iron tong, and even if he tried hard, he couldn't shake it even a bit.
"Hehe, spare your life, you just scolded the fiercest, how can you scold comfortably?"
Wang Feng stared at the person in front of him who couldn't even speak, and there was a chill in his tone.
"If you talk nonsense at home, you will be beaten, and if you talk nonsense outside, you will die!"
After speaking, he pulled him out with a handful of his hands, and directly pressed his head and slammed it against the wall!
Click
The crisp and terrifying sound of bone cracking sounded in this remote alleyway, and the man's head was directly cracked, and then Wang Feng threw him in front of everyone.
The hard wall left a pit and was surrounded by dense cracks.
"If there is a next time, I will kill you all, and not one of you will be left!"
Wang Feng's gaze swept around, and everyone who looked at him took a few steps back, his face full of horror.
With this kind of power, this kind of killing method, they even have a feeling of facing the demon beasts in the border mountain range.
Fierce and fierce!
Wang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to everyone, put away his clone, and the sword broke through the air directly.
He didn't use the Qinglian Holy Fire to absorb these corpses as physical energy, and it was better to stay here to deter everyone.
It's just that as soon as he flew into the sky with his sword, he saw several streams of light shooting from the east.
Similarly, there are two streamers flying in the south.
Not only that, but there are some faint breaths coming from all directions.
The people in the east are from the Wang family, the people from the south are from the Song family, and as for the other breaths, they should be the elders of some small families.
Wang Feng's eyes flickered, and he immediately made a judgment, turned his body, and galloped towards the west without hesitation.
The three major families are in the branch of Flowing Wind City. The Wang family is in the east, the Zhao family is in the south, and the Lei family is in the north.
But the west side is empty. Without him, there is a mountain in the west, called Liuyun Mountain.
It's not very big, but it blocks the west gate. For these big families, it is bad luck for the mountain to cover the door.
It is precisely because of this that the three major families in the west have no ideas.
Except for the street closest to the South Gate, which is slightly prosperous because of its connection with Sunset City. Between the West City Gate and the main street that connects north and south, that is, near Liuyun Mountain, it is extremely poor, and there are villages where poor mortals live.
Fengyu Village is also in that area.
In fact, strictly speaking, half of the land in the entire Flowing Wind City is inhabited by mortals. However, the standard of living of that half of a mortal was not even half of that of an ordinary cultivator.
A mortal's family is only twenty yuan a month at most, and an ordinary monk can live in an inn for one tael of gold.
However, the cultivation resources of those ordinary monks were not even half of the three major families.
In the entire Flowing Wind City, most of the resources are in the hands of the three major families.
Of course, Wang Feng doesn't care about these. What he has to do now is to get rid of the people of the two major families, if there are not many people on the other side, then it is not certain who kills whom.
Feeling the two breaths behind him that were moving quickly here, Wang Feng set his eyes on Liuyun Mountain, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Liuyun Mountain is not big to say big, but it is not small to say small, the whole mountain only occupies a radius of thirty miles, but at the foot of the mountain is a huge forest.
Inside is the most common tree in the Xuantian Continent, with wide and lush branches and leaves, spreading throughout the entire Liuyun Mountain within a radius of forty miles.
Of course, Wang Feng couldn't fly to Liuyun Mountain anymore, his induction with the clone was only fifty miles, and if it exceeded, the clone would dissipate on its own. At that time, Ling Ling and Jiang Heng will be in danger.
The divine consciousness swept into the system space, and his aura value was still 20,300, and if all of them were used to condense the first-level clones, 203 could be divided.
plus the original 7, but 2 died and the remaining 5, a total of 208 first-level clones.
"Hehe, today Wang will teach you what is called the old cloth maze! If you want to chase Wang Mou, how can you do it?"
Wang Feng grinned, and a cold breath came out of his mouth.
Thinking of this, he directly fell his sword and flew into the forest.
Almost at the moment of landing, figures around the body kept flashing, densely packed, a total of 208.
208 doppelgangers identical to themselves look extremely exaggerated and weird.
"Hey, go, my clones!"
Wang Feng looked at the cold-faced clones around him with satisfaction, and bared his teeth and smiled.
Whoosh
One by one, the clone received the order and sped away in all directions.
In the dense forest, there was a dense rustling of footsteps in an instant, and the first-level clone of the Gathering Spirit Duo, although the cultivation was not high, was no different from an ordinary tiger, and the wind was whirring between running.
Looking at these clones flying around, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh.
He seemed to see that soon after, these first-level clones would all become fourth-level clones, fifth-level clones, and even sixth-level and seventh-level clones.
When the time comes, wherever you go, hehe, behind you will be clones all over the sky, overwhelming.
What family, what Taoist sect, in front of my countless army of clones who are not afraid of death, they will kneel down and sing conquest for me!
Thinking of this, Wang Feng's blood suddenly boiled.
"Hehe, the first step to conquer the continent starts with your Wang family!"
Glancing at the approaching aura behind him, Wang Feng's face was grim, and his indifferent expression turned out to be no different from that of a clone. Put away the flying sword, gather the breath of the whole body, and follow the clone to the north.
Once mixed into the clone, from a distance, except for cultivation, there is no difference between him and the clone.
Not long after Wang Feng left, five old men flew in the sky above his location.
It was the elders of the Wang family.
The Divine Sense swept around, and the faces of all the elders were a little unsightly.
"There are Wang Feng's clones everywhere!"
The second elder grimaced and said in a deep voice.
"Look for it separately, Wang Feng's cultivation is in the middle of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, these are the clones of the Spirit Gathering Period, once they are found, they will send a signal immediately!"
"Once discovered, send a signal immediately, and don't do anything with it!"
At the end, he didn't forget to add a word, and then Edgeworth headed west without hesitation.
The second elder did not pause, and galloped directly towards the south.
Only the third elder, the seventh elder, and the eighth elder were left looking at each other.
The Great Elder and the Second Elder were in the late stage of Xuanyun, and the enveloping range of divine consciousness was five miles away.
Except for the three elders, who only had a one-mile divine sense range in the middle of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the remaining seven elders and eight elders were only in the early stage of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
The range of their divine consciousness is only a hundred meters.
A hundred meters is insignificant for this forty-mile forest.
"Let's go, look for it separately, and if I find it, I will send a signal immediately. That Wang Feng is extremely weird, and his strength is definitely not something we can compete with!"
The three elders gritted their teeth and spoke, and then the three of them dispersed.
The elder of the Wang family didn't walk for long, and two people flew behind him, and it was the elder of the Zhao family.
Not only that, but there are people coming from all directions.
If the previous city-wide wanted warrant made these small family elders a little curious, then last night, Wang Feng killed two elders of the Wang family in a row and seriously injured one, which made them think differently.
Such a terrifying person, the exercises in their hands make them have to covet it.
has been suppressed by the three major families for so many years, and the fragile ones have completely declined. And none of the families that survived tenaciously had a peaceful heart.
The battle has inadvertently escalated to the Xuanyuan period, and it has also escalated to the intrigue between families.
Of course, Wang Feng didn't care about this, a small family, and only two Xuanyuan late stage were killed, so there was nothing to fear in his eyes.
He was now moving around the forest, glancing back behind him from time to time.
Finally, Wang Feng followed the clone for nearly ten miles before he stopped. Cautiously ambushed behind a thick tree where two people hugged each other.
The clone of life wanders around, attracting attention. He turned over his hand and took out a mysterious weapon, concentrating and calming down.
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