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"Huh!"
"Huh!"
Qianyue Bing's figure appeared repeatedly, creating endless clones and surrounding Ye Chen layer by layer.
"That, are all these knives your clones are holding real?" Ye Chen swallowed hard, his eyelids twitching.
"Why don't you come and try!" All of Qianyue Bing's clones were laughing.
Ye Chen felt a chill in his heart; this Cloning Skill was too sinister!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
While Ye Chen was distracted, all of Qianyue Bing's endless clones exploded into action at the same time.
An unparalleled killing intent swept over, making one's blood run cold.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
All of Qianyue Bing's clones raised their blades, causing the emptiness to tremble with a light humming, and then numerous cold lights flashed as blades struck down on their targets.
"Not good!" Countless sharp blades slashed towards him, and Ye Chen felt an overwhelming oppression, akin to the sensation of needles on his back.