God-Level Talent Replication System

Weapon talent?

This is a legendary talent.

As long as you have the weapon talent, ordinary weapons can exert terrifying power.

On Ye Chen's retina, four big characters appeared:

"Do you want to copy!"

"copy!"

Although he still doesn't know whether the weapon talent can be used, if such a talent is not copied, it is a sin.

A few seconds later, he successfully copied the weapon talent.

What Ye Chen didn't expect was that the weapon talent could be used.

So……

Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly and outlined a range, thinking about who else would dare to provoke him in this copper wall city.

He looked at the man in the corner. The man was very indifferent and he was about 30 years old.

But he was not going to have any intersection with this man, he copied his talent and it was done.

"what!"

Suddenly, a man in his twenties flew towards Ye Chen.

The man was thrown away!

Ye Chen flashed away, and the man hit the ground, his nose and face swollen.

Five or six men came over aggressively, holding sharpened toothbrushes in their hands, seemingly wanting to put this man to death.

"Help me, please help me."

The man grabbed Ye Chen's leg, his eyes were begging.

Six men walked to Ye Chen's side.

"You'd better not be nosy!"

A man pointed a toothbrush at Ye Chen's head and spoke coldly.

Ye Chen was hesitating to save this man, but he didn't expect this man to point his head with his teeth.

He once swore that he would never be pointed at his head.

He kicked the man's life hard.

The man's eyeballs were split with instant pain, and he fell to the ground and kept rolling.

"Boy, I think you are looking for death!"

Yin Luo, the remaining men pierced Ye Chen with sharpened toothbrushes.

Ye Chen, who has a talent for weapons, the trigeminal ghost knife is even more terrifying.

"Swish!"

Several cold lights suddenly appeared, and the toothbrushes in these men's hands broke instantly.

this……

All the men lost their color in shock and looked at Ye Chen in amazement.

"We belong to the Black Jiao!" a man shouted at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen naturally didn't know what the black dragon was, but he thought it should be an organization in the prison.

"Go away." Ye Chen said coldly to the men in front of him.

Several men helped up the man who was still tossing and rolling, and then left.

"Thank you for saving me."

The man looked at Ye Chen gratefully.

"Name: Zhuang Qiang."

"Cultivation talent: medium."

"Hidden talent: second-class power talent."

"Realm: Seven Star Practitioner."

Ye Chen's face was as calm as water. He asked Zhuang Qiang: "Why are they hitting you?"

"Because..." Zhuang Qiang swallowed and spit, obviously still afraid, "I accidentally stepped on their feet."

"By the way, you must be careful. Hei Jiao is the biggest force in Copper Wall City, with hundreds of people." Zhuang Qiang continued to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled, "What are you afraid of, come and kill one by one."

"Dage, I'll mess with you in the future." Zhuang Qiang hugged his thigh quickly upon hearing the words.

Mix with me?

Ye Chen was startled secretly.

"First tell me why you came in?"

Zhuang Qiang's face became a little lonely, Zhuang Qiang was not tall, he was 1.7 meters tall, neither fat nor thin.

Afterwards, Zhuang Qiang recounted how he entered the Bronze Wall.

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