45 "Clone of Wu Rong"

"I didn't grasp the chance? Pardon me, but even if I could redo it, I'd still kill him!" Ling Tian

Ling Tian Manifested his *Primordial Ying Yang Diagram* on his back and he dispelled the pressure on himself and glanced into the eyes of Wu Rong.

"This is your Bloodline of the Golden Stone? No, White Haired Monkey Bloodline? and Martial Intent?" Wu Rong was shocked.

Wu Rong saw an imaginary phantom image of a "Ying Yang Diagram" behind Monkey Formed Ling Tian.

"If I earlier knew that your Bloodline was this much powerful then I wouldn't have to kill you. well, it's still not late." Wu Rong Sighed

"Ling Tian, I will pardon your crime of killing Wang Batian if you obediently surrender yourself to me with me." Wu Rong said with a sneer on his face.

In front of Ling Tian, Wu Rong slowly walked towards him. His facial expression was the sinister and ruthless one that Ling Tian was familiar with.

Every step wu rong took was abounded with murderous intent. It was extremely oppressive.

Ling tian held his breath as he clenched his hands tightly.

"Haha! You still want to struggle?" Wu Rong unsheathed his Transformed Hand and pointed the tip right at Ling tian's eyes. "Ling Tian if you don't come with me then I will cripple you of your martial arts and imprison you. I'll use the most merciless techniques in this world to torture you!"

"Oh?"

One of Ling Tian's eyebrow ticked up. He was extremely sharp with his perception. He realized that the Wu Rong in front of him may be the same in terms of speech and looks to the one in his memory, but… he was lacking something. That was, he was lacking the real Wu Rong's strength.

The "Wu Rong" in front of him may be emitting tremendous murderous intent and aura, but his strength could be barely estimated by Ling Tian. He was much weaker than real Wu Rong.

(This was just an illusion?) Ling Tian Thought

This thought flashed past Ling Tian's mind. He activated his golden Fiery eyes and with that, he realized that the person in front of him wasn't human, he was a figure of light formed completely from energy.

"you aren't the real wu rong?" Ling Tian

When Wu Rong Heard that he kinda amazed.

"very perceptive, Indeed I am not the real Wu rong just a clone of his with 10% of his total cultivation. I expected nothing less from the first who I wanted as my First Container but I am very sad that knowing that your bloodline is only 3 Grade whitehaired Ice Monkey. you still have time to surrender to me and pledge your loyalty to me." Wu Rong.

(This is only is Clone?) Ling Tian

And Wu Rong's Clone's continuous threats of crippling Ling Tian's cultivation and imprisoning him to torture him was quite a terrifying matter for Ling Tian he almost died in there if it wasn't for those pure yin qi beads.

Ling Tian used Heaven Inspecting Sense to search the weak in Wu Rong's Clone, the Clone Wu Rong had no weaknesses. Ling Tian could not use any tricks because this was a battle based on actual skill.

Ling Tian did not know the profoundness of Wu Rong's Clone Technique. He was not sure if it could display a portion of Wu Rong's real strength. If it could, Ling Tian wanted to see what skills Wu Rong had Before fighting him.

At that moment, the Clone of Wu Rong gave off a sinister smile. And the next moment, he disappeared.

His was extremely fast. He stabbed His Sharp Claws right at Ling Tian's dantian!

Wu Rong's attack contained a vibrative power. Once he successfully stabbed, Ling Tian's dantian would definitely explode. One strike would cripple his cultivation.

Danger!

Ling Tian did not know what would happen in real life if his cultivation was crippled by this attack of Clone Wu Rong. He did not dare take the risk. He treated this battle as a real fight with the original Wu Rong. Besides, his opponent's strength far exceeded his. This meant that he could not go easy at all.

"Boom!"

Behind Ling Tian, Yin Qi exploded, forming a Mass Massacre phantom image of an Asura with 2 bloody swords in hand. Yin Qi From his Dantian was injected into his hands!

His Hands started to cover up with a thick film of Ice and Bloody red misty aura was coming out from his hand that Slowly Transformed into 2 Bloody red color Swords same as Asura from the Phantom Image.

The Blood Red Swords were like the swords that had tasted the blood of countless numbers of people, so it emitted a thick blood Qi to it. Blood was in itself contained the yin qi of resentment, so this blood Qi mixed with the pure Yin Qi only complemented one another.

Slashing his Sword, a red wave appeared. In the gray space, a blood Moon appeared out of nowhere!

"Chi La!"

Clone Wu Rong's Attack beam was torn apart. The red Sword beam from Ling Tian did not lose its momentum. It pierced straight into Clone Wu Rong's body.

*Ding*

<Host has developed his own sole Sword Arts Skill ???>

Sword beams flashed wantonly as Clone Wu Rong's body was slashed. No blood flowed out from his wounds, but replacing blood were numerous Spiritual Qi light dots.

Clone Wu Rong's body was thrown backward by a few hundred feet. Even though his body had been penetrated by the Sword beam, he still seemed fine.

"Wo! Wo! Wo!"

Spiritual Qi gathered from Clone Wu Rong's surroundings, flowing straight into his body.

With the Spiritual Qi restoring him, Clone Wu Rong's wounds quickly recovered. He looked at Ling Tian with a cold and sinister smile.