One of the heads was scrapped, the copy body did not respond at all, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was not injured. The other two heads cast spells to bless him at the same time. One of them must have the brute force of the cow, because Ye Qing could feel its strength increase by a piece, and his shoulders were pinched and lifted, relying on the power gap after the bonus, he directly raised him up, and then he rushed to the ground, as if he had fallen down.

"Bang!"

The huge body more than six meters high hit the ground, and the entire island seemed to have an earthquake. The huge force came into contact with the hard ground. Ye Qing was thrown to the spot and was dizzy and confused.

The copy that had fallen down did not stop, and his right knee pressed against his stomach. The huge force almost made him spit it out. The two main hands quickly expanded, pressed their left hand on their chest, and pinched their right hand into a fist that was almost the size of a washbasin. It was aimed at him and smashed it hard.

With the power of the replica and the enhanced main hand, he punched it, which was not much different from the industrial hammer that demolished buildings. If he put it away with one punch, he could no longer find his previous appearance. His nose bridge was broken, and his nose was softly pressed against the center of his face full of blood. His eyes were broken and his neck was connected, and his eyes were popped up and hung on the edge of his eye socket and pulled deafly.

The lips were red, swollen, and blood flowed. Most of the teeth fell out in one mouthful, and the remaining few would fall off at any time when hanging on the gums.

Although the replica only hits him with his fists, his lethality will not be lower than that with a weapon. When the main arm muscles expand, the strength is determined to be three left. The power at this moment is astonishingly high. In addition, the attack part is the head, and there is a bonus for weakness. If it is an ordinary person, he will directly crush it with one punch.

Even if he is a reincarnation person and has a high physique, he will be broken by his head if he cannot carry the fist.

Ye Qing didn't want to be beaten to death by the pins of the most alive. If this happens, he will become a joke in the reincarnation space. With a thought, the blade of creation is retracted. A sound of sound is heard. Two golden hooks appear behind him. His arms are freed to grab two golden hooks and aim them at the replica. The huge golden hook pierces through the other two heads of the replica.

The copy was hit hard and smashed and let out a painful roar, struggling hard, but being hooked by the Thousand Tribulation God, you will lose all your resistance within three seconds. The chains will rise, pull the copy's two heads up, and pull it away from yourself.

From a distance, two long chains grew behind a giant with four heads and ten arms hanging high and hung up the other giant with four heads and ten arms hanging in the air. The giant with four heads and ten arms hung in the air as if it had lost its power of resistance. The ten arms kept shaking as the chain swung.

Qianjie Shentu pulled the replica in front of him, raised his ten arms at the same time, and slashed them violently. Ten swords were slashed on his head at the same time, slashing the disabled head in one fell swoop.

At this moment, only one second passed, and the Thousand Tribulation Divine Tu cannot resist for three seconds.

He hung up the replica and turned around, and then slashed down ten swords one after another, slashing another head that was not hooked.

The same is true. After three seconds, the third head was cut off by him. The freed golden hook suddenly slammed on the replica. The head connected to the hook was smashed. The sharp hook pierced into the back of the replica.

At this time, the copy had woken up, and his first reaction was to reach out and grab the golden hook that hooked his last head, and pulled the hook out from behind.

I have to say that this guy has too strong vitality and has completely inherited the strength of the true body of the Creator. The hook was not dead yet when he penetrated his brain.

However, no matter how much he sighed, his movements were not slow at all. Another hook hooked the back of the copy body, and the chains were tightly hung in front of him. A trace of fierce and decisive expression appeared in his eyes. His arms were soaring, and he raised his sword and stabbed the copy body hard.

The replica is still dealing with the hook behind it, and his attention is not focused, or he can't stop it at such a close distance. Ten swords pierce its body at the same time.

Ye Qing was delighted. The ten thick arms were tightly tightly, and the sword in his hand was tighter. He grabbed the handle with greater strength and stabbed forward.

It is estimated that one of the swords had the intention of stabbing the vital heart. The replicate did not care about the golden hook behind it. The eight arms freed up the long swords that were the largest. The great Ye Qing could not push them in even if he pushed them hard. The two of its swelling main arms clenched into fists. He could hear the sound of bones and joints clambered when the replicate was clenched at the close.

He had only had time to tighten his muscles in his body, and then a fist containing terrifying force hit his head hard.

The terrifying power suffocated his breathing. His head, which was originally injured, was opened, and blood gushed out of the high place like a fountain.

This is not the end. Another punch from the replica directly hit his chest. The huge impact almost stopped his heart from beating. It took a few seconds to recover from his heartbeat. At the same time, with a crisp cracking sound, his sternum was cracked by the punch.

