A green tendon bulged out on the forehead of the fake Li Shuangbai. He said angrily: "Yu Wenfan." You've let me down so much. Toast if you don't eat and drink, give me death!"

"Boom!"

A soft sound echoed. The two swords collided violently, causing a huge aftermath that turned into a violent wind and roared in all directions. Wu Chenjun was blown off the ground and fell farther away.

Yang Qiu gently pushed back with his left hand, and a burst of qi rushed out, supporting his body before he landed, allowing him to land smoothly. Wu Chenjun was stunned for a moment, but then came back to his senses, showed gratitude, and said, "Thank you." As soon as he said this, his face changed. It turned out that the light of the fake Li Shuangbai's fingertips flashed, and another flying sword flew out and stabbed at Yang Qiu.

Wu Chenjun reminded anxiously: "Be careful!"

Yang Qiu only felt that the evil wind in his back was not good, and a flying sword had passed through his chest, and with a pop, it left a bloody hole. The strong smell of blood permeated the air, and the sharp pain poured into my mind like a tidal wave.

Yang Qiu looked down at the wound and saw that he didn't stab his heart, but luckily grazed his heart, he couldn't help but feel lucky, and let out a long breath in his heart.

But just when he felt lucky, another flying sword rushed out from the fingertip of the fake Li Shuangbai and shot at him.

Yang Qiu's face sank, he hurriedly put away his distracting thoughts, moved out more than ten meters horizontally to avoid it, and slapped a palm with his right palm. A powerful Gang Qi roared out and landed on the chest of the fake Li Shuangbai. But the fake Li Shuangbai had already moved out twenty meters horizontally to avoid it.

Just as he was dodging, Yang Qiu slapped three palms in a row. But they were all avoided by the fake Li Shuangbai one by one.

Yang Qiu shouted, "Good Treasure!" and rushed forward, and just as the Good Treasure Sword flew out of his palm to fight with the fake Li Shuangbai, he quickly approached. When they were less than a meter or two apart, they grabbed the good sword and stepped up their attack with the Yin Qing sword technique.

In this close-range hand-to-hand, the rabbit rises and falls, extremely fast, and the swords and swords reflect each other, and the figures of the two are interspersed in it. For a time, it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. Just when the battle reached the thirty-third move, Yang Qiu slashed at the face door of the fake Li Shuangbai with a sword. The wound was torn open by too much force, slowing down halfway through, and then continuing to cut down.

It was this moment of lightning. Fake Li Shuangbai kicked it. With a bang, it hit the chest, kicking Yang Qiu back a step.

Yang Qiu's sword missed, not only did his injuries further expand, but he also almost fell. Fake Li Shuangbai took a step forward, seized this rare opportunity, and slammed his left hand into Yang Qiu's face with a fist.

Yang Qiu had to turn his head sideways to avoid it, and he didn't have time to think about counterattacking again.

Fake Li Shuangbai's right hand shrank. Grabbed forward fiercely, hitting Yang Qiu's left shoulder. The five fingers were tightly clasped, and he said proudly: "Yu Wenfan, no, it's Yang Qiu." Now, you're done. I'm going to absorb your cultivation and see how you hide. Hahahaha...... "As he spoke, a powerful suction force was released from his palm, and in a blink of an eye, Yang Qiu's right shoulder had been sucked down.

"Ahh

Yang Qiu screamed in pain, his face was pale, and his heartbeat kept accelerating. A deep fear pervades the depths of my heart.

He said incredulously, "This is ...... Demon skills!?You actually know magic skills...... But before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder that had tripled, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream in pain.

"Hahahaha! I know. That's even better. I'm going to show you what fear is!" said with a smirk. The five fingers buckled hard, and sucked a large part of the flesh and blood in Yang Qiu's left shoulder.

Yang Qiu trembled in pain, his face was pale, and he unwillingly reached out to grab the fake Li Fengbai's hand, wanting to tear it away, but he grabbed it again and again. The fake Li Fengbai lifted him above his head for a while, and then threw him behind him, as if playing with a rope, throwing him back and forth, left and right.

An invisible force permeated the surroundings, throwing Yang Qiu back and forth, unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and his hands and feet were waved in the air again and again, and he couldn't touch the fake Li Shuangbai at all. But the strength of the fake Li Shuangbai is constantly improving, Yang Qiu's left shoulder is getting more and more shriveled, and after a while, the white bones in the palm of the palm have been exposed.

"Ahh

A terrible scream echoed. Yang Qiu finally fell into despair.

