After Jun Wuxie's injuries were healed, he gave raw bone flowers and flesh Ganoderma lucidum to Mu Yunxi.

With the spiritual breasts in this ancient well, she reborn her arm, so she no longer needs his life essence to help her. She just needs to refine some raw bone flowers and flesh Ganoderma lucidum by herself, so that her right arm can grow again.

Seeing this man leave the ancient well, Mu Yunxi's heart trembled, and there was a bit of worry between her eyebrows.

She knew what he was going to do.

When he was ecstatic, a shocking roar suddenly came from outside, with dragon roaring and tiger roaring, deafening!

Her heart suddenly became tight.

...

In front of the stone palace, two figures were colliding wildly, the golden blood was raging like a storm in the vast sea, and the wind and clouds changed.

The real dragon shuttles through, the tiger rushes, and the vision of the broken mountains and rivers appearing, a square of seals falls from the sky, and a scene of the arrival of the doomsday.

Jun Wuxie stepped on his feet very quickly and fought his own replica.

All his secret techniques were released when the fist and palm hit the target.

He knew very well that releasing the secret technique too early would inevitably be imitated by the other party. In that case, both parties would use the same secret technique to fight against each other, and the ending would be to die together.

Boom!

The eight wildernesses collapsed, the yin and yang were in chaos, and the entire order of heaven and earth seemed to be destroyed.

Such a vision is quite terrifying and is crushing towards Jun Wuxie.

This is the attack of the replica, the Qikill Fist, Yin and Yang Chaos!

A clang sound!

The sound of the sword tore the sky, and the light of Zhuxian was amazed in the world, as if he was about to penetrate the world and killed forward.

The two secret techniques collided in the air, and the aftermath rolled up thousands of feet high, flooding the sky and shattering the clouds that were hundreds of miles altitude.

At the same time, the river of worldly dust flows under Jun Wuxie's feet, the power of time is vast, three thousand floating worlds, thousands of feet of worldly dust, rolling and surging forward.

When the Yin and Yang Chao collide with the Zhu Xian sword energy, the River of Time hit the front of the replica. At the same time, his fist seal carried the will of killing and rushed toward him.

A clanging sword sound.

The shocking sword light flashed and killed it out of the hand of the replica.

boom!

puff!

Two sounds sounded at the same time.

The replica was penetrated by him with one punch, and his body was slashed by the sword light. If it weren't for the early preparation and avoiding the vital points in time, this sword would probably be enough to kill him.

Even so, a terrible sword wound was left on his shoulder.

The sword energy fell from his shoulder and almost broke into his chest, and his entire collarbone was cut off.

Both flew back with the help of impact.

Jun Wuxie endured the severe pain in his heart and quickly refined his spiritual breasts to repair the injured body.

A bloody hole in the shape of a fist in the left chest of the replica body was penetrated, from the front of the chest to the back, piercing it!

"Come again!"

Jun Wuxie's wound healed, and the golden blood boiled, rushing up like a human-shaped beast that was out of the cage.

boom!

The two collided again.

Both sides have nearly perfect close-fitting skills, including palms and fingers, knees, elbows, etc., all of which are weapons to kill enemies and attack the opponent frantically.

Their body movements were too fast, making the entire space flashing shadows, looking like countless shadows colliding.

Boom!

The shadows disappeared all over the sky, and both of them flew back and opened the distance.

The replica body was covered in blood, and the whole arm was almost torn off. There were ferocious wounds on the lower abdomen, and blood kept flowing out.

Jun Wuxie's body shook slightly, his body was covered in blood, and there were no less than ten wounds of all sizes!

"kill!"

The two of them gasped for a moment, and the duplicate mouth made a cold and murderous sound, and came across the sky with the vast golden blood.

The war broke out again.

Fight with yourself, and kill yourself can kill the enemy!

Such a battle is cruel!

For a warrior, there are two hard indicators: realm, talent growth strength, and soft indicators are martial arts, secret techniques, utensils, etc.

Jun Wuxie's opponent has the same indicators as him. Except for the different thinking of fighting, there is no difference in the other way.

Everything he will, the opponent will.

The two fight with the same secret technique and fight with the same combat skills.

One hundred rounds, one thousand rounds, ten thousand rounds, one hundred thousand rounds...

This battle started from sunrise to sunset.

Whether it is Jun Wuxie or the replica, he has long been exhausted, and his life energy has almost reached a point of exhaustion.

There was no perfect place for both bodies, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones were broken to almost shatter.

Jun Wuxie has a little bit better because of his spiritual breasts.

But it's just a little bit.

He and the replica were breathing violently, staring at each other coldly, and even the strength to stand was lost.

"Come back tomorrow!"

Jun Wuxie dragged his broken body into the stone hall.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to kill the replica, he really doesn’t have the strength.

If an attack is forcibly launched, the result may be that they die together or the origin is broken.

The copying body scattered into a rain of light when he entered the stone hall and sank into the mirror of the stone tablet.

As soon as I entered the stone hall, the energy that I had forced to gather was instantly dissipated.

Jun Wuxie fell to the ground with a bang, and the golden blood spread around the ground.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, and it felt quite desolate.

At this moment, his whole body was deformed, his bones had already been shattered, his meridians were broken, and his life essence was almost exhausted.

The broken bones lacked blood and energy and could not support their muscles, making him almost look like a person's shape when he fell to the ground.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

The quiet stone palace was only his violent breathing, like a dying person, whose body organs were making the last struggle in life.

"Jun Wuxie!"

Mu Yunxi stumbled and ran out of the inner hall, kneeling in front of him, helpless.

She looked at him, who was almost inhumane with panic on her face.

How can a person be so hurt?

Before this, she could not imagine that she could still be alive in such a state!

"You bastard, why didn't you come in early? Why did you have to fight to this point!"

She was in a hurry and didn't know what to do. She could only watch and she burst into tears, fear and distress.

"Why are you crying? You can't die..."

Jun Wuxie opened his tired eyes with force, grinned, looked at her pear blossoms with rain, and said weakly: "Spiritual milk, refining spiritual milk, and transporting the energy of life..."

"Ah? OK..."

Mu Yunxi reacted and immediately began to refine spiritual milk, slowly injecting the vigorous energy of life into his body.

After obtaining this life force, Jun Wuxie immediately took a breath and began to actively repair the injured body, rather than waiting for the body to slowly repair itself.

An hour passed.

All his bones healed and his meridians continued.

"Okay, I'll do it myself, you can go and repair your arms."

He sat cross-legged and saw that the arm seemed to have grown a small piece in the sleeve of her right arm, and then began to repair the flesh and blood wounds, repair the internal organs, and at the same time restored the exhausted energy and spirit.

"If you dare to work so hard, I will...I will..."

Mu Yunxi bit her lower lip and said two words in a row. Finally, she stomped her feet hatefully and returned to the inner hall.
To be continued...