Chapter 437 Fight with yourself!

The young man standing in front of Ye Qingyan, dressed in a snow-white dress, is long and handsome. He is covered with black hair casually behind him, lazy and free, and his sword eyebrows are slightly raised, adding a little unruly demeanor to him with extraordinary temperament.

But if it's just these, it can't shock Ye Qingyan. What shocked him is that this person looks exactly like him!

In addition to clothes and hair color, it is just like carving in a mold, which is the same!

"Who are you?"

staring at the man in front of him, Ye Qingyan took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely solemn, and asked in a low voice.

Ye Qingyan never believes that there are people in the world who look exactly like him. If they do, they will also wear masks or change their appearance.

But the person in front of him is different. His figure, temperament and appearance are exactly the same as himself. Ye Qingyan stood opposite him as if he were standing in front of a mirror.

"I'm Ye Qingyan!" The man in white raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, as if smiling. His habitual movements were exactly the same as Ye Qingyan's.

"Are you Ye Qingyan?"

Ye Qingyan was stunned and laughed angrily, "You are Ye Qingyan, so who am I?"

It's ridiculous that someone pretends to be himself in front of him!

Can you treat me as a fool?

There may be people with the same appearance in the world, but temperament and speech and behavior are absolutely impossible. Some things cannot be imitated even if they are imitated.

such as the Snow Queen and the Empress.

The two are almost the same in appearance, and although their temperament is equally cold, there is a slight difference.

There is a little softness in the coldness after the snow, but the coldness of the Empress is mixed with the indifference and arrogance of the world. If you are familiar with it, you can naturally distinguish it at a glance.

But the person in front of him is different. He is simply another Ye Qingyan. Standing with him, Ye Qingyan himself has to believe that the other party is Ye Qingyan, because his movements, demeanor, appearance and figure are simply a replica of Ye Qingyan!

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Ye Qingyan cursed in his heart and suddenly met a person exactly like himself, and the other party actually claimed to be himself. It seemed that... Of course, even if he stood in front of him, there was no hidden meaning.

Too arrogant!

"Of course, you are also Ye Qingyan!" The man in white seemed to understand Ye Qingyan's thoughts and laughed.

"What are you kidding!"

Ye Qingyan sneered and said, "You are Ye Qingyan, and I am also Ye Qingyan. Isn't there two Ye Qingyan in the world? This is simply ridiculous!"

"No, you don't understand what I mean!"

The man in white shook his head and laughed, "My existence is only in the imperial tower, not visible to the outside world, that is to say, I am your ninety-seventh opponent!"

"Defeat me, that is, defeat yourself, and you can continue to break through and go to the next level!"

Ye Qingyan was stunned, and then sighed in his heart and said slowly, "So it is!"

He was really shocked just now. No matter who suddenly saw another self, he could not calm down.

"Defeat yourself..."

Ye Qingyan narrowed his eyes and stared at his opponent. His eyes were surrounded by swords. The emperor's tower was actually so strange that he copied another self in front of him and then fought with him, which sounded incredible.

Strange talk!

But it's the truth. Now Ye Qingyan in white is standing opposite him and can't tolerate him not believing it!

"It's not easy to defeat yourself!"

Ye Qingyan in white shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "You will, I will, even you won't, I will, so it's almost impossible for you to defeat me!"

"I never make a conclusion about something I haven't tried!" Ye Qingyan sneered and said, "You are not perfect and not impeccable. Why do you say that you won't lose?"

Even if the other party is another self, Ye Qingyan is not afraid. He never looks up to himself, and naturally he will not look up on a fork.

"It's good to have self-confidence, but excessive self-confidence is stupid!"

Ye Qingyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know that no one in the world has been here, but they were all defeated in their own hands, including the two you just met!"

Ye Qingyan understood that what he said was naturally the Snow Queen and the Empress.

"They?"

Ye Qingyan's eyes condensed slightly and said lightly, "If they can't defeat each other, they can't defeat themselves!"

The two women are exactly the same. Ye Qingyan even suspects that they are Tilian, twin sisters and naturally like each other, so that they can't defeat each other, which is equivalent to not defeating themselves.