The fake Li Shuangbai laughed proudly, throwing Yang Qiu off faster and faster, not giving him any chance to fight back at all.

Yang Qiu realized that in this situation, even the immortal technique might fail, and finally felt fear. A tear was sliding down the corner of his eye. But at this moment, a spiritual light crossed his mind like a meteor piercing the night sky. He calmly said in his heart, "Wait." The reason why I can't hit him with my current attacks is because I only have one, or two, or three.

Therefore, when he throws me in other directions, my attack will be completely under his control, and the original course will be deflected. But if I attack many, many, many, to a certain extent, it won't be like that. It's like a planet. Planets all have specific orbits on the outside.

If the cosmic garbage enters this orbital area, it will rotate around the planet, but once the number increases, there will be a collision of cosmic garbage, and once it collides, it may generate forces in other directions, such as the power inside the planet.

Even if it doesn't, because the cosmic garbage fills up the orbital space on the planet's surface, in order to continue to rotate, it will kick some of the garbage after the collision out of this area as excess garbage. There are only two possible outcomes, either kicking the garbage farther away and forming a new orbital area outside, or kicking the garbage deeper into the planet.

The cosmic garbage that enters the planet will become a meteor and have the power to bring a deadly threat to the planet. For example, the extinction of dinosaurs was the same as the emergence of the Ice Age. Yu Wenfan's special move, the Flying Fire Meteor Sword, can have the same effect. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he finally showed excitement, and shouted: "Good treasure!" stretched out his right hand, tightly grasped the good sword that came out of his body, and stabbed a sword towards the fake Li Fengbai.

The fake Li Fengbai laughed disdainfully. said: "Ignorance. You couldn't hit me with all four limbs swinging at the same time before, and now you have the luxury of relying on a flying sword to succeed? naïve!" As soon as he spoke, his face changed greatly, and his mouth opened wide in disbelief.

I saw this sword stabbing at me. was thrown by his right hand, and when it was already seriously offset, hundreds of sword lights roared out, like a dense meteor shower, sweeping in front of him. Most of the attacks naturally missed, but one of the sword lights unexpectedly hit the right arm with a thud. Forcibly chopped off the right arm that was clasping Yang Qiu's left shoulder.

"Ahh

A piercing scream echoed.

Fake Li Shuangbai only felt an unbearable sharp pain coming from his left arm like a tide, and he stumbled a big step in pain, and finally lost his advantage.

Yang Qiu lifted his sword and stabbed out again. The Spitfire Meteor Trick continues to work. Hundreds of sword lights rushed like a rainstorm pear blossom, rushing away the fake Li Shuangbai.

Fake Li Shuang's eyes are quick, and he kicks his legs sideways to dodge, interspersing in countless swords. The more you avoid injuries, the more you do. The more injuries there are, the slower the speed of evasion, and in the end, after avoiding the Spitfire Meteor Sword three times, he was finally hit by more than a hundred swords of the fourth Spitfire Meteor Sword, and he fell to the ground with a hole like a hornet's nest.

Yang Qiu was secretly relieved to see that he was finally defeated. But seeing that the holes in the fake Li Shuangbai's body were densely packed, there was not a trace of blood spilling. The more he looked at it, the more weird he felt, and the more weird he felt, the more uneasy he felt. He said strangely in his heart: "How can there be no blood?" he raised his sword to catch up, waved his right hand, and cast the Flying Fire Meteor Trick, wanting to send him on his way.

But at this moment, a black gas rose from the fake Li Shuangbai's body, and in the blink of an eye, the fake Li Shuangbai disappeared and appeared ten meters away like a ghost. He glared at Yang Qiu with angry eyebrows, revealing a deep look of rage, and said, "Yang Qiu, you hurt me. I'm going to make you pay back a hundredfold!" raised his right hand and pinched a seal, pointing at the center of his eyebrows.

A moment later, a black gas came out of the center of his eyebrows and fell on the ground beside him, changing more and more, rising higher and higher, and in less than a second, he turned into a new Li Shuangbai who was exactly the same as the fake Li Shuangbai. Just after the appearance of this new Li Shuangbai, a cold cold light appeared on the faces of the two Li Shuangbai at the same time, which looked more and more weird.

Yang Qiu opened his mouth wide in surprise, rubbed his eyes, and said, "There is another Li Shuangbai? So, this fake Li Shuangbai is not a real flesh and blood body? No wonder he was pierced by my meteor sword with so many holes and still not died." Now it's in trouble. He showed a solemn look that could not be concealed.

