"Ye Changhe, today is your death day!"

Jiang Jiu spoke indifferently, and attacked frantically with the three war spirit clones.

He relies on the vast soul power in his body to support the three clones and his true self. Every time he strikes, he uses all his strength, and his attack power reaches the extreme, which is extremely terrifying.

Even Ye Changhe was unable to fight with two fists and was beaten by four hands for a while.

Ye Changhe was very miserable at this moment. Not to mention finding time to use his strongest martial arts, even defense was a little difficult.

"How can he still have soul power left when he exerts such powerful clone martial arts with all his strength? No... this is impossible!"

Ye Changhe was stunned, and his body began to show signs of pain.

And he has given up on using his strongest martial arts because he simply doesn't have time.

"I can't beat you alone, but if there are four of me together, you can't stop me! You are dead today!"

Jiang Jiu spoke indifferently while controlling the three war spirit clones to attack.

At this time, his attacks were extremely ruthless. Both his original body and his clones attacked frantically, especially the war spirit clone who attacked with no fear of death and did not worry about getting hurt at all.

The fighting spirit clone is just the condensed energy, controlled by the fighting spirit, and controlled by Jiang Jiu's will.

Therefore, the war spirit clone does not need to worry about being injured at all. When attacking, it does not even need to defend, just attack with all its strength.

It was precisely because of the fearlessness and cruelty of the three war spirit clones that Ye Changhe was occasionally injured.

"No matter how strong your clone is, it can't stop the power of my Xuan-level martial arts!"

"Ice Sword Formation, destroy it for me!"

Ye Changhe knew that if he continued like this, he would not get any benefit at all, and he would even be killed by Jiang Jiu on the spot.

Therefore, even if there is not much soul power left in his body, he can only risk using the Ice Sword Formation again.

Swish, swish, swish!

A total of seventy-two ice swords were formed in an instant, each of which was equivalent to the power of a full blow from a Dzogchen master in the extraordinary realm. A terrifying and destructive aura enveloped Ye Changhe and Jiang Jiu, as well as Jiang Jiu's three

Fighting against soul clones.

Obviously, Ye Changhe wanted to kill all of Jiang Jiu's bodies with one move, even his own body.

He believed that Jiang Jiu could persevere until now and was almost at the extreme.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

Jiang Jiu's three fighting spirit clones instantly turned into soul power and fighting spirits, and penetrated into Jiang Jiu's true form.

At this time, Jiang Jiu did not dare to hesitate in the face of a life-and-death crisis, and immediately used the ten war spirit clones. Although the ten war spirit clones could only exert 50% of their combat power, the victory was due to the sufficient number.

At this moment, the ten war spirit clones turned into natal stars, covering Jiang Jiu's true form with ten heavy weights. At the same time, his true self also displayed his natal stars and transformed into the strongest defensive posture.

"I was able to block it last time, and I can still do it this time! Trying the same trick again, it's useless to me!"

Jiang Jiu thought to himself that he had already tried the most powerful power of this move, and now he felt confident in dealing with it again.

Sure enough, although the ice sword array composed of seventy-two ice swords was extremely powerful, it could not kill Jiang Jiu. It only caused him to consume a lot of soul power and suffered some minor injuries.

Since the war, nearly 50% of the soul power in Jiang Jiu's body, no matter how vast it is, has been consumed. However, the soul power in his body is still vast. If he wants to consume all his soul power, Ye Chenghe may not be qualified yet.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

On the other hand, Ye Changhe's face was pale at the moment and his body was staggering. He had exhausted too much. At this point in the battle, his soul power had been consumed by 90%. Even if he used the Ice Sword Formation again, he could no longer do it.

"Dead?"

Ye Changhe took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.

His attitude towards Jiang Jiu has changed again and again, from not caring at the beginning to fear now.

He focused his gaze on the center of the Ice Sword's attack, wanting to see if Jiang Jiu was still alive.

It's a pity that he was disappointed.

"I'm sorry, I'm still alive and well!" Jiang Jiu's cold voice came from the dissipated ice fragments, and he said in an extremely cold voice: "But next, I'm afraid your life will not be saved.

"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Jiu's eyes, and three war soul clones flew out of his body in an instant, heading towards Ye Changhe.

One of the fighting spirit clones was holding a Horcrux Scimitar, another was holding a hunting gold, and the other fighting spirit clone was using its natal star to directly crush it with astonishing power.

The three war spirit clones are not afraid of death and attack ferociously.

Jiang Jiu's true self, on the other hand, did not take any action. He was looking for an opportunity in the rear, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Ye Changhe at any time.

"You... you actually still have the soul power to use clone martial arts skills... Damn it!"

Ye Changhe was completely shocked.

This time, his fear of Jiang Jiu turned into fear.

Because he only had 10% of his soul power left, there was no way he could be Jiang Jiu San's opponent in the battle of soul clones. In addition, Jiang Jiu's true self was eyeing him, and he felt a sense of fear brought about by a life and death crisis.

He knew that today's battle would probably end with his escape.

As a half-step sea-level student of the Ice and Fire Taoist Academy, it is not so easy to kill him.

If you want to kill him, with Jiang Jiu's current strength, I'm afraid it's far from possible.

However, although he has a secret escape technique, he needs to pay a huge price when using it. He is not willing to use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Death!"

"Die!"

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Jiu's three war spirit clones attacked Ye Changhe with all their strength.

"Wall of Ice!"

Click, click, click!

A wall of ice appeared in front of Ye Changhe, blocking the attacks of Jiang Jiu's three war spirit clones.

This was the last of his soul power. With this wall of ice, the soul power in his body had been exhausted. His face was as pale as paper, and his whole body could not help but tremble due to weakness, and he almost became unsteady.

"Wait!"

Seeing that Jiang Jiu's three war spirit clones were about to attack again, Ye Changhe became completely anxious and quickly said:

"I am willing to give you all the gains. I spared your life, and now you will spare my life. We are even!"

Ye Changhe endured his physical weakness and looked at Jiang Jiu with cold eyes.

"What if I say I don't want to?" Jiang Jiu said coldly.

Ye Changhe wanted to kill him many times and had no intention of letting him go. Could it be that he wanted to let the tiger go back to the mountain now?

He wouldn't do that kind of thing.

"I still have a secret method of escaping, but using it requires a huge price! I am negotiating terms with you, not begging you to spare my life." Ye Changhe took a deep breath and spoke coldly.

"In this case, you hand over the storage bag first, and I'll see if it's enough to buy your life." Jiang Jiu said lightly. He also believed that Ye Changhe still had a way to escape, but it would really cost a huge price.

And the price was so high that even Ye Changhe was not willing to bear it.

"Hmph! You must agree to my conditions first, otherwise how can I give away all the gains?" Ye Chenghe said coldly.

"Do you still have a choice? If you think there is, then just try it." Jiang Jiu said coldly.

The two of them were facing each other, and neither of them was willing to give in easily.
Chapter completed!