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"I saw my own reincarnation, I used to be a sub-saint ......," Ji Wentian waved his hand softly as he spoke.

The Ji Wentian who stood out from the ground suddenly opened his eyes, his body swept up, and he killed Wei Wuji.

"In this reincarnation, the Dao pattern I perceive is the same as yours, it is the Dao pattern of the wind, kill!" Ji Wentian's voice did not change, but there was more murder in his tone.

Ji Wentian, who pounced on him, changed his momentum greatly, and the wind condensed and formed in the void, and evolved into a wind dragon under his feet. He stood on top of the dragon's head, exuding the aura of a saint all over his body, his eyes staring at Wei Wuji, and attacking in the air.

This is a real sub-saint attack, which is different from the doppelganger of Derivation!

The doppelganger relies on the deity to exist, and the strength comes from the deity. But the Yasheng who came from the attack was different, his strength had nothing to do with Ji Wentian, and he was completely independent. Because Ji Wentian didn't cultivate the Dao of the Wind at all, but the Dao of the Wind that the comer could cast, the power of the supernatural attack and killing, was not under Wei Wuji!

Ji Wentian's reincarnation body, the amazing talent he brings, turned out to be the reincarnation body that summoned himself!

Wei Wuji's eyes showed a look of amazement, such a talent was too terrifying, worthy of a rare talent recorded in the classics!

The distance of a thousand zhang is only a stone's throw away for Yasheng. In the blink of an eye, the dragon of the storm attacked Wei Wuji's approach.

Wei Wuji took a step forward, his figure disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in the void, beside the comer.

In close combat, Wei Wuji swung his fist to kill the opponent, bang! The opponent punched to meet him, the void made a loud noise, and the remaining momentum of the fist power spread out in all directions like a water pattern throwing stones.

The comer couldn't resist Wei Wuji's fist, and his body flew backwards and disappeared into the void.

Wei Wuji's other hand pressed against the top of the Wind Dragon's head, and with a slight force, he pulled a dragon head down, whirring! The dragon condensed by the Wind then collapsed, turned into nothing, and dispersed with a roar.

"You have cultivated four Dao patterns, wind, thunder, sound, and sword, and your strength is four times that of a person who cultivates one Dao pattern. It is really shocking that a sub-saint can be killed with just a strong physical attack. But all of this you do doesn't help. Ji Wentian looked at Wei Wuji, shook his head and said.

The next moment, Wei Wuji saw that the comer, who was destroyed by his own punch, rose out of the black hole on the ground again. Above the black hole, hover quietly with your eyes closed.

"I also remembered a period of reincarnation, in that distant era, I cultivated to the realm of sub-saints and comprehended the Dao pattern of thunder. ”

As Ji Wentian spoke, another black hole appeared on the ground next to him, and a figure rose out of the black hole. This figure is a white-haired old man, with an old face, and his eyebrows can vaguely see Ji Wentian's appearance, it is the elderly Ji Wentian.

"Kill!" Ji Wentian shouted coldly, and the old man who was standing in the air suddenly opened his eyes and killed Wei Wuji.

A streamer of lightning swept through the air, like a snow-bright blade, cutting through the sky.

The white-haired old man was killed in an instant, and the Dao of Thunder pattern evolved into a thundercloud, and he stood in the cloud and suppressed it against Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji let out a long roar, his body soared into the sky, dragged out an aftermath, and smashed into the thundercloud with a punch, boom!

The thundercloud dissipated with the fist, and Wei Wuji's attack and killing momentum did not decrease, and the white-haired old man exploded and flew away, disappearing into the air.

However, the next moment the old man disappeared from the sky, he rose out of the black hole again.

"It's useless, his power comes from reincarnation and has nothing to do with me. Because there is reincarnation, it can be condensed and formed, and even if you kill it a thousand times, you can't. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Ji Wentian's mouth, and he slowly told about his past, "I remember many reincarnations, and in a certain reincarnation, I comprehended the Dao pattern of sound and cultivated to the realm of sub-sage......

The third black hole appeared, and a figure rose out, a middle-aged scribe in white, with a beard under his chin, which was also the appearance of middle-aged Ji Wentian.

The middle-aged scribe flew towards Wei Wuji, with an extra flute in his hand, blowing on his lips, and a faint phantom sound came down.

Several illusions came with the sound, and Wei Wuji saw himself standing on top of a temple, surrounded by worshippers.

He ignored this, as if he turned a blind eye, and attacked to the side, and bang! The illusion disappeared, the middle-aged scribe was killed, and the moment he disappeared, he came out of the black hole again.

"In the reincarnation of a certain life, I became famous as a young man, and I traveled the world with a sword, and the skill of the sword was unmatched. I felt the Dao pattern of the sword and achieved the realm of the sub-saint ......"

In Ji Wentian's speech, there was too much sentimentality, indulging in the past time.

The fourth black hole appeared on the ground, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy rose out of the black hole, opened his eyes, and attacked Wei Wuji.

A huge sword shape, ten zhang long, was derived from the void by the young man.

This is a magical technique, and the boundless sword qi lingers around the sword shape, like a group of ministers defending the monarch. The young man shook his hand in the air, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and slashed towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji stood in place, raised his hand to meet it, and caught the severed giant sword with his palm, and the giant sword fell into Wei Wuji's hand and was blocked.

The condensed greatsword dissipated, turning into countless streamers flying. But the next moment, the flying streamer turned into a rain of swords, and continued to attack Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji's figure disappeared in an instant, standing beside the young man, and a sword aura went straight to the past.

The young man raised his hand to resist, but it was not as strong as Wei Wuji's. The strongest sword qi pierced through all obstacles, instantly penetrated into the body, and slashed the young man. Like the previous three, the vanished teenager rose from the black hole and hovered again in the air.

"Ji Wentian, your reincarnation is too weak, it's not enough to see at all?" Wei Wuji's figure swept towards the other party.

"I'm just showing you, even if you have cultivated the four Dao patterns, in front of me, it's just that. ”

Ji Wentian shook his head and said, "The Tao you are desperately pursuing in this life, I have obtained it in reincarnation. As for your epiphany body, it's a lie. ”

"Most of the words of the world are based on false rumors, and Wei has never said that he is an epiphany. Wei Wuji said.

"Hehe, you finally admit it yourself. I know all your experiences, from the Heavenly Star Domain to the Outer Heavenly Realm, if you don't have the inheritance of the Holy Venerable, you are a waste material. Because of the lineage of the Holy Venerable, you have come to this day step by step. ”

Ji Wentian said with a smile, "The strength of one reincarnation is too weak, if the four reincarnations are shot together, how will you feel?"

While speaking, the four people who were hovering in the void opened their eyes together and swept the sky towards Wei Wuji.

(To be continued.) )