The black-robed man rolled up the robe behind him, and the void shook, and Ye Qiu's saint clone actually missed with one blow, and he couldn't succeed.

I have to say that the reaction of the black-robed man was very agile, and the saint clone was deliberately arranged in the void by Ye Qiu in order to raid, and in the moment of one thousandth, he tore the void and shot directly.

Even so, they still couldn't attack each other.

In the face of the saint clone, the black-robed man was only briefly surprised, and after that, he took the initiative to attack.

His fists are very fierce, and with each punch, he can directly shatter a piece of starry sky, and the saint clone has to dodge left and right, and once it is hit, it is definitely a hole in the body directly.

It's so strong!

Among the saint clones, it is Ye Qiu's soul, Ye Qiu feels that the strength of the black-robed man is very strong among the saints, even if it is not the top kind of saint, at least it is the fifth and sixth order saint level, which is second only to the existence of the supreme saint.

Ye Qiu's true body stood on the side of the saint clone, and if he wanted to kill the black-robed man, it was difficult to rely on the saint clone alone.

Ye Qiu is going to cooperate and kill the other party.

The two sides confronted each other, the air became solidified, and neither Ye Qiu nor the black-robed man spoke, staring at each other.

At a certain point when the eyes collided, the double reversal shot again.

Ye Qiu is regarded as two saints, although they are not saints in the true sense, they can indeed exert the strength of saints.

The entire courtyard was surrounded by a kind of light at this time, as if it was a formation, so that no movement inside could be transmitted.

Otherwise, the power of the saint alone would be enough to destroy the entire courtyard and turn it into ruins.

The strength of the black-robed man was very strong, even if Ye Qiu cooperated with the saint clone, he could not seriously injure the other party.

Although Ye Qiu can reach the saint level with the help of blackening, don't forget, Ye Qiu has not survived the saint thunder tribulation after all, which makes his blackened saint strength at most able to reach the sixth-order saint level, which is still the strength that Ye Qiu has to reach the peak of the late stage of the Returning Ruins Realm.

Right now, he is only a saint realm blackened in the late stage of the Guiru Realm, and he is also floating up and down at the fifth-order saint level.

In this way, in fact, there is no advantage on his side, on the contrary, the strength of the black-robed man is faintly in the sixth-order saint, and the moves are weird, which is a little dangerous for Ye Qiu.

"The curse power of the Dugu clan?" The black-robed man's eyes flickered, he had long known Ye Qiu's identity as the Dugu clan, but he didn't expect Ye Qiu to be able to blacken and raise his strength to the same level as him.

"No wonder you can kill the Holy Son of Taiyi Divine Sect and Demon God Sect, it is the power of the curse that makes you strong. ”

"If Tiangong finds out about your existence, it will be very interested, I suddenly don't want to kill you, your value must be very huge for Tiangong, and they are very willing to take out star coins to buy you." "The black robe is humane.

"You don't want to kill me, but I want to kill you. Ye Qiu replied lightly, and shot again, his blackening time was limited, and he didn't have time to fight the battle of words, so it was better to kill the black-robed man as soon as possible.

Immediately, Ye Qiu began to attack, and in an instant, the attack in the sky would constantly collide with the force that would collapse the courtyard building.

"You can't kill me. The black-robed man said very firmly, since he fought with Ye Qiu, he roughly judged Ye Qiu's strength and the strength of the saint's clone.

Even if Ye Qiu joined forces with the saint clone, he was confident that he would be able to resist it.

Ye Qiu ignored it and continued to attack together, and after hundreds of collisions, Ye Qiu found that it was really difficult to kill the other party.

"As far as I know, there is a time limit for you to use the power of the curse, how long can you maintain it? Once the time for the curse comes, this saint alone will not be able to stop me at all, do you still plan to continue to resist?" The black-robed man said, with a hint in his words, no matter what Ye Qiu did, it was impossible to leave from here.

The light in his hand flashed, and the Eight Desolation Sword appeared in Ye Qiu's hand, and he wanted to use the Eight Desolation Sword to fight the enemy and improve his combat power.

Immediately, the fight resumed.

With a slash of sword light, the heavens and the earth were cold, but it still couldn't cut through the clothes of the black-robed man, making every sword miss and consume his strength in vain.

"As I said, your moves are useless to me. The black-robed man's voice sounded again.

Ye Qiu's eyebrows were solemn, the current situation was indeed unfavorable to him, with his blackening power and the saint clone, he could only achieve a point that was relatively comparable to him, and if he wanted to kill the other party, he was still a little close.

Ye Qiu felt the consumption of power in his body, and the time to maintain blackening was not much.

"As long as you do what I said before, my words still count, how about it?" The black-robed man seemed to want to persuade Ye Qiu to give up resistance as soon as possible.

"You're dreaming. Ye Qiu snorted, and then teamed up with the saint clone again to launch a killing move.

This time, Ye Qiu changed his playing style, and the saint's doppelganger made a very fierce move, completely changing it above, and even if he was seriously injured, he had to pull the black-robed man, which was a very crazy way of playing.

It is definitely a move to kill a thousand enemies and lose two thousand to yourself.

The change in combat methods really brought about a new change on the battlefield, and the black-robed man actually took a blow, tearing off the black-robed robe behind him, making it impossible for the whole person to hide inside.

As for the saint clone, it was more miserable, in order to hit the black-robed man, he paid a lot of price, and on his shoulder, a piece of flesh and blood was torn off, and blood was still left.

The saint clone didn't even look at the injuries on his body, because Ye Qiu had already decided in his heart, but this saint clone was just a saint soldier anyway, and if it was damaged, he would replace it with another one, in the Sumeru bag, there were still a few words about the saint's body.

Ye Qiu's thoughts flashed, and the saint clone continued to attack, still a deadly way of fighting.

The black-robed man was disgusted by the fighting style of the saint clone, but he was helpless, sometimes, he had to take it, which also led to injuries on his body, as for the saint clone ten times more than in his eyes.

As the injuries on his body increased, the black-robed people were very puzzled, wasn't the other party tired?

At the end of the battle, the black-robed man couldn't help but feel disgusted, the saint clone was too difficult, and every time he attacked, there was a momentum that he would pull on the back of others even if he died.

"Damn, I'm going to get hurt today, and I'm going to tear you in two. The black-robed man was angry, and immediately, regardless of his own safety, he hardened the saint's clone.

In the end, the saint's clone was completely torn apart by the black-robed man at the cost of a slap.

Bang.

The saint's doppelganger was halved and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

The black-robed man was victorious, but it was no longer the same as at the beginning, the black robe on his body had disappeared, and many parts of the clothes on his body had been torn apart, looking a little embarrassed.

lost the black robe, and the whole person was no longer as mysterious as before, revealing his true face.

The black-robed man floated in the air, looked down at Ye Qiu, and said lightly: "This time, have you admitted defeat?"

Ye Qiu didn't say anything, just slapped his palm on his waist, and suddenly another saint clone appeared, standing beside Ye Qiu, and issued a provocative look at the black-robed man.

"Huh?" Now it was the turn of the black-robed man to be stunned!

(End of chapter)