A mob of clones

Chapter 879: The borrowed Cave Heaven Realm VS two people in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, a perfect combination of martial arts wins!
"Varied……"

Jiaochuan didn't even have time to finish the sentence in his mouth.

The fist in front of him grew bigger and bigger.

The huge fist smashed hard on the middle-aged man's nose with unparalleled power.

The sharp sound of bones breaking spread everywhere.

Blood gushed out forward like a fountain.

Previously, he had shown an invincible attitude in front of the hunting team.

The middle-aged man from Luofu Daze, who had repelled thousands of people with just a wave of his hand, was sent flying backwards dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string after being hit by this punch.

It crashed heavily into a huge rock, leaving a deep human-shaped imprint on it, before it barely stopped.

But it didn’t stop there.

The punch that just hit the middle-aged man made him feel as if he was suddenly hit by an ancient ferocious beast.

My head was buzzing, my vision was blurry, and I couldn't react for a moment.

However, when the scene in front of him came to his senses a little, another fist came at him.

He tried to hide but his whole body was embedded in the stone.

The man was not a genius, but when he was at the Blood Moving Realm, he could exert a force of 30,000 kilograms with a single swing of his arm.

It was just a huge rock. He activated the runes slightly to strengthen his body, and with the force of his arms, the surrounding stones were instantly crushed into stone powder.

But his movements were still slow.

A heavy fist hit his abdomen hard.

This punch was like a mountain crushing down on him.

The blow caused Jiaochuan's bones to creak all over his body, and he felt as if his internal organs were ruptured at this moment.

The boulder was blasted open.

Jiaochuan opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his figure continued to fly backwards.

This time, he crashed into the battlefield between two ferocious beasts.

The blood-soaked figure crashed right into the center of the two beasts' battle circle.

The two ferocious beasts were slightly stunned.

If this was the case with two powerful beasts, let alone the other people in the village.

The hunting team that was trapped in place by the fire of the middle-aged man in Luofu Lake almost popped their eyes out when they saw the powerful and perfect martial arts.

His face was full of disbelief.

The sound of swallowing even covered up the noise of the battle nearby.

"Xiao Wuhe, that's Xiao Wuhe, right?"

"I haven't seen him for a few days. How come he has become so powerful?!"

"The Blood Moving Realm, that's the Blood Moving Realm, that's right!"

"This kid has actually advanced to the blood-moving realm. My god, how old is he?"

"I think I'm only seven years old."

"Moreover, that power is so great that even I am ashamed of myself. It is definitely not just an ordinary blood-moving realm, but has reached the late stage of the blood-moving realm."

"And the magic you just performed is definitely not Master Ji Ling's magic."

"This kid must have other adventures outside!!!"

"No matter what, Xiao Wuhe has seriously injured the enemy, and the village is saved!"

……

Hearing the exclamations coming from the side, Wanmei Wuhe smiled slightly and looked at the clan leader who was quickly falling towards him. Seeing the shocked look on his face, he nodded slightly at him.

He spoke first without waiting for the head of his own family to say anything.

"Uncle Patriarch,"

"Leave that guy to me."

"I have a way to deal with him, but before that I want to borrow something from you."

After hearing Wanmei Wuhe's words, the Wu family's patriarch was confused, but he also understood that now was not the time to speak, so he nodded seriously.

"What do you want to borrow? A treasure?"

"If you need it, I can give it to you."

As he said this, he picked up the arm guard on his hand without any hesitation.

However, Wanmei Wuhe slightly stretched out his hand and denied it:
"No, it's not a Noble Phantasm that I want to borrow."

"Uncle Patriarch, I want to borrow your cave."

The clan leader: "Ah? The cave can also be borrowed?"

……

At this time, the middle-aged man came to Luofu Lake.

When Xuanyuan Turtle and Feijiao saw Jiaochuan suddenly rushing into the battlefield, they were even more confused.

In other words, neither beast can speak, otherwise I'm sure the superior and the inferior would have said something.

"What happened?"

However, when Fei Jiao saw the friendly forces blocking the way, he paused for a moment, but Xuanyuan Turtle did not hesitate.

