Miyamoto Musashi and the other six people did not give Wu Yong much time to plan.
After they were distributed in a hexagonal formation.
He shouted loudly at the same time.
They each took action and flew towards Wu Yong.
Miyamoto Musashi was good at ninjutsu, and he created twenty-four clones.
The twenty-four clones use different weapons.
Some use darts, some use knives, some use swords, etc.
Their body size is no different from Miyamoto Musashi.
Twenty-four appeared at the same time, making it impossible to tell which one was the real one.
The whole audience was dazzled.
“A lot of Miyamoto Musashi!”
"Yes, which one is true!"
"That's awesome!"
When Wu Yong saw this, his eyes also shrank.
He has always been very experienced in dealing with illusions such as clones.
The Chaos God opened.
No matter how powerful he is, Wu Yong has to see through him.
But Miyamoto Musashi's clone is obviously different.
After Wu Yong used the Chaos God to look at it, he found that the ideal scene did not appear. There were still twenty-four that were difficult to distinguish.
"His clone should be the same as his main body. It is probably his unique skill." Wu Yong thought to himself: "This move is indeed extraordinary. The strength of the twenty-four is above the divine realm. If I hadn't made another breakthrough,
I’m afraid I’m not his perfect general.”
Jie Jie Jie.
"Miyamoto-kun, your clone skills have improved again, but my swordsmanship is not bad either." Shenyou Tailmen was in the other corner, he laughed heartily, and then he put one hand on his waist.
There is nothing in the waist of God Bless Tailgate.
What he did was to draw the sword.
Swish.
Following his movements, a long sword condensed with true energy suddenly appeared in his hand out of thin air.
This sword is covered in blood.
There are three blood grooves on the sword blade.
The appearance is quite eye-catching.
Shenyou Tailmen shouted: "My sword is called blood light. Whenever you leave the body, you will see the blood light and kill!"
During the conversation.
He waved his sword, and the sky was instantly filled with blood-red color.
In a blink of an eye.
The entire coast is occupied by blood red.
From a distance, it looks like purgatory.
The military personnel lamented from a distance: "Senior God Bless's blood has been stained with countless amounts of blood over the past hundred years. As soon as it was unsheathed, the sea of blood surged into the sky. Even though we were so far away, we could smell the clear smell of blood. It was terrible.
!”
The other four people also used their own unique skills.
Everything within a radius of a hundred miles was enveloped by a powerful aura.
Even breathing becomes difficult for ordinary people.
"Well done!"
Wu Yong shouted loudly and without any hesitation, he immediately mobilized his whole body's true energy and pushed the Chaos Art to the extreme.
Crackling.
There was a loud noise coming from his body.
The body expands rapidly like air.
Soon Wu Yong also became a giant.
The clothes on his body were torn, but with the real energy around him protecting him, he wouldn't be exposed.
"Come out, ghosts!"
After several wars.
There are not many ghosts left in the yin and yang gourd.
But those who remain are also the "elites".
Wu Yong opened the door, released them, and ordered them to hold down the four who were slightly inferior in cultivation.
"Look at the knife again!"
Immediately afterwards.
Wu Yong took out the demon sword Muramasa again, and the cold sword energy pierced the sky. This demon sword that had caused countless storms appeared in the world again.
The next moment.
The demon sword Muramasa was thrown out by Wu Yong and faced the sword light at the tail gate of Shenyou.
Ghosts and spirits.
Knives and swords.
Soon they were intertwined.
Wu Yong, on the other hand, pointed directly at Miyamoto Musashi.
Miyamoto Musashi has 4 clones.
He poses the greatest threat.
So Wu Yong needs to get rid of him first.
"Destroy the Godly Spear!"
Use special moves one after another to drag down others.
Wu Yong shouted angrily and used the God-Destroying Spear again.
The God-Destroying Spear once rivaled Luojiachuan and swept through the masters of major families.
It's just that the last time Wu Yong used it, his own strength was still a bit weak, so he reluctantly used it and suffered a backlash.
It's different now.
After two months of dedicated training, Wu Yong has become stronger, his meridians have stronger endurance, and the true energy in his body has become stronger.
When it comes to using the Destroying Divine Spear again, Wu Yong appears to be very handy.
I saw that his whole body was radiating light.
Suddenly the body disappeared.
Transformed into a giant spear.
The spear is more than ten meters long.
Suspended in the air, like a giant dragon.
"Look at the gun!"
After condensation and forming.
Wu Yong did not hesitate, turned into a ray of silver light, and rushed towards Miyamoto Musashi's clone.
The clone that came forward first was holding a large sword.
His hair is flying.
He slashed hard with his knife.
Boom.
A clash of guns and knives.
First there was a loud noise in the air, and then the sky was filled with sparks caused by the collision.
A contest between masters who transcend the realm of gods.
Every move has the power to cause landslides and earth-shattering.
Everyone felt their eyes flashing, their ears buzzing, and their heads were shaken a little dizzy.
Wait until they react and look again.
I saw that the knife in Miyamoto Musashi's clone hand had been broken into two pieces.
His clone's chest was also pierced by a spear.
Whoosh!
Two seconds later.
The clone disappeared on the spot.
There are only twenty-three left.
"now you!"
The gunfire of the God-Destroying Gun remained unabated and quickly locked onto the nearest clone.
Shit.
He rushed over again.
The clone also used all its strength to resist.
But obviously his strength is far from that of Wu Yong.
Another blow to defeat.
Miyamoto Musashi instantly broke into two clones.
The other clones all looked horrified.
"Use all your strength at the same time, don't give him a chance to defeat them one by one!"
Almost at the same time, the clones said in unison.
They formed a circle and shot towards Wu Yong's incarnation of the God-Destroying Gun.
Twenty-three clones that transcend the divine realm.
The power of working together.
Comparable to a nuclear explosion.
After Wu Yong went up to meet him, there was a constant rumble in the air. In response to the rest of the fighting around him, the entire coastline was trembling.
Lian Qinglong is a well-informed super master.
Everyone looked a little horrified.
"It's so shocking! It's really shocking! I have never seen so many super strong people fighting together. This kind of scene has probably not happened in a hundred years!" Qinglong said.
"You'd better stop feeling emotional and take a look. How is Wu Yong? Will he lose? Why did he become a gun? Can he become a human again?" Zhang Jinyun said nervously.
"Don't worry, Senior Wu will definitely not lose. As for turning into a gun you mentioned, that is Senior Wu's unique skill. Two months ago, Senior Wu used this trick to kill the Japanese swordsman Luo Jiachuan.
I'm beaten to pieces. Hehe, I can't say whether I can turn back into a human being." Jiehe said with a smile, he didn't seem to be nervous about Wu Yong at all.
Zhang Jinyun was dissatisfied when he saw this.
She twisted Monk Jie'an's arm and said, "So many people are surrounding him, and you still laugh. Uncle Jie'an, do you still have a conscience?"
Jie Ai cried out in pain, "It hurts, it hurts, let go quickly. I'm laughing because Senior Wu is about to win. If you don't believe it, look at it, I bet his broken clones will never last five minutes."
Tsk la.
The monk Jie Ang just finished speaking.
Wu Yong's God-Destroying Spear passed through the chest of a clone again. (To be continued)