Ji Chengzhi practiced the sword Taoist pattern and the puppet Taoist pattern. Although the guy outside Zhuang Yuan was ill-intentioned, the information provided was not fake. Chen Weiming was also mentally prepared, but he did not expect that the other party could actually divide eight clones at a time.

There are many people who practice the puppet Taoist pattern, and most of them simply use it to confuse the opponent's sight. It is very rare to make the clone have more than 60% of their combat power, but the aura of the clone and the deity is very different. What makes Ji Chengzhi different is that the aura of each clone is exactly the same, and there is no difference at all.

No, it has become weaker than the original... Chen Weiming raised his eyebrows and keenly discovered that although the aura of each clone was exactly the same, it was much worse than Ji Chengzhi's own aura before.

The eyes of breaking the delusion and keeping the truth swept over, and it can be seen that Ji Chengzhi's clone's true energy is still thick, but it is much worse than before, about 70%. What's even more strange is that there is a sword energy in the body of the seven clones, and the sword's Tao pattern is entangled.

"The Book of Emperor Jingshi" can perfectly integrate multiple Taoist patterns. There is no doubt that Ji Chengzhi will show that he is a completely different way of using it outside the Zhuang Master.

The separation of eight identical clones was originally an excellent magical power to confuse the opponent, but it was just targeting others. For Chen Weiming, this was like a bright lamp in the night. Seven had sword energy, one did not. There was no doubt that the one who did not must be the real body.

Without hesitation, he urged Feng Zhiyi to slap it, and a wind saw knife shot at Ji Chengzhi's back.

In the eyes of others, the best way to face Ji Chengzhi's fighting style is to release a large area of ​​magical powers to distinguish between the true body and the incarnation. After all, under normal circumstances, there is a difference between the true body and the incarnation, and the state that appears after the attack is also different.

Chen Weiming was just the opposite. He had a powerful attack, fast and decisive action, and was simply a gambling of luck. When everyone thought that it would fail, Ji Chengzhi, who was attacked, turned around without hesitation and had a great force.

Without others' explanation, this reaction has already told everyone that the killer named Walker has won the "bet".

With a fierce battle, the two of them retreated. Ji Chengzhi was blocked, but he did not give up. With a wave of his hand, many clones disappeared, and another one was opened, his body blurred, and he transformed into eight bodies. He could not fly without magic weapons, and his speed was not as fast as the other party. This is the best way to avoid it.

Chen Weiming still did not hesitate, and the wind saw knife and a wave of lightning shot over. He was still decisive and fast, while Ji Chengzhi waved his sword to deal with it. Everyone breathed and chose the right choice again.

Ji Chengzhi looked surprised on his face. It would be fine once, but twice, it means that the other party is probably not as simple as luck. But he still doesn't believe that there are monks of the same generation who can easily distinguish their true body. The murderous aura in his eyes will be used again, and they will use the same trick again to transform into a clone again.

Chen Weiming, who had been prepared this time, was not as simple as stopping. Without saying a word, he activated the energy of the formation, combined with the wind saw knife and thunder, and directly surrounded and killed him. Even the strong Ji Chengzhi was caught off guard and dealt with many things, but he was still hit by lightning.

He was shocked all over, and there was no serious injury, but Zhang Yang's hair and clothes that almost caught fire made him look a little embarrassed, and his face was even more shocked and said in disbelief: "Impossible, how could you see through my clone's magical powers? Even the Nascent Soul cultivator can't see through it."

"What a trick to carving insects!" Chen Weiming smiled coldly: "Although the empire is long, it's a pity that all the glory belongs to history. Today's empire is nothing more than that. My Yanyun Pavilion is inherited from the Nine Yang Realm, with great magical powers, and has also produced characters like Li Qinglian. Isn't this ridiculous way in front of me?"

"It's just a verbal dispute!" Ji Chengzhi snorted coldly: "Yes, it's not easy to bypass you, but if you choose to be your opponent, I will let you know how stupid it is. My clone technique is different from other people!"

With a loud shout, his body was blurred, and eight bodies were transformed into an instant. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he was calm and calm. He no longer used this to dodge the opponent, but was ready for battle!

"Since you can't get around, then step on your body!"

Ji Chengzhi shouted loudly, and the seven clones acted together, separated Chen Weiming and surrounded him.

"After all, it's a clone technique, so what can it do!"

Chen Weiming smiled contemptuously, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. The other party must have something extraordinary, otherwise he would not have been able to overwhelm Ji Chengxin.

Ji Chengzhi stretched out his hand and sneered: "My clone is not much different from my deity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he held his hands heavily, and a strange energy wrapped around the sword Tao pattern appeared, and even the clone was the same. In an instant, a formation was formed.

Chen Weiming was stunned and said in a daze: "Battle Formation!"

With Ji Chengzhi's mental power level, setting up ordinary formations must be just a joke. But what he formed at this moment was not ordinary formations, but combat formations.

This is a formation method suitable for large-scale battlefield use. It combines the power of the formation person and achieves qualitative change through quantitative change, so that a large group of people at low levels can compete with monks at high levels.

Ji Chengzhi and his clone aura were only 70% under normal circumstances. It was reasonable to Chen Weiming to disperse his strength in this way. But once he used the battle formation to unite, it would be completely different. Not to mention the cultivators in the Killing Dan stage, I am afraid that even the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage can fight.

"Know the goods!" Ji Chengzhi laughed: "When fighting alone, I have never been afraid of anyone in the same realm. You can use flight to rush out of my battle formation, but that guy named Ming Dao will surely die."

As soon as he finished speaking, eight "Ji Chengzhi" waved the long sword in his hand at the same time, and the sword energy was steep and he rushed towards Chen Weiming from all directions. The clone, which was only 70% of the power, exploded with 120% of the attack power after being strengthened by the battle formation.

"Eight Swords of the larval dying formation!" Someone exclaimed: "It was this move. Not long ago, Ji Chengzhi used this move to fight the successors of the Five Soldiers for three days and three nights. The attack power of each clone was like the original, and the opponent was equal to fighting with eight Ji Chengzhi at the same time."

Someone nodded: "It is said that even the people of Lumenshan highly appreciated his move, saying that if it were not for the "Huangji Jingshi Shu", it would be impossible to train the battle formation. This killer called Walker would probably be in danger."

As if they were proving their words, each sword energy of the eight "Ji Chengzhi" was perfectly absorbed and merged by the power of the battle formation, becoming stronger and stronger, and even burst out with dazzling white light, which made people difficult to look directly at and instantly submerged Chen Weiming.

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Chapter completed!