Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Ye Chen finally heaved a sigh of relief after solving his duplicate body.

Now he doesn't need to continue to suppress the energy of the Dead Silence Demon Knife, and can use it for his own use.

This time his improvement is not small, it can be said that he solved the previous headache problem at once.

He lowered his head and glanced at the Death Silence Demon Saber in his hand, and it had become silent, like a dormant tiger.

It wasn't until just now that he realized that the duplicate body was actually only composed of spirit patterns. As long as the spirit patterns were cut off to prevent it from functioning normally, it could be completely destroyed.

The battle on his side is over, but it hasn't stopped on the other side.

"Ye Chen really misunderstood you. He spent a lot of resources on training, but he actually cultivated a waste like you."

"Your strength is nothing more than that. You are in vain the number one talented woman in Withered Bones City. You are a generation that does not live up to your name."

"People in the Ye family only think of you as a dog they raise. Your body has the blood of a homeless person. Your biological parents are all despicable people!"

The replica Ye Yuhan sneered constantly, and all kinds of words were very vicious, every sentence pierced the heart.

Hearing this, Ye Chen felt distressed for her for a while.

The replica understands the weakness of the main body very well, and even how to speak is the most heart-wrenching, and it specifically pokes people's pain.

Sure enough, when these words were spoken, Ye Yuhan's face flushed red with anger, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

"You are just a copy of me, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson, today I will not only kill you, but also cut you into pieces!"

Ye Yuhan gritted his teeth and said, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

Filled with anger, her moves became sharper, sparing no effort in every move, and did not consider her own consumption at all.

This is already a set of injury-for-injury play.

Seeing this, Ye Chen was startled.

Fighting with the clone like this is probably courting death.

"The purest power comes from the heart. Don't be disturbed by external factors, otherwise you will run counter to the way of the devil!"

Ye Chen quickly reminded him.

But now he can only remind him from the sidelines, but he won't intervene at all.

The battle with the clone is a very rare opportunity. Through this experience, you can quickly discover your own weaknesses and shortcomings, and you can also learn a lot.

So at this time, Ye Chen would not interrupt easily, unless it was at a critical moment of life and death.

Ye Yuhan's current situation was dangerous, but it was not fatal.

The replica saw the opening, swung the long sword in his hand, and quickly stabbed more than a dozen swords in succession.

At this time, Ye Yuhan's arms and thighs were immediately covered with many dense scars, and blood flowed continuously.

Perhaps it was Ye Chen's reminder, coupled with the pain in her body, that made her quickly regain her senses.

It is clear that this duplicate body is just a dead object, and there is no need to compete with it.

At the same time, it is also the threat of death, so that her potential can be stimulated.

At this time, the Asura Demon Art, which was learned in a hurry, was constantly playing back in her mind, and the scenes of performing moves one by one had already appeared in her mind, rehearsing in advance.

Watching the battle between Ye Yuhan and the mirror image, Ye Chen also felt palpitations.

This apprentice really made people sweat, he was ready to make a move at any time, but he didn't make a move for a long time.

Because Ye Yuhan was always hovering on the verge of death, this kind of battle was too dangerous, and he could easily die on the spot if he was not careful.

I saw that Ye Yuhan's moves were getting slower and slower, and he was passively parrying, and had completely lost his initiative.

Ye Chen also sighed at this time.

After repeated battles, Ye Yuhan was almost exhausted, both his physical and internal strength had declined, and his injuries were not serious.

If it goes on like this, there will only be defeat.

But at this moment, Ye Yuhan's eyes suddenly released two cold lights, and his aura more than doubled in an instant.

The black devilish energy around him radiates out, making people's vision gradually blurred, and to a certain extent, it can isolate the temptation of spiritual consciousness.

The demonic energy was gradually condensing, and a thick palm was formed, which was the size of a millstone.

Just as the clone attacked with a sword, it was immediately grabbed by the waist by this big hand, and then slapped heavily on the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, in this short period of time, Ye Yuhan's Shura Demon Art has already been introduced. Although it is only an introduction, his strength has doubled.

It's just that her current state is too bad, and she can't exert her peak strength for the time being.

But even so, it is completely enough.

The palm disappeared in the air, and then sneaked up from behind the clone.

Ye Yuhan also stared at the replica's movements intently, learning how it would deal with moves stronger than his own.

After several moves in a row, the replica has become disordered, and the original flesh has begun to freeze, exposing the spirit pattern inside.

Finally, the duplicate body couldn't bear the repeated attacks, and was finally shattered by a slap, and the vast spirit patterns disappeared like smoke and thin air.

Ye Yuhan, who just defeated him, suddenly smiled, as if he was full of joy at his own strength.

"Master, I have made a breakthrough, I have made a breakthrough!"

Yeyuhan danced and danced, as happy as a child.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, very calm.

"Master, if I didn't break through just now, but was defeated by the clone, would you help me?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Ye Chen shook his head slightly.

When did this apprentice start to rely on himself?

He said without hesitation: "Of course I will. Considering the relationship between master and apprentice, I will rescue you once, but from now on, you will no longer be my disciple."

Hearing this, Ye Yuhan let out an "oh", a little disappointed.

After the two of them rested for a while and recovered their condition, they climbed to the ninth floor.

On the ninth floor of this magic tower, a throne is placed in the center, and a middle-aged man with a majestic expression sits on it. It can be seen that he is an absolute strong man, with a very strong aura, and he is not angry.

"Bone Emperor!"

Ye Yuhan was amazed at that time.

"The Withered Bones Emperor is the creator of this Dry Bone Path, the eternal god in our hearts, and now we have a very difficult time."

Ye Chen nodded slightly.

But this is just a clone of the Emperor Withered Bones, not his real body.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat, thinking of sneaking ahead before the withered bone emperor woke up.

He hadn't tried it before, but after passing the eighth floor, he felt that his own strength had risen to a higher level, and now he could give it a try.

The magic knife in his hand was quickly raised, and the strike was a powerful knife.

But when the magic knife came to the top of the Withered Bones Emperor, the blade suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Ye Chen felt that he had encountered unprecedented resistance, as if the space in front of him had been frozen.

Don't suppress it so easily.