The Steward Demonic Emperor - 1231. Chapter 1231

It’s a matter of moments, it’s imminent!

Zhuo Fan didn’t dare to neglect, and hurriedly confronted each other. The right pupil flashed two golden rings, and the black thunder flame on the left pupil raged, and the thunder flame broke through the air and shot out immediately.

bump!

The two same moves collided again, bursting into a clank and roar. The terrifying black thunder flame spread to the surroundings so steeply, burning all the wasteland. Even the surrounding sea water evaporates into nothingness.

Under the force of the counter-shock, Zhuo Fan was shaken out of a kilometer away, and his pupils ached for a while, and the scarlet blood couldn’t stop flowing down.

Look up at the replica again… Your sister, standing upright in front, still showing a provocative smile.

A black line fell, and Zhuo Fan’s heart sank even more.

This copy is obviously now against the sky. Not only is all his tricks and tactics clear to his chest, he is incredibly skilled, and his power is obviously much better than himself.

The more this fight goes on, the less the chance of victory becomes. Suddenly, Zhuo Fan was frowning and bleak, and he didn’t know how to deal with it.

When the replica saw this, he couldn’t help laughing out loud: “Why, where did the pride just now go? Don’t you think this level will be easier than the first level?”

“Senior, why do you want to be so unbelievable? Is this good for you?”

“Oh, you never thought I was going to kill you, ha ha ha…”

With a grin, the copy was noncommittal: “Do you know how long the old man has stayed here? Because I don’t have a physical body, I will never see the sun in this sea of darkness.”

“Doesn’t Minghai have reincarnation? Why don’t you reincarnate?”

“Reincarnation?”

Looking at him evilly, the replica sneered unconsciously: “Samsara has to let go of everything. There are so many things that the old man can’t let go. How do you reincarnate? However, the old man has his own way. Reincarnation. It means to destroy the soul of the living, and then reincarnate with his body. It’s just that for so many years, no living person has come here. Now it’s good, I copied your soul, as long as your master dies, I will I can borrow the copied soul to return to your body and become a human again, Jie Jie Jie…”

With a treacherous laugh, the replica stomped again, like Zhuo Fan rushed forward, waving his sword fingers in his hand, closing the sky, skyrocketing, skyrocketing, splitting the sky, all kinds of kendos, all of which smashed at Zhuo Fan’s forehead.

Frightened, Zhuo Fan immediately backed away, dodges the violent storm, as if fighting madly, and the sword aura contained naked killing intent, which made him stand upright at once, no longer dare to despise it. Heart.

Puff puff!

Suddenly, there were a few muffled noises, and Zhuo Fan’s arms and shoulders were already struck by three sword qis, which hurt his heart. This is a state of spirit and soul. Once injured, the pain is hundreds of times greater than that of the physical body.

However, Zhuo Fan has become accustomed to it, but in the face of the chasing after this copy, he does not know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan seemed to have thought of something, his eyes sparkled with hope again.

This copy mastered his previous skills. I don’t know if I just realized it just now. Has it been copied?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped moving under the blockade of sword aura, but slowly raised his right arm, his eyes were calm.

Extremely powerful, overbearing to destroy the sky, only in a moment!

Kirin Fighting!

Eye pupils condensed abruptly, and Zhuo Fan’s seemingly fluttering punch slammed at the opponent. Only when the fist reached the end, a dazzling red light was immediately shining, like a volcanic eruption, so that people couldn’t open their eyes.

boom!

With a loud explosion, the space seemed to explode, and the entire Minghai instantly boiled. The terrifying fist, tearing away all obstacles in front of him, rushed to the replica fiercely. Under this terrible fist strength, the sword energy flying around was shattered and disappeared without a trace.

The power that I realized in the first level, the domineering way, and the power of the unicorn arm, really cannot be underestimated. The power of this fist, I am afraid that even the holy real body of the saint dare not easily resist.

However, when the copyist saw this, he smiled slightly and didn’t care at all. Then, in Zhuo Fan’s incredible eyes, his fluttering punch was also slowly raised. And that calm and virgin appearance is actually much more static than Zhuo Fan just now, it’s almost as if the space has frozen.

Could it be that… even this trick…

“Hahaha… I said, I am you. Whatever you have, I have what!” With a grin, the copy of the punch was finally smashed: “And, I am stronger than you!”

bump!

Two fists struck each other, the world broke apart, and the sea poured down. Black cracks appeared in the space, and they continued to collapse all around. However, among the endless shock waves radiating in all directions, the strongest one rushed towards Zhuo Fan fiercely.

Obviously, just after the punch, Zhuo Fan’s punch was suppressed by the copy again!

The pupils couldn’t stop shrinking, Zhuo Fan couldn’t believe that this was true. He was beaten by a counterfeit so hard to fight back?

bump!

