Chapter 653 653. Miss Mu, you are tempted into a trap!
Xia Feng was shocked when he saw Mu Qingtong and others showing their strength.
No, it’s not that outrageous!
Eighteen Miss Mu with the same strength as Mu Qingtong?
Who has ever done this?
Damn it!
As soon as Xia Feng felt the chill in his heart, he instantly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
With a slight thought, he disappeared from the spot in a flash!
“Sizzle!!”
Nine snake-shaped lightning bolts formed by purple lightning roared past the place where he disappeared. At the same time, two women in black dresses flashed out. They had identical cold and beautiful faces, and their silver hair flew wildly in the lightning.
Xia Feng appeared a hundred meters away, but he had no time to look back. At this moment, Mu Qingtong came towards him in the snow, full of murderous intent!
Xia Feng quickly hid in the Paladin space and continued to escape.
Then he discovered that the real Mu Qingtong was actually leaning against an icicle, watching the show leisurely.
"Miss Mu, you are a little too leisurely!"
"Mr. Xia, didn't you say you could easily beat me? Now's your chance."
The silver-haired woman smiled faintly and said, "Eighteen of me, should that be a small problem for you?"
"!" Xia Feng raised his eyebrows and turned directly towards her, ready to divert the blame.
But also at this time.
Eighteen vague figures appeared again in the depths of the fog.
What surprised both of them was that this time it was not Mu Qingtong.
But it’s Xia Feng!
Eighteen Xia Fengs in white robes looked indifferent, with six pale golden tails spread out behind them and golden light swirling around their bodies as they charged straight towards Mu Qingtong.
"Hey~" Xia Feng stopped approaching Mu Qingtong and turned around and ran away, not forgetting to mock, "Miss Mu, are you scared~"
Whoosh——
But just as he finished speaking, the silver-haired woman who was lazily leaning against the icicle stroked her gold-rimmed glasses. The next moment, she had moved behind a "Xia Feng". The long sword in her hand suddenly shone with a cold light, and slid across a perfect semi-arc in the snowy and cold air.
Swish—Xia Feng’s heads flew into the sky.
Xia Feng's neck also shrank subconsciously.
Mu Qingtong looked at the long sword in his hand thoughtfully. Unlike 'Mu Qingtong and others', the realm of 'Xia Feng and others' fluctuated back and forth between apprentice spiritual masters and venerable masters, which was very strange.
As a result, she easily chopped off Xia Feng's head.
But honestly, I feel
not bad.
The silver-haired woman slowly raised her beautiful eyes and looked around at the 'Xia Fengs' who were still rushing towards her without knowing the consequences. The corners of her lips curled up into a slightly cruel, yet gentle smile.
“Crack—”
“Crack—crack—”
One after another, fresh heads flew into the sky, and fell down with the sound of scarlet and snow flakes, sinking into the white snow.
Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, and he cursed the perverted witch in his heart. At the same time, he quickly constructed a spirit particle deconstruction and covered his hands, forming a flame-red light stream and slapped it back suddenly.
Behind him, the two silver-haired women who were sneaking up on him were hit right between their eyebrows. Their bodies froze, and irregular light patterns appeared between their eyebrows. Bang—
The beautiful head disintegrated into a ray of light, and the body slowly fell into the snow.
[A-level Spirit Clothes: Photon Burial]
Previously, Xia Feng was frightened by the sudden appearance of so many "Mu Qingtong" and did not observe carefully for a while. Now he also discovered the weaknesses of "Mu Qingtong".
These fakes have been using B-level and C-level spiritual clothes to fight, and it seems that they cannot use A-level spiritual clothes, nor do they know Miss Mu's spiritual weapons.
That way, it would be much simpler.
Whoosh——
Three silver-haired women rushed towards them from four directions.
Purple-red lightning flashed at their fingertips, and they gathered together to form a larger whirlwind that vaguely resembled a roaring thunder dragon.
The power looks quite scary.
Xia Feng twisted his neck, and a knife flashing with blood appeared in his hand, and a slightly cruel and friendly smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Half a minute later.
The snow was littered with the headless corpses of women in black dresses.
Xia Feng put his right foot on the buttocks of a woman in a black dress whose front was stuck in the snow, and held the beautiful head with flying silver hair in his hand.
opposite.
At Mu Qingtong's feet, the ground was littered with tragic heads like ants crawling at her feet. Under her elegant black skirt, her right long leg was slightly raised with high heels, and she was also stepping on the back of a head, sinking deep into the snow.
At a distance of a hundred meters, the wind and snow hit me, and the coldness hit me in the face.
As their eyes met from afar, the black pupils and golden eyes narrowed at the same time.
Bang——the last Qingtong head in Xia Feng's hand was crushed by him.
These strange replicas suddenly disintegrated into light grey light and quickly floated away.
The two of them looked up at the same time, and the light of these spirit particles quickly dispersed, floating towards the direction of Black Moon City at the speed of light, and merged into the barrier light film of the majestic city.
Mu Qingtong said thoughtfully:
"It looks like an automatic defense mechanism of Black Moon City. Anyone who approaches a certain range of Black Moon City will be affected by this illusion, preventing outsiders from moving forward."
"I just don't know the specific operating mechanism. Why is your clone so weak, Mr. Xia?"
Sau——
Before the woman finished her quiet voice, the only thing left where Xia Feng was standing was the splattered snow mist and a vague human figure.
The afterimage flashed behind the woman in the black dress and slapped her hard—
“Bang!”
Under the graceful black skirt, the hips are surging.
Xia Feng turned and ran, his sarcastic smile echoing in the snowy and misty world. "Ms. Mu, who is strong and who is weak is not just a matter of words. You are so arrogant and conceited every day, which only makes you look not only arrogant but also ridiculously weak!"
Woman in black dress: "!!!!"
Under the snow, the world fell into silence.
The dark evil fire was like a cancer attached to the bones, burning the soul and scorching the nerves, instantly igniting into an endless purgatory that could burn the world. At this moment,
Mu Qingtong's first nerve was like an old guitar string, buzzing—and it broke instantly!
Ding~~~
Mu Qingtong slowly raised her cold little face hidden in the dark snow, fog and wind, and looked at the strange night sky with the black moon hanging in the west. She seemed to hear the clear and pleasant sound of a bell between heaven and earth.
The numbness in my buttocks still lingers.
But she didn't care. Her beautiful face remained calm. At this moment, the corners of her lips slowly curled up.
A slight smile with curved eyebrows.
sough--
She walked leisurely and slowly towards the direction where Mr. Xia fled.
Xia Feng did not flee from this place, but rushed directly into the wide-open ground gate barrier and entered the underground safe house.
The safe house is three kilometers above the ground, with a tunnel full of traps in the middle.
However, both Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong got the trap map given by Cha Naixue.
Cha Naixue didn't play any tricks, and Xia Feng quickly arrived inside the safe house.
The safe house is warmly decorated and looks like a small two-bedroom, one-living room household.
Fully furnished.
Cha Naixue and Jiang Qiu'e were not at home. The message said that they were following a Black Moon priest and would be back in a while.
In addition, Cha Naxue also mentioned that this safe house is actually a relic of God. In addition to having extremely strong defensive capabilities, it can also materialize the desired environmental scene according to the user's imagination.
Xia Feng thought for a moment, and the scenes of the living room, kitchen and bedroom around him faded away. In the flow of light, a luxurious room located in a high-rise building emerged.
This was the Bronze Building where Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong first went into deep battle.
He nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and looked quietly outside the door.
The battlefield is ready, Miss Mu, walk into the trap!
(End of this chapter)
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