212: C212 Zhou Yi Vs Zhou Yi

C212 Zhou Yi Vs Zhou Yi

Seeing the gale, Zhou Yi quickly moved his palm to block it!

After a deep collision sound, Zhou Yi and the fake Zhou Yi both staggered back a few steps at the same time, and only then did they manage to stand firm on their feet.

Suppressing the Spiritual Force that was rolling in his chest, Zhou Yi slowly looked up. He saw that the fake Zhou Yi did not feel any discomfort and even looked at him with a sinister smile.

"My cultivation is indeed the same!"

Zhou Yi sighed and muttered to himself.

Although he had received the palm attack in a panic, he had still used 100% of his power.

Even if his opponent's cultivation level was slightly lower than his, he would still show some signs of it.

However, looking at his current appearance, not only did he not feel any discomfort, he even felt more comfortable than he did.

When Jiang Chun saw this, he could not help but sneer. "Zhou Yi, today I want to see how you beat yourself!"

With that, he turned his head to look at the fake Zhou Yi: "Kill him. If you can't kill him, die with him."

After receiving the order, the fake Zhou Yi shouted. He stomped on the ground and his body shot towards Zhou Yi.

Meanwhile, his hands had already turned into the shape of an eagle's hooks, grabbing towards Zhou Yi's neck in an extremely crafty yet vicious manner.

Facing the fake Zhou Yi's vicious attack, Zhou Yi also slightly retreated. He consecutively waved several palms and completely blocked the opponent's attack.

Ding ding dang dang!

Although the palms of the two of them were clashing, the sounds produced from each collision were like metal. Sometimes, sparks would even appear in the sky around the two of them.

All of this caused the surrounding guys to stare with wide eyes.

One had to know that they didn't usually have the chance to see battles of this level.

As a result, these people had already forgotten how dangerous this place was. They could only stare at the two figures flying up and down.

The two of them fought for a moment before suddenly retreating.

Zhou Yi's breath quickened. His opponent's strength was on par with his. After fighting for so long, they were all fighting with their full strength, so they were more or less tired.

On the other hand, the other party was still smiling like a scoundrel, as if he wasn't affected in the slightest.

"Alright, in that case, don't blame me for using a weapon. I don't believe that you have one too!"

Zhou Yi let out a cold snort and the corner of his mouth slowly raised into a faint smile.

With a slight movement of his palm, a cold light shot out from his sleeve. It was aimed at Jiang Chun, who was in the distance.

Zhou Yi naturally understood that although the fake Zhou Yi looked the same as him, had the same cultivation and cultivation, but that small sword was created by him. That guy might not even have one.

If they caught him off guard and killed Jiang Chun, wouldn't that fake Zhou Yi be eliminated as well?

Ding!

Just as Zhou Yi was thinking, a clear sound came from afar.

Zhou Yi suddenly looked up and saw that his small sword stopped less than two inches away from Jiang Chun's neck.

And what made it stop was another small sword that was exactly the same.

"F * ck you, Jiang Chun, you have some bottom line to making this fake, okay? I wasted a lot of my strength to get my little sword to be like this today. If you want to make a mountain stronghold, then do it!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and the small sword went back into his sleeve. Then, he pointed at Jiang Chun and scolded him.

However, he was also secretly surprised in his heart. The power of that small sword from the mountain stronghold was actually no different from his own true sword.

"What surprised you was still coming!"

Jiang Chun sneered.

Then, the fake Zhou Yi lightly tapped the ground with his toe. Like a fallen leaf in a gale, he flew towards Zhou Yi's location once again.

Seeing the figure that was about to attack him again, Zhou Yi's legs slightly bent and an extremely powerful explosion sounded out from under his feet. With the help of the pushing force, Zhou Yi's body also suddenly leaped out.

And at this moment, the ground where he had just stood on suddenly shattered into pieces.

The two identical Zhou Yi met mid-air. The fake Zhou Yi had just thrown out his palm, but he dodged it in an extremely weird way. Then, his figure appeared behind the other person: "Let's see how you do it this time …"

The moment Zhou Yi's words came out, his fist also brought with it the pressure of being able to tear through the air as it viciously smashed towards the fake Zhou Yi's back.

Zhou Yi was confident that if he could hit this guy this time, he wouldn't be able to laugh.

However, Zhou Yi was stunned the next second.

It was as if the other party had already seen through his intentions. Before Zhou Yi even finished speaking, he had already turned around and faced Zhou Yi's fist that was about to hit him.

A muffled sound of fists colliding rang out within the valley. Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air at this moment.

"Does this fake guy really have such a terrifying sensitivity?" How come his body has already turned around before that fist even landed? "

"That's right. It seems like he has the same brain as that Daoist Master. Not only is he familiar with his cultivation technique, he can even understand his thoughts!"

"If that's the case, then isn't he in danger?!"

While everyone was still talking, Zhou Yi's face had already turned pale.

He used his full strength in this punch and the opponent seemed to have quite a bit of strength. After the fist and palm collided, Zhou Yi's body actually tumbled a few rounds in the air and staggered before falling more than a dozen meters away.

The moment Zhou Yi stabilized his body, his expression changed again.

This was because an invisible force was attacking from behind, fiercely chopping at his back.

Without time to think, Zhou Yi struck again.

The two forces intersected in mid-air and suddenly exploded with an explosive sound.

Zhou Yi staggered back a few steps.

Covering his chest, Zhou Yi forcefully suppressed the sweet smell in his throat. Then, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the other party.

The other party was still looking like a ruffian, as if this series of actions had not affected him at all.

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and thought, "I have lived for two lifetimes and have never been as shameful as I am today. I am still a knockoff, it seems that if I don't beat you up so badly today, they will really think I am a soft persimmon!"

"How is it? If you are willing to kneel and beg for forgiveness now, then I can consider letting you go! "

Jiang Chun, who was standing a distance away, looked at Zhou Yi with a sinister smile and spoke.

"If you want laozi to kneel on the ground, then think about how you're going to help laozi get more shoes!"

Zhou Yi slightly squinted his eyes. His gaze left the fake Zhou Yi and looked at Jiang Chun.1

Hearing this, Jiang Chun laughed instead of getting angry: "Alright, since you said that, then go and die!"

The last two words seemed to have come from the gaps between his teeth. As he finished speaking, the fake Zhou Yi shot out once again.

However, this time, Zhou Yi did not make a move. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes again …

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