The ten martial gods did not give Mo Ran any chance to prepare. Almost the same momentum was filled with the body, like wind and waves rafting in the air, as if they were about to kill Mo Ran under their palms in an instant.

How could Mo Ran be willing to die? He roared wildly, and his feet pointed to the ground. After a ball of thunder sounded violently, the man soared into the air like a big bird.

Ten martial gods, ten pairs of fleshy palms hit Mo Ran, suddenly losing the shadow of the former, but there was no surprise on the surface. As if they had already caught Mo Ran's movement, the ten people's heads were not raised, and the forward rushing trend suddenly stopped, suddenly changed the movement trajectory, jumped up, tracking Mo Ran's direction and attacked again.

In the air, Mo Ran was already ready at the moment of his leap. Feeling the water-attributed airflow surging all over the body of these ten martial gods, Mo Ran decisively applied the master's hand to the Nine Nether Fighting Flames.

The way to resist water with fire and restrain the five spirits.

The white and tender palms flew, and a blue fire stream containing the cold air condensed a five-clawed blue dragon, and roared around Mo Ran's body and rolled down.

As soon as the fire dragon appeared, the bodies of the ten martial gods shook at the same time, and the water-attributed aura filled with all over their bodies suddenly burst out.

"Boom~"

The ten martial gods collided with the blue fire dragon, and Mo Ran didn't go to see it at all. He was not so arrogant that he thought that his own obstacles could make the ten martial gods retreat. In a hurry, the nine-light flashing technique of the Death Lightning was used with all his strength. Mo Ran in the air just flashed a few times and retreated a thousand meters away.

After he didn't feel anyone catching up, he looked back and realized that the fire dragon had smashed five of the powerful martial gods to pieces, beyond his expectations.

"So weak?" In surprise, Mo Ran couldn't believe his eyes, but the iron-like fact was in front of him. Now, Mo Ran was confused.

"How could this happen? Is it wrong for my own feelings? They are not all powerful martial gods?"

Mo Ran was thinking, suddenly the other five martial gods retreated thousands of meters away, and the five people were playing the same seal technique in unison. After a violent blow, the five people became one again.

"Hmm? What is he doing?"

Just as Mo Ran was puzzled by the other party's actions, the young man quickly formed the initial handprints, and then nine more powerful martial gods suddenly appeared around him. Then, he attacked Mo Ran again.

“This ~”

Mo Ran was shocked when he saw this. It turned out that this young man could summon his clones as he pleased, and he could reach up to nine or more.

In awe, Mo Ran did not think about it. When the internal energy surged, he increased his speed to the extreme. However, this time, he did not escape, but instead rushed towards the ten martial gods.

With Mo Ran’s understanding of martial arts, no one has been able to summon more than one martial god clone at the same time, which simply violates the definition of warrior level. If the other party really summons nine clones as he saw with his own eyes, his strength should not be as strong as he seems, just as Mo Ran defeated five martial gods with just one blow. Mo Ran thought to himself: "This may be an illusion."

"Disillusion."

Thinking of this, Mo Ran jumped over to meet him with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

At this time, Mo Ran had already fought with the young man in front of him. The two of them collided without escaping. The blue fire and clear water colour in the sky and the bright water collided with a brilliant spark.

"Peng"

With just this blow, Mo Ran was shocked and retreated several feet away.

"Martial God? It's really the strength of the Martial God. Is my own feeling wrong again?"

Mo Ran's thoughts were not confirmed. With this head-on blow, Mo Ran felt the power of the real martial god, and instantly a violent internal energy scrambled in his body. Mo Ran tried his best to calm the tumbling five-in-one. After a while, the situation improved.

Unwilling to believe that his eyes, Mo Ran shook his hand and took out a handful of recovery medicine, threw it into his mouth, then changed direction, found two other martial gods and rushed over. He wanted to try it out, whether his thoughts were really wrong, and if the clone he encountered this time was still the strength of the martial god, then he would admit his luck.

With the resentment in his heart, Mo Ran clenched his fists together. While two domineering purple aura were infused, Mo Ran roared and blasted towards the two martial gods.

At this time, among the ten martial gods opposite, one of them flashed in a green light, as if it was affected by Mo Ran's desperate attack, and suddenly pulled out the internal energy of the whole body. Then a green light flashed and penetrated into the body of one of the martial gods attacked by Mo Ran.

"Peng"

There was another loud noise, and Mo Ran felt his left arm numb and almost broke, while on the right, the martial god who was about to punch him with almost all his strength was shattered.

"So that's how it is."

