Heavenly Demon Gu Yan did not attack Chen Fei's clone, because whether the clone was damaged or not would not affect Chen Fei in the slightest.
But if Chen Fei were injured, or even died and vanished from the Dao, then Chen Fei's clone would naturally disperse.
In the end, the clone's life and death were entirely determined by the main body.
Heavenly Demon Gu Yan's eyes were full of madness at this moment, his attitude toward mutual destruction incomparably resolute.
No matter how Gu Jun had defended just now, he had been unable to withstand the combined attack of Chen Fei and his clone. Since defending meant death anyway, he might as well attack without regard for anything else. Perhaps he could fight his way into a path of survival.
Chen Fei raised his eyes and looked at the Sky Palm Hammer crashing toward him. The Qian Yuan Sword in his hand did not change course at all, and the Night Demon War Soldier at his side likewise did not swing its sword to block Gu Yan's attack, continuing to attack alongside Chen Fei's main body.
Seeing Chen Fei's choice, Gu Yan's gaze grew increasingly gloomy, the savagery in his nature completely provoked.
Nearby, Gu Qi raised the Sky Palm Hammer in his hand and smashed it fiercely toward the stage.
This stage was about to give out. Gu Qi could sense that with perfect clarity.
As long as they held on a little longer, just a little longer, there would surely be a turning point.
Gu Qi could not help Gu Yan now. The only thing he could do was smash through this stage illusion.
In the distance, Qu Hongshan watched the scene and stopped stubbornly trying to attack Chen Fei's Past Self with the short dagger in