The moment the silver man acted, just at the moment when Qiu Wuyi's palm was about to make contact with it, the sudden action without any warning really startled Qiu Wuyi.

It is impossible for the natural silver man to disappear out of thin air, it just moves faster than Qiu Wuyi can judge, whether it is vision, consciousness, or hunch, Qiu Wuyi can't catch even the slightest movement of the silver person, so it seems to disappear suddenly.

The silver man disappeared in a flash, and reappeared in a moment, at this time, Qiu Wuyi's outstretched hand had already fluttered into the air, and it was naturally impossible to touch the silver man who had reappeared.

Smack-

An extremely light and extremely light voice sounded on Qiu Wuyi's shoulder, if it weren't for the location of the sound in his ears, he might not have been able to hear such a small sound.

The source of this voice was the hand of a silver man.

Not a counterattack.

The silver man's palm easily landed on Qiu Wuyi's body, exactly the same as the action that the deity wanted to do just now, but it had also flexibly dodged the deity's hand before that, so it was even more difficult to make this action, and it could no longer be regarded as a simple copy.

"You ......"

Qiu Wuyi couldn't help but be speechless, the pattern of action of the silver replica seemed to be predictable, it should be an imitation of "the same result", but the process may be slightly different.

Because Qiu Wuyi had accurately judged the landing point of the silver man's palm, this was completely consistent with the result of the action he had just made, but he had failed, but it had successfully imitated it.

It's kind of interesting.

The emotion and amazement in Qiu Wuyi's heart began to gradually transform into a boiling fighting spirit, this is really a perfect cultivation place that I can't even think of, is there another place in the world where I can find such a strange enemy? Just imagine, all the values are far above myself, and the way he takes action is still-for-tat with the deity, so wouldn't it be clear what the shortcomings of his attack are?

The hardest thing for a person to see clearly is himself, but now, here, there is a great opportunity to recognize his own appearance, and perhaps this is the reason why the appearance of the silver person is specially set to be the same as the deity.

If you can overcome it, does it mean that you have overcome yourself?

Qiu Wuyi quickly distanced himself from the silver man, perhaps because he sensed the fierce will emanating from the deity's body, this time, the silver man unexpectedly did not stand as indifferent as before, he actually put on a posture of fighting.

This posture is already very strange, the arms are lowered to the knees, the upper body is slightly bent forward, and the lower body is firmly rooted in the ground, which is obviously not learned from the deity, but only a posture of its own.

Such a posture inexplicably reminded Qiu Wuyi of some humanoid demonic beasts.

Suddenly let out a roar of rage, and the light between Qiu Wuyi's hands flickered, and a giant broadsword that was longer than his body appeared.

The greatsword is still a weapon woven from heavy strings mixed with raw strings, and the meticulous weave and proper padding make it indistinguishable from a weapon forged from a single piece of metal, both in terms of weight and sharpness.

In fact, this sword was imagined in the inspiration of a thought just now.

Although the giant sword was not heavy enough to be held with both hands, this type of weapon was very inconvenient to use with one hand, and Qiu Wuyi held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and put on a nondescript and wonderful posture, which seemed to be somewhat contrary to ordinary tactics.

The silver man was naturally not to be outdone, with a palm in his hand, and the strange silk threads gushing out of his body also formed the appearance of a giant sword, but the way it held the sword was even more nondescript, and simply dragged the heavy giant sword to the ground, and the two of them compared each other, as if no one had a real fight.

The reason why the giant sword was summoned first was precisely because he did not have the talent and skill to use the sword.

"I'm coming!"

Qiu Wuyi pointed the tip of his sword at the silver man, reminded him politely, his hands suddenly clenched, he exerted his strength, and flew straight towards the silver man, raising the giant sword high above his head, that posture was not much better than chopping wood.

In a sense, this is also a temptation, Qiu Wuyi suspects that the silver man's action pattern is integrated into the memories and experiences in his head, so he doesn't know how to deal with the moves that are completely absent in his memory.

The silver man raised his greatsword unhurriedly, standing still, casually swinging downward, only to hear a loud bang, and the two heavy weapons crossed and froze in mid-air.

The giant swords of exactly equal length collided with each other at the same distance from the hilt, Qiu Wuyi's arms suddenly shook, and the powerful impact force suddenly spread along the arms to all parts of the body, fortunately, at the moment of swinging the sword, his feet were firmly rooted on the ground, otherwise he would be directly shocked by this powerful impact force.

