Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

boom!

The roar that split the sky echoed throughout Star City.

The terrifying energy wave was centered on the mecha and wreaked havoc.

Lin Fan was swallowed up instantly.

And in the center of this raging terrifying energy, Fu Long walked out in a panic.

At this moment, he was wearing armor, and his whole body was wrapped like a metal man.

Even so, the obviously specially made metal armor was still twisted and deformed, and many places were torn under the raging energy.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about the huge pain of broken muscles and fractures all over his body, and his eyes were full of madness as he looked at the figure swallowed up by the ball of light.

Finally died.

Although I am defeated, but so what?

To die is to die.

The truth is written by the victors.

At this moment, countless people who were paying attention secretly sighed in their hearts.

Pity.

The young talent who was originally a young man could not escape death in the end.

Leng Lingyue in the starry sky looked at the screen in front of her. The battle in Star City was clearly shown on the screen.

Seeing the energy wave from the mecha's self-explosion tearing apart Lin Fan's body, she sighed inexplicably, feeling a sense of lack of interest.

It was not easy to find an interesting man, but he died like this.

But there are more than trillions of creatures within the boundaries of this human empire?

Countless geniuses die every day.

The most indispensable thing in this world is genius.

She was so relieved in her heart that she was ready to turn off the screen and order the starship to leave.

But at this moment, her eyes suddenly froze.

His eyes were fixed on the scene of Lin Fan's energy wave tearing apart.

She found that Lin Fan's torn body didn't feel like a human body, but more like... a paper man.

what's the situation?

"Camera replay." Leng Lingyue said eagerly.

The star brain in the starship quickly controls the screen playback.

"Pause here and zoom in." Leng Lingyue saw the scene where Lin Fan was torn to pieces.

The camera kept zooming in at her greeting.

Then Leng Lingyue's expression became strange.

This is not like Paper Man.

But...it's the paper man.

So, the person who was torn apart by the energy wave just now was not the real Lin Fan, but just a clone?

Thinking of this, Leng Lingyue couldn't help but take a breath.

It's just a clone, but he can actually fight like this with an ancestor-level cultivator at the peak of god transformation like Fu Long.

Moreover, Fu Long was killed by letting him use all his cards, and finally even self-destructing.

If the other party's true self comes out, what a terrifying existence it will be.

This is unimaginable.

At this moment, Fu Long didn't notice all this. After dealing with the terrifying boy in front of him, he looked at the contestant station of No. 2 Federation again.

This Lin Fan also has more than a dozen accomplices.

To cut the weeds, we need to get rid of the roots, now that we have already killed them.

Then no one can be left alive.

With this thought in mind, he endured the huge pain that ripped through his body, gritted his teeth and walked towards the room where those guys were, without caring about recovering his body.

But at this moment, a suppressed exclamation suddenly came from his ears.

He was a little confused at first, but the next moment, his heart moved, and he suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the mecha's self-destruction.

The next moment, his pupils shrank deeply.

Because he saw that just as the energy wave dissipated, a piece of paper suddenly fell from the air.

The piece of paper seemed to have been cut, like a paper figure.

But that's not the point.

The point is that he sensed a familiar aura from this paper man.

It was that Lin Fan's aura.

He's not dead?

How can it be?

Fu Long's eyes widened with disbelief.

At this time, the paper man was floating, like an inflated balloon, and began to become full.

The next moment, he turned into another 'Lin Fan'.

He is exactly the same as Lin Fan from before...

This...how is this possible?

Countless monks who secretly regretted the violent death of such a genius, saw this strange scene one by one, as if they had seen a ghost.

At the same time, each of them recovered from the shock.

What does this mean?

It means...the Lin Fan who was killed by the mecha's self-destruction just now was not the real Lin Fan.

It's just a paper clone of someone else.

It's right to think about it. At this point, he is participating in the final competition of that trial.

Divine consciousness is still in that virtual space.

How could it appear here?

Just after thinking about this, they were even more shocked.

The paper man clones all have such fighting power.

Then what kind of terrifying existence would it be if its true form came out?

This is simply unthinkable.

At this time, Fu Long also figured this out. After recovering from the shock, his face turned red.

He felt deeply humiliated.

He had been beaten to a desperate state and was retreating steadily.

Are you telling me now that all this was just brought about by a paper man clone?

This is simply a disgrace.

It can be said that after today's battle, he, the dignified ancestor of the Fu family, will become everyone's laughing stock.

This was something he couldn't tolerate.

But besides being angry, what else could he do?

Continue to fight to the death with the paper man in front of you, and finally blow up the mecha?

Where can I get so many mechas?

Even he can't buy as many mecha as he wants.

Fu Long felt like he was riding a tiger but couldn't get off.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have come to the door with such a big fanfare.

Of course, there's no point regretting it now.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and prepared to retreat first.

If you stay any longer, it will only make you more embarrassed.

It's better to take a long-term view.

But as soon as he made a move, the new paper man blocked his way: "Want to leave? It's not that easy."

"What else do you want?" Fu Long was almost so angry that he ran away again.

"Come when you want and leave when you want. Do you think this is your home?"

Fu Long's eyes were red: "If I leave, can you still stop me?"

I really can't get any benefits from fighting this guy in front of me.

But he wanted to leave, and he still didn't believe that the other party could stop him.

He is an existence at the pinnacle of divine transformation.

Don't talk about it on this junk planet.

Even if you encounter an opponent at the Dao realm in this Human Emperor Realm, you may not be able to stop yourself who wants to leave.

He had such confidence in his heart that he didn't panic when faced with this obstacle.

But the expression on his face changed in the next moment, and his eyes widened and rounded.

Because right under his nose, the paper man in front of him took out...a pile of papers.

Looking at the thickness, there are hundreds of them.

Then he raised it casually.

The hundreds of pieces of paper were scattered into the air.

As the pieces of paper spread out in mid-air, they were held up as if they were inflated, and then turned into 'Lin Fan' one by one.

These Lin Fans, whether in terms of appearance, body shape, or aura, seemed to be carved out of molds.

This made countless guys who were peeking here dumbfounded.

Then when they looked at Fu Long one by one, there was already gloating in their eyes.

One Lin Fan clone is enough for him to drink a pot.

Now, hundreds of paper-man clones of Lin Fan suddenly appeared.

This time Fu Long may really fall into trouble here.

so poor!

It's not good to offend anyone. Why did you offend such a freak?