The old and new Li Shuangbai glanced at each other, and with a sudden, they turned into two black lights at the same time, rushing towards Yang Qiu.

In the north, in a small town a few miles away, Li Fengbai finally completed the final business task, raised his leg and kicked everyone who fell around him one after another, and said: "In the future, my Li family's business is not allowed to be sabotage." Otherwise, I, Li Fengbai, will let you taste the taste of being beaten again. Got it?"

All the monks nodded in agreement.

Li Fengbai glanced around, saw that there was a completely consistent look of fear on their faces, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's good to know." Then I'm gone. He rose into the air and flew in the direction of the Li family, and said excitedly in his heart: "Finally finished the matter." What was it that Dad called me that night? I can finally ask him. ”

"Qiang Qiang Qiang ...... Qiang Qiang Qiang ......"

In the south, a piercing sound of gold and iron echoed. Yang Qiu was already in a bitter battle. Because he had to deal with two fake Li Shuangbai with equal strength at the same time, he had to stop the Flying Fire Meteor Trick and use the Yin Qing Sword Technique to contend instead.

The strength of those two fake Li Shuangbai was terrifying, and they stepped up their pinching, and one after another flying swords rushed out like swords, engulfing Yang Qiu in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qiu struggled to intersperse under the attack of countless flying swords, raising his sword to block, but he couldn't completely avoid it, the more tired he became, the more he was injured in the more he fought, and after a while, his clothes had been torn countless times, and blood stained his whole body. After another moment of fighting, his left arm was slashed by a flying sword, half of his arm was almost cut off, a piece of white bone appeared at the joint, and a large piece of flesh turned out.

Yang Qiu couldn't help frowning in pain, and the speed of dodging slowed down.

Just when he was slowing down, one of Li Shuangbai's eyes lit up, and he excitedly raised his hand and patted the top of his head. The other Li Shuangbai pinched the trick and pointed forward and pointed at Yang Qiu's back.

Yang Qiu found that he was being attacked at the same time, and wanted to move away from it, but suddenly the injury attacked, and when a sharp pain poured into his mind from the limbs and hundreds of bones, he couldn't help but be stunned, so he had to temporarily take the initiative and use the immortal technique to save his life. Two green rays of light shot towards Li Shuangbai in front.

That Li Shuangbai was bright and clear-sighted, and he turned sideways to avoid it, but the seal in his hand did not stop, pointing forward. A white flying sword roared out and stabbed at Yang Qiu's eyebrows. Yang Qiu's mouth opened wide in disbelief and fell into despair. But at this moment, the flying sword turned in the direction and deliberately wiped Yang Qiu's ears and flew to the rear.

Yang Qiu looked back in confusion, only to see that Wu Chenjun had already run away for thousands of miles, and finally suddenly, he threw the good sword out again, and shouted: "Good treasure!

"Boom!"

A soft sound echoed. The obedient sword turned into a white light and cut off the flying sword that was chasing out, and turned around, but at this moment, a figure rushed out from behind Yang Qiu, pointing out a seal, pointing at Wu Chenjun, who was fleeing farther and farther. Bad Treasure had to turn around and collide with the flying sword that was pursuing again.

In the next period of time, the battlefield was divided into two places, one was the battle between the good sword and one of Li Shuangbai's sword tricks, and the other was the life-and-death struggle between Yang Qiu and Li Shuangbai. The good sword barely dragged Li Shuangbai, who repeatedly pinched the sword seal, but Yang Qiu's strength against the other Li Shuangbai became more and more difficult. Without the Good Sword, the power and utility of the Yin Qing Sword Technique unleashed with empty hands are less than half.

After thirty-one rounds of fighting between the two sides, Yang Qiu was finally seized by the other party, kicked him in the stomach, slammed the ground, fell out, and fell to the ground involuntarily. The back trick also fell beside him. Fake Li Shuangbai's eyes lit up, and he rushed up excitedly, and when he was only half a meter away from Yang Qiu, he released a powerful coercion, raised his hand and slashed at him with a sword.

Yang Qiu found that his limbs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move for the time being, so he couldn't help but fall into despair, and unwillingly cast the immortal technique.

Two green rays of light flowed in his eyes for a moment, and they shot at the fake Li Shuangbai's face with hope.

Yang Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief and showed an excited smile. But finding that his body had not changed in any way, and his gaze was still the same as before, he retracted all his smiles, opened his mouth in disbelief, and said uneasily in his heart: "No......?