Zhao Tianming was speechless.
Everyone is the chosen one, what are you so awesome about?
Besides, you're just a clone, are you so arrogant?
At least you have fought with me before showing off, right?
However, he is certain now.
Blood demons do well in the fairy world.
He was very pleased with this.
As for saying he wasn't worthy of the blood demon... he was a little angry.
Since you are angry, let’s fight it out.
No matter how harsh words you say now, it will be of no use.
Knock out all the feces and urine of the other party first, and then it won't be too late to fight again.
Zhao Tianming drew his sword.
"Come on, stop nagging."
Shang Jian laughed loudly: "Only you want to fight me?"
He looked down upon Zhao Tianming.
"You can't even go to the fairy world, but you still have the courage to fight me. I really don't know what to say."
When it comes to showing off, Shang Jian is also a master.
Zhao Tianming didn't say anything, and just waved his hand with a sword.
I’m giving you face, right?
A bright sword light shot towards Shang Jian.
Shang Jian smiled slightly and flicked the fingers of his right hand.
boom!
The iron sword flew back and fell into Zhao Tianming's hand.
Zhao Tianming frowned.
Everyone was shocked.
This Shang Jian is really powerful.
With a clone, Zhao Tianming was unable to do anything to him.
Everyone started to worry again.
Shang Hao, on the other hand, was inexplicably excited and couldn't help but say: "Zhao Tianming, if you surrender to the young master now, there is still a way to survive. Those who understand the current affairs are heroes——"
Chi!
A sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.
The iron sword penetrated his forehead, pinning him in place again.
Shang Hao's expression changed drastically.
"You're right, but you obviously don't know much about current affairs."
Zhao Tianming looked at him and said lightly.
"Let him go."
Shang Jian said coldly.
Chi!
Zhao Tianming sheathed his sword.
Shang Hao's body turned into a blood mist.
Once again, he expressed his attitude through practical actions.
"Are you going to let it go as you say?"
Zhao Tianming glanced at Shang Jian.
Shang Jian's face looked a little ugly.
This is completely disrespectful to him.
"You're looking for death."
He narrowed his eyes.
Zhao Tianming was too lazy to pay attention to him, directly drew his sword and rushed over.
Cut out with one sword.
Zhao Tianming had no reservations about this sword.
Shang Jian's expression also changed.
He finally realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.
The Zhao Tianming in front of him was very strong.
There was a sword in his hand, and he stabbed it out lightly, but his expression was very serious.
boom!
Zhao Tianming retreated a hundred feet.
But Shang Jian's body also retreated dozens of feet.
Everyone was ashamed.
Shang Jian actually had the upper hand?
He is just a clone.
Zhao Tianming's expression also changed.
He is worthy of being the genius of the immortal world, the chosen one, he is indeed very strong.
With just a clone, Zhao Tianming was at a disadvantage.
Fortunately, Zhao Tianming just used the sword purely, and he still had many trump cards that were useless.
Shang Jian laughed loudly: "What nonsense is the chosen one? This Sword Spirit Continent is indeed too low-level. Zhao Tianming, you really disappoint me."
Once he gained the upper hand, he started to bluster again.
Logically speaking, Zhao Tianming should change his sword.
With the Dragon-Slaying Sword, everything is easy, at least it won't take much effort to kill this clone.
But Zhao Tianming did not do this.
boom!
The power of blood is completely stimulated.
A red light shot out from his body, and Zhao Tianming's fighting spirit began to boil.
At the same time, Taoism broke out.
A surge of domineering power broke through the sky.
At this time, Zhao Tianming seemed to have control over the entire world.
"Come again."
As soon as Zhao Tianming finished speaking, he rushed over again.
boom!
Swinging his sword.
Shang Jian was knocked upside down and flew thousands of feet away, and his body became a little lighter.
Zhao Tianming stood on the same spot, not moving at all.
Everyone was shocked.
what's the situation?
Why is there such a big difference from the results just now?
Zhao Tianming had the upper hand again.
And it is an absolute advantage.
Wasn't he serious just now?
Indeed.
But no one knows that even now, Zhao Tianming still does not use his full strength.
His avenue of time and space, and the avenue of time, have not been used yet.
There was also the most powerful super artifact, the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which was not taken out either.
If the person coming was the real person, Zhao Tianming was not sure yet.
But it was just a clone, and he really didn't take it seriously.
"That's it?"
Zhao Tianming smiled coldly.
Shang Jian's face looked a little ugly.
"Zhao Tianming, it seems that I underestimate you, but your desire to kill me is simply wishful thinking."
As soon as he finished speaking, in the void, from the light gate in the sky, a golden light suddenly shot out and merged into his body.
Shang Jian's body suddenly became much more solid, and his aura was much stronger than before.
"Come again, today, I'm going to beat the shit out of you."
Shang Jian started to say harsh words again.
Zhao Tianming's brows wrinkled slightly.
This clone seemed to be several times more powerful than before.
But he was not timid at all.
On the contrary, his fighting spirit boiled even more intensely.
He longs for a fight.
After thousands of years of hard training, today I finally have the opportunity to verify my strength.
"Come on, stop talking nonsense!"
Zhao Tianming turned into a sword light, rushed towards Shang Jian, and slashed out with his sword.
In fact, Shang Jian did not dare to neglect, and immediately rushed towards Zhao Tianming.
The two started a battle in the void.
The battle was extremely fierce.
All you can see is the sword energy filling the sky.
Their true bodies could not be seen at all, only two shadows flickering in the sky.
The crowd retreated far away, fearing that they would be accidentally hurt.
It seemed like many bombs had fallen on the sea surface, and the waves soared hundreds of feet into the sky, as if a tsunami had occurred.
Everyone was horrified to see it.
No one can interfere with this kind of battle.
Even Mr. Seven is not qualified.
Jiang Ningxue frowned.
"Is he going to be okay?"
"No." Zhihu replied decisively.
Xie Na also said: "Yes, he will definitely be fine. We have to believe in him."
Mr. Qi was about to speak but stopped.
That's just a clone of the other party.
If the fight is like this now, what will be the result if the real body comes here soon?
He was worried.
In the sky, Zhao Tianming and Shang Jian fought for dozens of rounds, but suddenly they retreated.
Zhao Tianming's body was intact and there was no damage.
The same is true for Shang Jian.
"Zhao Tianming, you can't do this. I'm just a clone and you can't beat me. How can you be my opponent?"
"Yeah?"
Zhao Tianming smiled slightly: "Just now, I just treated you as a sparring partner. Now is the real battle. Let's see who will be beaten to shit."
Shang Jian was stunned.
"Do you still retain your strength?"
Zhao Tianming rolled his eyes at him: "Don't you think that just a clone can make me go all out? Do you take yourself too seriously?"
"Who doesn't know how to brag? Come on, let me see what surprises you can give me, but don't let me down again!"
Shang Jian sneered.
"Okay, are you ready?"
Zhao Tianming asked.
"Come on, stop being so mysterious."
Shang Jian stood ready.
Zhao Tianming slashed out with his sword.
Time speeds up.
Shang Jian's expression changed. He clearly saw Zhao Tianming taking action, but he had no time to react.
boom!
With just one sword strike, he was sent flying by Zhao Tianming, landing thousands of feet away, and his body began to become much more illusory.
Obviously, Shang Jian was hit hard.
The crowd roared with cheers.
