Ning You swung out a punch, and the air burst, like a roar of King Kong, with unrivaled power.

The fox demon sneered, and his figure disappeared instantly, leaving only a slowly disappearing clone left on the spot.

Not only that, the fox demon opened his mouth and the fan's demonic aura filled the air, instantly turning into ten identical clones, forming a circle, looking at Ning You coldly.

Ning You's nose tip was shaking, but he couldn't smell the breath of his true body like before.

The fox demon's illusion is much better than the little white fox.

But he was not panicked, took a deep breath, swung his fist like a monkey moving, and the afterimages did not dissipate, and bursting sounds came from the air.

So what if there are ten clones? Ning You’s body is strong and his strength is endless, and one clone after another is blown up.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a bloody clone in the corner of the mouth and a slightly pale complexion in the small courtyard.

The demonic aura on the fox demon's body became thin and could no longer maintain the illusion. He revealed his true body and turned into a thin and slender yellow fox.

Even the fox demons below the sixth level cannot truly transform into shape, and can only use demonic power to transform into human form. Once the demonic power is dissipated, they will recover their true body. Only at the sixth level can they transform into shape forever and transform into their true body according to their will.

And behind the yellow fox, a huge sword wound lasted for a long time, emitting a trace of sword energy.

"Sure enough, you're injured!"

Ning You's eyes lit up. His previous guess was indeed correct. There was still a glimmer of hope today.

"You are the ones who forced me!"

The fox demon screamed.
Chapter completed!