On the battlefield, Xiao Yi's body was suddenly divided into eight parts. Each part was extremely real, as if they were made of flesh and blood, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity.
As fast as lightning, they all rushed towards Jiang Ye and the purple-haired old man, and instantly surrounded them.
"Oh my god, what kind of martial arts is that? Could it be an illusion?"
"No, the illusion can't be that real. Could it be that this is the legendary clone? However, this kind of power can only be controlled by the strong ones in the Martial King Realm. How could it appear in the body of a True Qi Realm warrior?" Under the battle platform.
, all the warriors were stunned by the scene before them.
, some couldn’t believe their eyes.
Even the Eighth Prince and Luo Zhan couldn't help but tremble suddenly, their eyes full of shock.
They actually couldn't tell which of the eight figures was Xiao Yi's true body. If they encountered such an attack, there would be nothing they could do.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
In a flash of lightning, eight figures of Xiao Yi appeared beside Jiang Ye and the purple-haired old man.
Their palms bloomed with green divine light, and wind dragons tens of feet long rushed out from them, roaring towards the two powerful men with their teeth and claws.
"not good.""
"What kind of martial arts is this? Could it be that it is really a clone?" The expressions of Jiang Ye and the purple-haired old man suddenly changed, and their hearts were extremely horrified.
Even if they were stronger than them, they still couldn't tell Xiao Yi's true identity at this time.
What's even more terrifying is that even the eight wind dragons displayed by Xiao Yi are extremely real and don't look like false attacks at all.
This is the magic of "Phantom Body Technique", it can confuse the enemy's spirit by confusing the fake with the real.
"kill!"
"So what if we can't tell his true identity, just kill them all." Jiang Ye and the purple-haired old man immediately regained their composure after a brief shock.
They all activated the strongest power in their bodies and faced the eight wind dragons.
Roar.
Behind Jiang Ye, a thirty-foot-tall flaming tiger appeared, releasing extremely hot flames from its entire body and attacking the eight wind dragons indiscriminately.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Thick bolts of lightning shot out from the purple-haired old man's body, condensing seven or forty-nine thunder and lightning swords, and all slashed at Xiao Yi.
There was a loud bang.
Violent power suddenly raged above the Zijin Battle Platform, and everyone within a few hundred feet was drowned by the dazzling divine light.
Everyone held their breath, not even daring to breathe out, and stared fixedly at the fighting platform.
ah!
Suddenly, a burst of shrill screams came from the top of the battle platform, which sounded horrifying.
I saw a bright blood hole appeared in Jiang Ye's chest, and even his heart was broken into pieces, with blood constantly spurting out.
Xiao Yi's figure appeared behind him at some point and dealt him a fatal blow.
"You..." Jiang Ye's eyes were full of fear and despair, staring at Xiao Yi as if he were looking at a monster.
Just now, he had obviously used all his strength to blast away all Xiao Yi's phantoms.
However, it still couldn't hit his true body.
By the time he noticed Xiao Yi approaching him, it was already too late.
"Sending you on your way." Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with coldness, and the index finger of his right hand pointed forward, immediately piercing Jiang Ye's temple.
ah!
Jiang Ye opened his eyes wide, with a look of reluctance on his face, and died with hatred like this.
A strong man at the third level of Wuhou died in Xiao Yi's hands without even a chance to escape.
This scene shocked everyone.
They all opened their mouths wide, their expressions were extremely shocked, and they were speechless for a long time.
"How could the Daxuan Dynasty give birth to a freak like you?" A few dozen feet away, the purple-haired old man said with a trembling voice, his eyes full of disbelief.
Anyone who can kill a powerful person in the third level of Wuhou in the True Qi Realm can definitely be called a peerless genius.
Such people are extremely rare even in the Tai'a Dynasty, let alone the Daxuan Dynasty.
Therefore, the purple-haired old man found it difficult to accept the fact before him.
"Aren't you going to run away?" Purple light burst out from Xiao Yi's eyes, and he glanced at the purple-haired old man.
"Hmph! I'm not good at protecting the Lord. Even if I escape, I will die. Today, even if I can't kill you, I will make you pay a heavy price." The expression of the purple-haired old man suddenly became extremely ferocious, and his whole aura suddenly increased.
A lot.
At this moment, he actually used a secret method to consume lifespan, which suddenly increased his combat power several times.
"die."
The purple-haired old man looked like a demon, his whole face turned red, and a twenty-foot-long war sword appeared behind him, with blood-colored thunder and lightning entwining it, and he slashed towards Xiao Yi quickly.
At the same time, he released lightning all over his body, which condensed into hundreds of thunder and lightning swords, densely covering Xiao Yi's body.
Whoosh.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Xiao Yi not only did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to attack.
He pushed the power of the Sky-Swallowing Dragon Body to the extreme, and his whole body was bathed in purple divine light, like a god descending to earth.
At the same time, he also used the true meaning of the meteor and the true meaning of the wind dragon at the same time, and killed them forward.
Rumble.
In an instant, the entire purple gold battle platform trembled, and the air exploded violently.
Xiao Yi's body seemed to turn into a purple meteor, surrounded by green wind dragons, and hit those thunder and lightning swords hard.
smack smack smack.
The deafening sound immediately echoed in everyone's ears.
The thunder and lightning swords exploded under Xiao Yi's impact and dissipated into the void.
But Xiao Yi's body still rushed forward without being affected at all.
There was a loud bang.
Finally, he collided with the sword that was emitting bloody lightning, causing waves of snow-white air to appear in the void.
"No!"
Suddenly, the purple-haired old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of horror.
Under Xiao Yi's bombardment, huge cracks soon appeared in the bloody sword, and finally it shattered in the air.
"It's over." After Xiao Yi shattered the sword, the wind dragons around his body also dissipated, and his whole body became dim.
Even so, his speed was still very fast, like a bolt of lightning flashing across the sky, he appeared next to the purple-haired old man in an instant.
The purple-haired old man's face was extremely pale, and he looked depressed.
After using that secret technique, all the power in his body had been drained, and he was completely unable to resist Xiao Yi.
"Heaven will kill me." The purple-haired old man shouted desperately in his heart.
Pfft.
The next moment, his head was split off by a sharp blast of energy, and he fell to the ground, completely dead.