Such a strong impact mercilessly interrupted all of Qiu Wuyi's next battle plans, although the shock did not cause any damage to the body, but it was more of a headache than direct injury, and the paralyzed limbs and body could not continue other actions for a while, so they could only stand in place and maintain a stalemate with the silver man.

It stands to reason that the Silver Man should have suffered the same blow, but he behaved with ease, as if he hadn't even used his strength.

"Don't underestimate me, you metal bastard!"

Qiu Wuyi's teeth suddenly gritted, and the moment the knock between his teeth sounded the crisp sound of steel knocking, at this time, he didn't realize that sometimes between the unconscious force, some parts of his body had taken on a nature similar to metal, and there was actually not much difference between the silver man who was called the "metal bastard".

The suddenly bulging arm muscles were like swaying hills in an earthquake, and the green tendons bulged out violently on the surface of Qiu Wuyi's arm, perhaps hearing the echo in his heart, the flame scarf that burned around his neck suddenly extended several times like it had been poured oil, and the two ends of the flame stretched high in the air behind his body, like a pair of flame wings that were enough to incinerate everything.

Although the silver man who had been holding the sword and was in a stalemate with Qiu Wuyi also had a scarf decoration on his body, he did not have the ability to burn, let alone change by charging in an instant, and his movements did not change particularly abnormally, but his body was retreating inch by inch.

Qiu Wuyi's raised left foot landed on the ground with difficulty, and when he landed, the sound of stepping on the dirt was as loud as a landslide, which showed how difficult this step was.

This step made Qiu Wuyi's body tremble, and he couldn't calculate how much strength he had spent in his heart, the blade of the silver man's sword was exactly the same as the thickness of the big sword he had conjured, only a thin line, but it was like a mountain high into the clouds in front of him, and it was almost impossible to compete with it with the power in his body, and he was able to push it away by just one step, and he had almost squeezed out all the strength in his body.

The expression of the silver man is still changing rapidly, and it is impossible to tell whether it is joy, anger and sorrow at this moment, but it stands to reason that it does not seem to have its own feelings, even if the face shows different mood fluctuations at each moment, it is just a disguised emotion.

Bell――

At the end of the crossbow, Qiu Wuyi's arm hung down weakly, his index finger was slightly loosened, and the big sword slipped from his fingertips to the ground, and in an instant, it turned into a life-spinning thread and returned to his body.

The silver man also let go, and the sword in his hand also fell to the ground and disappeared.

"Whew...... Whew......"

His hands could barely be raised, Qiu Wuyi maintained a natural posture and slowly gasped, and the excessive consumption made the recovery speed of the energy in his body slow down a lot, let alone fight again, now he was a little reluctant to even open his eyes, if it weren't for the strong support of a consciousness of not admitting defeat in his heart, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground like a stump that had been cut down.

Under the feeling of weakness, Qiu Wuyi seemed to feel that there was a wonderful power in his body, that power may have been in the body, but it had been subtly sleeping, but when the body was exhausted and extremely exhausted, it quietly took root and sprouted.

The more tired the body becomes, the more this strange force is like a soft bed, making the body very comfortable.

Qiu Wuyi's spirit was lifted, although he didn't know where this power came from, but he could actually feel its existence in the body, and gradually integrated into other powers, which made the body's ability to accommodate power a little higher, that is to say, slightly broke the bottleneck.

If a blacksmith wants to smash a piece of iron into a good knife, the piece of iron must be hammered thousands of times before it can be turned into a real weapon.

The same is true for people, continuous cultivation can make the body stronger, and no matter how young a child is, he understands this truth.

Qiu Wuyi's body is a little different, his body is actually closer to the metal forged by the blacksmith, but the power he contains cannot be fully used, and the reason for this is precisely because of the physique between human beings and Tianyi.

Although the elements that make up the body are already the threads of life, the body that appears is still the appearance of a human being, no different from ordinary people, including the metabolism in the body, breathing and bleeding, has not changed at all, correspondingly, the real power in the thread of life cannot be fully reflected through the human body, and there is still a non-obvious rejection reaction.

And Qiu Wuyi's action of evacuating his strength to forcibly face the battle made the body's endurance reach the limit, and in addition to replenishing his strength, he also unconsciously neutralized the rejection reaction between the two forms of the body, making the two gradually begin to merge.

"It's interesting, it's getting more and more interesting!"

The smile on Qiu Wuyi's face was suddenly mixed with a little distortion caused by overexcitement, he had realized a long time ago that the ability to absorb the Sword God Gold seemed to have been wasted a lot, but he didn't know that it was not a waste, but that the human body was temporarily unable to exert all its strength.

Now, he realizes that this is the way to go.

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