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The two Wang Fan moved at the same time, and there was actually a tacit understanding when they shot, one hand and one foot, slashing horizontally, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Ji Luo screamed, a head and a pair of arms, one after another, blood splattered three feet, galloped back.

The fake "Wang Fan" laughed, and blasted straight towards Wang Fan with a punch, and the power of the tyrant made the shock space visible to the naked eye, and the space was cracking layer by layer, like the blade of ten thousand swords, approaching away.

The punch that changed everyone's color, Wang Fan just took out one hand and caught it, and the terrifying power of the fist couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Boom!"

However, the ground on which they were standing burst directly, and the hard rock could not withstand it at all.

Wang Fan's eyes burst into essence, this person pretending to be him gave him a sense of familiarity, and the other party's punch also implied brute magic.

"Don't show your true body yet!"

Wang Fan drank softly, his blood and qi were so strong that he was overwhelmed, and the three source qi burst out, causing the space to shatter, and there was a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers.

The fake "Wang Fan" changed his complexion, and he galloped back, dodging the blood and qi power of this tyrant.

Countless people present exclaimed, this power was really terrifying, and the monks who were slightly closer were throbbing.

Is this the true strength of the Ten Thousand Souls Desolate Body?

"The three source qi is really beyond my imagination. Fake Wang Fan said with a slightly solemn expression.

Ji Taiyi looked at Wang Fan in surprise, and said after a long time: "It seems that I didn't come in vain." ”

Jinling Kuitian clasped his hands, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

For the fake himself, Wang Fan didn't want to give him a chance, so he shook his hand and sacrificed the Blood Devouring Sword, the divine sword of the Eighth Rank Supreme Divine Soldier, burst out with red blood light, and was slashed in a battle.

"Blood-devouring sword. ”

Fake Wang Fan burst out, he seemed to know the power of the Blood Devouring Sword very well, there was a trace of jealousy in his demeanor, and there was an incomparable fanaticism, as if he had seen some treasure.

The person who pretended to be himself actually knew about the Blood Devouring Sword, Wang Fan felt more and more that this thing was strange.

A sword also appeared in the hand of the fake Wang Fan, and the sword was not a supreme divine weapon, but a semi-supreme weapon.

Wang Fan said strangely: "Is it the same as sword cultivation?"

The two swords collided, and the raging sword qi erupted, shocking the countless monks present, if it was them, they would not be able to resist any blow from the two of them.

A fierce battle broke out in the sky above the Holy City, and the sword shadows were like torrential rain, each sword could cut through the void, and the two swords collided together, causing the space to distort and flicker with all kinds of brilliance.

A trialist said fearfully: "It's so strong, is this still the Wheel Destroying Realm?"

Everyone present had the same idea as him, and these two identical Wang Fan were simply strong and a little outrageous.

The trialists who can reach here are not weak, but when Wang Fan and the fake Wang Fan are fighting, they all feel endless pressure, the other party is obviously where the cultivation is, it is only the Wheel Destroying Realm, but it makes people have a kind of pressure that is difficult to resist at the peak of the Dao Source Realm.

Ji Luo was very annoyed, but he had to admit that these two people were stronger than him, if they were not opponents, it was estimated that they would have died if they shot together just now.

In particular, seeing that the two of them are both sword cultivators, it is too terrifying.

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and the sword that contained the mystery of the true sword made people's scalps tingle.

The observers sent by the three universities were to win over the trialists, and when they saw the fierce battle between the two Wang Fan, they were very shocked and surprised, in terms of the information of the Heavenly Opportunity, Wang Fan was indeed very strong, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

"Of the two Ten Thousand Soul Desolation Bodies, one is fake, who is pretending?"

"The newcomers of this session are very strong, and the Ten Thousand Souls Desolate Body is worth wooing. "Some people from the academy have already paid attention and decided to win over Wang Fan.

It is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, Wang Fan can feel that the other party still has reservations, and he himself has reservations.

The sword pierced the void, an incomparably sharp sword that could pierce anything, but it was resisted by the fake Wang Fan, and the fire was splashed.

Wang Fan said: "Is it interesting? ”

The sword of the fake Wang Fan also exerted the power of the true sword, and he said, "Don't you understand? ”

"Pretend, then I'll kill you. ”

Wang Fan was a little annoyed, he really didn't expect that the person pretending to be himself was so weird, not only with the strange power of brute magic, but also a sword cultivator with a true sword mystery, which was exactly the same as him.

However, Wang Fan always believed that the fake Wang Fan had some purpose, because the other party did not have the Blood Devouring Sword.

Wang Fan finally broke out, his hands were sealed, the light of the stars flashed, and the stars appeared around him.

"Starburst, I will too. ”

The fake Wang Fan also pinched the magic seal in his hand, which was also a starburst technique, and the two sides collided with each other.

"Boom" "Boom"

The explosion of distance made this space vibrate, as if the end had come.

The faces of the trialists became more and more ugly, the strength of these two people was too terrifying, and they couldn't fight against them at all.

Immediately afterwards, the two Wang Fan shifted their shapes and changed positions, and they exerted extremely fast speed at the same time, and together with the aura, they disappeared, and they all demanded each other's lives.

"Mountain seals. ”

The collision of the two mountain seals caused a great explosion in the void.

"Aoba seal. ”

The dense green leaf seals, like a rainstorm collision, almost every green leaf seal, contains the terrifying true sword mystery, bursting out with brilliant brilliance.

It's exactly the same, even the moves are the same.

If there are people who know Wang Fan, if they are here, they will definitely exclaim.

Wang Fan's expression became more and more gloomy, and he said, "Who are you?"

The other party is too weird, not only knows his fighting style, but also the magic and secret techniques are exactly the same, which is definitely not something that can be played by pretending.

The fake Wang Fan cast a divine escape and dodged the earth-shattering sword, and he said: "Do you still remember, the Immortal True Scripture." ”

Wang Fan's body paused slightly, he thought for a while and said, "Naturally, I remember that the Immortal True Scripture is in the hands of Gu Tuo. ”

The fake Wang Fan simply continued, "You actually died once, and your name was inscribed on the Immortal Sutra, you know?"

Wang Fan simply stopped attacking, and directly asked, "What is this!

The fake Wang Fan smiled strangely and said, "The true mystery of the Immortal True Sutra lies in this, the moment you are killed, it has already been copied. ”

"It can't be. Wang Fan didn't believe it.

Fake Wang Fan said: "It's okay to tell you, do you remember the underworld? where you and Gu Tuo took away the Immortal True Scripture, where did you meet the golden skeleton, he is a perfect replica of the creature." ”

"You say the immortal evil god?" Wang Fan said movingly.

"He is indeed an undead god, but only a copy of the undead god. Fake Wang Fan said.

Wang Fan frowned.

(To be continued.) )