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"Either you die, or I die!"

Ming Dao's declaration made Chen Weiming feel nervous, because based on his understanding of the other party, this sentence is by no means casual, nor is it just a threat. Once he cannot get the desired result, this is the inevitable result.

The declaration is a signal of taking action. As soon as the words came, Ming Dao held the death black knife in his hand, which triggered the death aura of thousands of troops in the underworld space and killed Chen Weiming.

In an inevitable battle, Chen Weiming also put aside all the thoughts in his heart and shouted loudly. A mysterious light flashed beside him, and three figures rushed out, all of which were clones he had refined before.

These clones are not ordinary puppet techniques, but real clones with their own intelligence.

One uses the magic of talismans, one uses the formation of voids, and the other uses the Spirit Sword. Unfortunately, such a clone cannot use the magic of talisman seal, otherwise there will be more than three.

Fighting alone turned into four fights in an instant. Even though these puppet clones were far less than his original combat power, they were quite useful when they were in harmony with each other.

Borrowing the power of the Netherworld Space, the Netherworld Sword has upgraded the power of the Great Netherworld Sword to a nearly qualitative level, transforming it into the Heavenly Netherworld Sword, with more domineering power and the power of death erosion is even more terrifying. Not only is the sword light radiant, but it also rushes into Chen Weiming's body crazily.

In this way of fighting, anyone will suffer a lot. They not only need to be guarded against direct attacks, but also have to be distracted from dealing with these death auras.

If it were someone else, he would have fought and retreated, and stayed away from these places where the air of death was dense. But Chen Weiming seemed to have no feeling, allowing the air of death to rush into his body, and even did not expel him.

At this moment, he also activated all his power to the extreme. He used the Nine Swords to the Dragon with one hand, and condensed the Talisman Seal with the other hand to display the Green Lotus Sword Song.

Qinglian Sword Song combined with other powerful sword techniques, but he still couldn't win a person of the same realm. This seemed incredible to others, but Chen Weiming knew it, which was not surprising. Because others were in the realm of the Tribulation Period, but the sword move was in the realm of the Kongming Period.

This is the sword technique that Li Qinglian used in the Kongming period. What he understood and deduced was only in the Kongming period realm, and will always stay in the Kongming period realm. He did not understand the sadness of sword technique in the true sense, so he could only do so.

The energy of death is connected to the sky and the earth, the vast ocean is layer by layer, and the waves are endless.

The battle between the two top monks in the Tribulation Period was crazy and extreme, allowing people to see the nearly chaotic energy waves, but at the same time they were appreciating the details of their subtle entry.

One move, one style, surging, but it is just right to attack the weakest part of the opponent.

The spiritual consciousness dispersed, and Chen Weiming used the Eye of Destruction to Clear the Truth to See the situation around him clearly. The battle between two people of equal strength was simply uncontrollable, and everything became chaotic and clueless.

After a lot of consumption, he became more calm. He analyzed each move and clearly summarized the rules of the opponent's energy attack.

He practices regular Taoist patterns, and calmness is the best way to improve combat effectiveness.

During this year, he did not practice, nor was he simply summarizing the understanding he gained from these times, but was thinking about some things about the regular Taoist patterns.

For too much time, he is fighting in other people's ways, and rarely really uses a knife to regular Taoist patterns. The essence of regular Taoist patterns is by no means copying, but finding out the other party's weaknesses and then defeating them.

The monks around him kept retreating in shock.

“Unbelievable…”

“Unbelievable…”

"This is impossible, how could there be such power..."

They sighed one by one, and kept repeating these words, their complex expressions and were indecipherable, especially those top monks in the Tribulation Period, which was even more so.

They could have used these two people to learn supernatural powers, so they were so powerful to comfort themselves. But at this moment, they finally had to admit that even without these supernatural powers, the height of these two people was not comparable to that of them.

The reason why the strong are strong is not only because of their supernatural powers, but also because of their talents, their minds, and perseverance... many, many, and so on. And these two people seem to be strong.

One minute, one quarter of an hour, one hour... The battle continues and is surprising. With such a high-intensity battle, these two people can last for so long.

The crazy bombardment lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the energy of the world around the world was chaotic, and even the order collapsed. The sea water around the Chongxiantai rushed into the sky. Without energy bombardment, it was hanging and unstoppable, which was extremely strange.

Seeing that the Tianming Sword was about to come again, Chen Weiming suddenly waved his hand and took away the three puppet clones, and at the same time stopped all the magical powers, and even took the long sword back into his body.

The Wanyan Dao Wheel flew out and circled above his head. The Taoist patterns around him appeared. The death Taoist patterns formation reversed, greatly reducing the power of the power of death. Then let the Ming Dao slash at him that day.

He knew that the Nether Dao would not stop, and the other party did not stop.

"ah!"

With a loud roar, metallic luster appeared on Chen Weiming's body. The military melting technique made the surface of his body as hard as the level nine-level spiritual weapon sword, and he let the big dark sword slash directly on his body.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the aura of death exploded, as if a dark flower bloomed in the void. When the energy smoke disappeared, everyone was shocked and Ming Dao looked shocked.

Chen Weiming's clothes were broken and extremely embarrassed, but it could be seen that he was not seriously injured. This behavior that was like suicide actually... survived.

"Have you asked me that my body is very special?" Chen Weiming grinned: "I can tell you now that my body has the ability to evolve. Any energy attack that can't kill me and let me adapt slowly will become ineffective.

"It's a pity that your practice of swords is far less than your understanding of the death path pattern. Your power of death is useless to me. Even if you don't die, I will not die!"

He knew the madness of Ming Dao, but he didn't want to be crazy with him. The killer was lonely and it was hard to find a confidant. He didn't want to die or kill Ming Dao, and this... was the best way to end the battle.

The Nether Sword cannot kill himself, nor can he kill the Nether Sword himself.

"ah!"

With a loud shout, another big Nether Sword came. The power of the death aura was greatly reduced. The sword light was sharp, but its power was limited in the end, and it could not break the alternative sword body of the level nine spiritual weapon.

"Give up!"

In the chaotic aura of death, Chen Weiming shook his head: "Your magical power is useless to me."

He fought with the Nether Sword several times, especially the two swords in the capital. The death energy penetrated into his body. In addition to the seven-day battle, the Tianyan Catalogue has allowed him to easily withstand most of the death energy of the Nether Sword. This effect is still increasing.

"It's really a headache!"

Ming Dao was not panicked, but smiled and shook his head: "Fortunately I was prepared... Do you know? There is also a magical power in the death Taoist pattern called... Sacrifice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the black knife of death in his hand, and a shrill scream came from the distant island. To be continued.8

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