Boom!
The battle had been utterly one-sided.
Very few people could contend with Jiang Qiao in close combat. Even when he had been Eighth Tier, he had once suppressed a Ninth Rank opponent at close quarters despite being a tier below.
This Mingzhou Prefecture City God was merely a clone, and was already far weaker than the original.
Now that Jiang Qiao had closed in.
He naturally had no ability to resist.
More and more prefectural soldiers gathered around them, having completely formed the grand formation and surrounded the two of them in the center.
"Have you gone mad?"
The Mingzhou Prefecture City God spat blood.
Incredulous.
"These prefectural soldiers are the guardian yin soldiers of the City God Temple. Once gathered, the grand formation can mobilize the incense aura of the entire city. Are you really going to just watch them complete the formation?"
"Aren't you afraid they'll turn on you and kill you?"
He could not understand.
He could not imagine it.
Jiang Qiao was actually willing to plunge himself into a potential crisis just to kill one of his clones.
Why?
"Don't ask."
"Even if you do, I won't tell you."
Jiang Qiao smiled faintly and swung his fist again!
Boom!
The Mingzhou Prefecture City God's chest shattered.
The blue-gray incense aura immediately began circulating, repairing the wound. However, some of it also leaked out and dissipated into the air. Although it could still heal the injury for now, its speed had clearly slowed compared to earlier.
The incense aura had also grown somewhat thin.
Exhaustion!
This body of his had been condensed from incense aura. Jiang Qiao kept injuring it, and it kept repairing itself, yet it could not replenish its reserves in someone else's territory. The more it used, the less remained, and it was