Swish! Swish! Swish!...

When they collided, the two used their techniques one after another, both trying to quickly destroy each other.

The two flashed around, taking action and counterattacking each other.

The formation flag covered a vast area, which was enough for two people to fight.

The power of the Immortal Soul Clan is entirely designed to restrain the Spirit Clan.

But at the moment, Immortal Soul Qi Ming's attack could not suppress Zi Chen at all.

"Spirit-cutting sword!"

The sword light appeared all over the sky, carrying infinite power. Even though they were guarded by the formation flag, everyone felt the chill.

There are many immortal spells present, but none of them can block the spirit-killing sword that fills the sky.

Even some half-fairy spirits dare not say that they can block this move.

But here at Zi Chen, a pair of golden fists blasted the sky with sword light.

Zi Chen took out his Dao sword and slashed towards the sky.

laugh!

A crack appeared in front of him, extending in front of Immortal Soul Qi Ming, and cut off a corner of his robe.

"The Immortal Soul Confused Tianbu!"

The figure of Immortal Soul Qi Ming is as erratic as a ghost.

"Whoosh!"

Using the magic of Tian Xing's teleportation, Zi Chen appeared beside Immortal Soul Qi Ming and slashed him down with another sword.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Everything the sword light passed by was an afterimage.

Immortal Soul Qi Ming snorted coldly, "My Immortal Soul is obsessed with the sky, but it is the strongest footwork in the Immortal Soul Clan. How dare you want to keep up with me?"

Zi Chen smiled when he heard this, "Is the Immortal Soul the strongest? Then let me show you what is the strongest footwork in the world!"

Zi Chen's figure flashed and he immediately transformed into thousands of people.

He stood on top of the black shadow. Thousands of figures were scattered all over the area. Each identity was like his real body. Their expressions were indifferent and they held a Dao sword in their hands.

This is another big gain after Zi Chen has been hunted for many years. On the basis of Tian Xing's instant body, he has transformed into thousands of clones.

With this move, Zi Chen called it the Phantom of the Sky!

Thousands of figures simultaneously raised their swords and slashed forward.

Within the ten thousand-foot blockade, there is no blind spot, and everything is shrouded in sword light.

Countless sword lights fell, and a dazzling light appeared in the vast space.

Chi!

Blood flew in the air, and an arm flew down from the sky.

Immortal Soul Qi Ming's true form appeared, and he stepped back in panic, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The ancient techniques are ever-changing, how can they be compared to the small techniques of your Immortal Soul Clan?"

Zi Chen looked at the immortal soul Qi Ming with a disdainful expression.

Since comprehending the fragments of the ancient method, Zi Chen has discovered the true meaning of the ancient method, which is change.

Although there is only a small fragment, if Zi Chen carefully comprehends it, he can evolve countless speed techniques.

But he didn't have the time to make such progress in the Heavenly Movement Technique, and it was also because of the refined godheads.

Among them, the most important one is the ghost's godhead, which allows him to realize the sky-walking phantom. Next is the wind-shadow god's godhead, which allows him to gain the sky-walking phantom flash.

Wan Qian Zichen appeared again, then held his sword and moved forward.

The second time, an indiscriminate attack.

"puff!"

Blood poured out from the sky.
Chapter completed!