At the foot of the Thirteen Peak Mountain, two Zhao Zizhen fought together, regardless of breath, moves, swordsmanship, and even strength.

These personal disciples of Wuji Peak were all confused and looked at Zhao Zizhen, who looked exactly the same in appearance, momentum, mystery, and holy artifacts. Even they couldn't tell which one was their senior brother.

"What's the situation?" Xiao Chen appeared beside Ji Yue, looking at the two Zhao Zizhen in confusion, even though he couldn't tell the difference.

"This is the new ability we have obtained after breaking through the saints. Within a certain level of cultivation, I can steal everything from the other party, including the other party's cultivation, mystery, holy tools, etc.."

Ji Yue sent a voice to explain: "And my sister can transform all the things I stolen from him into the other party's appearance, and this phantom is exactly the same as the other party's strength."

"The power of the saint stealing and the power of the illusion saint have become a copy." Xiao Chen said a little as he stumbled. With the saint being able to transform into an illusion that is equivalent to a perfect saint, it is at least invincible, but it seems unlikely to defeat the other party.

After asking the doubts in his heart, Ji Yue looked at each other, and his eyes showed a look of pride.

"Master, you underestimate me too much. Although I am only at the early stage of the saint's cultivation, it is still more than enough to deal with a saint's perfection, because I can't only have to create an illusion."

Shame said proudly.

"Can you create more phantoms?" Xiao Chen asked in surprise. Although before, the phantoms of his were transformed into twelve phantoms of him, those phantoms were just skins, but now they are phantoms with a complete cultivation level of a saint.

"Master, please be careful!" said Sha Hua smiled, then he pinched a seal with his little hand, and two Zhao Zizhen suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Then the three Zhao Zizhen phantoms surrounded Zhao Zizhen and killed him. Soon Zhao Zizhen was at a disadvantage.

Zhao Zi was really very strong, but he was surrounded and killed by three people with the same strength as him. He was confused and soon left many sword injuries on his body. Finally, he was kicked to the ground by a phantom. His aura was weak and he had no power to fight.

"Who are you?" Zhao Zizhen asked in disbelief as he looked at the three phantoms fighting side by side.

"With your strength, you dare to come to Thirteen Peaks to play wild?" At this moment, Phantom made way, and Guan Yue and Xihua walked forward. Guan Yue looked at Zhao Zizhen faintly, with disdain on her face.

"It's you, what did you do?" Zhao Zizhen looked at Li Yuexihua in a little embarrassedly. She was so frustrated that he didn't know what had happened until now.

"We don't need to tell you, you just need to know that you have lost. Since you have lost, then bow your head to apologize to our master."

Shame said lightly.

"Of course you can't apologize, but in that case, we will hang you on it too." Ji Yue pointed at Ye Jian and others, and smiled on her face.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zizhen's expression changed. Whether it was an apology or being hung on it, he would have lost all his face.

"I wonder which senior you master is?" Zhao Zizhen asked.
Chapter completed!