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Chapter 391
kill!

The idea was conveyed, and a phantom clone disappeared.

Raid!

Smother!

Originally, with the fighting consciousness of the leader of the wolf tribe, if he cheered up, as long as he launched the "sweeping thousands of troops" attack with his arms, the phantom clone would not be able to suffocate him at all.

However, thousands of calculations, all of this is under Yang Tian's exquisite calculations.

In fact, when the leader of the wolf tribe killed and changed the phantom clone, the phantom clone was already close to the past.

However, they did not do so.

Why?

For this scene to happen.

The leader of the wolf clan had a simple mind and couldn't think of the mystery of shape-shifting.

Therefore, after it killed the two clones and found that they were not the main body, its mind would be confused.

And this moment is the best time to make a move.

Sure enough, the phantom clone succeeded.

"Ding, successful smothering"

The other phantom clones and Yang Tian turned on the maximum speed and ran up to output.

The phantom avatars all had five consecutive thorns that had not been used yet, and when they used them all at once, the damage data caused by them could be described as showing off.

Ten times the maximum damage is very difficult to hit, but twice, relatively speaking, the probability is much higher.

Of the five phantom clones, two-fifths hit double the maximum damage output.

In an instant, the blood of the leader of the Demon Wolf Clan plummeted.

After the bloodline rages, its speed and attack are stronger, but its qi and blood remain unchanged.

It was only a moment, and its blood was so full of energy that it bottomed out.

The phantom clones take turns exchanging smothering skills.

Yang Tian kept on outputting damage, which was the highest output in the field except for the five consecutive stab skills.

After all, the phantom clone can only copy his skills and weapons and items below the semi-artifact level, and the attributes are only 80.00% of his. Compared with him, of course it will be worse.
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260000!

Yangtian's Xuanyuan Sword had a very high chance of a critical strike, and it was thrown out with another critical strike.

But at this moment, the leader of the demon wolf tribe suddenly let out a long roar.

"Ding, the suffocation failed!"

It was No.3's phantom clone's turn to smother and stun him, but it failed.

This unlucky child directly attracted all the hatred points.

The leader of the demon wolf clan said nothing.

boom!
With one punch, the head of the phantom clone was directly pierced, and the blood data on the top of the head burst out.

boom!
Another punch, this phantom clone, pawn!

"Full output!"

Yang Tian knew that at this moment, there was absolutely no way to retreat.

Otherwise, it will not be easy to find opportunities, and maybe they will encounter a Jedi counterattack, and they will all be finished.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. This is the only choice right now!
Thoughts flashed across his mind, Yang Tian quickened his hands again.

Ever since, you only saw his right arm is like a small electric motor of Kato, full of firepower and extremely astonishing speed.

Roar!
After killing the phantom clone that failed to suffocate, the leader of the wolf tribe turned his eyes and glared at Yang Tian, ​​who had the most terrifying output and the highest hatred value.

call!
Like lightning.

Its fist was like Mount Tai, mixed with infinite oppressive force, and forced towards Yang Tian's head.

This punch is not an ordinary fist, it also contains skills!
Yang Tian didn't choose to take it hard.

The head must not suffer a devastating blow, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that there will be an accident.

He chose to turn his body slightly to block it with his body.

boom!
The sound of the dull iron fist colliding with the flesh sounded, and a big and dazzling data appeared above Yang Tian's head.
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70000!

The effects of this attached skill are completely different from those without the attached skill.

Before the shadow clone suffered a blow, it only reduced 40000 blood.

And his main body, with 100% attributes and a defense higher than that of the shadow clone, still lost [-] qi and blood by this fist!

It has to be said that this is an extremely terrifying statistic.

With just one blow, he was almost disabled.

However, Yang Tian smiled.

brush!
He has drawn his sword.

"Ding, the demon ring causes 100% blood-sucking effect"

All of a sudden, his blood was full again.

The leader of the wolf tribe was stunned, and it punched again.
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70000!

Yang Tian is not to be outdone.

+70000!

It punches again, and he makes up for it.

Punch after punch, very rhythmic.

Finally, the leader of the Demon Wolf Clan realized that the situation was in serious trouble.

Its own qi and blood flowed slowly under the output of the other four phantom clones, and under the cutting of Yang Tian.

But they have nothing!
This shit, it's a big loss, we can't let the situation continue like this!
The leader of the wolf tribe stepped on his footsteps and stretched out his arms.

It wants to catch Yangtian, and the other party will not even think of making a move.

Seeing this situation, Yang Tian didn't dare to connect rashly, and immediately took a few steps back.

What he fears the most is being restrained and unable to move.

You know, I can only bear a punch from the leader of the demon wolf tribe, if I am a little slower, it will be the end of death.

When the time comes, it will be game-over.

The near-victory situation that had been achieved with great difficulty will also disappear completely, which is definitely not what he wants to see.

Yang Tian, ​​continue to retreat.

The leader of the wolf tribe continued to chase after him.

Yang Tian turned around slightly and staggered slightly.

The leader of the magic wolf clan still pursued.

At this time, the phantom clone's attack arrived.
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90000
90000
90000
90000
The four outputs are not low data, and the blood bar of the leader of the wolf tribe has dropped even lower.

The most important thing is that there is interference from the phantom clone, it is restricted, and it is useless to hunt down Yang Tian.

At this moment, it seemed to remember that it still has the ability of "Sweeping Thousands of Armies".

boom!
The pair of fists swept out, and the four phantom clones were all knocked into the air and retreated.

"Human boy, I get it! You are the main body, you are the main body! You have done more to me than all of them, and you are the main body! Hahaha, damn it! You damn kid, you are dead!"

"It is still recognized. This is indeed the biggest loophole of the phantom clone. If it is used to escape, there is no problem, but it can be used to confuse the opponent in battle. The problem is extremely prominent. When will the phantom clone reach 100% equal to mine? What about attributes?" Yang Tian was very depressed.

"Hey, since you recognized me, then I won't deny it."

"Human boy, you are capable of hurting me like this. It's a pity that my energy and blood are enough to kill you? Believe it or not?" Waking up from the dazed state, his eyes burst into light.

While speaking, its figure has jumped out.

It doesn't want any chance for the human being in front of it, otherwise, this hateful human being as cunning as a loach might have a coup to escape.

This time, it struck out in the most ferocious posture.

But at this moment, a thunder-golden wing suddenly rose from Yangtian's back.

thump!

thump!

Seeing that the momentum was not going well, the leader of the wolf tribe immediately stared at him with his footsteps, jumped up violently, and grabbed out his arms fiercely.

Relying on Yangtian's proficiency in Zhentian Leiyi, his body turned sharply, and finally his arm just crossed.

"It's still a little bit close. If it doesn't work, I can only hover in the air, waiting for the five consecutive stabs and the passive effect of the shadow cloak to be refreshed."

"The combination of surprise attack + five consecutive stabs is enough!"?
(End of this chapter)