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Click, two figures appeared in the square at the same time, no more than twenty meters away.

He Mingchao straightened up indifferently, Fang Shaoyuan also stood very straight, but a crack of a spider web appeared under Fang Shaoyuan's feet, and the ground under He Mingchao's feet was very smooth.

After such a simple round of fighting just now, Fang Shaoyuan could feel that the strength of He Mingming's doppelganger was extremely strong, even surpassing Pei Ji.

The crack under his feet was caused by Fang Shaoyuan's failure to absorb all the force and had to move to the ground under his feet.

It is really worthy of being a disciple of the inner courtyard of Taiyi, a doppelganger has such power, this is just an appetizer, it seems that some of them have been beaten this time.

"That's right, Senior Brother Fang, but if you have this ability, don't say defeat me, you can't do it if you hold on for a while!" He Mingchao said lightly.

Fang Shaoyuan was noncommittal, pinched the sword technique with both hands, and suddenly eight sword qi floated around his head, constantly rotating around Fang Shaoyuan.

"Sword Qi, it's kind of interesting!" He Mingchao showed a smile on his face, just putting his hands behind his back, looking extremely leisurely.

Fang Shaoyuan was not surprised at all by He Mingchao's trust, nor did he show the slightest anger, because He Mingchao was qualified to do so.

With a slight dance, the speed of the rotation of the eight sword qi suddenly increased, and it instantly seemed to be connected into a circle.

Fang Shaoyuan pointed lightly at He Mingming, and suddenly the eight sword qi flew over in no particular order.

He Mingchao hadn't said anything at first, but when he saw that the sword qi had quickly adjusted its position halfway through, it had become orderly, and it had faintly formed a formation, which brought him a different feeling.

Slowly stretched out a hand, the five fingers were bent, and suddenly a faint purple light appeared in the palm of his hand, Fang Shao saw this, his eyes were slightly condensed, but he didn't stop moving, and continued to control the eight sword qi.

Just as the sword qi was approaching, the eight sword qi actually merged together at once, and at the same time, it stabbed towards He Ming at once.

In this regard, He Mingchao's face was calm, and the palm of his hand was facing outward, and in an instant, the purple light was flourishing, and the sword qi of the eight swords was enveloped in one at once.

The sword qi spun rapidly and wanted to break through the encirclement of the purple light, but the purple light firmly blocked the sword qi like a net of heaven and earth.

Slowly, the sword qi became more and more dim, but the purple light was still bright, and finally the sword qi of the eight swords in one completely dissipated under the interception of the purple light.

This was not the end, He Mingchao shook slightly, and the purple light suddenly turned into a purple dragon and rushed towards Fang Shaoyuan proudly.

Fang Shaoyuan's expression was a little solemn, but he didn't move under his feet, and he actually stretched out his palm, and his palm was aimed at the purple dragon transformed by the purple thunder.

Seeing this, He Mingchao's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and his eyebrows raised slightly, he never thought that Fang Shaoyuan would dare to pick up his purple thunder empty-handed.

But then He Mingchao's eyes showed a hint of curiosity, he really wanted to see if Fang Shaoyuan could do it.

In an instant, the dragon head still hit Fang Shaoyuan's palm fiercely, Fang Shaoyuan's face sank slightly, his body was stunned, and he firmly resisted the purple dragon with one hand.

However, it was obvious that this purple dragon was extremely powerful, and after Fang Shaoyuan's body shook continuously, he finally retreated, taking three steps in a row, and this time he stood firmly, and at this time, the purple dragon's body was already much darker, and his aura was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Fang Shaoyuan's aura suddenly rose, and then he let out a soft shout, "Bah", with the tremor of his palm, Zilong's body shook suddenly, and then it dissipated violently, turning into a little purple light.

Slowly lowering his arm, Fang Shaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his evaluation of He Mingchao was even higher in his heart.

"It's a little interesting, then let's continue!" He Mingchao looked very casual, but he was obviously looking forward to fighting Fang Shaoyuan.

Sword qi, thunder light, strong winds, the ground of the entire square is full of sword marks, is a pothole, it is enough to see that Fang Shaoyuan and He Mingming are fighting fiercely.

Suddenly, a figure covered in electric light fell from mid-air, barely stabilizing its body when it was about to land, but it still stumbled when it landed, and almost didn't fall to sit down.

Immediately, a powerful momentum descended from the sky, Fang Shaoyuan's face changed slightly, his feet kicked the ground, his body retreated violently, and at the same time, his five fingers flicked, and several sharp sword qi slashed towards He Mingming.

He Mingchao didn't care, and flicked his sleeves lightly at these sword qi, and suddenly the sword qi was like an iron piece meeting a magnet, and it suddenly drilled into He Mingchao's wide cuffs.

Then, He Mingchao flicked his sleeves slightly, and several bulges suddenly appeared in his cuffs, and then returned to their original state.

Everything just happened in an instant, He Mingming's figure did not stagnate at all, and with a light step on the ground with one foot, he chased towards Fang Shaoyuan's retreat like a wind under his feet.

One chases, one flees, the chasing person seems to be relaxed and freehand, as if walking leisurely, and the escape person constantly sets up various obstacles, just like a lost dog, embarrassed.

Although the sword qi in Fang Shaoyuan's hand was constantly released towards He Mingchao, this level of attack was not worth mentioning to He Mingchao at all, and for a while, Fang Shaoyuan was really helpless, so he could only keep speeding up and fleeing.

At first, He Mingchao was still quite interested in this game of cat and mouse, with a faint smile on his face, but as time passed, the smile on He Mingchao's face gradually disappeared.

Because He Mingchao found that whenever he was about to catch up with Shang Shaoyuan, Fang Shaoyuan didn't know why his speed would suddenly increase, and then he left him behind.

And what makes He Mingming most unhappy is that he has increased his speed to the extreme, but Fang Shaoyuan's speed is always a little faster than him, to put it bluntly, he can't catch up.

In the end, He Mingchao could only simply stop, and then spoke: "Senior Brother Fang, if you are running away, then I can only sentence you to admit defeat!"

As soon as Fang Shaoyuan heard this, his body suddenly froze, then stopped, turned around slowly, and said with a wry smile on his face: "Senior Brother He, there is no rule that you can't run in this competition, you can't do this!"

He Mingchao smiled and said: "I will preside over this competition, so I will set the rules, I said that you can't escape, then you can't escape, otherwise you will be sentenced to lose! If you don't believe it, you can try!"

Fang Shaoyuan looked at He Mingchao, and finally could only smile helplessly: "Okay, I understand!"

He Mingchao showed a smile on his face: "It's good to understand, then let's continue!"

"Okay!