"If you can't tell it now, you will be less and less able to tell it next time!"
As if he remembered something, a glimmer of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Will it become less and less obvious next time?"
"Boss, what do you want Huantian to do?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao seemed to understand something. He looked at Mo Wentian and asked in a deep voice.
"Just look at it!"
An indifferent voice sounded, but the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth curved.
"Boss..."
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Tell me, who are you?"
"Why are you pretending to be me?"
At this moment, under the city gate, Jiang Jinfeng looked at Huantian and shouted coldly.
"Why am I pretending to be you? It's obviously me you're pretending to be!"
"Who are you exactly, and why are you pretending to be me to steal the cultivation resources of my Tianniu tribe?"
When Jiang Jinfeng asked such a question, Huantian's eyes instantly flashed with light.
The next moment, he pretended to have the same expression as Jiang Jinfeng.
"Huantian, well done!"
"Keep going down with him!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian on top of the city gate secretly sent a message to Huantian.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Huantian's eyes flashed with light, and he quickly agreed via message.
"This...these two fourth elders said exactly the same thing. Who do you think is the real fourth elder?"
"I really can't see it?"
"We can't even tell the difference between the four elders. You think they are talking, who should we listen to?"
"Didn't the Fourth Elder say before that the person pretending to be him is from the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom? Then if there are two Fourth Elders now, one tells us to attack the Heaven-Destroying Kingdom, and the other tells us not to fight, who should we listen to?"
…
Looking at the two identical fourth elders and disciples of the Tianniu tribe in front of them, the expression on their faces was extremely solemn.
"What discussion is there, of course I am your fourth elder!"
Listening to these discussions, Jiang Jinfeng was so angry that he couldn't help but clenched his hands into fists and shouted sternly.
"Don't believe him, I am your real fourth elder!"
"My relationship with the third elder has never been harmonious. I am related to the fifth elder, and our relationship has always been very good!"
Huantian couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw Jiang Jinfeng's angry look.
But on the surface, he maintained the same expression as Jiang Jinfeng, looking at the disciples of the Tianniu tribe, his voice full of sternness.
"He is our fourth elder, he is our fourth elder!"
"Yes, he is our fourth elder. The relationship between the fourth elder and the third elder is not good. Only the disciples within our Tianniu tribe will know this!"
"I think he is also our real fourth elder. If he were not our fourth elder, there is no way he would know about this!"
…
As soon as Huantian said these words, countless disciples of the Tianniu tribe turned to him instantly, with respectful expressions in their eyes.
"you… "
"You are really hateful, I am the fourth elder, I am the one!"
Looking at his disciples, who were all respectful towards Huantian, but no one looked at him, this made the fourth elder instantly feel angry.
"Tianniu Fist!"
The next moment, without any hesitation, he punched directly towards Huantian opposite.
At this moment, the aura on Jiang Jinfeng's body surged rapidly, and the killing intent in the eyes looking at Huantian was terrifying and boundless.
"Old bastard, do you think you're the only one who knows the Heavenly Ox Fist?"
Seeing Jiang Jinfeng punch him, Huantian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.
Now Huantian's own cultivation has also broken through to the realm of the emperor. Now facing Jiang Jinfeng who is half a step into the middle stage of the emperor, Huantian doesn't have the slightest fear in his heart.
His cultivation level has reached the level of an emperor, and he can master the Jiang Jinfeng in front of him, whether it is his soul or his martial arts.
He secretly said in his heart, Huantian's expression was extremely indifferent.
"You actually learned the Tianniu Fist from my Tianniu clan. Today I want to see if your Tianniu Fist is more powerful than my elder's Tianniu Fist!"
The next moment, Huantian thought of Mo Wentian's words and asked him to give the disciples of the Tianniu tribe a difficult-to-distinguish between the real and fake version of the Fourth Elder.
His expression changed instantly. Looking at Jiang Jinfeng across from him, Huantian didn't hesitate at all and punched him directly.
At this moment, the vast aura of the middle half-step emperor, which was exactly the same as the fourth elder Jiang Jinfeng, rolled out from Huantian's body.
Two terrifying and boundless auras spread quickly towards the surroundings. Some warriors with lower cultivation levels felt their hearts trembling, and their knees felt the urge to kneel down.
The faces of the warriors with higher cultivation levels turned pale instantly, as if they were under great pressure at this moment.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision, and the two fists collided together instantly.
The figures of Huantian and Jiang Jinfeng flew out at the same time.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths at the same time.
"Huantian, don't confront him head-on like this, just stop it in moderation!"
"Can't let him hurt you!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian's brows instantly frowned, with a solemn look on his face.
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all and quickly sent a message to Huantian.
"Boss, don't worry, I'm fine!"
Mo Wentian's voice transmission sounded in his mind, and a complicated look flashed in Huantian's eyes.
"How about it?"
"Isn't this elder's Longhorn Fist good?"
Immediately, Huantian stood up, looked at Jiang Jinfeng across from him, and said with a sneer on his face.
"you… "
"You actually know how to use my Heavenly Ox Fist?"
"who are you?"
Huantian's voice came, and Jiang Jinfeng came back to his senses.
Looking at Huantian, Jiang Jinfeng had a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes and shouted coldly.
If looks could kill, Huantian might have been killed hundreds or thousands of times at this moment.
There is simply no difference between Huantian's Tianniu Fist and his own Tianniu Fist. Jiang Jinfeng, who originally thought of using Wu Ji to distinguish them, was completely shattered!
This made him feel even more amazed at the person in front of him who looked exactly like himself.
At this moment, he really couldn't think of any way to prove that he was the real fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe!
"I've already told you, you are me, I am you!"
"I am also Jiang Jinfeng, the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe!"
Hearing this, Huantian raised the corner of his mouth in an arc.