I, Copy Becomes Stronger

But he doesn't regret it at all, for him, everything else doesn't matter if he can get the true fairy-level sword skills and the mysterious treasure!

"Go back first and talk about it!"

Liu Qi put away his smile and scanned his surroundings vigilantly.

It was still near that valley, and he didn't intend to check the mysterious reward in his mind here. After all, he had taken so many spirit herbs in front of so many people before, so it might not be coveted by others.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a wave of evil.

"Holy Sword Cultivator!"

Seeing the Golden Core Realm cultivator flying towards him not far away, Liu Qi narrowed his eyes.

Through the top-level emotional talent, he could clearly sense that there was an evil emotion coming from the holy sword monk.

And this evil emotion was even stronger than that of the five Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses who were going to rob him before.

"Is it because of the spirit grass? Or..."

Liu Qi fixed his eyes and secretly guessed in his heart.

He has never had any communication with the holy sword monk, and this body has been disguised by him, so it is impossible for the other party to know him!

Then, the only possibility is that he took the spirit grass before, or passed the test, which caught his attention!

If it's just the spirit grass, it shouldn't cause such a big emotion. The monk of the Holy Sword is a member of the Western Temple. What kind of treasure has never been seen before!

Then there is only one last possibility left!

"He knows true fairy sword skills!" Liu Qi frowned slightly, guessing secretly.

Although none of them knew what the final content of the assessment would be, not everyone in the Western Temple knew about it!

And the other party may not know that he has obtained the sword skill, maybe it is just a guess, but as long as there is a little possibility, the other party will never let him go!

Because the true fairy level sword skill is too important!

If this is the case, it is impossible to send only one Jindan cultivator here, the other party definitely has other helpers!

A cold light flashed in Liu Qi's eyes, his whole body gradually became murderous, and he murmured: "Since you're here, don't leave!"

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Liu Qi gazed into the distance, and in the distance, three Nascent Soul Realm monks were flying towards him at high speed, and he also sensed three strong and evil emotions.

When they entered the range of 10 meters, Liu Qi immediately enveloped each other with his copy talent.

Among them, the talents of the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were mediocre, and they had only broken their physical limits six or seven times.

But the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in the middle, although he has only broken his physical limit once, his talent is even stronger than that of the Holy Sword cultivator.

Human: Bartha Romo

Cultivation talent: world-class

Strength Talent: Mysterious Level

Defensive talent: Xuan level

Speed ​​talent: mysterious level

Talent in swordsmanship: top level

Eucharist Talent: Top

Fire-fighting Talent: Top

Track Talent: Top

"Basaromo? Could it be the only son of the Western God of War?"

Liu Qi looked at the leading brown-haired Westerner and thought to himself.

According to the information he obtained before, Basa Luomu was only a monk in the Golden Core Realm, but now it seems that he should have just broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

"It seems that they are bound to win!" Liu Qiwei squinted his eyes, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and one Golden Core Realm cultivator are definitely enough to arrest any Golden Core Realm cultivator.

escape?Liu Qi never thought about it!

If he is really just a golden core cultivator, he should think about his own way out, but unfortunately he is not!

Although this body can't exert his greatest strength, many of his talents are still there, not to mention he still has true fairy sword skills. In his eyes, these people are not enough!

"Shhhh-"

In the blink of an eye, four figures came before Liu Qi's eyes, and three huge auras instantly enveloped Liu Qi.

Basalome looked down at Liu Qi, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he raised his eyebrows, and asked the Holy Sword cultivator next to him, "That's him?"

An extremely ordinary Golden Core cultivator, to be honest, there is no need for him to do it himself!

As a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, even if he defeated such a Golden Core Realm cultivator, he would not show his prestige at all.

What he wants is to fight against a real genius. Such an ant is not worthy to be his opponent at all!

Hearing the question, the Holy Sword cultivator immediately stepped forward and said with a compliment: "That's right, it's just a small person, the Holy Son doesn't have to do it himself!"