"Do you think that if you defeat the demigods of the nature god system, you will have the capital to fight us." Walking on foot, the two of them spoke at the same time, and their voices overlapped perfectly, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"I am very responsible to tell you that the strength of the demigod Obaihai comes from his infinite rebirth artifact 'City of Life', in terms of true combat power, he cannot be the opponent of any of us, although I don't know what method you used to crack his infinite rebirth, but in front of us, the same method will not work."

"Part of the power of the Sage comes from the Holy Weapon, and part of it comes from our complete control over a certain realm!" The words landed, and the two identical figures suddenly disappeared.

No, I think it moved at the limit speed.

The speed is like the wind, coming without a trace, leaving without a trace.

Mo Tian squinted his eyes slightly, his heels shook suddenly, and he held Zhang Xiaochub's silkworm cocoon in his right hand, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, and the two figures like the wind converged together.

The wind raged in the battleplace, like the eye of a tornado, even in the dark space, still stirring the wild storm.

The two figures of the handsome man, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing in the hurricane, looming, the figure is as strange as two winds, coupled with the relationship between more blows and fewer blows, Mo Tian, who is fighting with his left hand, is at a disadvantage.

"Wind Extreme, Kill!"

Suddenly, within the tornado, the power of the strong wind began to condense, and countless faintly transformed long swords were gathered in mid-air, and the faint outline was difficult to detect with the naked eye if it were not for the senses of the mind.

Thousands of wind swords composed of wind power fell from the sky and blasted straight towards Mo Tian. The dense momentum, like a dense storm, the 'sword rain' fell frantically towards Mo Tian.

"It's not that easy to kill me." Feeling the rain of swords rushing towards his face, Mo Tian's figure changed, and his speed even surpassed that of the handsome man.

Whoa!

In the wind, there was a sound of tearing clothes, because Mo Tian's speed was too fast, the corners of the robe were even forcibly torn because of the inertia of not keeping up with his movement, and they were immediately torn to pieces by the roaring sword rain.

Mo Tian's speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he passed through the Qiongqiong Sword Rain Group, and once again faced the two figures in the storm.

Left hand, one punch.

It slammed into one of the figures.

"Huh? Fake? Mo Tian's brows furrowed slightly. For some reason, he felt as if his fist had been punched into a mass of marshmallows, floppy and powerless.

As soon as Mo Tian pulled out, his body spun, and with an incredible movement and angle, he hit another wind statue.

"Or is it fake?"

Fluffy.

It still feels like that to him.

"As I said, only those who have tempered a certain field to the limit can be called a saint. And my field is the wind! The handsome man who had been pierced by Mo Tian's fist said expressionlessly, and two identical figures spoke at the same time.

"Where there is wind, I am invincible."

As he spoke, two figures, one in front of him and one behind him, raised their palms at the same time, and the hurricane around them rose again.

"Give me the artifact."

Caught off guard, Mo Tian's face was quite solemn, and his body suddenly withdrew ten meters away.

It's just that due to the suddenness of the hurricane, Zhang Xiaopang's right hand was held before he had time to pull it out, and the human leather gloves on his right hand were completely destroyed, revealing the white skin underneath.

And the silkworm chrysalis transformed by Zhang Xiaopang was firmly swept up by a strong hurricane, took out his right hand, and hooked into the hand of a handsome man.

"It's so easy to get the artifact, why are you bastard so unhelpful, isn't this deliberately losing my face." Seeing this scene, the beautiful girl Ye Cailing pouted playfully and muttered. The person who escaped from her hands was subdued so easily by Feng Bin, doesn't that mean that she is much worse than Feng Bin! "The statue of the wind is not easy to break, give me a good beating!"

"If you don't use the enchantment, you can't do anything about it." The old woman said to Ye Cailing with a smile.

The husband on the side was also interested, and said with a smile and jokes.

"Yes, the image of the wind of the sealed boy not only copies the power of the body 100%, but also makes the body and the clones immune to all physical attacks, if it wasn't for the last time you used the enchantment to cheat and forcibly disperse his wind, how could you win!"

Ye Cailing was quite unconvinced, raised her head, and said.

"Can you blame me for this, who let his enchantment adaptability be so low, if he is at the same level as me, how can he be defeated."

The boy laughed and cried.

"Yours is the Space Enchantment, and hes is the Wind Enchantment, which was naturally restrained by you, can it be the same!"

Ye Cailing turned her head away, slightly annoyed.

"Why are you all helping him, hmph, ignore you!"

Then he pointed in the direction of Mo Tian and said loudly.

"Masked man, you listen to me, if I break his Wind Statue today, after I catch you, I won't play you xx!"

Hearing this, as soon as Mo Tian stabilized his body, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood with a smile. Nima, can you really stop coming out to be funny, okay, it's toxic!

Glancing at the handsome man, the body fluttering like the wind, and the life cocoon turned by Zhang Xiaopang in his hand were firmly grasped in his hand, and he didn't have the feeling of weakness that he had just given him.

"Is it a virtual body transformed by the wind?"

Mo Tian pondered for a moment and muttered to himself.

"Got it? Perception is good. The handsome man smiled slightly and said lightly.

"But it's useless, as long as there is wind, my image of the wind is invincible."

"The artifact is destined to be left today."

As he spoke, the virtual body, still holding the cocoon of life, took a closer look, and there was a look of curiosity in his eyes.

The space was silent at this moment, leaving only the two wind images that were pondering the cocoon of life, and Mo Tian, who was falling into deep thought.

The wind is whistling and howling. Around the handsome man's side, it was like a huge wind armor, turning into a thick and endless toughness.

After half a ring.

Mo Tian raised his head suddenly, his eyes looked directly at the position of the handsome man's two doppelgangers, and the corners of his mouth raised a meaningful arc.

A terrifying momentum rose to the sky, and only hearing Mo Tian's muttered words, the heavens and the earth seemed to change.

"Then it's all ruined."

As soon as he stepped forward, he clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it out.

Heaven and earth lost their color at this moment, chaos began to open, and the air was torn. The roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth rolled in, echoing in this purple mysterious space.

No one could have imagined that just a punch would have such a terrifying power.

Under one punch, it is like the wrath of heaven and earth, terrifying.