He punched out, copied the decent expressionless and closed his fist, and then slammed it out like a spring that was squeezed to the bottom. Before Ye Qing could see the trajectory of its fist, he felt a phantom flash by, and then his whole body was smashed away like a cloud and fog.

The super power directly smashed him to more than ten meters, crossed the edge of the island and fell into the sea, like a cannonball exploded, splashing a huge splash of water.

I don’t know if it’s because of the incomplete fusion, but the replica actually likes to attack with fists instead of weapons, or the inheritance is not complete, and the weapon is not flexible, so it’s changed to fists. No matter which way it is, it’s a good thing for Ye Qing, otherwise he would have suffered more than this injuring just now.

He stood up from the sea water and lost another head. The second ** strike of the replica just now smashed his head. Now there are only two left, which is better than the one left of the replica. But it is not much better. The replica has rushed towards him with a huge speed, and it is quickly approaching his eyes.

Without caring about the sequelae of dyspnea caused by the fractured sternum pressing against the heart, Ye Qing held his ten arms and raised his sword in front of him, and punched him hard, like a mountain pressing down on him, and the terrifying force was pressed down. In addition, his feet were covered with slippery stones, so he didn't stand firmly and was directly smashed into the sea water.

He knocked down Ye Qing with one blow, and the replica did not stop, but instead crawled into the sea without hesitation. It seemed that he wanted to continue chasing him and put him to death.

In the sea water, the speed of a person will slow down by one third, whether it is action or attack speed. Moreover, due to the heavy pressure of the sea water, any action will increase a certain amount of physical energy consumption, that is, endurance.

Of course, with the replica body ten times his endurance, this consumption is not taken seriously at all.

In the sea water, Ye Qing saw the replica that was chasing him and immediately stretched out his hand.

"Two Techniques"

A layer of invisible force field appeared between the replica and him. The falling replica hit the two techniques and hit them ten times, but the two were not broken.

Taking advantage of this time, Ye Qing drilled upwards and a flash technique appeared again on the island. He grabbed the God of Tribulation and Slaughtering Gold Hook with his arms and threw it away. A golden meteor fell on the back of the replica. A blood light flashed and deeply penetrated it. The replica lost all its power, and the chains tightly pulled it back.

At this time, Ye Qing had no other idea, and it was even more impossible to retreat, so he could only fight to the end.

In this battlefield where we meet on a narrow road, there is no possibility of retreating, only moving forward and forward, and retreating means failure.

Besides, this extreme challenge has no possibility of retreating at all. Once the time comes, the replica is not dead, he will lose, so he can only try his best to find a way to kill the target.

To be honest, if the replica had not had the treasure of the Creation Magic Ball, and he decisively broke the replica's fusion of his abilities in the early stage, he would have no chance of winning at all. With the replica's exaggerated health and magic stamina, he would not be able to consume the opponent no matter how hard he used the replica's exaggerated health and magic stamina strength.

Of course, there are also reasons why he is properly tactical. He deliberately stored all the weapons and equipment on his body, so the replica could only fight with bare hands and empty fists. Even the transformed weapon abilities he inherited from the Hundred Arm Giant were not integrated. Many times he could only fight with bare hands, which greatly weakened the combat effectiveness of the replica.

This time his goal is the last head of the replica. He doesn't believe that without a single head, this replica can still fly into the sky.

He was hooked by the Thousand Tribulation God and could not resist. Ten swords slashed in two consecutive rounds, successfully slashing the last head of the replica.

"boom!"

Losing all his head, the replica made a roar like thunder from his abdomen, and his limbs waved wildly, but they were not strong enough, and they didn't even break the skin when they cut him.

Losing all his head, the copy was not dead yet, but he could no longer see anything. Ye Qing threw it into the sea by the island with a chain hook, soared into the air, looked down at it, and began to cast spells.

"Bang!"

One magic missile after another hit the replica, smashing its body into the water, and it soon came to the bottom, but the instinct of survival made it constantly slid its ten arms and wanted to move upstream, and soon it exposed the water again.

In this way, Ye Qing kept casting magic missile storm, or lightning beams and fireball techniques, constantly hitting his body into the sea.

The health of the replica also dropped at a stable rate, 60,000, 50,000, 45, 38, 20,000, soon, the health of the replica has fallen below 20,000.

These numbers that prompted the replica's health fell in Ye Qing's eyes, like heavy weights after heavy, accelerating his nervous mood.

He lost his vision and fell into the sea water. In particular, Ye Qing continued to add various negative states to weaken the replica, and drove it into the sea water round by round. All of this was like a dull knife cutting flesh, ruthlessly eroding the other party's vitality and hope little by little.
Chapter completed!