Chapter 1231

A close call is imminent!

Zhuo fan didn't dare to neglect him. He also had two golden rings twinkling in his right pupil. The black thunder in his left pupil was rampant. The thunder burst into the air and shot out immediately.

Touch!

The two same moves collide again and produce a clank roar. The terror of black thunder, steep spread out to the surrounding, burning all eight waste. Even the surrounding sea water is evaporating into nothingness.

Zhuo fan was shocked out of a kilometer away under the force of the earthquake. His eyes were in pain and the blood was flowing down.

Look up at the copy again Your sister, standing in front with a defiant smile.

A black line down, Zhuo fan heart more heavy.

This replica is obviously against the weather now. Not only do you know all the tricks and orthodoxy, but you are also much more powerful than yourself.

The more this goes on, the less likely it will be to win. All of a sudden, Zhuo fan is already gloomy, do not know how to deal with it.

Seeing this, the copy couldn't help laughing out: "why, where's the heroism just now? Don't you think it will be easier than the first one? "

"Master, why do you want to be so excellent? Is it good for you?"

"Oh, you didn't think I was going to kill you, ha ha..."

With a smile, the copy refused to comment: "do you know how long I have been here? Because I have no body, I will never see the sun in this dark sea. "

"Isn't there reincarnation in the netherworld? Why don't you reincarnate?"

"Reincarnation?"

Looking at him in a strange way, the copy chuckled: "reincarnation needs to put everything down. There are too many things I can't put down. How can I reincarnate? However, I have my own way to reincarnate even if I don't go to samsara. It is to destroy the original spirit of the living, and then reincarnate through his body. It's just that for so many years, no living people have come here. Now, I have copied your original God. As long as you are dead, I can return to your body and become a human again with the copied God, Jie Jie, Jie... "

With a sneer, the replica took another stride. It was like Zhuo fan rushing to the front of his head. He kept waving his sword fingers, sealing the sky, soaring into the sky, holding up the sky and splitting the sky. All kinds of swordsmanship, all of which were chopped at Zhuo fan's head.

Startled, Zhuo fan immediately retreated, dodging the storm, just like a crazy fight. Moreover, there was a naked intention of killing in the sword spirit, which made him stand upright and dare not to be despised.

Puff, puff, puff!

Suddenly, a few muffled sounds came out. Zhuo fan's arms and shoulders were already crossed by three swords, and the pain went into his heart. This is the state of spirit. Once injured, the pain is hundreds of times more than that of the body.

However, Zhuo fan is used to it, but he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, Zhuo fan seems to think of something, his eyes once again shining with hope.

This replica has mastered his previous skills. I don't know if it has been copied?

Thinking of this, Zhuo fan suddenly stopped moving under the blockade of the sword spirit, just slowly raised his right arm, and his eyes were calm.

The extreme of power, tyrannical destroy the sky, only in a moment!

Kylin boxing!

The pupil of his eyes suddenly coagulates, and Zhuo fan's fist, which seems to be light and fluttering, suddenly smashes to the other side. But at the end of the fist, it was just like a volcanic eruption, which made people's eyes unable to open.

Boom!

A bang, the space seems to burst open, the whole sea is instantly boiling. The fist force of terror, tearing up all obstacles in front of him, fiercely rushes to the replica. Under this terrible fist force, the flying sword Qi was broken and disappeared.

In the first level, we realized that the power of batiandao and Qilin's divine arm should not be underestimated. I'm afraid that even the holy body of the saints can't easily resist the power of this blow.

However, the replicator saw this, but a smile, not at all. Then, in Zhuo fan's incredible eyes, his light floating fist is also slowly lifted up. And that quiet if virgin appearance, is actually more static than Zhuo fan just a lot more, it is like the same as the solidification of space.

Do you mean Even with this move, he

"Ha ha I said, I am you. I'll have what you have Grinning, the copy of the punch is finally hit: "and, I'm better than you!"

Touch!

The two fists hit each other, the heaven and earth broke, and the sea water poured down. There are black cracks in the space, and they are collapsing all around. However, in the endless shock wave spreading in all directions, the strongest one is to rush to Zhuo fan.

Obviously, just after the fight, Zhuo fan's fist was suppressed by the copy again!

The pupils of his eyes could not stop shrinking. Zhuo fan couldn't believe it was true. He was beaten by a fake without any strength to fight back?

Touch!

However, he didn't have to think about it. The huge force of recoil had already hit him hard. Even if he was knocked out a mile away, his whole body was in pain and weakened a lot. When he fell to the ground, he could not get up again and his face was pale.Fortunately, he is now a Yin body, without blood and internal organs. Otherwise, it is estimated that his intestines should be turned out now.

