Outside, the war has reached a fever pitch.

All the first-level clones were slaughtered by the elite disciples of the Wang family, but the Wang family was not comfortable, and the four third-level clones slaughtered the elite disciples of the Wang family as one-sidedly.

Big wave slash, burst flame fist, unequaled sword......

All sorts of occult techniques wreaked havoc around the inn, shattering the other courtyards and filling the air with smoke and dust.

It was a skirmish, but human life still seemed worthless.

In the face of four third-level clones, these elite disciples of the Spirit Gathering Period had no ability to resist at all, and they were slaughtered incessantly.

This is still the case above the sky, six fourth-level clones, facing a group of Xuanyuan periods, they still have a one-sided advantage in strength.

But the six fourth-level clones were not as easy as imagined, but more and more difficult.

For no other reason, in the midst of their battlefields, from time to time, a deadly flying sword would be secretly stretched out to take the heart of the clone.

The sword body was overflowing, Rao Shuan's clone was not injured, only death, after receiving two swords, his body gradually faded, like a candle in the wind.

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In the early days of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, a member of the Wang family was cut in half by a big wave of the clone, and even Shi Dan was blown up.

And this doppelganger's chest revealed a sword tip, and the body exploded.

On the battlefield, the first doppelganger of the late Xuanyuan Dynasty died!

Transparent shadows are like shadows hidden in the dark, constantly waiting for opportunities to find a fatal blow.

"This doppelganger is so weird, it didn't even have fatal injuries, and it even took three full attacks from a monk of the same realm to die?"

Wang Xing's body was transparent, looking up at the sky, his brows condensed slightly, and then his gaze fell on the fifth-level clone at the top of the inn.

Whether it is all the clones below and the clones being killed, or the level 3 and 4 clones being attacked and killed, the level 5 clones always look down indifferently like a king.

He has one of the biggest and most important tasks, and that is to protect Wang Feng!

All doppelgangers can die, even Jiang Heng and Wang Min can die, and the deity must not die!

This is his only directive.

It is also the supreme command of every doppelganger.

When a doppelganger dies, it can be resurrected in the system space, and once the deity dies, it means complete death.

Therefore, he has always stood at the top, and the divine consciousness of the Xuankong Period swept over every corner of the surrounding area.

The clone did not have any consciousness, only Wang Feng's fighting instinct, which was a state that was almost absolutely rational.

The divine consciousness of the Xuankong Period, if those assassins in the late Xuanyuan period did not burst out with spiritual power fluctuations, it would still be difficult to detect. The position he was standing in was definitely the most exposed, and likewise, there were no dead spots around, and it was empty, and it was also the safest.

At the very least, the invisible Assassins couldn't approach him quietly.

That's enough!

"Ding, three fourth-level clones died, and they automatically returned to the system space. ”

In the room, the crisp prompt sound of the system sounded again, and Wang Feng turned a deaf ear.

He had fallen into a state of madness, constantly trying to descend on the doppelganger, but each time, he was pulled back by a wave of sharp pain from his internal organs.

"I'm going to make it, I'm going to be able to ......"

Like a low roar from the demonic abyss, it kept silently reciting in Wang Feng's mouth, mixed with blood spilling out, and it looked a little eerie in this messy room.

He didn't even notice that the internal organs in his body had begun to slowly decompose after he knew when it would be completely healed.

It's time for the second stage!

Wang Feng's mind was completely immersed in the battle between consciousness and pain, and he was unaware.

"This Wang Feng is really weird!"

In the distance, Zhao Feiyun, the ancestor of the Zhao family, squinted at this scene, his face was a little shocked.

"And the Wang family, there is such a terrifying strength hidden, the plot is not small!"

On the other side, the ancestor of the Lei family looked at it from a distance like thunder, and his face was cloudy.

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With the last palpitating sound, the only remaining fourth-level clone exploded.

At this point, all of Wang Feng's first-level clones, third-level clones, and fourth-level clones, except for the two who were guarding the inn to protect Jiang Heng and the others, were all wiped out.

And the Wang family is not much different, more than a hundred elite disciples died nearly seventy percent, fifteen Xuanyuan early stage, ten died, six Xuanyuan middle four died, even the three elders of the Wang family did not survive, and their heads were cut off.

One of the three Xuanyuan didn't die in the later period, but they were covered in scars, and the wolf was incomparable.

Under the clone's fierce and life-for-life style of fighting, even if they have shadow guards secretly helping, they are still covered in bruises.

"It's really the same as that Wang Feng, they are all crazy people!"

The second elder looked at the corpses all over him, and looked at the few diners left behind him, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

This loss once again made matters worse for his Wang family.

However, even so, they still failed to capture the inn.

The Xuankong clone standing on the top of the inn stared at them indifferently, and a powerful divine sense locked onto everyone.

This Xuankong period is immortal, and they have no possibility of killing Wang Feng at all.

Everyone's divine sense swept over the inn, and at this moment, Wang Feng was suffering a great deal of pain, and he seemed to be cultivating, and this was the best time for them to start.

In a corner.

"Young master, what should we do?" Wang Shu's figure flickered, and he said respectfully to Wang Xing.

