Although Long Tian didn't know what opportunities there were in the Qingtian Army Tomb, the battle in front of him was unavoidable.

"In that case, the junior is offended!"

In the face of such a strong man, Long Tian still has a lot of respect in his heart, and besides, he cultivates the "Zhu Immortal Slashing God Sword Sutra" and fights with the realm, he is not afraid of anyone, even the clone of the strong man in front of him who has existed for an unknown number of years.

Sword cultivation, have the courage and edge to face any strong enemy!

Long Tian's voice fell, and the whole person was like a peerless battle sword, and the momentum around him turned into a fierce sword edge.

Facing the opponent's doppelganger, Long Tian also wanted to fight with it in his heart, after the duel with Shentu Ling Tian on the Life and Death Stage, his strength has gone further in the past few days, and only in the face of such a strong person can he force his own limit.

Long Tian's right foot retreated, his body leaned forward slightly, and suddenly, Long Tian was like a bow and arrow, and in front of the golden skeleton clone that appeared in an instant, the evil sword in his hand was one step ahead of Long Tian, with a dark cold light piercing the spine in the opponent's chest.

Bang!

The golden skeleton clone did not evade Long Tian's shocking stab, and the golden bone fist directly collided with Long Tian's battle sword, erupting into a violent sound, and suddenly, Long Tian felt that his entire arm holding the sword was numb. And just as Long Tian was about to attack again, a crisis was instantly born from the depths of his heart, and immediately, Long Tian saw the other party's bone fist go straight to his chest.

That kind of power that seems to be able to destroy everything, if he is allowed to hit him, Long Tian believes that even if he does not die, he will be completely torn apart.

Long Tian didn't dare to hesitate, his left hand clenched into a fist, and directly met the opponent's bone fist.

Bang!

There was another loud bang between the two sides, and then Long Tian was directly taken back a few steps before he could gain a foothold. At the moment of colliding with the other party, Long Tian felt that the power that the opponent had gathered into his fist was like a hard point, and it erupted the moment it touched his fist, not only breaking his own strength, but also the opponent's huge power directly poured into his body, making his left arm almost lose the ability to continue fighting in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that he often tempered his physical body with the True Yuan of the Sword Dao and experienced several huge transformations in his physical body, and the strength of his physical body far exceeded that of the same level, I am afraid that in the collision just now, his left arm would probably be completely scrapped.

The two moves, just two moves, were completely defeated by themselves, which shows the terrifying strength of the opponent's clone, and the ruthless killing machine under the attack of the opponent's clone also made Long Tian truly understand that this is another life-and-death duel, and there is no mercy on his subordinates.

After Long Tian reacted, he no longer had any reservations, the battle intent, sword intent, and killing artistic conception all burst out, and the "Zhu Immortal Slashing Divine Sword Sutra" in his body was running, and in the meridians and acupoints, the true yuan was like a Nu River. At the same time, the true yuan of the sword path poured into the evil sword, and the sword body emitted a cold and fierce light, and at this moment, Long Tian burst out with his strongest combat power.

At this moment, the opponent's doppelganger moved, turning into three figures, and at the same time threw a punch at Long Tian, directly approaching Long Tian's heart, on both sides of his head, and the rapid fist momentum made a whirring sound in the void.

Although a trace of horror flashed in Long Tian's eyes, the sword in his hand did not stop, and the sword thirteen forms that transcended the transformation realm attracted the powerful power of the sword path, and several sword lights flashed in the void in an instant.

Bang!bang......

A series of muffled crashing sounds rang out, and a moment later, two figures of the golden skull clone disappeared into the void, and the other figure also took a step back and stopped.

"The true element that contains the power of the sword, the physical body that is close to the first extreme realm of the human body, has a strong divine sense, the swordsmanship that transcends the transformation realm, and even comprehends the artistic conception of the three great avenues, the talent is indeed very strong, but the actual combat experience and combat skills are too poor!"

Suddenly, the tall golden skeleton spoke, and the appreciation that flowed through his words finally turned into a sigh. In his time, Tianjiao was like a cloud, and it was born the inheritance of the four titles of Young King, Holy Son, Young Emperor, and Young Zun, each of whom was a genius in Tianjiao and had the strength of the best party.

The current Long Tian can't be regarded as a young king, perhaps, he can be called a quasi-young king.

However, with Long Tian's current achievements, if he is guided by a famous teacher, he should soon be able to grow into a real young king.

At the same time, the doppelganger of the golden skeleton once again fought against Long Tian.

Bang!

The terrifying bone fist smashed through Long Tian's sword with a terrifying punch, and then turned the fist into a palm, and slapped directly on Long Tian's chest, directly knocking Long Tian out.

"The power is strong but not real, too scattered!"

The golden skeleton clone said loudly, as soon as the words fell, the figure deceived again, and directly punched at the space in front of Long Tian, and it could be seen that above his bone fist, there was a looming vision that did not disperse.

That is the fist intent, it is the fist intent that is almost condensed into the substance, turning the artistic conception of nothingness into reality, the form is scattered but the intention is not dispersed, this kind of artistic conception cultivation makes Long Tian feel terrified, is this really the realm that the monks of the Tongmai Realm can achieve!

In the face of the opponent's blow, Long Tian could no longer care about the injury in his chest, and the battle intent, sword intent, and killing artistic conception were blessed on the evil sword at the same time, slashing down vertically, and colliding with the opponent's bone fist again.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and the Long Tian Soul Sea shook, although this sword blocked the other party's blow, but the other party also defeated the three major artistic conceptions of his own blessing on the evil sword, this kind of battle of direct attack on the artistic conception was what Long Tian had encountered in front of his eyes. He never thought that a person could actually defeat the opponent's ethereal artistic conception with his fists.

