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 There was a flash of blue light. A blue lightning shield, like an inverted bowl, directly covered the entire ring. The energy waves generated by the explosions madly hit the blue shield. Like a surging wave, one wave after another, one after another, continuous. The blue shield kept trembling and shaking, and it lasted for several breaths before it finally stopped. The audience below the stage also breathed a sigh of relief, and was quite frightened. Fortunately, Zhang Qizheng reacted quickly, otherwise once the energy of the explosion just now poured out, they would probably be affected. You know, Han Feiyang is already an ultimate grandmaster, even if it's just a casual attack, it's enough to take someone's life. At this moment, on the ring. When everything settled, the situation had changed. Han Feiyang still stood majestically, full of momentum, his robes rustling, like a god descending to earth. The phantom of the god behind him was lifelike, wit...
 After making up his mind, Han Feiyang no longer hesitated and began to quickly build up his momentum. Powerful auras gushed out from the accupuncture points of his body. In an instant, his hair stood up, his robes rustled, and his whole body was full of light. The shadow of the god behind him became more solid, with clear features and full of majesty. Seeing this scene, Yan Buqi's expression instantly became serious. He knew that Han Feiyang was going to use a killing move. "Split!" Yan Buqi did not hesitate and immediately formed seals with both hands. His body shook violently and split into three in an instant. Then, the three figures shook again, and the three parts were directly divided into nine. The nine figures shook again, and the nine parts were twenty-seven. In just a blink of an eye, Yan Buqi actually transformed into twenty-seven clones! As soon as the twenty-seven clones appeared, Yan Buqi's breathing became obviously much heavier...