The purple-gold beast that flew out of Mr. Feng's body was the size of a house and looked like a crocodile.
Although it was huge in size, it was as fast as lightning. Its huge tail swept forward, and several strong men from the Hua family suddenly turned into blood mist.
This is Mr. Feng’s martial arts clone, the Purple Gold Divine Crocodile, which possesses 60% of its original combat power.
In front of this divine crocodile, the Martial King Realm warriors from the Hua family and Ge family were as if they were made of paper. They were vulnerable to a single blow and suffered heavy deaths in an instant.
In fact, these people were not controlled by Xiao Yi.
It was Mr. Feng himself who wanted to kill them all.
Because he didn't want anyone to stop him from killing Xiao Yi.
The warriors who were watching all felt chills running down their spines.
This Mr. Feng was so cold-blooded and ruthless. No matter whether they were friends or foes, he would kill them whenever he wanted. He simply treated them as if they were ants.
One can imagine how miserable Xiao Yi would end up if he fell into the hands of such a person.
"Not good." When Mr. Zhang and Mr. Lu saw Mr. Feng going towards Xiao Yi, their expressions changed greatly, and their brows were full of worry.
Although Xiao Yi's talent is extremely unparalleled, he has been poisoned by the evil god after all, and has little fighting power left. It is too difficult to defeat Mr. Feng.
"Lord Yang Ding, let me avenge you." Mr. Feng's expression became extremely ferocious, and terrible murderous intent surged out of his body. In the blink of an eye, he appeared dozens of feet away from Xiao Yi.
boom.
As soon as he came up, he used a terrifying imperial-level martial arts. Purple lightning shot out from the palm of his right hand, condensed into a huge palm, and slapped down from Xiao Yi's head.
"It's time to try the power of the Wanling Clone." Faced with this powerful blow, Xiao Yi looked very calm.
Originally, it was easy for him to kill Mr. Feng and others. After all, he already had the strength to fight Emperor Wu.
The reason why he chose to kill slowly was mainly to see the power of the dream clone and the all-spirit clone.
Buzz.
Between the lightning and stone fire, a dazzling golden divine light bloomed from Xiao Yi's body, covering an area of dozens of feet.
Everyone's eyes were so stabbed that it was difficult to open them.
Whoosh.
When the light disappeared, a tall and burly figure suddenly came into everyone's eyes and faced the giant thunder hand.
This figure is clearly Xiao Yi's all-spirit clone.
He was wearing a golden battle armor and his appearance was extremely handsome, but he was not like Xiao Yi. He was like a son of the sun descending from the mortal world.
There was a loud bang.
The next moment, a ball of golden divine fire spurted out from above the fist of Wanling's clone, and landed on top of the giant thunder hand.
The terrifying power immediately caused the giant thunder hand to shatter into pieces and dissipate into the void.
With just one punch, the imperial martial arts that Mr. Feng was so proud of was eliminated.
"Who is that person? How dare you interfere in my business." Mr. Feng couldn't help being shocked. He stared at Wan Ling's clone with anger gushing out of his eyes.
He never thought that at the critical moment, someone would come out to save Xiao Yi.
Moreover, this person's strength is not simple. He can actually neutralize his killing move. I'm afraid he won't be much weaker than him.
"Old man, with your little ability, you don't even have the qualifications to let me take action. It's enough for him to kill you." Xiao Yi glanced at Mr. Feng indifferently, his expression showing great disdain.
"Damn you bastard, you have been poisoned by the evil god, and you still dare to talk shamelessly in front of us. I don't care who you are. If you dare to stop me from killing Xiao Yi, you will only die." Mr. Feng's white hair fluttered in the wind, as if he had transformed.
For the sake of a demon god, he dodges and kills the clone of all spirits.
This time, he no longer retained any strength and directly used his bloodline divine power.
In an instant, twelve extremely sharp purple swords were thrust in front of Wanling's clone, trying to turn him into a hornet's nest.
hold head high.
At this moment, a high-pitched bird song suddenly came from the body of Wanling's clone.
The next moment, a huge bird claw emerged from behind Wanling's clone.
It exuded golden divine light from its entire body, carrying extremely hot divine fire, and faced those small purple swords.
Sizzle.
The two forces suddenly collided fiercely.
Within a radius of several hundred feet, the air was burned and twisted, as if it were in an oven.
"Impossible." Suddenly, Mr. Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and a ball of blood spurted out from his mouth.
His bloodline divine power was retreating steadily under the attack of the bird's claws. Huge cracks appeared on it, and it would be melted away at any time.
This frightened him so much that he quickly summoned the twelve small swords.
"Who are you? Do you really want to be an enemy of my God of War?" Mr. Feng's expression became more solemn than ever before, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.
Because the strength of the mysterious man in front of him was so terrifying that even he felt a huge threat.
"The Temple of War is nothing, I'm here to send you on your way today." Wan Ling's clone said in a calm voice, and with a flash of his body, he went to kill Mr. Feng.
"Block him for me." Mr. Feng shouted quickly.
roar.
The next moment, his martial arts clone, the purple-gold divine crocodile, appeared in front of him, waving its huge tail and sweeping towards the All Souls clone like a mountain.
There was a loud popping sound.
The arm of Wanling's clone suddenly turned into a golden wing, and the whole body was burning with golden divine fire. Like a god's sword, it suddenly split the divine crocodile in half.
"My clone." Mr. Feng's figure suddenly trembled, and his face became uglier than a dead person.
At this moment, he was completely shocked by the power of the All Souls Clone, and he couldn't help but have the idea of escaping from here.
The opponent easily destroyed his martial arts clone.
Even if he goes all out, he can't be his opponent.
"Oh my God! It turns out that Xiao Yi has brought such a powerful helper, no wonder he dares to be so confident."
"The strength of this mysterious man is really terrifying. Unless a strong man at the Saint Son level takes action, no one can do anything to him." The warriors who were watching were all shocked.
If they knew that this mysterious man was just a clone of Xiao Yi, they would probably be frightened into silence.
"Old man, for the sake of helping me kill so many enemies, I'll give you a treat." With a thought in his mind, Xiao Yi activated his Wanling clone and swooped down from above Feng Lao's head.
This guy not only wanted to kill himself, but also almost killed the Fifth Elder and Qiuxia.