"Hum."
Chutian gave a cold hum, and then kicked out, directly dispersing the powerful energy.
Wu Sheng, the great master of the Wu clan, saw Chu Tian's kick and scattered his attack. His face was very ugly.
"Let's do it."
The wings behind the two brothers of the feather wing clan burst out the holy light, which turned into countless white feather blades and killed Chu Tian.
Facing countless white feather blades, Chu Tian directly raised his fist to bombard them, and each feather blade fell apart under his two fists.
"Look at me."
The martial saint of the Manxiang clan is directly transformed into noumenon, a huge Manxiang.
And it also directly uses their natural skill, Dharma phase heaven and earth.
It's like using the skill of talent. It's bigger than a magnificent mountain. It seems that it can reach the sky directly.
Not only that, his breath is more powerful. It's not the same as other martial arts. If you make your body bigger, you can disperse your strength and become weaker.
The huge and incomparable elephant stepped out, the earth vibrated, the ground burst, and countless stones collapsed.
It's like stepping out again, and this time the goal is not the earth, but Chutian.
Chutian looked at Manxiang's use of the Dharma, the heaven and the earth, and the foot that came to him. There was not fear in his eyes, but a burning sensation.
Because he's going to get a kind of divine beast talent today.
Chutian looked like this one. He let out a loud sound, and he supported the ground with one foot, and the other one kicked out suddenly.
Two feet that are not in proportion to each other.
However, Chu Tian, who seems to shake the elephant with ants, directly kicks the huge elephant like a mountain away.
Most of the remaining martial saints are the third class and fourth class martial saints. Although they all have the means to enhance their strength, they are not significant.
Their means of attack were easily defused by Chutian.
"Give me a punch." In the distance, the Wu sage of the Wu clan yelled and punched Chu Tian.
Chutian looked at the punch and sneered.
this is as like as two peas of the wizard Wu who had been killed by him.
Chutian pretended to have no knowledge of a punch, and the other party's fist collided.
A sneer flashed from the corner of the wusheng's mouth, and then a huge force was passed through his fist again.
However, when he delivered a huge force, Chutian's fist was the same, and more powerful than his opponent's.
With a touch, the body of the Wu sage of the Wu clan was directly shaken out.
This sudden change made the wusheng's wusheng stay in place and dare not act rashly.
"How do you know our Sorcerer's martial arts?" Wu Sheng of the Wu clan, who was shocked and flew out, came back and looked at Chu Tian and was shocked.
"I don't know your Sorcerer's martial arts, but the first attack only needs to lower the strength, and the second attack needs to burst out stronger strength, which should be no different from your Sorcerer's martial arts?" Chutian said lightly.
"You, you hide your strength?" The Wu sage of the Wu clan was shocked.
In the first attack, he showed all his strength. In the second attack, he was able to make a stronger attack because of the increasing effect of martial arts.
This is the unique skill of the witch clan.
There is only one way for other fighters to develop the same attack skills.
That is to hide the strength at the beginning, and a stronger force will flow out of the body again to attack the second time.
Now the result is obvious, that is, Chutian has just begun to hide his strength.
"Run." I don't know which martial Saint said a word, and then everyone scattered in a crowd.