Chapter 217： The shock of the three Cao Zuo (1/2)
It didn't take long before Ji Yuan found footsteps outside.
With Wuhuang-level ear and eye perception, Ji Yuan could even hear the shape of a person.
”Man, weight..., height..., should be Su Lang's clone!”
Ji Yuan had once killed Su Lang's clone, so he was relatively clear about this information.
At this time, he looked happy, and began to explore his mental perception, and found that the person here was really exactly like Su Lang!
”Hahaha!”
”It's really Su Lang's clone, go to hell!”
Ji Yuan was secretly overjoyed, yelled wildly in his heart, and immediately gathered his mental strength to kill Xiang Su Lang's clone!
In his opinion, if this blow continues, no one will die.
However, the next scene changed his expression!
Ji Yuan only felt that the mental power he had condensed into one was like a hammer hitting a giant cauldron!
”How come!? Puff——!!!”
A violent backlash passed back, Ji Yuan was shocked on the spot, Qiqiao spurted blood!
But Su Lang's complexion changed, but it didn't matter!
The next moment, Su Lang, who discovered the abnormal shape, immediately took the clone back into the mysterious black space.
”Ha ha......”
The corner of Su Lang's mouth raised, and his face showed disdain, ”I want to kill my clone with a mental attack, really wishful thinking!”
At this moment, three of his clones had already encountered Ningwu-level mental attacks.
But none of the clones died, not even mentally traumatized.
On the contrary, the three of Ji Yuan suffered one after another, and Ji Yuan, who had just broken through the Wuhuang level, suffered the most!
Cao Zuo and Ren Tianfeng, an intermediate martial emperor, also suffered a lot.
And this result naturally made Cao Zuo, Ji Yuan, and Ren Tianfeng shocked and unbelievable!
”Damn it! The mental attack failed!”
”Obviously, the last time I killed Su Lang clone with one blow, how could it fail this time?”
In the Lifeng Tower, Ji Yuan's seven orifices were bleeding, his headache was splitting, and the whole person was plunged into horror.
”How can he stop my mental attack!?”
In the Yangxuan Building, Cao Zuo had a bleeding in his mouth and nose, and his pupils shrank like mung beans.
”Su Lang... evildoer, a living evildoer!”
”Obviously he is only at the Wuwang level, but he has the Ning Mist level spiritual realm!!”
In Fuhai Pavilion, Ren Tian's cover was pale and his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
Immediately afterwards, the three of them left their place without hesitation and rushed towards the Oriental City Square!
Not long after, the three gathered together again.