Pfft!
The clone's sword plunged deeply into Ye Yuan's body.
Laws entering the body, Ye Yuan's body seemed to be lacerated.
The heart-piercing pain finally made Ye Yuan regain some consciousness.
"Pain, right? Give up struggling! A weakling like you isn't fit to live in this world!"
As the other Ye Yuan was talking, he agitated the sword in his hand, churning Ye Yuan's wound bigger and bigger.
Golden blood spouted out wildly like a fountain, even being mixed in with some minced meat.
The swift and fierce Sword Dao laws penetrated the wound and wreaked havoc in Ye Yuan's internal organs.
Ye Yuan's consciousness was getting more and more blurry, his eyes becoming more and more lax.
"Ye Yuan!"
Seeing this scene, Dustless's entire body trembled, his eyes revealing a look of despair.
Along the way, the hope that Ye Yuan gave him was too great.
In fact, he never even thought that Ye Yuan would fail.
