Chapter 362: Replica, Identical Combat Power

Just after sitting on Elder Lin's futon, he appeared in this ghost place, so it was obviously related to the futon.

So he didn't need to be too nervous.

It was just a futon, and it was Elder Lin's futon. No matter how weird it was, it shouldn't cause any trouble to him.

Just as Meng Fan comforted himself like this, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall.

This figure, wearing a black robe, revealed a peerless face.

Very handsome!

Meng Fan frowned even more, not because of jealousy and rejection of such a handsome face.

On the contrary, he liked this handsome face very much!

Because this face is exactly the same as his, this is Meng Fan's face.

"Who are you?" Meng Fan asked tentatively.

But this figure who looked exactly like Meng Fan, without saying a word, directly raised his hand to attack Meng Fan.

The black-robed Meng Fan waved his hand, and countless sword qi appeared in the hall.

The next second, the overwhelming sword qi rushed towards Meng Fan.

【Ten Thousand Swords Return to One】

This guy can use Meng Fan's strongest sword technique at will, and the power of the move is not weaker than Meng Fan's own.

At this moment, Meng Fan probably understood the function of this cushion.

This thing is to pull yourself into a mysterious space, and then copy a person who is exactly the same as yourself to fight with yourself, so as to train yourself and improve yourself.

I have to say that using this method to train yourself will indeed be a big improvement.

Because in this world, no one knows you better than you do.

Winning others is nothing, winning yourself and surpassing yourself is the greatest progress!

Meng Fan's face showed solemnity. Facing another self, he can't be careless at all and needs to go all out.

He raised his hand and waved it like the black-robed Meng Fan.

But unlike the black-robed Meng Fan, he didn't create a sky full of sword energy when he waved his hand.

He was trying to control the sword energy displayed by the black-robed Meng Fan.

[Swords Come]

Because if he completely copied the method of Meng Fan in black robe, he would be slow step by step, and he would eventually fall into disadvantage and defeat!

Meng Fan looked serious. It would be extremely difficult to "grab" these sword energies from his hands.

But this kind of thing still needs to be tried!

He used the sword and the ten thousand swords at the same time, and he did grab the ownership of some sword energies.

But he only grabbed about one-third of the weight!

In this case, mobilizing these sword energies to counterattack, Meng Fan was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

In the end, the sword energies that Meng Fan grabbed and the part of the sword energies controlled by Meng Fan in black robe were shattered at the same time.

But the sword energies controlled by Meng Fan in black robe still remained, and they were still slashing towards Meng Fan.

But in comparison, the power was only about one-fifth of what it was just now.

In this case, Meng Fan pinched the sword tactic, and the Hongqi sword came out of the sheath, and instantly shattered the remaining sword energies and eliminated them into nothingness.

Seeing this, Meng Fan in black robe also had a red light rising up from his body.

Hongqi Sword!

Although this is not the real Hongqi Sword, in this mysterious space, its power in all aspects is exactly the same as the real Hongqi Sword.

The next second, the two Hongqi Swords collided with each other.

Then, they fell at the same time.

The real Hongqi Sword was obviously not convinced, and instantly soared into the sky and slashed at the black-robed Meng Fan again.

The copied Hongqi Sword also soared into the sky and slashed at the real Hongqi Sword again, not falling into the disadvantage at all.

Meng Fan smiled bitterly, he knew that in this situation, it was equivalent to kicking the two Hongqi Swords out to fight alone, and no one could do anything to anyone.

He couldn't rely on the Hongqi Sword, and the black-robed Meng Fan on the opposite side couldn't rely on the Hongqi Sword either!

He had to rely on himself.

Next, Meng Fan and the black-robed Meng Fan each displayed their magical powers, and neither could do anything to the other, and they were completely evenly matched.

Meng Fan performed the Ten Thousand Swords Jue, and the black-robed Meng Fan would also perform the Ten Thousand Swords Jue.

Meng Fan used the Xiaoyao Sword, and the black-robed Meng Fan would also use the Xiaoyao Sword.

…………

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After a while, Meng Fan had already understood.

In this mysterious space, if they wanted to defeat the "copy" of themselves, they would have to make a breakthrough in some aspect.

Otherwise, they would be exhausted here, and no one could subdue the other.

Breakthrough!

Must break through.

The strength of the copy is fixed, but the strength of oneself can be improved.

But it is not easy to break through before the battle.

Meng Fan thought about it, but he couldn't think of what he could break through at this moment?

And it was a bit difficult to think about this problem while dealing with the black-robed Meng Fan.

But soon, Meng Fan figured it out.

He didn't need to have a big breakthrough, just a little breakthrough to surpass this copy.

It was extremely difficult for others to have a little breakthrough in such a short time.

But for Meng Fan, it was easy.

He thought about it and integrated the Feihua sword technique he had just learned from Lin Feiyan into his Wanjian Guiyi.

It would be extremely difficult for others to do this, but for Meng Fan, who had the talent of [Sword Dao Tongshen], it was easy!

When Meng Fan performed Wanjian Guiyi integrated with Feihua sword technique, he immediately defeated Wanjian Guiyi performed by Meng Fan in black robe.

As the black-robed Meng Fan was defeated, Meng Fan's consciousness also disappeared from the mysterious space and returned to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Meng Fan, who was on the futon, opened his eyes and stood up.

"This futon is really a good treasure. If I have to defeat the same self every time before I can get out of the mysterious space..." Meng Fan muttered to himself.

He sat on the futon again, but this time there was no reaction. He was still on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

"Then how long will it take to enter the mysterious space just now while sitting on this futon?"

Meng Fan's attention was completely attracted by the futon. He forgot what he was doing here and forgot about the origin of the sword.

He sat on the futon and wanted to see how long it would take him to enter the mysterious space again.

A few hours later, after midnight, Meng Fan's consciousness entered the mysterious space again.

It seems that the effect of this futon is to refresh every day, and you can enter this mysterious space once a day.

Then, if Old Lin sits on this futon every day, isn't he getting stronger every day?

Today's Elder Lin is always stronger than the Elder Lin of the day before!

Thinking of this, Meng Fan's face showed horror.

Before, he was still worried about Elder Lin, but now it seems that he really thought too much.

Just through this cushion, Meng Fan knew that he had completely underestimated Elder Lin's strength before.

This old man, Elder Lin, must be much more terrifying than he thought!