Mortal Bones

"Sir, wait a moment. I will cut him into pieces now. Let's see if his clone can hold on!"

The strong man drew out the long sword from his waist, and then with a "swish", he slashed at Xu Taiping.

With a "squeak", Xu Taiping's clone, who still did not fight back, had a long slit on his chest by the long sword in the strong man's hand.

Although the clone would not die if a slash was made on the chest, the pain that the real body would have to endure was real.

But even so, Xu Taiping's real body still did not disperse the clone.

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

The angry strong man swung his sword at Xu Taiping's clone.

If the person standing in front of him was a real person instead of a clone, I'm afraid Xu Taiping would have been cut into pieces of meat by the strong man's sword.

But even though he was in such pain, Xu Taiping still did not remove his clone.

For a moment, a trace of fear appeared on the face of the sturdy man.

At this moment, even though he was straightforward, he deeply felt that Xu Taiping, who was unwilling to disperse his clone, was planning some big conspiracy.

Not to mention the Demon Lord Tian Xing.

At this moment, he could already conclude that Xu Taiping wanted to use his clone to reverse the trapped situation.

"Boom boom..."

At this moment, a burst of thunderous sound rang out in the clouds above Jinding Mountain.

"Lord Tian Xing, this boy, this boy must be planning something with his clone, we have to destroy him quickly!"

The sturdy man looked at Tian Xing nervously.

His words obviously wanted Tian Xing to take action.

"Boom!..."

Just at this moment, a thick lightning bolt struck, frightening the already nervous sturdy man and making him shiver.

"Although I don't know what you are waiting for, I won't let you get what you want."

Finally, the Demon Lord Tian Xing walked towards Xu Taiping, and blood rays began to cover his slender right arm, and finally condensed into a blood-red long sword.

Although it is still unclear why Xu Taiping would rather endure the severe pain of being cut into pieces and keep his clone together.

But in order to avoid accidents, he decided not to wait any longer.

"In addition, not all pain can be endured."

When there was still 20 or 30 feet away from Xu Taiping, the Demon Lord Tian Xing suddenly stopped, raised the blood-red long sword in his hand, and looked at Xu Taiping with eyes that suddenly turned cold.

"Shua!..."

Accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the Demon Lord Tian Xing slashed with a sword.

In an instant, his figure turned into a ball of blood mist, and the edge of the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into blood-colored silk threads that were crisscrossed in all directions. Then, with a "squeak", the blood-colored silk threads transformed by countless sword beams cut through Xu Taiping's clone.

In an instant, Xu Taiping's clone was cut into thousands of pieces like tofu.

This is one of the unique skills of the Demon Lord Tian Xing, the Thousand Silk Knife.

However, compared to the pain of being cut into tens of thousands of pieces, the most terrifying thing about the Demon Lord Tian Xing's Thousand Silk Knife is that his blood-colored sword beams can cut off the soul.

So if Xu Taiping does not immediately cut off the connection with his clone, his soul will also suffer the pain of being crushed by the sword beam.

And compared to dying in front of the knife, Xu Taiping cannot avoid this pain by fainting, and can only bear it all.

This is why the Demon Lord Tian Xing was so confident that Xu Taiping's clone could not withstand his knife.

It was precisely because of this confidence that the Demon Lord Tian Xing even dispersed the blood knife in his hand immediately after he drew his sword.

But at the moment when his blood knife dispersed, a gust of wind suddenly rushed towards him with a "boom".

Immediately, he saw from the corner of his eye that Xu Taiping's clone, which had been cut into countless pieces, not only did not collapse directly, but reassembled.

"Boom!"

At the same time that Xu Taiping's clone reassembled, he suddenly raised his fist and punched the Demon Lord Tian Xing.

"Bang!"

This punch came too suddenly, and the Demon Lord Tian Xing didn't even have time to use his power to resist, and his chest was hit hard by Xu Taiping's clone.

However, the power of the clone obviously couldn't hurt Tian Xing.

But the reason why Xu Taiping asked the clone to punch was not to hurt the Demon Lord Tian Xing, but to further distract his mind.

Because the Demon Lord Tian Xing would never have thought that he could make a move in the Xuanhuang Tower.

This is exactly the case.

The Demon Lord Tian Xing, who always likes to scheme, immediately had countless thoughts in his mind after being hit by such a punch, and all these thoughts pointed to one thing-"Why can this rusty lion attack me?"

According to his previous calculations, it is impossible for Xu Taiping and his party to be recognized by a force in such a short time.

And the ordinary people's instructions can only let him attack the designated people, not at will.

The smarter the person, the easier it is to fall into the spiral of contradiction and find it difficult to extricate himself.

And Xu Taiping has been waiting for this moment.

"Boom!——"

Without any hesitation, Xu Taiping controlled his clone and activated dozens of true fire talismans, dozens of fierce wind talismans, and several flying sword talismans in an instant.

"Bang!"

In an instant, sword shadows, fire waves, and strong winds gathered into a ball and suddenly exploded from the chest of the Demon Lord Tian Xing.

With the strength of the Demon Lord Tian Xing, plus the treasures that Jiu Yuan had accumulated for many years on this level, it was more than enough to block this attack.

But under Xu Taiping's long-forgotten calculation, the Demon Lord Tian Xing had almost no defense and was directly blown to pieces.

If it weren't for his strong physique and the blood robe blocking it, this attack would probably kill him on the spot.

"Rust... Lion!"

But for the arrogant Tian Xing, compared with the pain of the flesh and the damage to his cultivation, what made him more difficult to accept was that he was played by an unknown human cultivator.

Just now, when he saw Xu Taiping's clone throwing so many talismans in one breath, he understood everything. He had been in the calculation of the "Rust Lion" from beginning to end.