One head was scrapped, the clone did not react, there was no expression on his face, as if he was not injured, and the other two heads cast a spell at the same time to bless themselves, one of them must have the brute force of a cow, because Ye Qing could feel that its strength had increased, and his hands were tightly grasping his shoulders and lifting him, with the difference in strength after the bonus, he directly lifted him up, and then fell to the ground fiercely, as if he had fallen into something.

"Bang!"

The huge body more than six meters tall smashed on the ground, and the entire island was like an earthquake, and the huge force came into contact with the hard ground, and Ye Qing was thrown on the spot, dizzy and a little confused.

The clone that threw him down did not stop, the right knee was pressed against his stomach, the huge force almost made him vomit, the two main hands expanded rapidly, the left hand pressed against the chest, and the right hand was clenched into a fist almost the size of a basin, aiming at him was a slamming slam.

With the strength of the clone and the strengthened main hand, it was no different from the kind of industrial sledgehammer that demolished the building, and when he put it away with a punch, he couldn't find the same head as before, the bridge of his nose was directly shattered, and his nose was softly attached to the center of the face full of blood, and the two eyes and necks were smashed together, and the eyeballs popped out and hung on the edge of the eye sockets.

The lips were red and swollen and blood flowed, most of the teeth were lost, and the remaining few hanging on the gums would fall off at any time.

Don't look at the clone just smashing him with his fist, but the lethality will not be lower than with a weapon, the strength judgment is three when the muscles of the main arm are expanded, and the strength at this moment is amazingly high, plus the attack part is the head, there is a weakness bonus, and it is directly shattered by an ordinary person's punch.

Even if he is a reincarnation and his physique is high enough, he will be smashed in the head if he can't carry a punch.

Ye Qing didn't want to be beaten to death all the time, until this kind of thing happened, he would become a joke in the reincarnation space, his mind moved, the blade of creation was withdrawn, and there was a loud noise, two golden hooks appeared behind him, and his two arms were freed to grab the two golden hooks and press them at the replica, and the huge golden hook pierced the other two heads of the replica.

The clone that was smashing and smashing it let out a roar of pain, struggling hard, but it was hooked by the Thousand Tribulation God Slaughter, and within three seconds, it would lose all resistance power, and the chain rose up, pulling the clone's two heads up, and tearing it away from itself.

From a distance, two long chains grew behind a four-headed and ten-armed giant, hanging high and hooking the other four-headed and ten-armed giant hanging in the air, and the other four-headed and ten-armed giant hung in the air, as if he had lost the power to resist, and the ten arms continued to shake as the chains swung.

The Thousand Tribulation God Slaughter pulled the clone back in front of him, and the ten arms were raised at the same time, slashing down, and the ten swords were slashed on the head at the same time, cutting off the crippled head in one fell swoop.

At this time, only one second had passed, and the Thousand Tribulation God Slaughter was unable to resist for a full three seconds.

Hanging the clone and turning around, ten more swords slashed down one after another, cutting off the other head that was not hooked.

As concocted, three seconds later, the third head was cut off by him, and the freed gold hook smashed on the clone's body, and the head that was still attached to the hook was smashed alive, and the sharp hook pierced into the back of the clone.

At this time, the clone had woken up, and its first reaction was to reach out and grab the golden hook that hooked his last head, and forcibly pulled the hook out of the back of his head.

I have to say that this guy's vitality is too strong, and he has completely inherited the strength of the true body of the creation, and the hook penetrates the brain without dying, and can be forcibly pulled out.

However, he sighed, the movement in his hand was not slow at all, another hook hooked the back of the clone, and the chain hung tightly in front of him, with a hint of fierce and decisive color in his eyes, the muscles of his arms swelled, and he raised his sword and stabbed the clone fiercely.

The clone was still dealing with the hook behind it, and it didn't concentrate, or it couldn't stop it even if it wanted to be so close, and the ten swords pierced its body at the same time.

Ye Qing was happy in his heart, the muscles of his ten thick arms were tight, and the sword in his hand was held tighter, and he grabbed the handle with greater strength and stabbed forward.

It is estimated that one of the swords has the meaning of stabbing at the vital heart, and the clone can't care about the golden hook behind him, and the eight arms are free to grasp the largest long swords, and the strength of the big Ye Qing can't push it in, and its two muscles swelled The main arm clenched into a fist, and he was close enough to hear the gurgling sound of the bones and joints when the clone pinched the fist.

He only had time to tighten his muscles before a terrifying fist slammed into his head.

The terrifying force suffocated his breath, and the injured head in front of him was opened, and blood gushed out like a spring.

And that wasn't the end of it, as the clone's other punch slammed directly into his chest, the force of which nearly stopped his heart from beating before it resumed after a few seconds of resumption, and with a crisp click, his sternum was cracked by the punch.