Ye Qingyan in white was stunned first, and then laughed, "You're right. If you can't defeat each other, you can't defeat yourself. Hahaha... Ye Qingyan is really smart. It seems that the title of Prince Qingcheng doesn't depend on his appearance!"

"Are you praising yourself?"

Ye Qingyan smiled and said, "Besides, do you think those two women will not notice this? Why have they been fighting for so many years? It seems that they have never stopped for a hundred years!"

"Maybe they have found this long ago, so since their debut, they have been fighting and sharpening themselves with each other!"

Ye Qingyan shrugged his shoulders. He didn't care about these. He stared at Ye Qingyan, and his eyes were shining like gems. "In this confrontation, either you are defeated, you are out, or I am defeated. You go up to the next level and step into the ninety-eighth level that no one has stepped on since ancient times!"

"I won't lose to myself!"

Ye Qingyan said proudly, "I will let you know what I have learned, and I will also let you know that I, Ye Qingyan, can't copy!"

"There is no one in the world that can't be copied, and so can you!" A touch of stubbornness flashed in the eyes of Ye Qingyan in white, laughing up to the sky, with black hair scattered casually, dancing against the wind, extremely wild and free.

"Wind God Leg!"

"The palm of the cloud!"

"Tianshuang Fist!"

Ye Qingyan ran his legs and shot out like the wind, turning into a wind, sweeping the vast land, sweeping the yellow leaves all over the ground, and dancing in the void. Each fallen leaf is a sharp blade, reflecting endless profit.

The frost punched out, the frost fell for nine days, and the palms of the clouds came out, and the mountains and seas were magnificent!

Le Ye Qingyan's eyes turned slightly, and his body shook like the wind. His left fist was bombarded out, filled with frost, and his right palm hit out, and the wind and clouds were stirring.

It is also Fengshen Leg, Paiyun Palm, Tianshuang Fist, and is used by Ye Qingyan in white, which is not weak at all, and even more powerful!

Ye Qingyan punched and blocked the turbulent fist and chill. After being hit by the terrible power, he looked slightly solemn.

"I said, you will, and I will, even better than you!"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Ye Qingyan's eyes in white, and he said with a smile, "What do you think you take to fight with me and what to defeat me?"

The same martial arts, no worse than the unique moves, and the other party is even more powerful than his own!

This is a desperate battle!

The result seems to be doomed!

"I will, will you?" Ye Qingyan's eyes were solemn and suddenly sneered, "I still don't believe it!"

"Silent finger!"

Ye Qingyan shouted violently. He stood proudly in the void, his white hair danced in the wind, and his hair was as bright as snow, reflecting a strange brilliance. He flashed his hands, pointed into a sword, bowed left and right, and shot with unparalleled fingers.

There are three types of silent fingering, flower finger, ice and fire finger, and meteor finger. These three methods of fingering are not bad. Ye Qingyan used them one after another. Finally, his eyes suddenly changed and he shouted violently in his mouth. The three-style fingering method suddenly merged into a giant finger and pressed Ye Qingyan in white.

"The palm of the cloud!"

"Thunder and lightning!"

"Ice and fire finger!"

"Meteor finger!"

The power of this Tongtian giant finger was terrible, and Ye Qingyan's face suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and instantly used four moves to hit the Tongtian giant finger one after another.

"Boom!"

One after another collided, the strength was fierce, and the void was turbulent, but these four moves still could not defeat the giant finger of Tongtian. In the end, Ye Qingyan in white had to hit a heavenly frost fist to get rid of this horrible fingering.

"Hmm!"

Ye Qingyan in white was suppressed and naturally unwilling. He snorted coldly and moved wildly. The sword light in his hand flashed, and the purple sword flashed with a strong purple light and cut into Ye Qingyan's neck.

Ye Qingyan was not afraid. He also held the purple sword and fought with Ye Qingyan in white.

In the war, the two used their own sword moves, and their skills were frequently used. For a time, the red and blue light bloomed in the sky, brilliantly.

Fight with yourself!

The scene became more and more popular, and the war between the two became more and more fierce, and both of them were colorful.

But Ye Qingyan was not discouraged. Instead, his eyes became brighter and brighter. At the same time, the corners of his mouth gently raised, as if he had found something interesting.