Seeing this, Mo Ran finally understood.

Just after observing the Great Spiritual Puzzle, he found that only one of the ten martial gods had the power of the martial gods, and the rest were not as good as the martial gods. This person with the power of the martial gods was like the true body of the ten people, who could instantly transmit his power to the other clone. Just as the effect achieved by his own punch, Mo Ran attacked two martial gods at the same time, and one of them got the power of the true body, which shocked him to the internal chaos. As for the other clone who had not obtained the power, he was naturally easily defeated by himself.

After finding the secret of this powerful martial arts god, Mo Ran sneered and pulled out. The young man did not take action again. Just like last time, the eight clones and the real body withdrew at the same time, then disappeared to only one person. Then he formed a procedural handprint, transformed into nine clones, and hit Mo Ran again.

Thousands of meters away, Mo Ran looked at all this coldly and immediately realized that these ten martial gods were just a cover, and there was only one who really had the strength to compete with him.

Looking at everything, Mo Ran's eyes lit up suddenly, and he repeatedly said in his heart: "If this is the case, wouldn't the secret technique used by this young man be the same as his own illusion array technique, and the effect of forming a formation world with one person's power?"

Thinking of this, Mo Ran quickly looked around the surrounding environment, and his heart suddenly became much more cheerful.

"Sure enough, the surrounding scenery has not changed at all. If this is the case, I'm afraid I'm still standing in the place where I just picked the begonia and never walked around. And now~"

Understanding the mystery, Mo Ran's confidence suddenly returned to himself. With a sneer, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "This trick is something I have played with for a long time."

He murmured, and Mo Ran rushed over with confidence and boldness. This time, with his previous judgment on the young man, he began to observe the difference between his true body and his clone.

Like a tiger entering a wolf pack, Mo Ran flew with his fists, standing proudly like a god of war in the encirclement of the ten martial gods. Whenever one side was attacked by a strong offensive, he immediately took advantage of the attack and slashed into the other nine martial gods.

The fists filled with tyrannical purple aura were as if they had entered a state of no one. Mo Ran could easily defeat a martial god clone with each punch. This time, Mo Ran did not give the young man the chance to summon the clone. As long as they retreated, Mo Ran would build a huge illusion spirit formation with the true soul technique that had been changed, and locked the nine opponents tightly.

The young martial arts powerful man had a cold face and had no feelings at all. He could tell at a glance that he was not a truly wise human being. Similarly, without wisdom, how could he fight so much that he was extremely smart.

Turn around, summon, fail.

After several times, only the top ten martial gods were left with young men. At this time, he was tightly surrounded by Mo Ran's illusion formation world. His palms kept resisting Mo Ran's overwhelming attack and could not take time to summon clones. However, for some reason, his momentum quickly declined.

While Mo Ran was constantly attacking, he felt the opponent's internal energy that was always at a disadvantage and even declining. He kept sneering in his heart. After a while, the young man's offensive disappeared, and even the defensive was about to declare collapse.

At this time, Mo Ran had reached less than two meters in front of the young man.

The twin fists of purple light flashed with a burst of force were handed to the young man, and Mo Ran sneered: "If you only have this ability, then go to die."

"Boom~"

As Mo Ran finished his words, his fists had hit the young man's face. After a roar, Mo Ran felt a flash in front of him and instantly pulled out of the illusion.

When Mo Ran reported it, he saw that his hand was tightly grasping the dew begonia. Mo Ran kept leaning over and turned around in shock. Seeing that Ao Fa and the other two were staring at him in amazement.

He smiled, and Mo Ran gently lifted it, and the dew-drenched begonia was taken off by him and sent into the ethereal ring.

At this time, the shocked expressions of Ao Fa and the other two finally turned into a solemn state. After the three of them looked at each other, Ao Fa walked towards Mo Ran with a crazy smile.

"Haha~, I am worthy of the successor of the God King Formation, the Phantom Spirit Array Technique, it is indeed extraordinary. Brother Mo, your great spiritual enlightenment technique has also been greatly improved."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ran was shocked at first, and then immediately forced the shocking reunion that had not yet been shown, and smiled and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. I'm much worse than my teacher."

Although the words were extremely calm, Mo Ran's heart was surging like a storm. What Mo Ran was shocked was that the words Ao Fa had just said had already clearly told himself that they had seen the battle with the young man. Otherwise, how could they have such an expression? How could Ao Fa speak out the magical spirit array technique?

Although he was shocked, Mo Ran did not show it. He just sighed, and then told Aofa that he needed to rest, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and calmed his breathing.
Chapter completed!