A punch was struck, the replica was expressionless and retracted his fist, and then retracted his fist like a spring that had been squeezed to the end, Ye Qing didn't have time to see the trajectory of its fist, only to feel a phantom flash, and then the whole person was smashed away like a cloud.

The super force directly smashed him more than ten meters away, crossed the edge of the island and fell into the sea, like a cannonball exploding, splashing a huge splash.

I don't know if it's because of the incomplete fusion, the clone actually likes to attack with fists instead of weapons, or the inheritance is incomplete, and the weapon transformation is not flexible, so it is replaced with a fist, no matter what it is, it is a good thing for Ye Qing, otherwise he would have been injured in the blow just now.

Standing up from the seawater, he lost another head, just now the second ** blow of the clone smashed his head again, and now there are only two left, which is better than the one with only one injured clone, but it is not much better, the clone has already strode towards him, and the super fast speed with a huge wind sound, quickly approaching in front of him.

Regardless of the sequelae of dyspnea caused by the rupture of the sternum and the compression of the heart, Ye Qing raised a sword in front of each of his ten arms, and smashed it with a heavy punch, like Mount Tai pressing down, the terrifying power pressed down, and his feet were full of slippery stones, so he didn't stand firm for a while, and was directly smashed into the sea.

smashed Ye Qing down with one blow, and the clone did not stop, but did not hesitate to plunge into the seawater, apparently wanting to continue to catch up and kill him.

In the seawater, the speed of the person will be slowed down by a third, both in terms of action and the speed of the shot, and because of the weight of the seawater, any action will increase a certain amount of physical exertion, that is, stamina.

Of course, with the clones ten times his stamina, this consumption is not in sight at all.

In the seawater, Ye Qing saw the chasing clone and immediately stretched out his hand.

"Two Techniques"

An invisible force field appeared between the clone and him, and the falling clone slammed into the two spells, and ten punches smashed down, but the two were not broken.

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Qing drilled upward, and a flashing technique reappeared on the island, grabbed and dragged the robbery god to slaughter the golden hook with both arms, and a golden light meteor fell on the back of the clone, and the blood flashed, hooking deeply into it, and the clone lost all its strength at once, and the chain tightened, pulling it back again.

At this time, Ye Qing didn't have any other ideas, and it was even more impossible to retreat, so he could only fight to the end.

On such a narrow battlefield, there is no possibility of retreat, only forward and forward, and backward means defeat.

Besides, there is no possibility of retreating from this extreme challenge, and when the time comes, the clone does not die, and he loses, so he can only try his best to find a way to kill the target.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the clone didn't have the treasure of the Creation Sphere, and he made a decisive move to interrupt the clone's fusion of his abilities in the early stage, he would have no chance of winning at all, and with the exaggerated health of the clone and Faling's physical strength, he couldn't consume the other party.

Of course, there are also reasons for his proper tactics, he deliberately stored all the weapons and equipment on his body temporarily, so the clone could only go into battle with his bare hands, and even the transfiguration weapon ability he inherited from the hundred-armed giant was not fully integrated, and many times he could only fight with his bare hands, which greatly weakened the combat effectiveness of the clone.

This time he targeted the last head of the clone, and he didn't believe that without a head, the clone could still fly into the sky.

Unable to resist being hooked by the Thousand Tribulation God Slaughter, the ten swords slashed in two rounds, and successfully cut off the last head of the clone.

"Boom!"

Losing all its heads, the clone let out a thunderous roar from its abdomen, swinging its limbs wildly, but lacking enough strength, slashing at him without even breaking the skin.

Having lost all his heads, the clone was not dead, but it was no longer able to see, Ye Qing directly threw it into the sea by the island with a chain hook, rose into the air, looked at it condescendingly, and began to cast spells.

"Bang! ...”

One after another, fist-sized magic missiles smashed into the clone, smashing its body into the water, and it quickly bottomed out, but the instinct for survival made it keep paddling ten arms to swim, and soon it was out of the water again.

In this way, Ye Qing continued to cast magic missile storms, or lightning beams and fireball techniques, constantly hitting its body into the sea.

And the health of the clones also decreased at a steady rate, 60,000, 50,000, 45,000, 38,000, 21,000... Soon, the clone's health had dropped below 20,000.

These numbers that hinted at the health of the clones fell in Ye Qing's eyes, like heavy weights one after another, accelerating his nervous mood.

lost his eyesight and sank into the seawater, especially Ye Qing constantly added various negative states to weaken the clone, and beat it into the sea water round by round, all of this was like a blunt knife cutting meat, ruthlessly eating away at the other party's vitality and hope little by little.

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