"You brat, I can't tell you two apart for a moment."
Ji Jiuying's lips twitched slightly: "Don't even mention it. If I didn't have illusion magic on me right now, I would have thought I was looking in a mirror!"
Across from him, Ji Jiuying's face turned cold, her eyes filled with chilling killing intent. Without a word, she swung the Black Night sword in her hand and launched a fierce attack on Ji Jiuying.
Every move her opponent made was identical to hers, down to the last detail, and her actions showed no mercy to Ji Jiuying. As Ji Jiuying dealt with the attacks, she fell into deep thought. Fighting herself? Could it be that she was being forced to defeat herself?
Thinking about this, Ji Jiuying calmed down. Actually, this was for the best. She also wanted to know how strong she was and whether she could break through her own limits.
Ji Jiuying slowly formed hand seals, and a powerful aura emanated from her body. With a gentle push, she unleashed a powerful spiritual technique towards her opponent, but it was broken just as it reached her.
A hint of surprise flashed across Ji Jiuying's eyes. They really had cloned everything about her, but a fake is a fake, and the fact that the clone had no thoughts was the only flaw.
"The essence of wood, the power of control."
Countless vines stretched out from the ground and surged towards the opponent, but the opponent remained unfazed, summoning the Divine Phoenix Fan and shattering her vines with a single move of "Blazing Flames".
"The wrath of heavenly thunder, with the force of a thousand thunderbolts!"
Countless bolts of lightning struck the opponent instantly. The opponent used the Heavenly Thunder Technique to absorb all her lightning, condensing it into a huge ball of lightning, which fiercely struck Ji Jiuying. Ji Jiuying's heart sank, and she quickly clenched her hands to gather the fury of thunder. The two bolts of lightning collided, producing a loud bang. Countless bolts of lightning spread in all directions, and the crackling sound made people's scalps tingle.
Ji Jiuying frowned. The other party's thunderous rage was even stronger than hers. She staggered two steps, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
Before she could react, the other person, wielding the Black Night weapon and radiating boundless killing intent, attacked her from the lightning. Ji Jiuying's heart sank. Was she usually this ruthless?
The two fought for a full hour. Ji Jiuying suffered some minor injuries, while her opponent was in no better shape. However, the opponent seemed to feel no pain or fatigue at all.
Ji Jiuying summoned her staff, which burst forth with a powerful light that enveloped her opponent. At the same time, Ji Jiuying activated her pupil technique, and one of her eyes instantly turned crimson, creating an illusion.
The opponent also produced a staff, which copied all the spiritual techniques she had just used, including her pupil technique. However, she used a countermeasure. Ji Jiuying's lips curled into a wicked smile.
Just as the opponent broke through the illusion, the illusion instantly transformed into a killing formation. The opponent reacted instantly, and just as the opponent was dealing with the killing formation, Ji Jiuying's figure appeared behind her like a ghost, and the black night in her hand pierced through her back in an instant.
Just then, the opponent used a spiritual technique to push her. Ji Jiuying was caught off guard and was hit, falling backward along with her sword. The darkness withdrew from the opponent's body, leaving a shocking hole in his body.
The darkness in her hand stabbed mercilessly towards Ji Jiuying. Ji Jiuying's heart sank. "Damn it, even in this state, she still has the strength to kill me!"
She dodged the opponent's killing move with a leap, but the opponent relentlessly pursued her, each move carrying a fierce killing intent, as if he wouldn't give up until he killed Ji Jiuying.
Blood kept flowing from the wound on her chest, but she didn't care at all. Ji Jiuying, however, was troubled. If she didn't die like this, then it was going to be a bit of a problem.
As if struck by a thought, a fiery red figure appeared behind Ji Jiuying, and a hint of surprise flashed across Ji Jiuying's eyes.
"Owner."
"Yan Ye, you actually managed to get out."
“Master, Yan Ye is divine fire, not a beast.”
Ji Jiuying instantly understood, and Yan Ye also appeared beside the other party. This was not unexpected and was within expectations.
The battle was about to break out. Ji Jiuying put away the Black Night in her hand and summoned the Crimson Fire Phoenix Fan. Her opponent followed suit, and countless flames flickered in the tomb.
Ji Jiuying's eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at Yan Ye out of the corner of her eye. Yan Ye sensed something, his eyes flashed a few times, and he quietly moved closer to her.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ji Jiuying seized the opportunity and used a fierce move to force her opponent to retreat repeatedly. Just then, Yan Ye suddenly turned around, and a ghostly green flame appeared out of thin air, instantly staining the opponent's body and lingering there.
Before long, the fake Yan Ye's body disappeared, and the fake Ji Jiu Ying's body was also burned by the Netherworld Ghost Fire. The tomb returned to calm, and the surrounding area was a mess.
Ji Jiuying glanced at Yan Ye: "How did you know I wanted to use Netherworld Ghost Fire against them?"
"My master and I are of one mind."
Ji Jiuying: ······
Even though she didn't ask, Ji Jiuying looked around, still not letting her guard down.
Her gaze fell on the floating sword, and she slowly moved closer to it. However, just three meters away from the sword, a powerful force sent her flying.
"Owner."
Yan Ye quickly stepped forward to catch it.
Ji Jiuying fell from Yan Ye's arms, frowning. She hadn't even gotten close to the sword before she was knocked away. It seemed that obtaining this sword would not be easy.
"Master, why don't you give it a try, Yan Ye?"
"Okay, be careful."
Ji Jiuying nodded. However, Yan Ye, like her, was blasted away by that force as soon as he got within three meters.
"It seems that this divine sword will not be so easy to obtain."
Suddenly, an ancient, ethereal voice rang out.
"Little girl."
Ji Jiuying frowned: "Who?"
At this moment, a phantom appeared in Ji Jiuying's sight. It was an old woman with white hair, smiling at Ji Jiuying: "Little girl, my name is Qi Yun. I am the owner of this tomb and the first dean of Blue Star. I have been dead for a long time. What you see now is just a part of my soul left in the world."
The first dean of Blue Star? As far as she knew, Blue Star seemed to have existed for ten thousand years. So, Qi Yun really has been dead for a long time?
"Little girl, do you like that sword?"
Ji Jiuying looked straight at Qi Yun and smiled, "No one would dislike a divine sword."
Qi Yun laughed twice. "This sword was given to me by my husband. It is called Ice Crimson Phoenix. Little girl, if you want to get it, you must first obtain my inheritance."
Ji Jiuying's eyes flickered slightly. No wonder she couldn't even get close to the sword. "How can I obtain the senior's inheritance?"
"After all these years, you are the first person to break through here. In fact, you have been qualified to inherit my legacy since you came here. You broke my sword formation and defeated yourself. You should take over this legacy."
As Qi Yun spoke, he flicked his finger, and golden light spread out from the stone coffin.
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