THUD! THUD! THUD!
One after another, the clones shattered and dispersed under the dust storm's assault.
Within a moment, four of the twelve clones were wiped out. The remaining ones were knocked back, some suffering varying degrees of damage.
"He's too powerful! Su Ziling's clones were shattered!"
A group of young Experts were stunned. They had clearly underestimated Huyan Xiong's strength. During Su Ziling's battle with Long Zaiyuan, not a single one of his clones had been broken. Now, Huyan Xiong had destroyed four of them in a single move.
Su Ziling's expression grew tense. He had only eight clones left. Each clone was formed by consuming a great deal of True Qi. The loss of even one was equivalent to wasting a large amount of True Qi—a loss he could ill afford.