Whew!

One flashed away and came to him again. The fake was staring at him closely, showing a strange smile: "ha ha If you lose, you can't break through this barrier, and I'm going to borrow your yuan Shen to return Yang. Ha ha ha... "

Ho ho ho!

Zhuo fan tried to support his body, but he was helpless. He staggered and fell down again. He could not fight back any more. He could only close his eyes. He looked like he had accepted his fate and was dejected.

Seeing this scene, the replica can't help laughing again, raising a hand, it will be hard to send Zhuo fan brain sect.

It's over, my Lord, Zhuofan!

"The eighth power of emptiness and brightness, instant sky!"

However, at this time, Zhuo fan is suddenly opened his eyes, right pupil, flashing eight golden halo.

Poof!

With a muffled sound, a hole was suddenly pierced in the chest of the counterfeit, and his figure suddenly stopped, motionless. Zhuo fan stares at him fiercely, his sword finger trembles slightly and sneers: "why, don't you copy all my strength and moves? Don't you know that the eighth level of emptiness, lightness and divinity can transfer any attack I have in space, even instantly to you? "

"This..."

The eyebrow trembled slightly, and the replica's face sank, but it soon showed a strange smile: "of course I know this, but I just don't care about it."

Heart next a Lin, Zhuo fan tightly staring at him.

With a sneer, the copy pointed to Zhuo fan's chest and said, "look at yourself!"

Not from a Leng, Zhuo fan looked down, but suddenly surprised. I do not know as like as two peas, but he also wore a huge hole in his chest, exactly like the copy. Er!

However, when he looked at the replica, the wound on his chest had disappeared.

Eyes full of confusion, Zhuo fan instant confusion.

"Ha ha ha Who do you think I am? "

When the copy saw this, he couldn't help laughing: "I told you that I am you. If you hurt me, you hurt yourself. If you kill me, you kill you. Any injury you leave on me will be reflected in you. You I can't help it! "

His body couldn't stop shaking. Zhuo fan couldn't believe it was true. His face twitched: "how can it be? How can you be ok with the injury you caused to me

The corner of his mouth crossed a mysterious smile, and the copy was undeniable.

Staring at him tightly, Zhuo fan's eyes are more and more confused, and even don't know how to deal with it. This replica, no matter how powerful he is, will never hurt him at all, although he is much stronger than himself.

But in this case, what is the way to win?

Since the second level is a barrier, it should be possible to break through the barrier. It should not be solved!

No meat deeply wrinkled, Zhuo fan can not understand.

The copy was staring at him coldly, but the more he laughed, the more evil he was. His body was also slowly floating into the air. When he reached a height of 100 meters, he gave a big drink. He dived, his sword finger in his hand, and fiercely rushed to Zhuo fan: "good bye, Lord. From now on, I will be Zhuo fan, ha ha ha..."

Fierce murderous spirit, approaching in front, Zhuo fan is still do not want to understand.

Why does he have my empty and bright god pupil? Why does he even have mieshi Lei Yan. Even if I just understood the power of baquan and kendo, it was the same.

This is the same person. Even if an outsider steals it, he can't steal his feeling and experience. Even the emperor level master can't get it. Can't you say

suddenly, as like as two peas thought, a question was raised, and then he looked up and saw the face that looked exactly like himself. When he was showing his evil feelings and killing his lips, his eyes were fixed. His arms were stretched out and made a bold decision.

The sword finger of the replica passes through Zhuo fan's chest, and the two people's bodies collide with each other, and the two heads are intertwined. However, the replica is not the joy of victory, Zhuo fan is also calm, no longer dignified and hate.

"When did you find out?" The corners of the mouth trembled slightly, and the reproduction made a faint sound.

Happy smile, Zhuo fan light way: "just not long ago, I can't kill you, but I hurt myself. I knew that we were one. Besides, you have been saying that you are me, Zhuo Yifan! "

"You won, drovan. It seems that this time, I can't take the house and be reborn like last time, ha ha... " With a slight smile, the replica immediately turned into a mass of black gas and integrated into Zhuo fan's body.

The corner of his mouth was slightly tilted, and Zhuo fan's eyes were blurred. When he got clear again, he saw himself sitting on the ground intact. In front of him was the wooden door which he had smashed. However, the surroundings were very calm, not like the appearance just after the war.

A dark shadow wriggled away from his body, forming a figure in a black robe three meters away, sending out a congratulatory voice: "Zhuo fan, you have passed the customs..."

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