Chapter 1448
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On the huge altar, Long Bufan and the clone stood facing each other. Both of them were holding the same Spirit-devouring Evil Sword. They faced each other from a distance, and their auras fluctuated in the same rhythm.
"Although you have the same facial features, weapon, and martial arts as me, there is one thing that is different. Our consciousness and thoughts are different!" Long Bufan said coldly with a determined expression.
The clone was unmoved. He looked at Long Bufan, his eyes were like an eagle staring at its prey. He smiled evilly. "In this battle, I want to wipe out your consciousness and thoughts, completely replacing everything you have."
As he spoke, a violent evil aura surged from the clone. In the blink of an eye, black dragon scales covered his entire body. He transformed into the combat form of the Dark Four-winged Dragon Blood Demon General.
"Is that so? A mere clone wants to replace me? No way!"
Long Bufan snorted. He also activated the Primordial Spirit of Darkness and transformed into the combat form of the Dark Four-winged Dragon Blood Demon General. Then, he rushed out and sped up. With a strong murderous aura, he charged toward the clone.
Even without teleportation, Long Bufan's speed was as fast as lightning under the Profound Meaning of the Law of Wind. He arrived in front of the clone in an instant.
The moment Long Bufan's figure moved, the clone also charged out with a longsword in his hand. In an instant, the two of them collided at the center of the altar.
Clang!
The two swords swung out at almost the same time. In an instant, sparks flew.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Long Bufan pulled back his sword. The Spirit-devouring Evil Sword in his hand suddenly shot out hundreds of sword radiances. The sharp sword radiances cut through the air and made a sizzling sound.
Facing hundreds of sword radiances that were aimed at his vital parts, the clone's black eyes were calm. He did not even have a trace of panic. His defense was very tight. Even under Long Bufan's sharp and dense sword radiances, he was still able to calmly deal with them. The black sword in his hand danced quickly, and sword shadows surged. He calmly blocked Long Bufan's attack.
Seeing that his attack was broken, Long Bufan immediately changed his attack strategy. A ball of red flame instantly condensed in his hand. It burned brightly and formed a palm print in front of him.
Then, with a thought, Long Bufan's flaming palm print in front of him was suddenly covered by purple electric arcs. There was a crackling sound of thunder. If one looked carefully, the purple electric arcs were mixed with some blood-red electric radiances.
There was no doubt that it was the Blood-Devouring Thunder.
"Thunder Fire Explosion!"
When the power of thunder was integrated into the flaming palm print, Long Bufan roared and suddenly surged out. With a fierce light, it fiercely slammed towards the clone.
"I said, if you can use it, so can I!" The clone laughed wildly. The energy in his body surged. Flames and thunder intertwined. He also displayed a flaming palm print surrounded by purple electric radiances and fiercely slammed out.
"Bang!"
In the void, the two palm prints collided with each other. Suddenly, countless flames and electric radiances burst out like fireworks. It was very beautiful. The two fierce and violent energies fought against each other. It was hard to tell who had the upper hand.
Long Bufan's eyes narrowed. He wrapped his body with True Essence to resist the energy fluctuations that swept over. Immediately, the Spirit-devouring Evil Sword in his hand shook. He wanted to rely on the cover of the light to launch an instant attack.
However, the clone also thought of the killing move that Long Bufan could think of.
Chi! Chi!
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