Lemon Slices

Crossing over to an independent urban world where martial arts and immortal law coexisted, the only thing Lin Shen could rely on was his clone's golden finger.
"Clone cultivation, the host becomes stronger."
"Clone [Pure Flame Body]: Flame attribute techniques cultivation speed +300%, Blazing Flame Palm, Melting Hand, Pure Flame Sword Skill... Any flame attribute techniques at your service. You can become a master in a day!"
"Clone [Natural Daoist Body]: cultivation speed +500%. All martial arts techniques can be understood at first glance, and will be integrated, crushing all geniuses!"
"Clone [Non-self Sword God]: Sword art technique power +200%, sword art technique cultivation speed +200%. No matter how strong you are, I will cut you down with one strike!"
...
"You never know how many clones are trying to cultivate behind the person you are talking to in front of you!"
"What does it have to do with me if my clone did it?"
"Don't try to outnumber me cuz you can't!"

I Have Countless Clones

In just a short moment, he was already shocked by Lin Shen's performance several times.

Right now, he was even more shocked!

After all, this was a True Martial technique!

It was rumored to be a terrifying martial technique that could threaten a cultivator master!

Min Shun was now very sure that Jiang Wanying and Shen Yan were killed by this person!

Even someone as calm as Min Shun couldn't help but curse.

Why would such a powerful figure mix with a group of early- and mid-phase Bright Aperture Stage disciples?

However, reality didn't give Min Shun much time to think.

As the scarlet palm covered the sky and crushed down, an invisible pressure that was like a collapsing mountain suddenly descended, imprisoning him on the spot and making him unable to dodge.

Check Mate (2)