Hearing these words, Fang Yu squinted his eyes, smiled brighter, and said, "You know all my weaknesses? That's great, please point them out to me one by one."
"My biggest shortcoming is that I can't find my own weaknesses... If you can help me solve this problem, I would be very grateful to you."
The clone snorted coldly and stepped forward with his right foot!
"boom!"
The huge black claws stretched out from his back, eight in total, suddenly gathered and stabbed Fang Yu in front!
This attack was extremely rapid, taking place in the blink of an eye.
Fang Yu did not dodge, but raised his arms and crossed them in front of him.
"Buzz!"
There was a sound, and the dazzling golden light seal condensed and took shape in front of both arms.
"Boom!"
The sharp spikes of the eight pitch-black giant claws pierced the seal together.
The Dharma Seal suddenly shook, and the light shone brightly.
But there was an obvious crack in the center of the seal.
"Boom..."
When a crack appeared, the seal lost control and shattered into pieces.
Eight giant black claws passed through the seal and pierced the ground, causing a violent explosion.
For a time, the entire circular valley was shaking, and the sky that was originally entangled in clouds and mist was once again covered with a thick layer of smoke and dust.
…
In a dark space.
"What a good show. Watching yourself fight against your friends, this must be an unprecedented experience, right?" The rich voice echoed in the space with a joking tone.
A light curtain stood in front of the dark corner, and the scene in the light curtain... was exactly the scene of Fang Yu fighting Lin Batian's clone in the valley.
In the darkness, Lin Batian stared at the picture in the light screen with an ugly expression on his face.
The copy that Fang Yu is facing now is the same copy that he fought with on the Great Sky Star and the Holy Meteor Mountain!
At that time, he had already discovered that this clone's ability was... almost exactly the same as his.
Whether it's cultivation, aura, or appearance... even he can't find the difference.
As for strength...if we take the current Lin Batian, he will definitely not be as good as this clone.
Because the clone is copying him in his prime state.
Even if it cannot be copied 100%, it is at least 70% to 80%.
At the same time, this clone also possesses all of Lin Batian's memories.
It can be said that... if Lin Batian himself disappears, then this copy... is Lin Batian!
However, this replica is not a puppet.
He has independent consciousness and obeys all the orders of the damn will in the Land of Death.
"What's wrong? Are you worried that your friend is invincible? Didn't you say before that he is the strongest person in the human race? Haha." In the space, the rich voice laughed even more sarcastically, "Two of the top strong men in the human race are locked up in a
The battle between trapped beasts in the Land of Death is truly a joy to watch.”
"Why do you think that Fang Yu and I are on the same level?" At this time, Lin Batian, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up, "Who told you that he and I are on the same level?"
"Since this clone has my memory, he should recall the simple exchanges between me and Fang Yu back then."
"I have never defeated Fang Yu. No matter in any aspect...he can crush me."
At this time, it was the rich voice's turn to be silent.
Lin Batian looked at the light curtain in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth, and said: "Especially now, neither of us is his opponent. You release a copy of me alone... It's just to deliver food to Lao Fang.
."
"The strength of this clone is not at the same level as yours for a long time. He has fully accepted the transformation of the dark power. Before you were completely integrated with the Land of Death Omen, he was far more powerful than you!" That rich voice said
There was anger in it, and the sound continued to echo in the space.
"And after merging you in the Land of Death Omen, he will also change accordingly..."
"When the time comes, I will have you, him, and Fang Yu who is about to be swallowed up... With three capable men, I can become a god!"
After saying this, the rich voice let out an extremely unpleasant laugh.
Lin Batian frowned and said nothing, just staring at the light screen in front of him.
In terms of hard power, he really isn't worried.
But he was worried that the copy, or the will of the Land of Death, would think of using some alternative methods to deceive Fang Yu and gain an advantage.
After all, this clone is so similar to him.
"Old Fang, don't be soft-hearted at this time. Even if I really come in front of you, you have to punch me to pieces without hesitation." Lin Batian stared at the light curtain in front of him and said in his heart.
…
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The eight giant claws on the back of the clone kept stabbing at Fang Yu's flickering figure.
Fang Yu is very fast, but the eight giant black claws extending from the back of the clone are also very fast.
He almost jumped out of the way before the giant claws struck him, hitting the original position and causing an explosion.
Under this situation, the eight giant claws are still growing in size, and their aura is getting stronger and stronger.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Fang Yu kept moving his body skills, flashing in the air.
At this time, his consciousness locked on the distant copy.
The clone also raised its head and looked in the direction of Fang Yu.
Their eyes met in the air.
"bass!"
Fang Yu's eyes flashed with strange light.
This is the most direct illusion!
However, at this moment... the clone's eyes became pitch black, and the difference between the eyeballs and the whites of the eyes could not be seen!
"Want to use pupil magic and genjutsu on me?"
The clone smiled coldly and pointed its left palm in the direction of Fang Yu.
"boom!"
The violent spiritual energy exploded in an instant!
This is... the Tyrant Palm!
"Boom..."
A huge amount of violent magic energy blasted towards Fang Yu, possessing the potential of destruction.
Fang Yu stood high in the sky and also blasted out a palm.
The same is the Tyrant Palm!
"Boom!"
A deafening sound erupted high in the sky.
There was a violent earthquake in the entire valley, and cracks appeared on the surface of the surrounding mountains, which were about to collapse.
The two Tyrant Palms are equally powerful, but... Fang Yu's Tyrant Palm condenses more divine power, while the Tyrant Palm blasted by Lin Batian's clone contains
A lot of dark magic.
In this round, the two were tied.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Yu's body turned into a golden arrow, which instantly passed over the still colliding magic energy and rushed straight to the location of the clone.
The clone raised its right palm, and a light flashed on it.
A mysterious energy was summoned by him!
"bass!"
The Xuanran Qi flashed again, and then... turned into a giant cannon!
The clone put the giant cannon on its shoulders and showed a cruel smile to Fang Yu who was attacking from the air.
"I'll give you a shot."
"boom!"
The next second, a dark beam of light exploded from the muzzle!
Fang Yu, who was rushing towards Lin Batian, had a look in his eyes and pushed forward with both palms.
"The Seal of Xuantian."
Dazzling blue light flashed up, and a shield-like seal condensed in front of Fang Yu's palms and expanded rapidly.