Chapter 1202 Perfect Copy!

"puff!"

As soon as Ye Wushuang finished speaking, Yi Jian opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow. This was because he was so angry that his blood energy surged up!

At the same level, as Ye Wushuang said, it would be easy to kill him!

No matter how fast he is, he can't stop Ye Wushuang's sword. That kind of swordsmanship is really strong, fast and sharp!

Surprise and surprise also appeared on the faces of all the geniuses. They stared at Ye Wushuang. Yi Jian's natural combat power was that of the Three Forbidden Talents. Even if he suppressed him to the seventh level of destiny, his combat power was also close to that of a king. The cutting power is unimaginable!

Moreover, his powerful swordsmanship and body skills also made him extremely confident, so he dared to suppress it and compete with Ye Wushuang!

However, even after using two swords in a row, he was still defeated by Ye Wushuang's sword!

At this time, they took a serious look at Ye Wushuang and realized that the figure that was as calm as water before was now so sharp and untouchable!

"This sword attack was caused by my carelessness!"

Yi Jian also looked gloomy and ugly, because he underestimated Ye Wushuang, so he suffered the price of humiliation!

"So, do you want to continue?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Ye Wushuang's lips, "You didn't even touch the corner of my clothes with two consecutive sword strikes. You have the nerve to say such careless excuses!"

"you……"

Yi Jian was extremely angry, and the sword intent on his body was rolling violently, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, as if it was about to kill Ye Wushuang. The terrifying sword technique made the Wutian sword body, which had restrained its sharpness and fierceness, tremble again. Get up!

"It seems that your words are just farts. You are defeated and you look so awesome. Do you still want to continue to be humiliated?"

Ye Wushuang's steps also jumped up suddenly, and a vast force of Lingtian's sword intent hit him. The two sword intents collided and intertwined to form a huge sword gang storm!

Boom!

Yi Jian's body was swept away again, and he took dozens of steps back!

Once again, he was slapped invisible on the face!

However, Ye Wushuang's Lingtian Sword Intention was really strong and extreme, and it moved his heart!

In Ling Tian's sword intention, there is a kind of destructive and undefeated will. He has never seen this kind of sword technique!

"Let me kill him!"

Hua Xin's eyes darkened, and as he took a step forward, a storm of divine power swirled out, and his aura became more intense!

"You, who are you? You can't even defeat me with a sword. Do you think you are stronger than him?"

Looking at Hua Xin coming to kill him, Ye Wushuang didn't even raise his eyelids. In the same realm, he asked himself what kind of trouble Hua Xin could make by relying on the Chaos Divine Body and being invincible at the same level!

Standing there, Ye Wushuang's domineering appearance made many people look at him with admiration!

However, Hua Xin's face kept looking ugly. He was humiliated over and over again, and he had a murderous intention in his heart!

"Hua Xin, stop it!"

At this time, Yi Jian stood in front of Huaxin again!

"Yijian, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

The corner of Hua Xin's mouth twitched, and his eyes were gloomy and dripping, staring at Yi Jian!

"I said, if he wins the Three Swords, I will spare him, and I will do what I say!"

Yi Jian said coldly: "If you take action again, then fight me first!"

Yi Jian's face was gloomy. Although he also wanted to kill Ye Wushuang, he was so arrogant that he would not regard his words as a joke. If he didn't kill Ye Wushuang, he wouldn't!

However, he will not let go of the shame of a sword!

He turned his head again, stared at Ye Wushuang, and said coldly: "Ye Wushuang, I lost to you today, not because I am inferior to you, but because my sword has not been drawn out. One year later, the Four Peaks Competition will be held. I will let you see my sword and completely suppress your sword!"

"You have no chance now, and it's even less likely in the future!"

Ye Wushuang also sneered slightly. Now the fifth level sword king is indeed very powerful, but after a face, he can also defeat him with one sword!

This is Ye Wushuang's confidence!

Glancing at Hua Xin, his eyes flashed with disdain and ridicule. He ignored the others, turned around and stepped into the divine gate!

"Asshole!"

Hua Xin shouted angrily. Originally, he was the one who was superior, but his repeated humiliations turned into a joke!

"Ye Wushuang, you will die ugly!"

Huaxin swears in his heart!

However, Ye Wushuang doesn't know clearly, and even if he does, he won't care!

After a little farce ended, Ye Wushuang entered the divine gate and came to a mysterious space!

The four directions of this place are gray and shrouded in a layer of mist, and there is a huge battle platform in the middle, engraved with many mysterious formations and ancient divine inscriptions!

Ye Wushuang used the Eye of Destruction to scan the space in all directions and found that he couldn't see clearly, it was like chaos!

However, he found that the gray mist could calm him down very quickly, and even the trace of complicated thoughts before him disappeared, becoming ethereal and peaceful!

"What a weird thing!"

Ye Wushuang stood aside and checked for a moment before stepping onto the battlefield!

As soon as he stepped on it, the formation patterns and divine inscriptions on the battle platform seemed to be activated, gradually lighting up and emitting countless divine lights, which were extremely dazzling!

As the divine light appeared, a figure exactly like Ye Wushuang appeared in the center of the battle stage!

Suddenly, his face condensed, and he observed with the Eye of Destruction, and was surprised to find that the aura of this figure not only had the same cultivation level, but also the aura was exactly the same as him!

"You don't have to look, I am you, you are me, when I step onto the battlefield, I am your shadow!"

The figure spoke.

Ye Wushuang also looked at the formation patterns and divine inscriptions under his feet. What did he suddenly understand?

Everything is caused by these formations and divine inscriptions, copying his breath and so on, thus creating another one of himself!

"This is the place for training!"

Ye Wushuang looked up at that figure again!

"Yes, this is the place where you practice the Supreme Technique. You can use your Supreme Technique here at will, and I will continue to copy it and then fight with you. You can find out the advantages and disadvantages of your Supreme Technique. , continuous improvement and breakthrough!”

The shadow explained.

Ye Wushuang roughly understood that every time he used a secret skill, he would be copied by the opponent, and then compete with the same magical power. If the same person with the same magical power wants to compete, he will inevitably find various flaws, and Only through continuous breakthroughs can we determine the winner!

And in this process, secret arts, magical powers, and supreme arts can be perfected, broken through, and even transformed!

“Amazing place!”

Ye Wushuang thought to himself, vaguely expecting that by fighting the same version of himself, he would be able to find out his own shortcomings, so that he could better deal with various death crises in the future!

Therefore, this is indeed a very good opportunity, and he has indeed come to the right place like this!

"let's start!"

Ye Wushuang is looking forward to it very much. How many breakthroughs can this bring to him?

He directly used his supreme body technique, Seven Steps Against the Dragon, and the Savage Tyrant Dragon Fist rushed forward, while the opponent used the same method to rush forward!

Not only the methods are the same, but also the combat power is the same, just like a perfect clone of Ye Wushuang!