As the whirlwind of the Mochizuki Yukimura Festival began, a corner of Okamoto's casino was instantly shattered by the wind, so much so that from a distance, everyone thought that it was this sudden whirlwind that had just blown down the corner of the building.

On the edge of the wind, Helian Wan'er used her true qi to forcibly stabilize her body to avoid being affected, and at the same time, she also had a faint bad premonition in her heart.

Because the power contained in this tornado is too strong, and it is also a power that Helian Wan'er has never felt in Huaxia, as the wind dragon gets bigger and bigger, Helian Wan'er's heart is shocked.

She believed that if she used her own cultivation to resist this force, she would definitely be strangled in a short period of time.

"Woo!"

The tornado spun faster and faster, roaring as if it were about to tear apart the air around it.

In the eye of the storm.

Mochizuki Yukimura held two knives in his hands and stood opposite Ji Haotian.

Because the surrounding scene has been completely shielded by the wind wall, the visibility in the center of the cyclone is very low, and it appears to be a dusk.

From beginning to end, Ji Haotian remained immovable, and the strong wind did not seem to have any effect on him.

In this regard, Mochizuki Yukimura was not too surprised.

He summoned this wind dragon just to clear the field, so as not to let others affect the duel between the two.

As a shadow warrior who also cultivates ninjutsu, Mochizuki Yukimura's strength is beyond the reach of many Dongying powerhouses, especially him who is a wind ninja, with the blessing of the power of the wind around him, the force is even stronger I don't know how many times stronger.

"In your dying moments, you really should take one last look at the world, but unfortunately, you don't have a chance!"

With a roar from Mochizuki Yukimura, the surrounding wind wall seemed to have vitality, and a side line immediately emerged, attached to the twin knives in his hand, and this scene seemed to outsiders to hold two small whirlwinds in his hands.

Not only that, but between the twin knives in his hand and the tornado that wrapped the two of them, a knife formed a breath fluctuation visible to the naked eye, like a rope.

This.

It was Mochizuki Yukimura who was absorbing the energy brought by this huge whirlwind.

Soon, Mochizuki Yukimura's eyes flashed red, and he felt that his body was gradually filled with strength, for him at this moment, Mo said that the young man in front of him was a flesh and blood body, even if he was an ancient beast that existed in the legend, Mochizuki Yukimura had the confidence to fight with it.

Soon, Mochizuki Yukimura's heart was already surging with a strong battle intent, not only him, but even the two knives in his hands began to tremble, telling the desire for blood.

In the dim yellow world, Mochizuki Yukimura's red eyes looked at Ji Haotian, as if he wanted to take one last look, Ji Haotian's desire for survival before his death.

However, the ending disappointed Mochizuki Yukimura.

Because he suddenly found that in the face of his own strength, which was countless times stronger, Ji Haotian did not appear to be unusual, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Disdain!

Contempt!

Silence is better than sound, a smile, has clearly explained his attitude.

Fearless!

Facing the already crazy Mochizuki Yuki Village, Ji Haotian didn't even feel much attention, just standing quietly in the eye of the wind.

The aura around his body was dense, and everything flying sand and rocks were automatically isolated when he was a meter away.

Even if the surrounding sand is raging, where Ji Haotian is located, it is a pure land.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Mochizuki Yukimura was completely enraged by Ji Haotian's smile, and his two knives were raised above his head, instantly crossing into an oblique cross.

"Brush!"

The double knives slashed away, and in the eye of the tornado, a small whirlwind was formed again, surging towards Ji Haotian faster and faster, and the two whirlwinds continued to whirl, instantly squeezing the air in the eye of the storm clean.

"Whew!"

The small whirlwind struck Ji Haotian with a fierce momentum, almost wanting to swallow people.

"Flower fist embroidered legs. ”

Ji Haotian saw the whirlwind that collided violently, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and pointed at it from afar: "Open!"

"Bang bang!"

As a powerful aura poured down Ji Haotian's fingers, the small whirlwind in front of him continued to make an airburst sound, and in just a moment, it disappeared into invisibility.

The whirlwind dissipated, and the vision in front of him was clear again, but at this moment, Mochizuki Xingcun had already attacked in front of Ji Haotian, and the two long knives attacked directly at the two big points on Ji Haotian's chest.

The next moment.

Meet at close quarters.

Mochizuki Yukimura was in mid-air, and the two knives stabbed towards Ji Haotian, but they were once again blocked by the barrier in front of him, and the power of this barrier was extremely pure, the moment Mochizuki Yukimura touched this power, he felt that his two knives seemed to be frozen in an eternal iceberg, and it was difficult to move a bit.

"Boy, what kind of sorcery are you?!"

Mochizuki Yukimura's wrist shook, and he found that it was difficult to break through the barrier in front of Ji Haotian, and he immediately roared.

This kind of technique has exceeded the cognition of Mochizuki Yukimura, and he has never seen or heard of it in his life.

"Hex?"

Ji Haotian squinted slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "If you talk about martial arts cultivation, I am Huaxia and your ancestor of Dongying!"

After speaking, his slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, and his originally lazy gaze instantly became unstoppable.

The edge is endless!

Immediately, an extremely domineering internal breath poured out from the barrier in front of Ji Haotian, and followed the two knives in Mochizuki Yukimura's hand, and suddenly wrapped towards him.

"Stomp, stomp!"

After feeling this irresistible force, Mochizuki Yukimura failed to draw the knife twice, and wisely chose to let go.

"Brush!"

The two knives, which had lost the blessing of their strength, could hardly withstand the tremendous pressure, and instantly turned into iron filings, which were swept away by the surrounding wind.

"You're bringing about your own destruction!"

Yukimura Mochizuki let out an angry roar when he saw that his weapon had been reduced to powder.

Immediately, on the wind wall around him, countless substantial energies stretched out their tentacles and adsorbed on Mochizuki Yukimura's body, and then, like blood vessels, began to transmit power into his body.

And Mochizuki Yukimura absorbed such a huge amount of energy in a short period of time, and his expression became extremely painful, and at the same time, his body was like a balloon that had been blown up, growing stronger and stronger.

In just a moment, Mochizuki Yukimura had expanded several times, his body was already close to three meters, and his right fist, the size of a human head, was wrapped in a wheal.

"Bastard! I want your life!"

Mochizuki Yukimura shouted violently and attacked Ji Haotian with a punch.

This time, his punch successfully broke through the weird barrier in front of Ji Haotian.

Feeling his unresistive punch, Mochizuki Yukimura was overjoyed.

Even if his own giantization will be hurt for life, as long as he can get rid of this arrogant Chinese youth, then everything will be worth it.

Ji Hao stood in place, and when he saw the huge fist coming towards him, not only did he not dodge.

And he raised his palm and met it.