I Have Countless Clones

291  Have the Last Laugh (1)

The sudden change broke the balance on the mountaintop.

Be it the disciples of the sect or itinerant cultivators, they abandoned their opponents at the same time and rushed toward the golden cage.

The Corpse Sect disciples were the first to rush forward. The leader stretched out his hand and grabbed the cage.

With the target in hand, the disciple looked ecstatic and shouted,

"Let's go!"

The three of them turned around and rushed down the mountain without hesitation.

"Where do you think you're going?"

The Flying Cloud Sect disciples had already caught up to them. The three of them took out their swords and stabbed toward the back of the Corpse Sect disciples.

Sensing the sharp sword energy coming from behind, the three Corpse Sect disciples were slightly intimidated, and they had no choice but to turn around to block the attack.

With this delay, the others immediately surrounded them and attacked the three of them ferociously!

The previous scene happened again, but this time, the target was the Corpse Sect disciples.

Even with the help of the six bronze corpses, the three Corpse Sect disciples were still far from being a match for everyone. In the blink of an eye, they could barely hold their ground and were in great danger.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew past. The Corpse Sect disciple who was holding the golden cage felt the weight on his hand disappear. He looked down and saw that the golden cage was gone.

"No! Someone has snatched it away!"

His expression changed drastically. He looked around and quickly discovered a wisp of wind a hundred meters away. In the wind, he could vaguely see a thin figure.

"Yin Xianbin!"

The Corpse Sect disciple hollered and slapped out fiercely. In an instant, a blood light flashed, and an itinerant cultivator blocking the way in front of him instantly turned into a dried corpse and fell to the ground.

The disciple didn't even spare the dead man a glance. He chased after Yin Xianbin like a sharp sword.

The others also realized what had happened at this moment and turned to charge at Yin Xianbin.

"Well, I'll take the thousand-year-old Mystic Essence Wood Spirit!"

Yin Xianbin's speed was as fast as the wind, leaving behind a series of complacent laughter along the way.

However, reality proved that happiness could easily turn into sorrow. In the next moment, the laughter stopped abruptly, and there was a muffled groan.

Yin Xianbin suddenly stopped, and the layer of glow on his body quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He reached out to his chest and finally grabbed a wisp of blood before the glow completely disappeared.

If one took a closer look, they would discover that the streak of light was actually an incomparably ferocious poisonous insect!

Yin Xianbin closed his fingers and instantly crushed the poisonous insect to death.

When he looked up again, he realized that three pale-faced, expressionless men had already blocked his path and were charging at him.

"Blood Sea Sect!"

Yin Xianbin's pupils constricted as he suddenly realized that the poisonous insect just now should be the famous Blood Threadworm of the Blood Sea Sect.

No wonder his rob, a superior-grade enchanted armament, was damaged in an instant!

Yin Xianbin didn't have time to feel sorry for the damaged robe. He quickly raised his talisman sword to deal with the siege of the three Blood Sea Sect disciples.

Although he was an itinerant cultivator, he was quite powerful. He had accumulated many trump cards over the years and wasn't afraid of facing any of the three people in a one-on-one battle.

However, he had to fight against all three of them, and that was beyond his power.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the others had also caught up. Yin Xianbin's heart sank. He knew that he had missed the best opportunity to escape.

He was a lone itinerant cultivator who could survive in the cruel cultivation world, so he had to be a meticulous and shrewd man. Seeing that he couldn't turn the situation around, he gritted his teeth and threw away the cage.

He threw it in Guan Zhou's direction.

Seeing this, Guan Zhou cursed inwardly and decisively retreated to distance himself from the cage.

Yin Xianbin was smart, but Guan Zhou wasn't stupid either. He knew very well that as an itinerant cultivator, he would definitely not be able to snatch the thousand-year-old Mysterious Wood Spirit under siege of everyone. His only hope was to take advantage of the internecine outcome.

With Guan Zhou's retreat, the golden cage was immediately exposed to a few itinerant cultivators.

Of course, these people understood the situation, but greed eventually suppressed their rationality.

Seeing the golden cage flying over, they involuntarily went up to it.

In the next moment, there was a sharp clang. Several streaks of sword energy attacked like lightning and pierced the itinerant cultivators!

One of the streaks of sword energy spun in the air, went through the hook on the top of the golden cage, and flew back into the hands of a Flying Cloud Sect disciple.

With the cage in their hands, the three Flying Cloud Sect disciples revealed looks of joy. They didn't have the slightest bit of pity after killing those people.

In the face of tempting benefits, the members of the Flying Cloud Sect, who used to treat itinerant cultivators warmly, tore off their masks and bared their fangs.

With the death of these itinerant cultivators, this chaotic battle reached its most ferocious stage.

Disciples from large sects, disciples from small sects, and the itinerant cultivators fought one another fiercely.

Everyone was fighting everyone at the same time.

The cage changed hands seven or eight times in a short period of time.

Every time it changed hands, the person who obtained the cage would instantly become the target of everyone's joint attack!

The sword energy, spells, and Dharma treasures on the mountaintop whistled endlessly. Multi-colored lights rose and fell, changing the color of the sky.

In a hidden corner, Miao You looked at the battle in the distance with a strange expression.

Just now, she watched as Lin Shen summoned a clone, which rushed toward the golden cage, breaking the balance on the mountaintop in one go and dragging everyone into a chaotic battle!

She had originally wanted to watch on the side and see how Lin Shen would obtain the thousand-year-old Mystic Essence Wood Spirit. She had never thought that he would use such a move.