Start a Dome

Xia Mo couldn't help but swear.

Chapter 100-Dayi

What the hell is the body?

Why are there two identical selves in the Demon Team?

"Hehe...that's really interesting."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he shook out two daggers. Zhao Zhuo split into three figures: one rushed towards the replica Xia Mo who was stepping on the skateboard, and the other rushed towards the real Xia Mo who was holding his little apple. ink.

"Anyway, Zhengti, I'll explain it to you later."

"The most important thing now is to kill this lunatic!"

The Green Goblin skateboard shot out a burst of flames, and Xia Mo, the replica body holding the black dagger with his backhand, rushed towards the mirror image Zhao Zhukong.

--boom!

Turning over, he shot a dagger through the replica Xia Mo who was stepping on the Green Goblin's skateboard. The mirror image Zhao Zhukong jumped high, the dagger in his hand gleaming with a sharp cold light.

--boom!

The two daggers collided, and the pitch-black awn cut Zhao Zhukong, the mirror image, in the middle.

On the side of Xia Mo, the main body, his pupils were flickering black, and he was paying full attention to the real Zhao Zhukong.

The daggers collided, and Xia Mo only saw the dagger in Zhao Zhukong's hand shake.

- Pfft!

The sound of flesh being cut.

"Well......"

Zhao Zhukong, who had completely unlocked the gene lock, was not something that Xia Mo could deal with alone. His right hand holding Zhao Yingkong was cut off directly, and a lot of blood gushed out.

He could no longer care about his severed right arm. Looking at the dagger stabbing the girl's head, Xia Mo vigorously waved his remaining left arm.

The pitch-black black light disappeared in a flash, and Zhao Zhukong was severely knocked out by the huge death energy.

Hugging the girl with his remaining left hand, Xia Mo's breathing was a little short as he looked at the right hand that fell to the ground.

At this time, Xia Mo, the clone, had already rushed over.

The front end of the Green Goblin skateboard popped out a blade, and stabbed straight at Zhao Zhukong's chest.

The green goblin skateboard was cut off in the middle with one knife, and the red-eyed Zhao Zhukong turned around and stabbed the clone Xia Mo with a knife.

"So fast...."

The duplicate body Xia Mo blocked in front of him with a dagger.

boom! boom! boom!

The dagger and the sharp blade kept colliding, and the clone Xia Mo stared closely at Zhao Zhukong's hands, but even so, it was difficult to keep up with his terrifying speed.

Bloodstains kept appearing on his body, and Zhao Zhukong, who was holding two daggers, seemed to be playing tricks on him, and every attack did not cause fatal damage.

The girl in her arms seemed to be faintly waking up. With trembling hands, she grabbed her severed right arm that fell on the ground, Xia Mo's five fingers, and a lot of dead air gushed out.

Xia Mo's severed right hand immediately felt cool after being treated with dead energy that was almost comparable to the glue (first aid medicine) in the game released by Kapiao (Capcom) and the glue (first aid medicine) in Resident Evil.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

On the side, the speed of the two of them was so fast that they could not be seen by the naked eye. Dagger scratches appeared on Xia Mo's body from time to time, while Zhao Zhukong was still attacking madly.

"Tsk, I remember Moyan once introduced the Demon Team... a team made up of replicas."

Looking at the deadly dagger held by the young man who looked exactly like himself, Xia Mo frowned: "You actually copied me into it? Why?"

Zhao Yingkong, who seemed to be waking up, was placed in a relatively safe place, and he used the dead energy to set up a protection. Xia Mo held the samurai sword formed by the dead energy in his hand.

"Hehe...that's really interesting."

Turning sideways to avoid the pitch-black blade, Zhao Yingkong smiled softly as she watched a strand of her long hair being chopped off.

A few small metal balls slipped out of his sleeve.

The duplicate body Xia Mo was taken aback, and stretched out his hands almost without hesitation, and the thick dead energy around him immediately gathered to wrap these few metal balls.

- Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and then several muffled sounds erupted.

puff!

The sharp dagger pierced through Xia Mo's chest, even destroying his heart.

"Goodbye, hehe."

With a smile on his crazy face, Zhao Zhukong gently pulled out the dagger inserted into Xia Mo's chest.

boom!

Blocking the samurai sword that was cutting towards him with his backhand, Zhao Zhukong appeared in front of Xia Mo with an extremely strange movement.

The pupils constricted, and Xia Mo wanted to condense the barrier.

However, streaks of cold light streaked across his limbs.

puff!puff!puff!

It was not pierced through the heart like the previous replica Xia Mo, Xia Mo's limbs were abolished by Zhao Zhukong, and a lot of blood gushed out from his severed veins.

"Okay, the clown has also left, and the audience is here."

There was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Zhukong, who was playing with the dagger, looked at Zhao Yingkong, who had woken up, and his eyes almost widened: "Little Apple, next, it's time for brother and sister friendship~"

"Zhao Zhukong!!!"

Shouted angrily, but Zhao Yingkong discovered with some despair that she was completely unable to move now. .

It wasn't because Xia Mo knocked her out before, but because of the few metal balls that Zhao Zhukong threw on the ground before.

There is not only an explosion, but also some kind of deadly gas.

Of course, this gas does not kill people, but paralyzes the body for a long time.

"Long time no see, my lovely little apple."

Walking in front of Zhao Yingkong, looking at the girl's cute childlike face, Zhao Zhukong smiled evilly and said, "After waiting for so long, it's finally time to pick."

The exquisite appearance was almost distorted by anger, Zhao Yingkong stared at Zhao Zhukong who was walking towards her step by step.

Slowly raised the dagger in his hand, the next moment, Zhao Zhukong stabbed it almost without hesitation.

boom!

The dagger was blocked by an invisible barrier, and a blood-red figure rushed towards Zhao Zhukong.

It was Xia Mo, a duplicate body, with black air coming out of the pierced hole in his chest. On his face, the crimson Prajna mask looked extremely ferocious.

"Roar!"

Roaring, Zhao Zhukong was slapped flying by the pitch-black ghost claws transformed from death energy.

Staring blankly at the scene in front of her, Zhao Yingkong was a little lost.

"Roar!"

Once again, he pounced on Zhao Zhukong, and the pitch-black evil spirit behind Xia Mo's clone waved his sharp black claws.

boom!

The harsh sound of metal rubbing.

"Have you turned into a simple beast? Hehe."

The duplicate Xia Mo in front of him gave Zhao Zhukong the illusion of being extremely dangerous.

However, he is now at the fourth level of gene lock!

boom!

The sharp dagger pierced through the dark claws, and the clone Xia Mo raised his hand to hold the black katana in the void.

Click!

The dagger in Zhao Zhukong's hand was chopped off by Xia Mo's black knife, and the black blade pointed directly at his chest.

"Ha ha......"

With a flash of his figure, Zhao Zhukong turned into five mirror images, easily dodging the fatal blow.

However, the pitch-black blade light cut off the five Zhao Zhukong directly.

puff!

The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh.

"It's really amazing, but only in this way can I prove my righteousness."

The chest was pierced by a pitch-black samurai sword. Looking at Zhao Yingkong who was not far away, Zhao Zhukong sneered and said, "Look, little apple."

"Look how I killed them."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Consciousness was swallowed by anger, and the scarlet red hideous ghost mask emerged, and endless power gushed out from Xia Mo's body.

However, just this is not enough!

Pure beast power will be easily killed by the opponent.

The authentic self still needs time to recover, so now only he can temporarily delay the time.