But although he was injured, that pain was not a big deal for Xiang Tian.

His swinging movements are still very standard and ruthless.

The four Tang knives were constantly handed over in the formation, making a "dingding" metal handover sound.

Both of them have very beautiful movements, but what is hidden under the beauty of the surface is a ferocious murderous intention.

Gu Tong on the other end of the formation and everyone outside the formation watched the battle between the two.

For a while, I was fascinated by it.

When a person who has mastered the sword skills shows the sword skills in front of your eyes.

It's hard for anyone not to see the beautiful moves.

One knife after another to the sky, or chopping or chopping, or picking or chopping, each move and style seem to be gradually different.

And Xiang Tian himself gradually fell into a realm of selflessness.

He didn't care about anything in the outside world, he only knew how to draw a knife and swing it one move after another.

He couldn't even feel the pain in his arms and thighs.

And the clones have gradually fallen into passivity from the initial initiative, and can only resist one knife after another.

Xiang Tian has only one thought, and that is to surpass the clone in front of him in terms of knife technique.

He wants to defeat this clone in front of him with the purest sword technique!

Xiang Tian slashed down with the thunderous hand, and this knife directly broke through the defense of the clone!

I saw that the thunder cut a deep wound on the clone's right shoulder.

However, because the clones were formed by aura, there was no bloodshed, and they were not tortured by the Thunder Thunder attribute.

But Xiang Tian didn't care about this problem, and the thunder and divine fire in his hands attacked wildly.

He was like a fanatical knife fighter at the moment, only caring about the knife, and he didn't even make any defensive movements.

And under this fierce attack, the clones had no chance to attack at all.

Xiang Tian didn't even give the replicator a chance to replace a serious injury with a serious injury.

The sky is full of sword shadows, and Xiang Tian has never felt that there has been a time when he has been so hearty with a knife.

He just wants to be faster, more fierce, and more ferocious!

"Chop the mountain!"

Xiang Tian's figure jumped high, and the twin knives slashed downward, and he poured almost half of the aura in his body into the twin knives.

The twin knives slashed towards the clone with an invincible momentum.

At the last moment, the clone barely raised its twin knives above its head.

Xiang Tian looked at the clone ten meters away from him, and felt a little regretful.

Originally, he thought that his two knives could directly kill the clones.

But what he didn't expect was that in addition to retreating ten meters, there were two more scars on his body.

The clones are still able to stand still!

The clone looked at the scars on his body, and his eyes seemed to be confused.

But immediately after, an extremely rich aura surged towards the clone.

The aura poured into the clone's body, and the scars on the clone's body began to heal rapidly.

Looking at the healing scars on the clone's body, Xiang Tian was a little depressed.

He didn't expect to be able to do this, which means that he could not only kill it with one blow.

No matter how many wounds they cause, the clones are able to heal them by absorbing aura.

However, Xiang Tian was not afraid, his eyes were still full of fighting intent.

Isn't it just doing what you did again?

What are you afraid of?

The healed clone looked at Xiang Tian and actually smiled.

Looking at the smile of the clone, Xiang Tian felt slightly bad in his heart.

He felt that the clone in front of him seemed to have a higher level of intelligence than before, and it was not as rigid as before.

The clone rushed towards Xiang Tian, Xiang Tian's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly raised his twin knives to parry.

The speed of this clone is twice as fast as before!

"Ding!"

The four swords connected, and the power from the thunder and divine fire made Xiang Tian couldn't help but take a few steps back.

After the clone hit it, it leaped high and landed firmly on the ground.

The clones no longer attacked as frantically as before, but looked at Xiang Tian with a playful look.

Shaking his hand to the sky, the clone after absorbing the aura was stronger than before in terms of speed and strength.

Even the intelligence has improved a lot!

In Xiang Tian's eyes, the fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger, if the other party is not strong, how can he be his opponent?

He roared angrily and took the initiative to attack, the thunder in his right hand was hidden behind him, and the divine fire in his left hand emitted a fiery red light.

Just as the divine fire was about to touch the clone, he saw the clone have a smile in his eyes and swing a knife.

With just one sword, Xiang Tian was suppressed in place and could not go further.

Xiang Tian slashed forward with his right hand, trying to cut off the clone.

But the clone remained unhurried, and at the moment when the thunder was about to touch it, it blocked the thunder with a knife.

Thunder can't move an inch.

In addition to the battle intent in Xiang Tian's eyes, he also showed an angry look.

Because he could see that the clone in front of him was just playing tricks on himself!

There was another roar, and Xiang Tian chose to exchange injuries for injuries.

"Poof"

The replica of the divine fire on the left hand of the clone passed through Xiang Tian's waist.

And Thunder also left a deep wound in his chest.

Xiang Tian was a little regretful that this knife did not directly cut into the heart of the clone.

The clone looked at the wound on his chest, his eyes turning angry.

It raised its head to look at Xiang Tian, and the copy divine fire in its left hand slashed towards the top of Xiang Tian's head.

Xiang Tian kicked his feet on the waist of the clone, and the whole person flew backwards.

The clone missed, kicked the ground with both feet, and chased it backwards into the sky.

The clone kept swinging his two knives in both hands, and Xiang Tian could only passively resist its fierce attack.

Xiang Tian's form fell to the ground, and the clone fell not far from him.

In the air, they stabbed more than fifty times, and each attack took place between lightning and flint.

Xiang Tian has many colors on his body, especially the wound on his waist.

On the other hand, except for the wound on the chest, there was no wound on the whole body.

Xiangtian fell into extreme passivity.

The wound on his waist was still bleeding, but Xiang Tian didn't care.

At this moment, he is like a mad swordsman bathed in blood!

The two moved again, and the sound of the "dingdingding" blade handover was endless.

Everyone who was watching the battle in the center of the formation clenched their fists, all praying for victory in the sky.

Xiang Tian once again fell into that wonderful situation, which also occasionally appeared when he practiced swords.

But today it is one after another.

In this state, Xiang Tian only felt that the double knives in his hands were like a part of his body.

In the process of fighting the knife, Xiang Tian seemed to have seen through the way the clones attacked.

Even the speed and power of the clone far surpasses him, but he can always crack the clone's knife moves.

"Ding!"

Xiang Tian pointed at the copy of the divine fire three inches from the handle, and the copy of the divine fire flew in response.