After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

After entering the cemetery, Fang Xiu searched around and found no graves of Zhao Hao and others.

This also means that the tomb will appear only to those who enter it.

Soon, Fang Xiu saw his grave again.

There was silence in the tomb, and no sound was heard.

boom!

Fang Xiu directly detonated the strange power in the scalpel, and countless black gas spurted out from the scalpel. Each one seemed to contain a strange thing. They kept roaring and rushed into Fang Xiu's mouth and nose.

Gradually, he was surrounded by black energy, his black hair turned into silver hair, and blood suddenly appeared in his right eye.

He then overturned the tomb to reveal the dark coffin inside.

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

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

Fang Xiu also held the scalpel in his hand, raised it high, and pointed it at the coffin. Dark spirituality surged on the scalpel.

The blood-red right eye stared at the grave.

He was ready for everything, just waiting to open the coffin and then launch a thunderous strike.

Although the clone's strength is generally the same as his own, he will be stronger if he strikes first, and suffers if he strikes later.

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 found that he was in the coffin again.

Such a shocking change made him frown slightly.

He originally wanted to fight the clone this time. If he was outside, he could seize the opportunity. It was up to him to decide when to open the coffin and when to take action, but now the offense and defense were reversed.

It seems that now we can only change our strategy.

The clone is exactly the same as me. According to my understanding of myself, the clone will be fully prepared before opening the coffin.

The moment the coffin is opened, he will be struck by thunder.

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

He is very aware of his attacking habits and likes to attack the neck.

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

I know my attack habits, and the clone must also know them, so he will definitely not attack the neck.

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

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boom!

Fang Xiu lifted up the coffin board directly.

And at the moment when it was lifted off, Fang Xiu moved, and the silver hair all over the sky stabbed fiercely into the coffin, and his scalpel also stabbed down.

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

Billions of silver hairs were tied on it, making a dense metallic sound.

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

Silver hair has the same strength, and no one can do anything to the other, but with the sharpness of a scalpel, silver hair can be easily cut.

Since the clone chose to cover his whole body with silver hair, he could not see the attack position of his scalpel at this time.

Swish!

Cut it down hard with one knife!

According to Fang Xiu's habit, this knife must have been pierced in the opponent's neck, but this time he didn't, he was pierced in 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 have made a defense in advance.

Soon, the scalpel directly pierced the silkworm chrysalis made of silver hair, and stabbed hard into the heart.

But the next second, Ding!

A crisp metal chime sounded.

The scalpel was directly pressed against.

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

This also means that the clone predicted my prediction!

Even the way of thinking is the same?

At this moment, the silkworm chrysalis made of silver hair suddenly opened.

The silver hair of both parties was tightly intertwined.

An identical Fang Xiu was revealed.

Fang Xiu in the coffin was holding a scalpel, protecting it at his heart. The two scalpels were in a rigid state.

The moment the two met, almost at the same time, their right eyes were filled with blood.

Blood pupil!

boom!

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

But the two of them still looked calm, as if it was not their eyes that were injured.

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

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

Dense collisions continued to sound.

The strange thing is that the movements of the two are surprisingly consistent, as if both sides know the trajectory of the other's shots.

For a moment, the two of them were fighting evenly, and neither could do anything to the other.

With the collision, Fang Xiu from the outside was knocked out.

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

However, he 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 scalpels, and the same calmness as dead water.

No one spoke a word between the two of them. The next moment, the two of them disappeared from the place almost at the same time, turning into two afterimages and rushing straight towards each other.

Dangdang Dangdang!

There was a constant sound of dense metal chiming in the air, and there were faint sparks flying.

There was even more weird black energy bombarding him, and the silver hair was strangled crazily.

After a long time.

Their bodies reached their limit and could no longer withstand the strange power of the scalpel.

The black energy suddenly dissipated, and the capillaries under their skin ruptured and the two of them turned into bloody men.

Even so, the two people's expressions remained calm, and they did not stop fighting. They used their silver hair to control their bodies and fought together again.

Finally, the bodies of the two Fang Xiu completely reached their limit, and their speed became very slow, leaving a bloody footprint with every step they took.

The two walked toward each other with difficulty. Soon, they stood still at the same time, one black and one red eyes looking at each other calmly.

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

The scalpel went straight towards the opponent's neck!

puff!puff!

The sound of two blades entering flesh was heard.

The two of them stood there like two corpses, each holding a scalpel and inserting it into the other's neck.

Then, the two of them fell straight down.

The two of them rested and died together.

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After returning from death again, Fang Xiu found two more memories in his mind.

One is the memory of Fang Xiu from the outside world, and the other is the memory of Fang Xiu inside the coffin.

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

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

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