They are all enemies anyway. If we fight one, we fight two. So we might as well fight together.

I saw it raising its arms and legs high in the air, and then its feet dropped from the sky like pillars supporting the sky.

Jiaochuan, who forced his way to the center of the battlefield between the two beasts, was trampled heavily into the water without any chance to react.

In an instant, the water surface, which was slightly white due to the air bubbles, was soaked in red.

Bright red blood spurted out, and an ordinary strong man or ferocious beast would be smashed to pieces by just this one blow.

Seeing this scene, the people in Wujiazhai couldn't help but become excited, with irrepressible joy in their eyes.

"Is that damn guy dead?!"

"As expected of you, Master Jiling!!!"

"Of course, Xiao Wuhe also contributed."

Not only the people from Wujiazhai, but also Jiao Peng, who was being held and standing there in the crowd at the back and couldn't move at all, couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief as he looked at the scene in front of him.

The anxiety in the eyes is visible to the naked eye.

The anxiety in his eyes was not about the middle-aged man in front of him, but about himself.

What would he do if his protector Jiaochuan died? !

His eyes looked in front of him and he smiled at the perfect martial arts in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

He wanted to run, but unfortunately he couldn't...

Perfect Wuhe in front seemed to have noticed his gaze. He turned his head slightly and smiled at him. That smile was so bright and sunny.

But in Jiaopeng's eyes, it was like an evil ghost that was taking his life.

At this moment, Jiao Peng no longer has the airs of a so-called genius he once was.

If he could still speak now, he would just want to shout...

"Someone come and save me."

……

Jiao Peng's inner cry seemed to be responded by heaven.

Not long after, the originally scarlet surface of the lake suddenly began to boil, with bubbles surging up wildly.

The entire lake seemed to be boiling at this moment.

A figure with black flames all over his body rushed out from the lake like a god or demon.

Even though he was completely wet and his clothes were torn, he didn't care at all.

At this moment, he no longer had the demeanor of a noble family. He looked like a mad beast.

He desperately pushed away the Xuanyuan Turtle that was blocking his way, flew into the air with a pair of scarlet eyes, and looked fiercely towards the ground below him.

Look at the perfect martial arts standing proudly on the ground.

"Damn little beast!"

"How dare you sneak attack me? Die now."

The pitch-black demonic flame directly transformed into a giant black python, roaring madly, with its eyes fixed on the perfect martial arts below, rushing towards him with its roaring and hissing.

However, Wanmei Wuhe had no intention of dodging. He pushed away the anxious uncle clan leader who was standing in front of him and took a step forward.

The earth collapsed downward.

The huge cracks quickly spread around.

And the figure of Perfect Wuhe turned into a cannonball and rushed out suddenly.

What was flying in the sky was a black flying dragon, and on the trajectory of Perfect Wuhe's forward movement, Shenxi turned into a long winding dragon.

As the figure circled, the dark flames continued to explode, and Perfect Wuhe's figure could not be captured at all.

In just a blink of an eye, Perfect Wuhe appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and the huge fist pointed directly at his face again.

"Again?!"

As he watched the fist in front of him grow bigger and bigger, a familiar feeling rushed into Jiaochuan's heart.

But unlike before, this time he gathered all his strength. Unlike before when he was completely unprepared, a flame suddenly blocked his way, trying to block the punch.

It didn't even take him a blink to smash the flames in front of him with his real fist.

After shattering the flames, his fist hit him hard in the face again.

But this time the target was no longer the nose, but the eyes.

This middle-aged man's body looked like a dyeing factory, with red, purple, green and white dyes all over his face.

But I still learned a lesson from last time.

When the punch landed, the middle-aged man felt his skull burst and his brain seemed to be messed up.

However, his body subconsciously made him clench his fists in perfect martial arts. One of his eyes was swollen and he couldn't see anything, but the other eye was as wide as a bell as he stared at the little devil in front of him whose fist he had grabbed, and he roared madly:
"Damn you brat!"

"Do you think this kind of move will work on me?!"

