"Morning. Morrowind?"

Chenxi's eyes were full of the four big words "unbelievable", once upon a time, she also watched Chenfeng close her eyes with her own eyes, and heard his instructions for "mirror gray" when he was dying.

And now, he appeared in front of her, in his most dangerous time, when she needed his help the most...

"You're really as embarrassed as ever, Chenxi. ”

Chenxi also smiled knowingly, not long ago, she just heard two impossible characters spit out of Chenfeng's mouth - sister, I didn't expect to change her words so quickly.

But she's already used to it, so it's really good...

And the nightmare on the side, seeing the sudden appearance of the morning breeze in front of him, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes for a moment, but he soon returned to normal.

"Morning and evening. When did you get me into illusions, are you angels so fond of using illusions now?"

Thinking about it, this is also reasonable, after all, the Nightmare saw Morrowind fall in front of him, and he also made a request to himself, and there is no reason for him to appear again here.

"Oh, yes, illusion!"

The Nightmare heard only a cracking sound, and then a piercing pain came from his right hand! But before he could cry out in pain, his chest was quickly swept by Morrowind's right foot!

Bang –

The premares spat out a mouthful of blood, Morrowind was still Morrowind, and his attack was naturally a devastating blow to the monks here.

But he naturally kept his hand, and it was too cheap for him to kick the front nightmare directly to death with such a kick.

The body of the Antheme slammed against the ice wall next to him, and then rolled down weakly, he covered his chest, wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with a gloomy face.

His ghostly eyes stared coldly at Chenxi behind the morning wind, but the latter now had no fear because of the presence of the morning wind!

"I didn't expect this illusion to have such a real touch, but illusion is illusion after all, and once the time of this illusion is over, this pain will be repaid a hundred times!"

It's the first time that the premares have shown such a terrifying look, and he who has been smiling before is like two people, although his face is handsome and chic, but seeing him now is like seeing a demon in hell. That eerie feeling will probably make her unforgettable for the rest of her life!

After all, she had just recovered from that desperate mood, and if it weren't for Morrowind, even guessing would have known that she would be worse off than dead now.

"You don't seem to have figured out the situation yet. ”

Morrowind squeezed his fist, then smiled weirdly at the nightmare, and then slapped it again!

Bang –

Although the premares had foreseen his attack, their own defenses couldn't resist the slap of Morrowind!

He staggered back a few steps, struck back a few steps by Morrowind's palm wind. His face was a little stiff, but he gritted his teeth and puffed up his chest, and he faced the morning breeze, only to see that the latter's face was now gloomy and terrifying.

But it wasn't that his face was gloomy, on the contrary, Morrowind kept smiling, but it was this smile that gave the Nightmare an incomparable pressure, and in this case, he actually closed his eyes.

Then only a small voice was heard:

"No way... No way... That's impossible... ”

Naturally, Morrowind heard the voice, and then a powerful cheer woke the head of the Nightmare like a muffled thunder.

"Then you can enjoy yourself in this fantasy world. ”

Boom –

A brilliant flame slowly rose, and the morning breeze shrouded in golden flames was like a god of war bathed in golden light. His bright golden eyes froze, not angry, and then slowly took a step forward!

Brilliant fireballs shot towards the Nightmare like fireworks, and the corners of Morrowind's mouth were slightly the same, but on the contrary, the Nightmare's face was not so good-looking.

He gritted his teeth, and then his body began to shuttle rapidly between the bullets, and the fire bullets were so dense that they didn't even hit the body of the anterior.

But Morrowind was not surprised at all, the person who was able to arrange the bureau to such an extent, the person who was about to be succeeded by him, it was impossible without a little guarantee of his own strength.

But thinking of this, Morrowind naturally grinned.

Yes, in any case, the Nightmare could not be his opponent!!

The rain of bullets had just stopped, and Nightmare's body had stopped moving at the same time. But just then, he saw the morning breeze galloping in!

Boom –

A pillar of fire brushed against his cheek, and a wave of scorching air rushed to his face, which must have been the flame of the morning wind.

If it weren't for his extremely fast reaction, he would have avoided Morrowind's first punch and hit him directly in the face!

But Morrowind's attack was clearly more than just a punch. This antecedent approach really made him feel very angry.

Phew-

Phew-

Phew-

The morning breeze swung his fist so quickly, and waves of scorching air kept scraping his cheeks, which was really not a good experience for someone like him who was used to stocking up in the shadows.

But Morrowind didn't attack with all his might, he just kept attacking and then forced the Nightmare to dodge in embarrassment. Other than that, the Nightmare doesn't have the slightest chance to attack.

Morrowind's rhythm is well grasped, so that the Nightmare can only make dodge movements, and the time of his attack is stuck, such a battle is naturally an abnormality that makes the Nightmare uncomfortable.

After dozens of seconds of "stalemate", the premares still couldn't hold their breath at first, and he seemed to recognize the current form. The person in front of him is not an illusion at all, but a real morning wind!

As soon as he thought of this, his heart felt empty for a while. His "bold words" just now have all been released, and if Morrowind has been here, then he must have heard these words.

So there's no big question about how Morrowind will deal with the Nightmare next. Since his mind is so vicious, then Morrowind himself can only govern his body in the way of others.

The pre-nightmare grinned, and pulled out the dagger that could perform the sealing spell, and now his only chance of winning was this dagger.

Of course, Morrowind naturally saw the scene when Chenxi was controlled by the sealing technique, and naturally saw through his idea of wanting to be injured and stab Morphyrze.

With a backhand, he snatched the dagger directly out of the Nightmare's hand. Then a punch was thrown to him in the face.