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Chapter 457 Final Battle (3)

Seeing that Jian San's long sword was about to fall on Tu Qing's body.

Right at this critical juncture.

Jian San's face suddenly changed drastically, a chill surged into his heart, and he couldn't help shivering.

He subconsciously turned to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow from behind.

"Whoosh!"
There was a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The sharp dagger passed over Jian San's shoulder, leaving a shallow scar on his shoulder, and blood overflowed from the wound.

Jian San felt a chill in his heart, he turned his head and looked at the woman in the bright red robe who suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes were full of astonishment.

At this time, the dagger in the hand of the woman in the bright red robe was aimed at Jian San's chest again, as long as she wanted to, Jian San would be over in an instant.

"Who the hell are you? How can you have two people?!"
Jian San stared at the woman in the bright red robe, his face constantly changing.He never dreamed that there were really two Tuqings, and this woman was not an afterimage at all!

"You lost just now, this is already the second time!"

Tu Qing, who was wearing a bright red robe, glanced at Jian San lightly, retracted the dagger in his hand, a little dismissively, then turned around and walked in front of the other Tu Qing.

So two Tu Qings, one in blue and one in red, stood on the ring at the same time, looking at Jian San indifferently.

Jian San's expression was cloudy, and then he sighed softly, put away his long sword, turned around and strode away.

This battle was really frustrating.

Jian San wanted to die already.

"Hiss... what's going on?"

"There are actually two Tu Qings? Are they twin sisters?"

"Probably not. Think about it. If so, it would be cheating. Mr. Hei would definitely stop it, but Mr. Hei didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. Obviously, this may be some kind of secret method of Tuqing, right?"

……

On the stage.

"Sister Ya, is that the fractal technique of your sect?"

Ying Chen scratched his head, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and asked uncertainly.

Yafu shook her head, smiled without saying a word.

Seeing this, Ying Chen became more curious.

"Sister Ya, what is that?"
Yingchen stared at Yafu with scorching eyes, feeling like a cat scratching at his heart, if he didn't ask clearly, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Hearing Ying Chen's words, Yafu couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and replied angrily: "I don't want to tell you!"

"why?"

"Why do you say? I'm not happy! I won't tell you!"

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"My shoulder hurts."

"Forehead…"

Ying Chen's expression turned embarrassed, and he understood.

He just woke up just now, that's not the point, the point is that when he woke up, he found himself leaning on Yafu's shoulder again... He obviously restrained himself very much.

But he doesn't care about the state of falling asleep.

There is really no way.

Seeing Ying Chen's embarrassed expression, Yafu couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

"Really want to know?"

Ying Chen nodded.

"It's fine if you want to know, but you have to promise me a few things first!"
"Sister Ya said! As long as I can do it!"
Ying Chen nodded without hesitation, and looked at Ya Fu seriously.

"I haven't figured it out yet, just remember."

Yafu pondered for a while, but didn't think of what to do. She just wanted to trouble Ying Chen, but she didn't expect this kid to agree so readily.

Of course, she was very happy in her heart, at least Ying Chen was quite sincere.

Thinking of this, Yafu felt very relieved, so she decided to tell Yingchen the secret about Tuqing.

"You just saw that those two are real people. That is Qingqing's natal supernatural power, called soul clone."

"We normal people have only one soul, but when Qingqing was born, the power of her soul far surpassed that of ordinary people. Later, she met some strange fates and then she succeeded in cultivating this soul clone."

"But the soul clone only has 80.00% of the strength of the main body."

"I see!"
Ying Chen suddenly realized and nodded, feeling a little admiration for Tu Qing in his heart.

……

"The third match, Hong San of the Temple of Strength vs. Tan Lin of the Heavenly Sword God Sect!"

The old black words fell.

There was a flash of swords and swords on the ring, Tan Lin held the sword with one hand, and struck out with one sword, instantly shattering the void!

Holding a heavy axe in his hand, Hong San kicked forward with both feet, instantly transformed into a streamer, and shot straight at Tan Lin, and a huge axe blade struck out.

The two shocking attack energies collided fiercely, and Tan Lin disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was behind Hong San, stabbing away with the long sword in his hand!

Hong San twisted his body and avoided the assassination of the long sword, but Tan Lin appeared right in front of him in an instant.

Hong San's arm was strong, and he struck out with an axe!

Tan Lin's figure flickered and disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already suspended in the air, holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, and two sharp lights flashed in his eyes.

"The second form of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art - God Thunder Comes to the World!"

The words fall.

Tan Lin raised the Qingli sword in his hand, the sword's cold light rose sharply, and suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder after thunder fell from the nine-day starry sky, penetrating into the Qingli sword.

He took up the long sword, and the sword fell straight down, pulling thousands of thunderbolts, and smashing towards Hong San.

Hong San's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were waving quickly.

Ax lights gathered in front of him.

Hong San opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted angrily: "Cut!"
The twin axes rushed out instantly!

Rumble!
There was a violent sound, and countless thunderbolts fell from the sky in an instant, interweaving into a web of lightning in the sky, covering the entire arena.

Rumble!
The thunder net formed by countless thunder and lightning frantically tore Hong San's body, his clothes were torn apart, and the exposed skin was scorched black.

"puff!"

Hong San's body trembled violently, and he fell fiercely on the iron chains on the edge of the ring. He spat out a big mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Tan Lin's eyes were flat, standing proudly above the void, with a look of disdain for the world, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Acceptance."

"you win."
Hong San wiped off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, stood up, looked at Tan Lin in front of him, his eyes were full of unwillingness and humiliation, then turned and left.

"Tan Linsheng!"

……

"Fourth match... Tu Gulan Lanmeng vs. Li Yong from the Taixu Sect."

Lan Meng stepped into the ring in a long snow-white dress.

"Miss Lan." Li Yong on the opposite side clasped his fists at Lan Meng, with fear flashing in his eyes: "I hope you will be merciful."

As he spoke, Li Yong waved his hand, and a spear appeared between his palms.

Lan Meng nodded lightly, and waved her jade hand in the air.

boom!
A terrifying aura burst out from her body!

Behind her, six long spirit tails were swinging, and terrifying ripples spread out in circles.

Li Yong's pupils shrank, and the spear in his hand was thrown out suddenly. The spear turned into an afterimage and flew towards Lan Meng.

Lan Meng raised her legs, jumped back, dodged the spear attack, and clapped her palms at the same time!
(End of this chapter)