Meng Huo widened his eyes in surprise, unable to see through Ding Fan's true form, only witnessing countless Ding Fans dancing in the air. Enraptured by the sight, he instinctively resorted to the simplest method.
"Ha!"
With a large hand, he clenched his fist and slammed it towards a nearby Ding Fan. The punch was powerful, causing the space to reverberate loudly, sending ripple upon ripple spreading out.
After these ripples spread out, both of Ding Fan's clones were easily shattered.
Elder Meng Huo's confidence soared, as his body repeatedly leaped into mid-air, his fists continuously striking, creating spatial shockwaves that effortlessly shattered all the clones.
"Reflective Body Technique, Swift!"
Ding Fan once again deployed his clones, his expression grave. Despite Meng Huo's large build, he was extremely agile, his speed even surpassing that of the Crimson Flame, making Ding Fan dare not approach him.