"Everyone, storm the inn!"

Wang Xing's voice was so cold that he didn't have the slightest emotion.

"Yes!"

Wang Kill answered, and then led all the shadow guards to keep approaching the inn.

Night slowly fell, and the sky also darkened, and an invisible shadow guard kept moving, and its body was extremely dexterous, and there was not even a light breeze in the place where it passed.

All the shadow guards started, and Wang Ying also moved.

He flipped over and took out a piece of yellow rune paper, and copied it densely with mysterious lines drawn one after another.

"Hidden spirit talisman, hide your own spiritual power fluctuation for ten breaths, it's enough!"

Wang Xing's face showed a look of pain, and he immediately slammed it on his right shoulder.

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When the spiritual power surged, the yellow rune paper caught fire when it saw the wind, and it burned violently all of a sudden, and disappeared on him in an instant.

All the spiritual power fluctuations on his body disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?"

Wang Xing used his spiritual power to use his spiritual power, and he was suddenly locked by the divine consciousness of the fifth-level clone, but the lock disappeared before it could be maintained for a moment.

Disappeared from Consciousness Lock!

The figure and spiritual power are all gone!

As soon as the clone wanted to make a move, seven flying swords suddenly shot out from below, seven flying swords, seven directions, directly blocking all the positions of the fifth-level clone.

There is no way to avoid it.

It's just that in the face of the Xuanyuan Period, the Xuankong Period doesn't need any evasion at all!

A thick film of light suddenly lit up on the body of the fifth-level clone, and he also gave up the idea of killing Wang Xing, and instead locked his divine sense on the source of the seven flying swords.

Seven monks of the late Xuanyuan period!

Raising his hand, the fifth-level clone looked indifferent, and suddenly slashed down diagonally!

Yellow Rank Mystery Technique, Big Wave Slash!

The power exerted by a yellow-level Xuan Technique in the hands of the Xuankong Period was absolutely terrifying, and a sword light as long as two hundred zhang swept down, and the target was the easternmost one.

There are the most people in the late Xuanyuan period, and there are four people!

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There was a loud roar between the heavens and the earth, and the entire ground shook violently, shaking the inn and almost collapsing.

In a huge cloud of smoke and dust, the remnants of ten stumps were displayed in a ravine that was a hundred feet long.

Four in the late Xuanyuan period, and six in the middle of the Xuanyuan period, also suffered from the pond fish and died.

In the hands of the Xuankong Period, a single attack of the Yellow Rank Xuan Technique can also play the effect of indiscriminate group killing.

After killing these people, the clone divine consciousness scanned the surroundings to no avail, and suddenly bowed his body, and the mysterious weapon in his hand fell suddenly, smashing the roof, and carrying him through the room on the third floor, directly into the second floor.

Wang Feng himself was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was hideous, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and his body was full of a violent and manic aura.

Just looking at it, there is a sense of fear.

"Wang Feng, an out-of-body incarnation technique, wait for me to destroy your dantian, see if you can still cultivate!" A grim voice suddenly sounded in the air, and a sword tip suddenly appeared not far from Wang Feng's dantian.

At the tip of the sword, violent spiritual power was raging.

A sword pointed directly at Wang Feng's dantian.

This time it can be said that it is not vicious, and the destruction of the monk's dantian means that the cultivation is abolished.

Since knowing that Wang Feng was not dead after being pierced through the heart three times and twice, Wang Xing had already begun to calculate the method of assassinating Wang Feng. Although destroying the dantian can't kill him, it can completely destroy the opponent's cultivation.

Wang Feng, who has no cultivation, is just a tiger with his teeth extracted, and no matter how good the exercises are, it will not help.

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The roof exploded, and the fifth-level doppelganger's mysterious weapon pointed directly at Wang Xing's sword, but it was still a little late.

"I can do it, I can do it!"

Wang Feng, who was muttering, was awakened by a strong crisis, which made him suddenly raise his eyes and stare at him.

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This stare was mixed with all his hatred, as well as the pain of inhuman torture, and the violence and mania in his heart were all vented.

In an instant, they all rushed into Wang Xing's mind.

"What kind of eyes is this?"

Facing Wang Feng's hideous and distorted face, Wang Xing only felt a buzz in his head, and his eyes went dark.

This tyrannical aura shook his consciousness into chaos, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but slow down by half a minute.

It's just this half point, but it allows the doppelganger to catch up.

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The tip of the sword collided with the body of the sword, and the entire ground on the second floor shattered, no, the entire inn collapsed after a series of impacts.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for being promoted to the Spirit Burial Period, and the system comes with a non-grade mystical skill: Rulai Divine Palm. ”

In a huge rumbling sound, a crisp and pleasant system prompt sound sounded in Wang Feng's ears.

The sound was not loud, but in the chaos of smoke and bricks in the sky, it was like a heavenly sound.

At the same time, with the last healing of the heart in his body, a terrifying aura that seemed to have torn the world suddenly emanated from his body.

Physical cultivation, the period of spiritual burial, has finally arrived!

PS: By the way, the group number of this book: 216594526, hehe, Shang Qian, welcome all Taoist friends.