"The artistic conception is flashy, the follow-up is weak, and it is vulnerable!"

The golden skull clone spoke out again. Immediately afterward, I saw his right hand raised high, and the violent energy around him suddenly converged, and finally turned into a two-meter-long war spear.

"This is refining qi into soldiers!"

Long Tian was a little stunned in his heart, the fighting skills and fighting methods shown by the other party were something he had never seen before, but the other party was indeed terrifying, especially the combat method, which was unheard of.

"Come on, let me see how strong your swordsmanship really is!"

At this moment, the golden skull clone seemed to turn into a god of war, and the terrifying fluctuations on the war spear were permeated, and the void seemed to be pierced by the sharp edge of the war spear. Especially Long Tian, who bore the brunt of the attack, the sharp edge locked on his body, and his soul was about to be pierced.

Kill!

Long Tian had absolute confidence in his swordsmanship, and this time he took the initiative to attack.

"Sword Thirteen Style!"

Long Tian drank violently, as soon as he made a move, he was his strongest attack method, and after fusing the battle intent, he surpassed the thirteen sword forms of the transformation realm, and he had entered the field of swordsmanship, and there was a mysterious power derived from the divine soul, exerting his sword killing power to the extreme.

Rumble!

The war spear in the hand of the golden skeleton clone pierced through, and the powerful momentum seemed to be about to cut the void in front of him, and the blood-colored blade flashed with a strange red light, and the terrifying power gathered and did not disperse, and the killing power was extremely powerful.

Bell!

This time, Long Tian no longer fell into the disadvantage, the true yuan of the sword path in his body was rushing in the meridians, as if there was a roaring sound coming out, and the evil sword in his hand released an immeasurable ghostly light, full of peerless killing. The long sword and the war spear crisscrossed and collided, constantly colliding, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dozens of rounds.

The void seemed to be shattered in the battle between the two, causing a terrifying wave within a radius of a hundred meters, like a sea of clouds churning, full of murderous machines, and violent energy raging, destroying everything that could be seen around it.

"That's right, this kind of swordsmanship is a bit of a look!"

The skull mouth of the golden skeleton clone bit up and down, and said with praise that he still admired Long Tian's sword thirteen styles that transcended the transformation realm.

With his ontological identity and strength, being able to say such things is already the greatest recognition of Long Tian.

"Is it just a little bit of a look?"

Long Tian snorted coldly, at the beginning, he integrated his battle intent into the thirteen sword styles of the transformation realm, and after the peak sword broke out, the basic swordsmanship surpassed the transformation realm and entered the sword art field, Long Tian called it the battle sword style, this sword style integrates the sword intent, battle intent, the sword thirteen styles of the transformation realm and the spirit of his own body, and has a strong offensive power.

Moreover, as his divine soul power broke through the realm of divine consciousness, his understanding of the battle sword style became deeper and deeper, and the mysterious power derived from the comprehension of the battle sword style in the divine soul became stronger and stronger, and the battle sword style has become one of the strongest offensive methods he currently mastered.

"Come again!"

Long Tian let out a loud shout, and attacked again with the Evil Sword in his hand, and through the realization of this time, he found that the size of the power of the Battle Sword Killing Force was determined by the strength of his battle intent.

The stronger one's own fighting spirit, the more domineering the sword-style attack power will be, and vice versa.

Bang! Bang!

After more than ten rounds of fighting, the combat power of the two is almost comparable.

Long Tian's sword path true yuan is very strong, and the cultivation method is also very special, with uniqueness, it is the legendary supreme heavenly pride, and it is impossible to contain the true yuan of the power of the great avenue in the Tongmai realm.

The other party is a clone derived from the combat power of the young king of the Tongmai Realm, so in terms of the true element, Long Tian has an absolute advantage, however, because the golden skeleton clone has the method of gathering power without dispersing, this can compete with Long Tian's kendo true yuan.

Fight again!

Long Tian burst out loud and shot again, the battle with the real young king was the battle he longed for, the golden skeleton was derived from the clone of the young king of the Tongmai realm, and the powerful combat power was forcing his potential to the limit, and all the battle intent in his heart was swaying out, and the power of the battle sword style was getting stronger and stronger, and even began to occupy a trace of the upper hand.

"You are very good, I underestimate you, you at least have the qualifications of the Holy Son, however, your background is too shallow, if you want to grow into a Holy Son-level person, you still have a long way to go!"

The golden skeleton shook Long Tian's battle sword with a spear, and said with some satisfaction, with his gaze, he naturally saw Long Tian's shortcomings.

Of course, these Long Tian themselves also understand that this is the dilemma of scattered cultivation, unlike the descendants of the big forces, there is no complete inheritance, there is no guidance from famous teachers, everything depends on their own exploration, and if they want to grow up, they pay more hardships than everyone else.

However, the Golden Skeleton Clone's evaluation of Long Tian was too terrifying, if it was in his time, with his identity to say such a thing, even if it was the top holy place in the world, those peerless powerhouses who were hidden in the world would compete to bring Long Tian under his door.

Before ancient times, the top martial arts Tianjiao had four titles: Young King, Holy Son, Young Emperor, and Young Zun. The Holy Son, that is, the young saint, the so-called holy path is full of ants, you can imagine how terrible such an existence is, how terrifying its talent is, and how terrifying its combat power is.

Even in their era when Tianjiao was everywhere, there were not many Tianjiao like the Holy Son, and they were all the existence of one side of suppression, and there was no one in ten thousand.

Long Tian was able to get such recognition from the Golden Skeleton, which showed how strong and powerful his accumulation in the Tongmai Realm was.