However, he didn’t need to think about it anymore. The recoil force had already hit him severely. Even if he knocked him out a mile away, his whole body was in pain, and he was instantly weakened. When he fell to the ground, he was unable to get up anymore, and his face was pale.

Fortunately, he is now a virgin body, without blood and internal organs.

call out!

A flash came to him again, the counterfeit stared at him tightly, showing a wicked smile: “Ha ha ha… you lose, then you can’t get through this level, and the old man will also borrow your money. God is still yang, hahaha…”

Ho ho ho!

Panting heavily, Zhuo Fan tried to support his body, but he was helpless. He staggered and fell down again. He couldn’t fight back anymore. He could only helplessly close his eyes, looking like he was resigned, and his head fell dejected.

Seeing this, the replica couldn’t help but laugh again, lifted a palm, and sent to Zhuo Fan’s forehead fiercely.

It’s over, my master, Zhuo Fan!

“The eighth stage of Kongming God pupil, instantaneous sky!”

However, at this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and eight golden halos flashed in his right pupil.

puff!

With a muffled sound, a hole was suddenly pierced through the counterfeit’s chest, and his figure stopped abruptly, motionless. Zhuo Fan stared at him fiercely, his sword fingers trembled slightly, and he sneered: “Why, didn’t you copy all my powers and moves? Don’t you know that Kongming Shentong’s eighth level can attack me in any way, Will it be transferred in space, even to you in an instant?”

“this……”

The brows trembled slightly, and the face of the replica sank, but soon a wicked smile appeared: “Of course I know this, but I just don’t care.”

With a horrified heart, Zhuo Fan stared at him tightly.

With a sneer, the replica pointed at Zhuo Fan’s chest and said: “Look at yourself!”

Unable to stop for a moment, Zhuo Fan looked down, but was suddenly startled. I don’t know when, he also wore a huge hole on his chest, just like the replica…Uh!

However, when he looked at the replica, the wound on the replica’s chest had disappeared.

His eyes were filled with confusion, and Zhuo Fan was instantly puzzled.

“Hahaha…who do you think I am?”

Seeing this in the copy, I couldn’t help but laugh: “I’ve said that I am you. If you hurt me, you are hurting yourself, and killing me is killing you. Any injuries you leave on me , It will be reflected in you, you… but you can’t help me!”

His body couldn’t stop shaking, Zhuo Fan couldn’t believe it was true, and his face twitched: “How is this possible? Then why are you okay with the injuries you caused to me?”

A mysterious smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and the copy was noncommittal.

Staring at him tightly, Zhuo Fan’s eyes became more and more confused, and he didn’t even know how to deal with it. This replica, no matter how strong he was, would definitely not hurt him a single vellus hair, even though he was already much stronger than himself.

But if this is the case, what else can you do to win?

Since this second level is a level, it should be possible to break through it, it shouldn’t be unsolvable!

No flesh wrinkled deeply, Zhuo Fan was puzzled.

The replica stared at him coldly, but the more he smiled, the more evil he became, and his body slowly floated into the air. When he reached a height of 100 meters, he shouted, dived, and pointed his sword in his hand to Zhuo. Fan rushed over: “Master, goodbye, from now on, I will be Zhuo Fan, hahahaha…”

A fierce murderous aura approached in front of him, but Zhuo Fan still couldn’t understand it.

Why does he have my Kongming god pupil? Why does he even have the Destroying Lightning Flame. These powers are fine, even the Tyrant Fist and Kendo that I just learned about are exactly the same.

This is the same person at all. Even if an outsider steals it, it is impossible to steal the enlightenment feelings and experience, even the emperor-level master can’t do it, can it be said…

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan thought of a question, then suddenly raised his head and saw the face exactly like himself, with evil and murderous in the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were certain, his arms stretched out, and he made a bold decision. .

The sword finger of the replica pierced through Zhuo Fan’s chest, and the bodies of the two people slammed into each other, with their heads staggered against each other. However, the replica did not have the joy of victory, and Zhuo Fan was also calm, without dignity and hatred.

“When did you find it?” The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and the replica made a faint voice.

With a smile happily, Zhuo Fan said lightly: “Not long ago, I couldn’t kill you, but I was injured. I knew that we were one. Besides, you kept saying that you are me, Zhuo Yifan!”

“You won, Zhuo Fan. It seems that this time, I can’t be reborn from the house like last time, ha ha ha…” With a chuckle, the copy immediately turned into a black air and merged into Zhuo Fan’s body.

The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and Zhuo Fan’s eyes were blurred for a while, and when he became clear again, he saw that he was sitting on the ground intact, with the wooden door he smashed in front of him, but the surroundings were calm, unlike just after the war. Look like.

A black figure wriggled away from under him, forming a figure in a black robe three meters away, and uttered a congratulatory voice: “Zhuo Fan, you passed the level…”