"It seems that your martial spirit is quite interesting. Does it have the ability to heal itself?" Ye Yun did not expect to be able to kill a martial master so easily.
No. 32 was completely unscathed from head to toe, not just any wounds.
Even after being chopped apart by Ye Yun, he didn't even shed a drop of blood.
"Self-healing ability? You seem to underestimate my martial spirit." No. 32 said without changing his expression: "Self-healing is just the ability of my "Split Tai Sui", the first spirit ring. "
"The ability to split Tai Sui's first soul ring is just the simplest "cell reorganization" ability. It can instantly restore my injuries. Even if I am cut in half, I can heal myself. "
Having said this, No. 32 raised the corner of his mouth, showing a proud look, and said to Ye Yun: "Next, I will let you see the ability of my second soul ring, splitting!"
The next second, No. 32 actually raised the broken knife in his hand, stretched out his left hand, and suddenly slashed towards his left hand.
All five fingers of No. 32's left hand fell to the ground.
Immediately, the first soul ring exerted its "cell reorganization" ability, making his left hand return to its original state again.
However, the five fingers that fell to the ground had undergone tremendous changes.
I saw these five fingers growing at an extremely exaggerated speed.
First it grows into a palm, then into an arm and upper body.
Just in the blink of an eye, these five fingers grew into a person exactly like No. 32!
"Do you understand? This is the ability of the second martial spirit of "Split Tai Sui". To put it simply, any part of my body will directly grow into a clone after it is separated from my body. "
"If you encounter other abilities, it may be more difficult, but if you use a sword, I will be your biggest nemesis!"
"Not only can your sword not kill me, but it will also increase the number of my clones. Do you understand?"
"Really?" Ye Yun let out a contemptuous laugh, and his body disappeared like a ghost.
The speed of thirty times the speed of sound was so terrifying that it tore through the void, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.
The next second, Ye Yun had appeared in front of a clone of No. 32.
In fact, these six numbers 32 are all real bodies, and there is no so-called distinction between true and false.
The body contains the breath of life, vitality energy, soul and martial soul ability.
Ye Yun slashed it with one sword, simply and decisively!
At that moment, the clone was chopped into two by Ye Yun.
Then the second spirit of "Split Tai Sui" flashed, and the split No. 32 once again formed two complete No. 32.
Today, there are seven thirty-two numbers!
"Don't you understand people's words? Your sword has no effect on me anymore, it will only increase my clones!"
Seeing that Ye Yun was still determined to use the incomplete Demon-Slaying Sword, the seven No. 32s simultaneously issued sarcastic words that echoed throughout the world.
Ye Yun seemed to have not heard what No. 32 said, and still held the Demon-Slaying Sword to himself, and slashed at a clone of No. 32 again.
Although No. 32 could not figure out what Ye Yun was going to do, he did not relax his vigilance and directly controlled the other two clones to attack Ye Yun from two different directions.
Ye Yun's face didn't change as he punched to the left and kicked to the right.
What’s surprising!
With the strength of No. 32 Martial Lord, under Ye Yun's understatement of a punch and a kick, the two clones exploded into pieces, which can be described as being vulnerable to a single blow.
No. 32 frowned. Seeing that the number of his clones was increasing, he felt more and more something was wrong.
At this moment, No. 32 was shocked and said, "Have you seen through the weakness of division?"
"Do we still need to "see through" such an obvious flaw? "Ye Yun smiled contemptuously, and still kept swinging the Demon-Slaying Sword, cutting apart the clone of No. 32.
Such a scene seems more like Ye Yun wants to increase the number of clones of No. 32.
Because Ye Yun had already seen through the nature of "split".
The second martial soul ability of No. 32's "Split Tai Sui" - cell division, can indeed produce a new No. 32.
However!
These clones of No. 32 are far inferior to the complete No. 32 in terms of strength, speed, and defense.
This is because these split clones will equally share the energy of No. 32 body.
Now, including the body of No. 32, there are ten bodies in total.
And these ten bodies, the energy in the body, and their own strength are completely equal, and they are only one-tenth of the complete No. 32.
This means that the more clones No. 32 has, the weaker the individual will be.
Even now, after splitting into ten bodies, the strength and strength of each No. 32 has even fallen to the Wuzong level.
No. 32 was stunned and extremely shocked.
You know, Ye Yun has never fought against him and has no idea about his martial soul ability.
But now that he used the ability of "cell division" in front of Ye Yun for the first time, Ye Yun was able to analyze its weaknesses.
From the perspective of No. 32, this is an extremely exaggerated matter.
"Do you want to continuously split the clones' bodies, produce more clones, reduce the strength of each force, and eradicate us all again?" No. 32 thought for a while and saw Ye Yun's intention. Countermeasures.
Ye Yun smiled and said, "It seems you are not stupid either."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon-Slaying Sword struck at a clone of No. 32 again.
At this moment, No. 32 did not dare to hesitate at all. The third soul ring of "Split Tai Sui" behind him burst out with light.
"Cell aggregation!"
Just when Ye Yun cut off a clone of No. 32 again, another clone appeared behind Ye Yun like a ghost.
His fist was condensed with vitality, and he struck directly at Ye Yun's back.
Ye Yun's reaction was extremely remarkable.
He turned around in an instant and punched him in the same direction.
The two vast energies collided together again, and a shock wave erupted.
Ye Yun and the clone both flew backwards in unison.
"Huh? Has the power increased?" Ye Yun looked around and found that there were still ten numbers thirty-two.
but!
The strength of the No. 32 who was sparring with him was obviously that of a complete No. 32.
Before Ye Yun landed smoothly, another clone appeared above Ye Yun like a flash.
This clone stepped on Ye Yun's chest.
Even though Ye Yun had his hands crossed, his condescending advantage and huge strength still caused Ye Yun's body to hit the ground straight like a falling meteorite.
