Unfortunately, this time, he guessed wrong.

It’s good that the Nine Tribulations Tower has nine floors.

However, the strength of the guardians in this tower is somewhat hard to understand.

If he relied on his strength to dodge his attacks, he would still have some clues.

The other party was like a ghost.

Go back and attack again.

A series of attacks cannot hit the opponent at all.

"Be careful!" The masked man's voice suddenly became stern. When Jian Wushuang attacked, he dodged again. This time, he not only dodged the attack, but also hit Jian Wushuang hard on the head with his backhand.

Jian Wu's eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

He was not injured, and his origin and divine power remained unchanged, but the blow just now caused him an indescribable pain.

It's like an adult hitting a child.

Jian Wushuang held the back of his head and turned to look at the masked man who had been hiding far away, completely angry.

What a shame!

"ah!!!!"

He clenched his hands into fists, and red breath burst out from his body.

"ha!"

The power of the beast god exploded directly.

Twice the power of the beast god, the power has also reached 500,000.

At this moment, he became serious.

He didn't take action directly, but crossed his arms, and figures began to appear behind him.

Origin clone!

The aura of each clone is the same.

But the combat power is different.

It's just that the combat power is different, others can't tell.

He didn't believe that the other party could break this.

This is how we fight here!

There will always be a clone that encounters the other person.

Although the combat power of the clones is much different.

But the opponent, a masked man with 200,000 divine powers, was still very relaxed.

"Tsk, tsk, you'd better not be touched by me!" Jian Wushuang sneered.

Several figures began to flash.

That's what's left behind.

But the real body has already arrived in front of the other party.

Seventy-four clones immediately surrounded the masked man.

Surround the opponent and attack together.

Jian Wushuang's true self was staring at the opponent's actions.

He wanted to see how the other party avoided it.

Then take the opportunity to sneak over and attack.

Avoid the seventy-four clones, but also pay attention to his true form.

There's no way to avoid it.

The space here is very small.

There is not enough space for the body technique to be used.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Almost every move made by the clone was perfect, but the masked man quickly dodged away using a movement technique that he couldn't understand.

All the clones, none of them can touch each other.

Moreover, when watching from a distance, he had the illusion of shrinking into an inch.

This place seems to have become wider.

His human wave tactic no longer works.

I can only do a sneak attack.

Five hundred thousand divine power is the threshold of the Five Tribulation Realm.

Plus sneak attack and suppression.

He didn't believe it.

Gather Qi with both hands and condense it into a ball.

Throwing it out directly, he casually used the explosion of his breath to cover his own body, quickly approached the opponent's back, and stabbed out with a hand knife. It was obvious that he had hit, but Jian Wushuang couldn't laugh.

Whoosh!

The hit figure in front of him shrank for a moment and then disappeared.

That is the afterimage left by the body technique.

Even if his eyesight is not good, he can feel it with his hands, hitting the air.

"Not bad, you are able to keep up with my afterimage so quickly. You still have a trump card, let's use it together!" The masked man put his hands behind his back and yawned.

Jian Wushuang became even more angry after hearing this.

Especially when I see yawning.

Obviously looking down on him.

When had he ever been so angry?

Moreover, the opponent's strength is obviously much weaker than his.

"If you have the guts, don't hide!" Jian Wushuang obviously lost his will. He regretted it as soon as he said it.

The masked man came to him again and in an incredible way.

Jian Wushuang punched out, hitting the air.

Before he could attack again, he felt a twisting feeling in his abdomen, making his whole body twitch.

The masked man really took action this time.

Not only did he take action, but he also punched him away.

After dodging his punch, the opponent punched Jian Wushuang in the abdomen.

Jian Wushuang was so painful that cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Outrageous!

But he didn't believe it.

Five hundred thousand divine power is not enough.

That's six hundred thousand.

He has never lost to someone of the same level, and the key opponent's strength is not on the same level as him.

How can you lose to the opponent?

A person is neither human nor ghost.

Quadruple the power of the beast god, directly increasing the divine power by 200,000.

The whole body's divine power has reached 600,000.

It can be regarded as a small peak for him.

He tried again, but was still dodged.

But this time, he didn't use a clone or a sneak attack, he just hit the opponent's afterimage.

The masked man was also somewhat different, and exclaimed: "You actually hide your strength. Use any other cards you have as soon as possible. You don't have much time!"

"Time is running out?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

He doesn't want to make unnecessary attacks anymore.

The power of the beast god also disappeared in an instant.
To be continued...