Jiaochuan exerted force with both hands to restrain Wanmei Wuhe's fists, his face covered with bruises and purples was filled with a hideous smile of success.

In anger, he had no intention of holding back, he opened his mouth, and blazing flames gushed out of his mouth, directly igniting the entire Perfect Martial Arts. In an instant, the Perfect Martial Arts turned into a fire man.

Looking at the perfect martial arts combination that was instantly ignited in front of him, the strength in the eyes of the middle-aged man from Luofu Lake faded a little, although one of his eyes was bruised and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his face.

But the smug look on his face could not fade away at all.

When the villagers of Wujiazhai saw this, their faces were filled with shock.

The smiles on their faces were immediately replaced by shock, confusion, and sadness.

They had just seen clearly the power of the flame.

A Blood Moving Realm expert in the village had half of his body crippled just by being touched.

There was no sign of perfect martial arts, and the whole person plunged into the flames.

How can I live?!
"No! No way, how could Wu He be so strong that he could die? He must have his own confidence!"

One child spoke firmly.

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The surrounding villagers wanted to cheer him up after hearing what happened, but they couldn't say anything.

The middle-aged man in Luofu Lake above the sky also heard something wrong with the words below, but he shook his head in disdain.

The demonic flame in his hand was derived from the great magical power of a terrifying ferocious dragon.

Even if a strong man of the same level as him was involved, it would be difficult for him to escape.

Not to mention the mere Blood Moving Realm.

Even if Perfect Wuhe is at the level of Blood Moving, he is still the best among his peers.

But moving blood is just moving blood after all.

There is a huge gap between the cave and heaven, not to mention the spiritual transformation higher up.

As his anger subsided, Jiaochuan felt a little regretful, regretting that he should not have killed the little kid so easily.

He should be arrested and forced to tell what kind of opportunity allowed him to cultivate to this level.

"At the age of six or seven, he can cultivate to the blood-moving realm, and reach such a terrifying level."

"He must have taken some holy medicine or treasure, or obtained some powerful inheritance."

"If we can capture him and force him to reveal his inheritance, then I'm afraid we can make further progress in Luofu Daze."

"pity……"

Jiaochuan sighed, turned around and wanted to let go of his hand, then looked at the other people around him.

The next moment, the flames in front of his eyes suddenly surged, and a black shadow blocked his view forward.

"What are you regretting?"

The long voice reached the ears of the middle-aged man.

Then came the familiar fist.

But unlike before, this time there seemed to be something more in the fist of the little ghost in front of him.

A punch hit his entire body and for a moment he was unable to move, his eyes wide open.

But he could only see Wanmei Wuhe's face smiling at him.

Perfect Wuhe stood in the sky, and the surrounding black flames seemed to be non-existent next to Perfect Wuhe.

He couldn't even lift the fur coat on his body; Perfect Wuhe completely dispelled it with just a light stroke of his hand.

The middle-aged man was flying backwards in front of him, but Perfect Wuhe did not prevent him from continuing to fly backwards like before.

He reached out and held his wrist, then gave Qi Lu an innocent smile.

That smile was so pure, so pure that Jiaochuan felt like he was not a human being for wanting to kill such a person.

But the next moment he no longer felt that way.

"what--"

A piercing scream pierced the sky.

The perfect martial art was to step on his body in the air and pull one of his arms off.

And that's not all.

The next moment, Wanmei Wuhe extended his hand to his left hand.

"no, do not want!"

The middle-aged man in Luofu Lake seemed to have foreshadowed his own end.

A pair of eyes widened wildly and shook his head, trying to stop it.

He could do nothing but let out a sharper cry of pain in the next moment.

The painful cries even frightened the people of the Wujia Village below.

However, after shrinking his neck, he looked up at the perfect martial arts in the sky without much fear, but instead a bit of reverence.

Strength is respected in the wilderness, especially for the strong ones among the tribe, who will be given the greatest respect and tolerance.

The same is obviously true for Wujiazhai.

The same horrifying wailing sound also affected the battlefield between the two ferocious beasts on the other side.

This time, Fei Jiao was still affected.

