Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

After entering the cemetery, Fang Xiu searched around first, but he did not find the graves of Zhao Hao and others.

This also means that only those who enter it will have a tomb.

Soon, Fang Xiu saw his own grave again.

There was silence in the tomb, not the slightest sound could be heard.

boom!

Fang Xiu directly detonated the strange power in the scalpel, and countless black air spewed out from the scalpel, each of which seemed to contain a strange one, they roared non-stop, scrambling to rush into Fang Xiu's mouth and nose.

Gradually, he was entangled in black air, his black hair turned into silver hair, and blood appeared in his right eye.

Then he overturned the tomb, revealing the dark coffin inside.

Looking at the coffin, a cold light flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes.

The silver hair kept growing, and they were suspended in the air, like billions of steel needles, tightly surrounding the coffin.

The scalpel was also held in Fang Xiu's hand, and he held it up high, aiming at the coffin, and the dark spirituality surged on the scalpel.

The blood-red right eye stared fixedly at the grave.

He had already made all the preparations, just waiting for the coffin to be opened, and then launched a thunderous blow directly.

Although the strength of the duplicate body is generally the same as his own, but the first to attack is the strong, and the second to attack will suffer.

As long as you seize the opportunity, you may not lose.

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When Fang Xiu entered the cemetery, his vision suddenly went dark, and he realized that he was in the coffin again.

Such a surprise made him frown slightly.

He originally wanted to fight the clone one-on-one this time. If he was in the outside world, he could seize the opportunity. When to open the coffin and when to do it is his own decision, but now the offense and defense are reversed.

It seems that now we can only change our strategy.

The duplicate body is exactly like me. According to my understanding of myself, the duplicate body will open the coffin only after making complete preparations.

The moment the coffin was opened, he would be struck by a thunderbolt.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Xiu wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis with long silver hair, took out a scalpel, and put the scalpel on his neck.

He is well aware of his aggressive habits and likes to attack the neck.

But in the next second, Fang Xiu put the hand holding the scalpel on the heart again.

If he knows his attack habits, the clone must also know it, so he will definitely not attack the neck.

If it were me, I would definitely attack the heart.

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boom!

Fang Xiu directly lifted the coffin board.

And at the moment when it was lifted into the air, Fang Xiu moved, and his silver hair pierced fiercely towards the coffin, and his scalpel also stabbed down along the way.

But what was exposed in the coffin was a silkworm chrysalis with silver hair.

Hundreds of millions of silver hairs are stuck on it, and there is a dense metallic sound.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Fang Xiu's eyes, and the scalpel stabbed almost at the same time!

The strength of the silver hair is the same, no one can do anything to anyone, but with the sharpness of a scalpel, the silver hair can be easily cut.

Since the clone chose to wrap his whole body with silver hair, he just couldn't see the attacking position of his scalpel at this moment.

Swish!

Cut it down with one knife!

According to Fang Xiu's habit, this knife must be pierced on the opponent's neck, but this time he didn't, he pierced the heart.

Fang Xiu knew very well that the clone had the same memory as himself, which meant that the other party must know his attack habits.

Therefore, the neck is likely to be defended in advance.

Soon, the scalpel directly pierced the silkworm chrysalis made of silver hair, and pierced fiercely towards the heart.

But the next second, Ding!

A crisp metal chime sounded.

The scalpel was directly resisted.

Fang Xiu frowned suddenly, the only thing that could stop the scalpel was the scalpel.

This also means that the clone predicted my prediction!

Is it even the same way of thinking?

And at this moment, the silver-haired silkworm chrysalis opened suddenly.

The silver hairs of both sides were tightly intertwined.

An identical Fang Xiu was revealed.

Fang Xiu in the coffin was holding a scalpel on his heart, and the two scalpels were in a state of stiffness.

The moment the two met, almost at the same time, the right eyes of the two were bloody.

Blood pupil!

boom!

Both sides snorted, and there was bright red blood in their right eyes.

But the two of them still looked calm, as if it wasn't their own eyes that were hurt.

The scalpel in his hand flew wildly, almost turning into an afterimage.

Both sides are constantly attacking, ding ding ding...

The dense collision sounded continuously.

The strange thing is that the movements of the two are surprisingly consistent, and it seems that both of them know the trajectory of each other's shots very well.

For a while, the two were evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.

With a collision, Fang Xiu outside was shaken out.

Fang Xiu, who was in the coffin, was shaken all over, and the reaction force caused the coffin to drop a little more.

However, he also took advantage of this gap and came out of the coffin in a flash.

The two identical Fang Xiu looked at each other from a distance, with the same silver-haired, blood-eyed scalpel, and the same calmness as stagnant water.

Neither of them opened their mouths. The next moment, the two disappeared in place almost at the same time, turned into two afterimages, and rushed straight towards each other.

Dangdang Dangdang!

There were dense metal clanging sounds in the air, and sparks splashed indistinctly.

What's more, the strange black air continued to bombard, and the silver hair frantically strangled.

After a long time.

The bodies of the two had reached their limits, and they could no longer bear the strange power in the scalpel.

The black air suddenly dissipated, and the capillaries under the skin of the two of them ruptured, turning into blood men.

Even so, the faces of the two remained calm, and they still did not stop fighting, using their silver hair to control their bodies to fight again.

Finally, the two Fangxiu's bodies had reached their limit completely, their speed became very slow, and every step they took would leave a bloody footprint.

The two walked towards each other with difficulty, and soon, they stood still at the same time, one black and one red eyes staring at each other calmly.

In the next second, both of them raised their hands at the same time.

The scalpel pierced straight towards the opponent's neck!

puff!puff!

The sound of two blades piercing into flesh sounded.

The two stood in place like two corpses, holding a scalpel in each hand and piercing each other's neck.

Then, the two fell straight down.

The two died together and died together.

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Fang Xiu, who died again and went back to the file, found that there were two more memories in his mind.

One is the memory of Fang Xiu outside, and the other is the memory of Fang Xiu in the coffin.

When the two memories merged together, he had gradually understood everything.

"It turns out that both of them are me!"

The two memories are like two pictures, appearing in Fang Xiu's mind at the same time.