Facing the murderous Feng Lioxue, Heiyan looked up and laughed again with complete disdain. She was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped him.
In an instant, the wind and snow were like a long roaring dragon passing through the black air, completely destroying a large forest.
But it was just passing through, and the black smoke seemed not to be a real thing at all, not even moving at all, let alone causing any actual damage.
"Why is this happening?"
Such a strange scene instantly stunned Feng Lioxue. This was far more frightening and at a loss than the previous battle with the man. It made her instantly doubt her life.
"Little sister, your tickling skills are really bad.
It’s better to quickly find a master and learn from it! Otherwise, how can you take good care of my old friend in the future?
I'll give you half a month. If you still can't learn well, then you really don't deserve to stay with my friend.
When the time comes, don’t blame me for taking out your soul and feeding it to the dogs on behalf of my friend.”
Not only did Heiyan not care at all about Feng Lioxue's attack, he was not even angry at all, but he ridiculed it like a joke.
Although it was completely a joke, Feng Lioxue was so shocked that her heart trembled. She didn't know if it was really just a joke?
But one thing that is certain is that for the descendants of the Gods, once the soul is stripped away, it means disappearing into thin air.
And for any cultivator, the soul of the gods is an extremely precious existence.
But Black Smoke obviously didn't care about it at all, and even threatened to feed it to the dogs. Behind the seemingly generous appearance, it was undoubtedly a naked ridicule and humiliation to Feng Lioxue.
"Don't worry, this is just a clone. Even if it is destroyed, it won't have much meaning.
Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, he won’t be able to cause trouble for long.”
Quickly grabbing the furious Feng Lingxue, Fang Lin quickly explained.
If it were normal times, just because of his humiliation to Feng Lioxue, Fang Lin would take his life without hesitation.
But he didn't do that at this time. It wasn't that Fang Lin's personality had changed, nor that he didn't feel sorry for Feng Lingxue.
But the black smoke was really weird, and the mystery attached to it was related to the safety of the entire Yongcheng, and even China and the world. Fang Lin had to weigh it carefully.
But this does not mean that Fang Lin let him go, but directly sentenced him to death in his heart.
It's just that the object of punishment is not the black smoke in front of him, but his own self.
But Fang Lin's explanation is worse than no explanation to Feng Lioxue. A clone can play tricks on him. If the real person is here, how terrifying is his strength?
Even she, who had always believed in Fang Lin, began to doubt whether Fang Lin could be the opponent of this black smoke.
This strength can no longer be described with the word terrifying.
"Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do now?
I think this thing should be familiar to you, right?
Although destroying one of your clones is far from killing you, it is at least enough to cause a lot of damage to your cultivation, right?"
Generally speaking, human beings are still human beings.
There was a cloud of black smoke in front of him. Although there was no evil in him, Fang Lin was still sure that he was definitely some evil clone.
Since it was a familiar scent, Fang Lin believed that he must have tasted the power of his Pyroblast Talisman.
So as soon as his face darkened, he immediately displayed a Pyroblast Talisman and said angrily.
The clone is different from the soul leaving the body and the Yuanying leaving the body. Compared with the soul leaving the body, the clone can become an independent individual at any time, and even move without being restricted by each other.
Compared with the Nascent Soul leaving the body, the clone is an individual that is exactly the same as the original body, rather than having the shape of a baby. Moreover, the Nascent Soul is still controlled by the original body, but the clone can act and think independently.
Fang Lin also has a certain understanding of clones, which can be called a forbidden technique.
The requirements for a cultivator's strength are extremely strict. The strongest can even create up to ten clones, and even their strength can be completely copied. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are abnormal.
But this is only recorded in books, and even the ancient gods have never mentioned that they have such abilities.
So Fang Lin can be sure that the evil clone in front of him is just scratching the surface.
If you cannot reach the strongest level, the number of clones will also determine the strength level of the clones.
In other words, the clone and the main body have almost equal cultivation levels.
The destruction of the clone will not endanger the life of the main body, but it will greatly damage the cultivation level. This is basically similar to the Nascent Soul leaving the body.
"Haha... Pyroblast Talisman, the formula and taste are so familiar.
To be honest, it really scares me.
But, to be honest, since I tried it once, I have really studied this thing of yours with great concentration. Now, except for some lingering fears, I am afraid it can't really cause any harm to me."
After deliberately trembling, Hei Yan still said with a hint of ridicule.
"I like to talk, but I'm not interested in hearing you show off here.
Since you are not afraid, let’s taste it again and treat it as a dish for you to go with wine.”
Sure enough, it was just as he had guessed. Seeing that he was not getting into the topic, Fang Lin was too lazy to think about it for the time being. His face darkened and he immediately struck the Pyroblast Talisman away from him.
"Wait a minute, although I really don't take this thing seriously anymore, but it's always right to greet old friends when they meet, so why make it so tense?
Since Mr. Fang doesn't want to reminisce about the past, let's get straight to the point.
In fact, my intention could not be simpler, that is, I hope to reach a deal with Mr. Fang.
I will not prevent you from taking action against that bullshit Fourth Master and the God-killing Society, but there is one person you must not hurt, and that is Leng Yifeng."
Seeing that Fang Lin was serious about it, Heiyan quickly made a joke and then went straight to the topic and said quickly.
"It's not impossible, but what good will it do to me?
Besides, if I don't listen to you and kill Leng Yifeng, what can you do?"
Fang Lin asked with interest.
"Haha... I haven't seen you for a while, why did Mr. Fang become so stupid?
If I really want to do business with you, where can I not do it?
Why should I condescend to wait for you in such a desolate place?"
Although he didn't say it directly, Fang Lin understood what he meant instantly.
The reason why I chose this location is simply to give myself a living example.
If you don't listen to him, the man in front of you is the best proof.
In this way, it saves a lot of talking time.
But Fang Lin didn't show the slightest fear, and even thought he was taking off his pants and farting.
I'm not the coward who wants to touch him, I'm afraid he may not have the ability.
"If you want to keep Leng Yifeng, just pick him up now and take him with you. Why bother?
And I’m really a little curious, what is it about Leng Yifeng that makes it worth your while to spend so much time on him?”
With a cold smile, Fang Lin asked with interest.
"Haha... I know what you are thinking?
But don’t forget that your parents are still missing.”
Heiyan had no intention of answering Fang Lin's question, so he changed the subject and laughed.
