Chu Tian frowned slightly, the ability of the clone Chu Tian was beyond his imagination, and even the trick that he had never used in front of people after creating it was easily used.

At the same time, Chu Tian was also secretly glad in his heart, his sword blade storm was not completely created, and there was still a lot of room for modification in many places, if according to Chu Tian's prediction, after this sword blade storm was used, it would be either you or I would die, then it would not be so easy to stand here now.

Chu Tian's eyes flickered, since he couldn't get an advantage in the sword battle, then let's try their respective sword control abilities.

As soon as his mind moved, Chu Tian threw the Wind God Sword in his hand into the air, recited a spell in his mouth, pinched the law in his hand, and turned into blue light and hit the Wind God Sword, the Wind God Sword hovered in the air, emitting a crisp sword sound, with a silent wind, like a cold blue light shooting towards the center of the clone Chu Tian's eyebrows.

The clone Chu Tian was expressionless, the gray mist sword in his hand scattered and disappeared in an instant, and the next moment the gray mist sword condensed in the air, and the tip of the sword blocked Chu Tian's Wind God Sword.

The Wind God Sword was blocked in mid-air, and it was entangled with the gray fog sword in the air, and for a while, the cyan and gray sword qi flew sideways in the air, scattering in all directions.

Chu Tian saw that the gray mist sword was wrapped around the Wind God Sword, and his mind was divided into two parts, while controlling the Wind God Sword to fight with the gray fog sword in the air, he stepped on the void and swung his fist towards the chest of the clone Chu Tian.

The clone Chu Tian returned with Chu Tian's heavy punch, and as soon as the fist touched, a wave of power came from the joint of Chu Tian's finger skull, like endless waves that never stopped, Chu Tian withdrew his fist in shock and retreated backwards.

Obviously, Chu Tian of the clone did not intend to let Chu Tian go so easily, and the spiral ash qi attached to his hand drilled towards Chu Tian's heart.

Chu Tian's injured fist was completely out of feeling at this time, and his divine sense talked a little and probed and checked, I am afraid that the bones on this palm are broken.

The bones were not only broken, but they were also shattered by the wave after wave of energy, leaving only the bone powder in Chu Tian's palm.

Sensing that something was wrong in the palm, Chu Tian didn't have time to use the energy in his body to repair his palm, so he had to move his mind, and a small hole was broken in his palm, and his mana moved, embedding the yang spirit in his palm.

Seeing the strength of the clone Chu Tian's body, Chu Tian didn't dare to be careless, and his still intact left hand turned into a sharp claw, and under the wrapping of the blue and gold true qi, he grabbed the clone Chu Tian's fist with spiral ash gas one step ahead, and a sound of flesh and blood colliding came out, accompanied by a blurred flesh and blood Chu Tian pulled out the palm that turned into a claw, and took two steps back.

Seeing that the clone Chu Tian was still expressionless, the gray fist shadows like pear blossoms in the rainstorm were densely covered in the sky, locking all the retreats behind him, Chu Tian had no choice but to turn around and turn his back against the clone Chu Tian to win a chance to breathe.

At the same time, such a question flashed in Chu Tian's heart, obviously feeling that the strength of the clone Chu Tian's ** was almost the same as his own strength, why was it always himself who suffered under several collisions, Chu Tian couldn't help but reflect.

At this kind of moment, Chu Tian can still be single-minded and multi-purpose, and Chutian is really wonderful, but this has to be attributed to Chutian's powerful spiritual power, and thanks to the occasional gift from the delirious wind god, so that Chutian can have such spiritual power to use his heart and mind.

Chu Tian was still thinking about it, and thousands of fist shadows all fell on Chu Tian's back at the same moment, and Chu Tian "knocked and knocked" when he hit, as if Chu Tian was just a pure natural instrument suitable for being beaten.

With Chu Tian's character, he naturally would not sit still, and while resisting the fist shadow of the clone Chu Tian, he thought about how to fight back, and had a countermeasure in an instant.

Forcibly enduring the pain of pressing his heart in the back, Chu Tian raised his arm between the lightning and flint, climbed up from the elbow of Chu Tian, the clone that was punching, and wrapped around one of its arms.

Seeing that one of his arms was entangled, the heavy punch attack speed of Chu Tian's other arm of the clone body was even faster and more vicious, and the fists were all used with all their strength to hit Chu Tian's heart.

Chu Tian roared: "Lao Tzu's combat skills are not as good as you, and I won't play you to death if I don't do my best." "With all the spiritual power and mana in his body, he couldn't even take care of the Wind God Sword, which was fighting with the gray mist in the sky and had the upper hand.

And the Wind God Sword, which originally had the upper hand, lost its agility and speed under the loss of Chu Tian's spiritual power command and mana blessing, and was found a gap by the gray fog sword, and slashed the Wind God Sword towards the swamp below him with a sword.

The Wind God Sword fell and flew in the direction of Chu Tian and his clone intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Tian's full roar finally achieved a certain substantive effect, as soon as the mana of the clone Chu Tian was stagnant, the heavy punch only succeeded in climbing the other hand onto the clone Chu Tian's hand when the inertia hit.

"Look at my collarbone." Chu Tian's face under the mask was crazy, especially after the two arms locked the hands of the clone Chu Tian, the crook of the leg of the clone Chu Tian was sandwiched between the crooks of the legs, and the head slammed into the head of the clone Chu Tian.

Chu Tian smiled coldly in his heart: "Ye is a person with a mask, you asked me to be so embarrassed, no matter what kind of thing you are, I just hit your head and blossom."

Chu Tian knocked his head up regardless of it, which made Chu Tian, who was a clone, completely unexpected, and he couldn't make any right or wrong at all, but a strange color finally appeared on his expressionless face.

Immediately after that, Chu Tian's head collided with the head of the clone Chu Tian, and there was no blooming of the head in Chu Tian's image, and the brain was full of brains, and only a small piece of the head of the clone Chu Tian was hit into the center of the eyebrows.

Even with the protection of the mask, Chu Tian's head was still a little dizzy, and the sequelae of fatigue after the yelling that he had just concentrated on also followed, and at this moment Chu Tian still couldn't help but think.

"What the hell is this thing's head made of, it can be so hard, I almost desperately hit him with such a small hole, what is the reason! The mask on my face is made of special material, and even the Wind God Sword can't leave traces from it, is it because I opened it in the wrong way, because I used the wrong method, and didn't bring out its power?" Chu Tian was full of doubts.

If the sneering mask hears Chu Tian's heart, if he can have a hand, I'm afraid that a punch will hit Chu Tian's head and beat Chu Tian to death, you have such high requirements for a mask, have you ever seen anyone whose mask can be used to kill people?

The head of the clone Chu Tian after the head was a little sunken seemed to have become a little unbright, of course Chu Tian could not miss such a good opportunity, and called the Wind God Sword that flew over secretly and slashed towards the back of the neck of the clone Chu Tian.