The hilt of the sword, which was a step late, barely resisted the deadly dragon claw, so that Qi Wuce did not have to suffer the pain of opening his intestines.

However, a step slower is a step slower after all, even if he pushed away the dragon's claw, the sharp tip of the claw still left four bloody claw marks on Qi Wuru's chest.

Retracting the dragon's claws, the clone sniffed at the remaining blood on the tip of the claw, his eyes filled with fascination.

Qi Wuce took this scene in his eyes, his pupils darkened, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened a little, he recognized the emotion in the clone's eyes after smelling his blood.

It is greed, which comes from the blood, and the innate desire to evolve evolves.

What is the state of the clone, Qi Wuce, who had checked it before, knew in his heart that if he really let the other party swallow him, the pure blood in his body might really be able to make the strength of the animal to a higher level.

However, he Qi Wuce is by no means the kind of person who sits still and waits, this battle has long been doomed to the endless ending, and now, Qi Wuce naturally no longer has the funny idea that everyone can sit down and drink tea and chat harmoniously.

Regardless of Maeve who was making some small movements behind him, at this time, Qi Wuce didn't have time to deal with the woman who might stab him in the back later, at least, he didn't have a chance to care about the other party until he got this little dragonman version of himself.

The curry stick shot out with electricity, and after a fight, Qi Wuru flew into the air with the force from the clone's claws.

The strength was exhausted, and with a light tap under his feet, Qi Wuru's figure rose up again.

The clone roared sharply, and the seemingly useless and immature short meat wings behind him suddenly unfolded, and then looked at it, the meat wings were the existence of imaginary ornaments, with wings spread eight meters, and they were clearly a pair of wings that helped people soar into the sky.

The clone soared upward, and flew not at all like a fledgling with its wings spread, but like an eagle that had been in the sky for a long time.

Qi Wuce had lost his strength, and his body fell freely towards the clone's cold claws, and he was about to end up being split into two parts, but the corners of Qi Wuce's mouth hung a weird smile.

He had long doubted the role of the wings behind the clone, and the reason why he placed himself in the air was to draw out the other party's ability to fly.

The sooner he became familiar with the opponent's ability, the more beneficial it would be to the next battle, and Qi Wuce didn't want to be caught off guard by the opponent's unexpected ability in a certain flaw.

Against the fierce wind when he fell, Qi Wuce's gaze was firmly locked on the clone, the other party was bent on taking his life, and the other party must have bitten him to death in this air battle, wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Although the air battle is not good for him, the current situation is not necessarily that he is at a disadvantage......

Stabilize the body, do the sword drawing pose, relying on the opportunity of falling, Qi Wuru can even avoid the time to accumulate momentum and take out the sword at any time, just waiting for the moment of rushing to draw the sword and take the opponent's life.

In Newton's blessing, Qi Wuce and the clone rushed together steadily.

Qi Wuce drew his sword and came out, and the white horse practiced and attacked the clone's heavenly spirit.

Seeing that the clone was about to be split in two, the clone contracted its wings and wrapped itself, and the whole person accelerated in a spiral and suddenly changed lanes and perfectly took the perfect measures with a helpless slash.

It turned out to be an old driver!

Something happened, Qi Wuce's face remained unchanged, and after complaining in his heart, the curry stick that was cut out in half suddenly changed his move, and the clone that was moving towards the spiral while the distance had not yet been stretched was a pick.

The blood spilled in the air and quickly vaporized, and half of the clone's wings were thrown out as it swirled, falling into the sea of blood and disappearing.

Qi Wuce's moves were exquisite, and he was as light as a feather when he fell to the ground, and he only moved half a step slightly to unload his strength, judging from the guy on the opposite side who fell to the ground and smashed the ground, Qi Wuce moved back to Yicheng this time.

Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, the enemy was tired and I fought, Qi Wuce, who firmly believed that he could not give the enemy the slightest respite, slashed out his sword and began to beat the water dogs.

If you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game, even a strong person like Skaha will not dare to show the slightest flaw when competing with Qi Wuce in pure martial arts, let alone the beast in front of him who only relies on instinct to fight.

The clone was just a mistake, and Qi Wuce had the opportunity to grasp the battle situation and play the offensive without reservation.

Dodging a sword in embarrassment, the snowflakes of another broken wing on his back made the clone subconsciously howl in pain.

However, Qi Wuce did not have any mercy for an unintelligent beast that wanted to take his life, and all he had with the clone was a dispute over the position of hunter.

Now, as he grasps the situation of the battle, he naturally will not give the clone any chance to turn defeat into victory.

The clones scurried around the altar like lost dogs, losing the air superiority of their wings and being seriously injured, if it weren't for the ghostly speed, the clones would have been slashed by Qi Wuchou's sword.

The ravines crisscrossed the altar, and the falling rubble at the edge indicated that the altar was not long enough to support a monster as far beyond ordinary people as Qi Wuce and the clones.

Maeve had already seized the opportunity to escape from the secret passage where she was hiding nowhere, and now the huge altar had become a battlefield for Qi Wuxue and the clones.

Qi Wuce's attack has never been restrained, not to mention that the clone is the enemy he must kill, it is this underground altar, and it is not his territory anyway, even if it is broken, he does not need to feel half a point of heartache for this.

The raging sword qi slashed through the earth, shattered the walls, and everything in its path was split in two, and only the existence of a clone could dodge four times under this terrifying sword aura.

Qi Wuce didn't dare to relax, at least before killing the clone, even if his body was tired, he would grit his teeth and persevere.

After a hasty inspection before, Qi Wuce was not sure that he knew everything about the clone, after all, the other party was a little dragon man with horns on his head and a tail behind him, and the ghost knew what else was hidden in the other party's body and didn't tell him a little secret.

The closer we get to the end, the more we have to muster up the spirit of 120,000 points, and when a beast enters the end of the road, all the killing moves will be exposed here.

The clone was hit by a sword, and the whole person froze in place.

Qi Wuce's eyes froze, and he quickly approached the clone with his sword, although the sword qi could hurt the other party, it was by no means a means to kill with one blow.

At this time, the other party made it clear that he had saved up enough anger and began to make a big move, and Qi Wuce naturally didn't dare to hold it up at this critical juncture.

The spirit was condensed on the blade of the sword, and the curry stick was swung out with a sword, and a large black shadow flew in the air.

"Hoo ......"

With the sound of heavy breathing, Qi Wuce slammed his sword on the ground, relying on the support of the curry stick to keep him from sitting on the ground.