C1449 equivalence
C1449 equivalence
On the other hand, although Replicator had a somewhat sinister expression, it was possible to see the pain on his arm that had been cut by the sword. However, the strange thing was, there were no signs of blood flowing out from the wound.
Long Bufan frowned slightly. Looking at it this way, this Replicator who was exactly the same as him was obviously not a real flesh and blood body, but a human body formed from energy. Although he could feel pain, he did not have the form of a normal person.
"It seems that other than consciousness, you are not the same as me." The corner of Long Bufan's mouth raised slightly as he said coldly, and under the powerful flow of Qi and blood, the sword wound on Long Bufan's arm quickly healed up, the broken dragon scales on his arm also recovered perfectly.
Replicator looked down at the wound on his arm that was not bleeding, as though he felt's mockery. He then looked up at Long Bufan and laughed sinisterly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you die, your body will be mine."
As he finished his words, thick purple arcs of lightning surged out of Replicator's body. Like a bolt of lightning, he charged towards Long Bufan with a tyrannical power of thunder in his wake.
Long Bufan focused his eyes, and similarly charged forward with his sword in hand.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
On the altar, another intense fight broke out, both sides were extremely powerful, the Replicator was obviously proficient in all of Long Bufan's abilities and martial skills, at any moment, he would release burning flames, like a red fire dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws at Long Bufan, or purple lightning bolts would gush out and interweave.
When it came to destructive power, Long Bufan and Replicator were on par with each other. As the sword beams swept across, they left trails and trails on the altar.
Against enemies of the same realm, Long Bufan had never met an opponent with the same fighting strength as him, moreover it was his own copy. Facing such a strong opponent, was truly a headache for him.
But slowly, Long Bufan realized that in his battles with the Replicator, it was like he was looking at a mirror, constantly discovering some flaws in his martial skills.
In the end, Long Bufan became more and more berserk, and his fighting spirit became even denser.
"magic clone."
"magic clone."
In an instant, the large altar was filled with groups of black figures. Their shapes were all magic clone of the Four-Winged Dragon Blood Demon General.
However, right now the magic clone were splitting the altar into two, standing opposite to each other, forming a distinct hostile force.
"Kill!" Long Bufan roared out, leading the dozens of magic clone behind him, as they rushed towards the opposing Replicator with surging auras.
"Kill!"
Replicator's eyes were as cold and cold as a poisonous snake's. He let out a wild roar as well, and fiercely pounced forward bringing dozens of his magic clone with him.
In that moment, over a hundred figures clashed against each other on the altar, surging Sword Qi erupted, and the battle between Long Bufan and Replicator also reached its peak.
Replicator slashed a magic clone in half from the waist, and then, quickly locked onto Long Bufan's original body amongst the many magic clone.
"It is about time for the battle between you and me to come to an end."
Replicator said in a cold and sinister voice, the pitch-black sword in his hand also suddenly released a resplendent black light. After he shouted in a low voice, the sword danced, transforming into a sword technique.