You have a good chance, I accept it.

Seeing Wang Feng being besieged by three clones to the point where he couldn't even hope to fight back, Ye Lin could only stand quietly and watch the drama.

Now he doesn't have to do anything, just watch quietly.

This is the reason why he has never used his clones to fight against the enemy. It cannot achieve the effect of training himself at all.

And no matter how you look at it, the clone is still an external force.

But this time, it was Wang Feng who didn't follow the rules first. Since you don't follow the rules, don't blame me for not following the rules.

"Get out of here, get out of here."

Wang Feng, who was being chased and blocked by three people, yelled angrily. This was the first time he had lost his composure since being unblocked.

He was originally full of confidence, but he unexpectedly met a madman who practiced one qi to transform the three pure beings.

If you can't afford to offend yourself, why can't you run away?

But who would have thought that among these three clones, one has been practicing for a long time, one has a terrifyingly strong soul, and one has practiced the most offensive sword.

One for control, one for interference, and one for main attack.

At this time, he couldn't even run.

"Turn back time."

Wuwang pointed his finger and saw that Wang Feng's aura in the distance was continuously retreating, and his aura was changing from strong to weak.

"Damn it, just die."

Just when Wang Feng was about to take action, the next moment he felt as if his soul had been hit hard. His whole body continued to retreat, and his face suddenly became extremely pale.

Lin Xian just looked at him with a smile, his eyes constantly exuding divine light.

This made Wang Feng even more angry. Every time he wanted to take action, the person in front of him would give him a soul attack, causing the immortal power that had finally been gathered to dissipate instantly.

His strength requires the mobilization of the soul, which is the foundation of life.

His soul was severely damaged, so naturally he couldn't do anything even if he wanted to.

In a short period of time, Wang Feng's cultivation level dropped to the peak of a true immortal, and it was still retreating.

Turning back time with one hand, Wang Feng's physical condition continued to deteriorate.

If it were an ordinary true immortal cultivator, his level might have fallen to that of a heavenly immortal.

The fact that he is still so strong now is also due to his extremely strong foundation and accumulated heritage.

"cut."

Xiaoyao held a three-foot green-edged sword and slashed out with a sword. The sword flashed and one of Wang Feng's arms was directly chopped into pieces by the sword.

"You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die."

How aloof and condescending he was before, now he is in such a state of embarrassment.

Wang Feng now doesn't have the aloof attitude he had before, as if he had everything under control.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground more like a bereaved dog, his breath was extremely weak, and even taking action was a luxury.

At this time, Ye Lin came to the center and looked at Wang Feng quietly like a dog.

"Is this the so-called ancient evildoer? A genius that even Taiyi Golden Immortal looks down upon? Are you talking about it?"

Seeing Wang Fengyelin who was in extreme embarrassment in front of him, he couldn't help but complain.

Is this the unparalleled genius? It doesn’t look like much.

"Ye Lin, Ye Lin, if I want to kill you, I will kill you."

Wang Feng knelt in the void, looking at Ye Lin with a pair of eyes, filled with extreme madness.

"Turn back time."

The next moment, Wuwang snorted coldly. Wang Feng's cultivation level dropped directly to the late stage of True Immortal, and his other remaining arm was chopped into pieces by Xiaoyao's sword.

The original soul has already been filled with cracks, and the attacks from the soul are constantly shaking his soul.