That slap thoroughly woke Wang Feng up. He had originally thought it was merely a deceptive trick, nothing more than a phantom, but he had never expected it to be real—and to possess considerable combat power.
What kind of technique was this?
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, Thunder Break."
The next instant, a thunderous sword radiance shot toward him. Mysterious flames that even he deeply feared burned atop that lightning sword radiance.
"Break."
Wang Feng raised his longblade and slashed out. The moment it collided with that terrifying thunder Sword Qi, the blade emitted waves of trembling hums, while blood continuously seeped from Wang Feng's arm.
Taking advantage of this opening, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox had already arrived overhead, its massive claw descending to envelop him.
"Demonization, Three Thousand Dao Tribulations."
Wang Feng let out a low roar, and shadowy figures appeared behind him, each one identical to himself.
Then, those phantoms actually stepped out of the illusion. Three figures identical to Wang Feng stood behind him in their entirety.
The three phantoms attacked together, actually sending the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox above them flying.
"Shatter."
Wang Feng twisted the longblade in his hand, and the thunder Sword Qi before him was directly smashed apart, dispersing into nothingness before his eyes.
"I admit that you have some skill, but that's all there is to it."
Three identical figures stood around Wang Feng as he looked at Ye Lin and spoke indifferently.
"Hmm?"
The instant Ye Lin saw those three phantoms, delight flashed across his face, only for his expression to quickly return to normal.
For an instant, he had thought Wang Feng had cultivated One Breath Becomes Three Purities as well. But upon closer inspection, it was nothing of the sort; it was vastly different from One Breath Becomes Three