1070: C1070 Eliminate the Clone

C1070 Eliminate the Clone

Lee Wenyan's eyes darkened slightly. He stared at the three 'Yama' who had the exact same Qi, appearance, and strength. His expression was solemn, "It really is an illusion. It is hard to tell if it is real or fake."

This was the first time he had faced such a technique. He didn't have any combat experience or experience, so he couldn't tell which one was the real Yama and which one was the real Yama.

Lee San and the others who were watching in the dark were also panic-stricken.

"This... Why did the Yama suddenly become three?"

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

On the other hand, the subordinates of King Yama all revealed looks of ecstasy, "Mister Deacon's means are really amazing, it's not something we can imagine!"

"Hahaha!" Yama laughed maniacally, "Are you afraid now? Now that it's three against one, do you still have the confidence to defeat me?"

"Hmph! Even if you try to act mysterious, I can still kill you!" Lee Wenyan took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm. Immediately, the Judge Brush in his hand flew out.

"Sou!"

The Judge Brush was like a ray of light flashing in the air as it flew towards one of the Yama Kings.

"Hmph, a petty trick!" That Yama immediately raised his palm, and a powerful spiritual energy burst out from his palm, bombarding the Judge Brush.

"Bang!"

A loud explosive sound was heard, and a wave of energy swept across the place. The Judge Brush bounced back and flew away.

"Not good!" Lee Wenyan felt that something was wrong. "Damn it! His clone could actually display the same strength as his real body?"

His heart sank. The moment the Judge Brush collided with Yama, he could feel that the Judge Brush had encountered a powerful force, as if it was the same as the true Yama.

This made him puzzled and shocked. Soul Master's clone was indeed powerful, but it wasn't a real clone like a Spirit Separating Stage. It was just a few illusions.

Logically speaking, the phantom should only have half of the true body's power, or even a fraction of the true body's power.

However, just now, Lee Wenyan had felt that the true and false Yama was no weaker than the true Yama.

"Could it be that the real Yama was just now?" Lee Wenyan's heart was filled with doubt, but just as he thought of this, he rejected the idea. "No! It shouldn't be that simple. If that was his true body just now... Then, he should have shattered the Judge Brush into pieces, although with his strength, he definitely wouldn't be able to do it to such an extent. However, I will return the favor. I have destroyed his Death God's Scythe. There is no reason for him to let go of my Judge Brush. "

A thought flashed through his mind, but he couldn't figure out the strangeness and strangeness of it in such a short period of time.

In the end, he did not have the experience of fighting Soul Master. He could only judge based on his past experience.

"It seems like it was his clone just now, but why is his clone so powerful? Could this be the power of his illusory clone?" Another thought flashed through Lee Wenyan's mind.

"I don't care anymore. I can only test it out a few times to find out the weakness of an illusion!"

Every move had its weakness. Even the phantom clone would not be an exception. As long as he could find the flaw of Yama's attack, he would have the chance to defeat him.

Thinking of this, Lee Wenyan crossed his arms, and his ten fingers flew out, forming a seal. A faint dark golden seal condensed, and his ten fingers flew in the air, pointing at the void.

The complicated seal immediately spread out, forming a huge talisman that covered the space around Yama.

The talisman was huge, and it covered a radius of more than ten meters. Yama didn't even have a chance to dodge it.

"What is this thing?" Yama looked at the talisman in shock and confusion.

Lee Wenyan sneered, "The way to find your weakness!"

His Inheritance came from Xiahou Jie. Xiahou Jie was a priest, and the martial arts he practiced was a combination of the Maoshan and the Dao. It was also created by Xiahou Jie himself.2

The Dao talisman he used just now was a type of Daoist's technique. By controlling the weather's spiritual energy and the position of Yin and Yang, it could create an advantageous battle environment for him, and he could detect the enemy's weak points as soon as he attacked.

For example, when the enemy attacked, the changes in their Qi and any slight movements could be sensed by the Dao talisman at the first moment, and it could be sent back to Lee Wenyan.

Of course, the requirements to use this Dao talisman were very strict. It could only be used after one reached the Spiritual Master.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

One of the Yama's cold voice was filled with disdain, and he took the initiative to attack first. He struck out with his Rakshasa's Nether Palm, and attacked his opponent.

Lee Wenyan did not panic. He used the Spiritual Sense to control the Judge Brush to meet the attack. At the same time, he used his true body to counter the attack, observing the changes in the talisman.

"The Qi of the attack hasn't changed. It has always been steady, and the trajectory is correct. It doesn't seem to be the true body."

If any martial artist were to fight, their aura would undergo subtle changes. For example, when they used their martial arts, their aura would be slightly stronger than usual.

As for this "Yama" who was fighting Lee Wenyan, his aura was the same as before. It didn't change at all, as if he was a puppet that was controlling it.

"Swoosh!"

The Judge Brush flashed and spun in the air. It then pierced through the air in a straight line and smashed into the body of' Yama '.

"Bang!"

"'Yama' threw himself forward and flew away. As if nothing had happened, he got up from the ground and stared coldly at the Judge Brush in the air. "This annoying thing is going to be destroyed!"

"Hmph! A clone, where did all the nonsense come from? Watch my move!" Lee Wenyan's eyes were as bright as torches. He waved his ten fingers, and a large dark golden handprint rapidly condensed in his hands. After that, the handprint ruthlessly smashed towards "Yama."

"Sizzle sizzle!"

The golden handprint moved quickly in the air. Terrifying energy swept across the space, and a scorching hot aura seemed to want to tear the space apart.

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, the handprint smashed heavily on the body of 'Yama', who had just stood up.

Along with a loud boom, the energy of the golden handprint exploded out instantly, causing a terrifying whirlpool to appear. Wild gales raged, and airwaves howled, swallowing 'Yama' within.

Crack! Crack!

"Ah..." "AH..." Following a miserable scream, the figure of Yama, who was in the middle of the storm, was destroyed and turned into nothingness.

"Pcht! Pcht!"

An hour later, not far away, Yama, who was fighting with the Judge Brush, suddenly froze and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"As expected!" Lee Wenyan let out a snort. The corner of his mouth curled up into a cold smile as he retracted his hand. He looked at Yama, who was coughing out blood, and said, "As expected, that was just a clone."

Yama, who was coughing out blood, became furious, "You, how did you sense it?"

"Hehe, as long as a martial artist attacks, there will definitely be fluctuations in his aura. When the clone made a move just now, his aura did not fluctuate at all. How can it not be a clone? Furthermore, I was right. Once the clone is destroyed, the original body will also be injured. The clone that did not vomit blood by the side is no longer able to confuse me! "

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