When it found that its people were seriously injured, it immediately did not care about fighting with all the people in front of it, and flew up quickly to leave the battlefield. But how could the Xuanyuan Turtle let it succeed so easily?
The natural result was that he was hit hard several times, which gave him a chance to escape the battlefield and pounce towards Perfect Wuhe.

However, at this time, the process of perfect martial arts has reached Jiaochuan's last left leg.

Right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg...

By the time this set was over, Jiaochuan was completely in tears, his entire face was soaked with blood, brain matter, tears, snot, etc., looking extremely disgusting.

Looking at the flying dragon flying over the horizon, the assassin's eyes, which were originally filled with pain and fear, seemed to regain their luster. Looking at the little ghost in front of him that almost completely disabled him, his eyes were filled with hatred.

"Damn you brat!"

"Do you know who I am? I am the elder of Luofu Lake!"

"The tribe behind me will kill you and wipe out your entire tribe."

"Like you and your loved ones, all of you are heartbroken and bent."

"Then I will have my people chop off your limbs and hang you on a pillar, leaving you to be tortured by everyone!"

"Even more disgusting bugs will crawl all over your body, and you will witness the entire process of your own death until the end of your life!!!"

The closer the flying dragon got to them, the deeper the hatred in Jiaochuan's eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to have gone crazy, with only hatred towards Wanmei Wuhe left in his heart.

The huge resentment almost condensed into a ferocious evil ghost.

But Wanmei Wuhe didn't care much about this matter.

He just turned his head to look at the flying dragon that was rushing towards him, stretched out his hand and pulled slightly, pulling out a black flame from the body of the middle-aged man in front of him.

Behind him, a lonely and spiritual cave was spewing out divine light and spitting out a red flame.

The two flames merged into a fire lotus with two bright-colored flowers blooming, which slowly floated forward.

It landed very accurately on the path that the flying dragon must take.

Huo Lian touched Fei Jiao's cheek in the most gentle way.

Then he showed his enthusiasm in the most enthusiastic way.

A huge explosion sounded into the sky, and raging flames spread wildly around. The two-colored flames superimposed on each other, seemingly forming a violent nuclear reaction.

The blazing flames even dyed the clouds in the sky black and red.

The two colors were reflected on Jiaochuan's face, making his already brilliant expression even more brilliant at this moment.

No matter how hot the temperature outside was, Jiaochuan felt cold in his heart.

Because he clearly felt that the flying dragon had died just now...

Just one strike, just one hit...

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to slap himself to see if this was a dream.

He couldn't pull out his hands, and the pain from his whole body that was transmitted to his mind told him that this was not a dream.

"How~, how is it possible, you were just moving blood--"

"Yes, I'm just moving blood..."

Looking at Wu He's perfect smiling face, Jiao Chuan was mesmerized, fear and silence mixed together and spread.

"Your suggestion just now is a good one."

At this moment, Wanmei Wuhe's voice suddenly sounded. This was the third sentence Wanmei Wuhe said to Jiaochuan.

In response to this, Jiaochuan instantly showed a flattering smile on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Wanmei Wuhe still had a smile on his face:
"I will try everything you just said on you."

In an instant, the flattering smile on Jiaochuan's face broke.

"Rare..."

He wanted to say something, but a fist was already growing bigger in his eyes.

KO……

A new record of Perfect Martial Arts has been refreshed, a borrowed Cave Heaven Realm player VS two Spiritual Transformation Realms, Perfect Martial Arts wins!
……

Perfect Wuhe fell from the sky.

A large group of villagers came forward to greet them.

However, there was indeed joy on their faces for defeating the enemy, but more of it was sadness.

They obviously all knew about the big tribe Luofu Lake.

Now that the village has provoked such a big enemy, what should it do in the future?
Seeing this, Wanmei Wuhe couldn't help but smile.

This is the effect he wants, otherwise how can he propose what he wants to do?

Looking at the sad expressions of the people around him, Wanmei Wuhe smiled slightly and finally revealed his fox tail.

"Luofu Lake is a large tribe near the Great Wilderness..."

"Why don't we move out of the wilderness..."

……

(End of this chapter)