"Bang!"
Under the bombardment of the three-headed and six-armed spirit, the last figure of Yan Buqi was also shattered in an instant.
The whole audience was in uproar, especially the women who supported Yan Buqi, who screamed continuously and were extremely sad. Some of them fainted on the spot.
What a good handsome man, he was beaten into pieces like this, it was really a waste of talent!
Compared with the restlessness in the audience, Han Feiyang on the stage was not happy at all.
Because when the spirit shadow hit Yan Buqi, the other party did not explode as a corpse, but a group of air.
In other words, the last Yan Buqi left just now was also a clone!
If the nine figures just now were clones, then where was the real body?
Just as Han Feiyang frowned and wondered, he felt his scalp suddenly jump, and a sense of crisis suddenly came over him.
Han Feiyang subconsciously looked up and saw Yan Buqi holding a folding fan, diving down with his head down and his feet up.
Silently, but with the momentum of a meteor falling to the ground.
The front end of the folding fan in his hand is a half-sword tip, sharp and aggressive.
"Looking for death!"
Han Feiyang reacted quickly, and at the moment when Yan Buqi dived down, he slapped his palms directly on his head.
The powerful master's aura burst out instantly, and blasted up like a landslide and tsunami.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
The body of Yan Buqi, who attacked by surprise, exploded and dissipated into airflow.
"Fake?"
Han Feiyang was slightly startled, a little unexpected.
The sense of crisis just now was completely different from before, how could it be a clone?
"Clang!"
A sound of metal collision sounded behind him.
Yan Buqi had flashed behind Han Feiyang without knowing when, and stabbed Han Feiyang's back fiercely with the folding fan with the tip of the sword in his hand.
However, the expected scene of a sword piercing the heart did not appear. When the tip of the sword cut through Han Feiyang's clothes and touched his skin, it was blocked by a layer of protective qi.
Few people know that the Four Symbols of the Gods is not only a method of attack, but also very powerful in defense.
Once it is performed, it can be said to be invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and has no weaknesses.
A sneak attack of this degree can be done without injury.
"It's not that easy."
When Han Feiyang turned around, Yan Buqi had already withdrawn and quickly opened up the distance.
Just now, he used the clone technique and deceived Han Feiyang through superb skills, but he was unable to break the defense of the Four Symbols of the Gods due to his lack of hard power.
It can only be said that it is a pity.
"Not dead? Yan Buqi is not dead?"
"Not only is he not dead, but he almost hurt Han Feiyang. This guy is really not simple!"
"Real and fake, true and false, it is incredible to be able to use the clone technique to this level!"
"..."
Everything happened very quickly just now. Yan Buqi used his clone to deceive Han Feiyang twice, and finally created an opportunity for a sneak attack.
Although it did not succeed, this kind of combat awareness and combat IQ are really admirable.
"You... are very good!"
Han Feiyang looked back at his pierced clothes, and then cast his eyes on Yan Buqi again, with a bit more murderous spirit between his eyebrows: "You were just a little bit away from hurting me, but unfortunately this distance is an insurmountable gap."
He had to admit that Yan Buqi was indeed powerful. If he had not broken through the realm, it would not be easy for him to deal with him.
But now it is different.
No matter how powerful Yan Buqi is, how mysterious his body movements are, and how profound his unique skills are, he is only a grandmaster after all.
And he is an ultimate grandmaster.
A difference of one word, but a thousand miles away.
With his current cultivation, as long as he activates the Four Symbols of the Gods, Yan Buqi can't break through his defense at all.
This is the gap between the two.
From the beginning of the battle, he has been invincible.
"You seem to be much stronger than yesterday. It seems that you have successfully broken through. You must have paid a big price, right?" Yan Buqi's eyes seemed to have a light flashing.
Compared with yesterday, Han Feiyang now has a completely different momentum.
"Good eyesight, but you are wrong about one thing. My breakthrough was a natural result without any obstacles. It's just a few days ahead of time." Han Feiyang said lightly.
"Then congratulations." Yan Buqi smiled slightly: "But even if you break through, it's not easy to win the championship."
"You don't have to worry about whether you can win the championship. Since you know the gap between us, you should be more sensible and take the initiative to admit defeat. It will be good for both you and me." Han Feiyang began to persuade him to surrender.
If it were an ordinary warrior, he would not bother to talk nonsense and would just raise his hand to suppress him.
But Yan Buqi is different. He uses the clone technique to perfection. If he wants to deal with the opponent, he will probably have to use some tricks.
Today he has a tough battle with Hong Juding, and he doesn't want to waste too much energy on Yan Buqi.
"It would be too embarrassing to admit defeat."
Yan Buqi smiled and said: "Although I can't beat you, I also want to see with my own eyes how powerful the killer move of the Four Symbols of the Gods is?"
"If you want to see my killer move, you have to bet your life. The question is, can you afford to lose?" Han Feiyang asked coldly.
"I want to try." Yan Buqi said with a smile.
"Okay! Since you insist on seeking your own death, I will fulfill your wish today!" Han Feiyang's eyes turned cold, and he finally got angry.
There was no grudge between the two parties, and he didn't want to kill.
But the person in front of him didn't know how to appreciate it, so don't blame him for being cruel! - Marinien
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