On such a big altar, dragon Bufan stands opposite to the replicator. The weapons in their hands are the same spirit eating evil swords, facing each other from a distance. The breath fluctuations on their bodies are completely in the same rhythm.
"Although you have the same facial features, weapons and martial arts as me, but one thing, our consciousness and thought are different!" long Bufan said coldly with a firm face.
The replicator was unmoved, looked at the Dragon extraordinary, stared at the prey in front of him like an eagle, and smiled: "in this battle, I want to wipe out your consciousness and thought and completely replace everything you have."
While talking, a violent evil spirit burst out from the replicator. In the twinkling of an eye, the dark dragon scale covered the whole body, and turned directly into the battle form of the dark four winged dragon blood demon general.
"Really, a mere replica wants to replace me, no way!"
Long Bufan snorted coldly, which also led the dark yuan God to change into the battle form of the four winged dragon blood demon general. Immediately, his body swept out, his feet suddenly accelerated, and with a cold murderous spirit, he directly killed the replicator.
Even if there is no instantaneous movement, under the profound meaning of the law of the wind system, the extraordinary speed of the dragon is like lightning and flint, and it will rush to it in an instant.
At the moment when the Dragon moved, the replicator also rushed out with a long sword. Only in a moment, the two collided in the center of the altar.
Qiang -!
The double swords were almost thrown at the same time, and the fire burst out in an instant.
Whoosh whoosh!!!!
At the moment when the Dragon Bufan was almost closing the sword, the evil sword in his hand suddenly stabbed hundreds of blades. The sharp blades cut the air so impressively that it made a "hiss" sound.
In the face of hundreds of swords enveloping the fatal key of the whole body, the replicator''s black eyes have no waves or even a trace of panic. His defense is very strict. He can still calmly deal with the fierce and dense swords of long Bufan. The black sword in his hand dances rapidly, and the shadow of the sword surges, calmly blocking the attack of long Bufan.
Seeing that the attack was broken, long Bufan immediately changed his attack strategy. A red flame condensed on his hand and burned in front of him into a palm print.
Then, long Bufan''s mind moved, and the flame palm print in front of him was immediately spread by purple arcs, sending out crackling thunder. If you look carefully, there were some blood red lights in the purple arc.
There is no doubt that it is blood drinking evil thunder.
"Thunder blast!"
When the power of thunder was integrated into the flame palm print, the Dragon Bufan drank violently, violently stirred it out, and beat the replicator with a fierce light.
"I said, if you can show it, I can do the same!" the replicator laughed wildly, and the energy surged down, and the flame and thunder knew each other. It also showed a flame fingerprint haunting purple electricity, which was fiercely photographed.
"Bang --!"
In the void, the two palmprints collided with each other, and suddenly burst into countless flames and lights, just like fireworks. The two fierce and manic energies fought against each other.
As soon as long Bufan''s eyes coagulated, Zhenyuan wrapped his whole body and resisted the sweeping energy fluctuation. Immediately, he shook his spirit eating evil sword and wanted to launch an instant attack under the cover of the shining light.
However, the clone also thought of the killing moves that dragon Bufan could think of.
"Hiss! Hiss!"
In the light of fire and lightning, two black figures collided with each other. Their long swords and sharp edges swept each other''s bodies. The Dragon scales were cut and the blood was sprayed again, adding a little scarlet color to the black altar.