Fox Demon: This villain is always misunderstood.

Chapter 392 Peak Battle

Dang, Dang, Dang! ! !
From below the "cave" entrance, the sound of metal clashing could be heard continuously.

A divine power came from the sky, pressing people to the point of suffocation. No matter how powerful you were, you could not resist it. Your body became stiff and you wanted to fall down.

The third young master held a big stick in his hand and performed the Dinghai Stick Technique with great force. His attack was like a huge wave, one after another, leaving Tushan Yiyi no chance to breathe.

Tushan Yiyi, on the other hand, relied on his insulated body, used himself as a soldier, and used his fists to hit the Third Young Master's stick!

The third young master turned into a ray of light, holding a huge stick that was shining with golden light. He turned into a god of war who looked down upon the world and chopped forward immediately.

He swung the stick and shook his arms. The entire starry sky trembled and collapsed the entire sky. With infinite power, he hit Tushan Yiyi, which was extremely terrifying.

Tushan Yiyi was not in a hurry and pointed with one finger. It was the Third Young Master's own Disha Transformation Technique, which was to have no origin and no form and to return to the dust in a wonderful way.

"You're using the technique I taught you to attack me? I think you've lost your mind!"

The third young master shouted loudly, and continued to swing the stick in his hand, smashing it hard on Tushan Yiyi's fingers.

"A stone from another mountain can be used to polish a jade. What about your magic? When it comes to understanding the soul, you are far behind!"

Tushan Yiyi snorted coldly, and it seemed as if an endless amount of soul power swept out, and in the blink of an eye the scale of the Disha's formless and shapeless return to dust technique was magnified by more than a thousand times.

In the starry sky, a finger that looked like a giant and the golden stick suddenly collided with each other.

boom! !

The immortal sound was deafening, the big stick was colliding with the flesh, and the two strongest people in the circle were fighting. This was the most earth-shaking battle since the creation of the world!
Tushan Yiyi becomes more and more courageous as the battle goes on, his silver hair is disheveled, his eyes are terrifying, and endless demonic power emanates from his body. His insulating body is exerted to the extreme, making him immune to all kinds of attacks. Even the Third Young Master's Dinghai Stick Technique can't do anything to him!
"My Aolai nation has lived on this land since the beginning of the world. At that time, neither humans nor monsters existed!"

"So what? You're just a few years older. Who says that just because you were born so early, this land must belong to you?"

"You're just making a false argument. I'll smash your mouth!"

A flash of anger appeared in the third young master's eyes. He pulled out two hairs and exhaled a breath of fairy air. In the blink of an eye, the two hairs turned into something exactly like him.

"A hair clone?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Tushan Yiyi's eyes.

Originally, I thought that the Third Young Master's clones were just small minions, and their power was far inferior to that of the original body. But now it seems that these two special clones can actually inherit one tenth of the power of the original body!

However, it’s just a clone. Do you really think that I, Tushan Yiyi, no longer exist?
"One Qi transforms three pure things!"

Tushan Yiyi let out a low shout, and the clear air and turbid air around him automatically condensed into two clones.

Compared with the Third Young Master's hair clone, Tushan Yiyi's clone obviously has more power, and is almost indistinguishable from the original body!
"You have indeed mastered a method of splitting yourself into two parts..."

The third young master narrowed his eyes, and with a thought, several hair clones appeared in the blink of an eye.

"But, playing clone with me, do you have more hair on your body than I do?"

"Not really. After all, not everyone likes monkeys that haven't evolved completely."

Tushan Yiyi shook her head, then stretched out her finger and gently tapped the hair clones in front of the Third Young Master.

"However, even though there are only two of us, it's still more than enough to beat you. Go ahead."

Following Tushan Yiyi's order, the two clones beside him instantly turned into two shadows, one black and one white. Like hungry tigers pouncing on a flock of sheep, they began to slaughter the third young master's hair clone one-sidedly, and blew it up!

It is true that a swarm of ants can kill an elephant, but I have never heard of ants being able to kill a dragon.

In the face of the absolute gap in strength, numbers have become useless.

"How is it possible? These two clones are actually as powerful as your original body!"

The third young master's pupils suddenly shrank.

What kind of clone method is this? I have never heard of a clone method that can create two clones that are exactly the same as the original. This is simply unbelievable!
"You're ignorant, aren't you?"

Tushan Yiyi chuckled and didn't explain too much. While the other two clones were still dealing with the third young master's hair clone, he rushed forward again.

"Today, I will let you know who has the final say in this circle!"

The third young master gritted his teeth, clenched the golden stick in his hand and rushed forward again.

The golden stick shone with auspicious light and collided with Tushan Yiyi repeatedly. The two collided violently, the situation was turbulent, and the battle was fierce. It was a peak showdown, and both of them were fighting for life and death.

Tushan Yiyi shook his arms as if he had a force of billions of kilograms.

Although he had never come into direct contact with the Third Young Master's stick, his insulated body made him immune to all attacks, but every time he hit someone with the stick, it made a deafening noise.

In just a few breaths, the two of them had fought for thousands of rounds!
Tushan Yiyi laughed loudly, even though blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth due to the recoil force from the Dinghai Stick, he was still laughing.

"It's so satisfying! I can't remember how many years it has been since I last had such a satisfying fight with someone!"

"Each each other!"

There was also golden blood at the corners of the Third Young Master's mouth. After fighting to this point, both of their bodies had sustained varying degrees of injuries from the repeated collisions.

"Based on the right, regenerate the left, the fox demon's technique, time and space will change!"

After seeing Tushan Yiyi instantly heal his injuries using Tushan's Douzhuanxingyi method, the Third Young Master cursed in his heart.

How many miscellaneous subjects has this guy learned? How come he is so proficient in healing techniques like Dou Zhuan Xing Yi!
Originally, Tushan's small spells like Dou Zhuan Xing Yi should not be of much use in battles of their level.

But who is Tushan Yiyi? He is a rare genius in Tushan in a thousand years.

This world has changed under his hands, and he has no idea how many versions have been updated over the years.

Not to mention affecting himself, he can now even use it on inanimate objects!
"We can't let this go on any longer!"

After seeing Tushan Yiyi recover from his injuries with Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, the Third Young Master realized that the war of attrition had lost its meaning.

If he continues like this, Tushan Yiyi will sooner or later recover from his injuries and exhaust him to death!

"Damn it! If I hadn't fully recovered from the injuries I suffered that year, how could I have been...?"

A hint of indignation flashed in the third young master's eyes. After taking a deep breath, he finally made a decision.

(End of this chapter)