I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 653 653. Miss Mu, you are in the trap!

Xia Feng was shocked when he saw Mu Qingtong and the others showing their strength.

No, it's too outrageous!

Eighteen Miss Mu with the same strength as Mu Qingtong?

Who can do this?

Damn it!

Xia Feng just felt a chill in his heart, and instantly felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

With a slight thought, he flashed and disappeared from the spot!

"Zi La!!"

Nine snake-shaped lightning bolts formed by purple lightning roared past the place where he disappeared, and at the same time, two women in black dresses flashed out, with the same cold and beautiful little faces, and silver hair flying wildly in the lightning.

Xia Feng appeared a hundred meters away, but he had no time to look back. At this moment, the other Mu Qingtongs came towards him on the snow at the same time, full of murderous intent!

Xia Feng quickly hid in the Paladin space and continued to escape.

Then he found that the genuine Mu Qingtong was actually leaning against an icicle, watching the show leisurely.

"Miss Mu, you are too relaxed!"

"Mr. Xia, didn't you say you could beat me easily? Now is your chance."

The silver-haired woman smiled and said, "Eighteen of me, should it be a small problem for you?"

"!" Xia Feng raised his eyebrows and rushed towards her, ready to divert the trouble.

But 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.

It was Xia Feng!

Eighteen Xia Fengs in white robes looked indifferent, with pale golden six tails spread out behind them, and golden light lingering all over their bodies, rushing straight towards Mu Qingtong.

"Hey~" Xia Feng no longer approached Mu Qingtong, turned around and ran away, not forgetting to taunt, "Miss Mu, are you scared~"

Swoosh--

But just as he finished speaking, the silver-haired woman who was lazily leaning against the icicle stroked her gold-rimmed glasses, and the next moment, she had moved behind a 'Xia Feng', the long knife in her hand flashed with cold light, and slid a perfect half arc in the cold air of snow.

Swoosh--'Xia Feng's head flew into the sky.

Xia Feng's neck also shrank subconsciously.

Mu Qingtong looked at the long knife in her hand thoughtfully. Unlike 'Mu Qingtong', the realm of 'Xia Feng' fluctuated between apprentice spiritual masters and venerables, which was very strange.

As a result, she easily chopped off a Xia Feng's head.

But to be honest, it felt

not bad.

The silver-haired woman slowly raised her beautiful eyes, looked around at the 'Xia Feng's' who continued to rush over in all directions without knowing whether to live or die, and the corners of her lips curled up a slightly cruel but gentle smile.

"Crack——"

"Crack——Crack——"

One after another, fresh heads flew into the sky, and fell with 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 to cover his hands, forming a flame-red light stream and slapped it back.

Behind him, the two silver-haired women who attacked him were hit in the middle of their eyebrows, and their bodies stagnated. Irregular light patterns cracked in their eyebrows, and bang——

The beautiful heads turned into rosy clouds and disintegrated, and the bodies slowly fell into the snow.

[A-level Spirit Clothes·Photon Burial]

Before, Xia Feng was frightened by the sudden appearance of so many "Mu Qingtongs". He didn't observe carefully for a while, but now he also found the weaknesses of "Mu Qingtongs".

These fakes have been using B-level and C-level spirit clothes to fight, and they don't seem to use A-level spirit clothes or Miss Mu's spirit weapons.

In this way, it will be much simpler.

Whoosh--

Three silver-haired women rushed in from four directions.

Purple-red lightning flashed on their fingertips, and they gathered together to form a larger wind roll with a faint roar of thunder dragon.

The power looked quite scary.

Xia Feng twisted his neck, and the blood-shining knife in his hand emerged, and a slightly cruel and friendly smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Half a minute later.

The snow was full of headless bodies of women in black skirts.

Xia Feng stepped on the buttocks of a woman in a black skirt who was stuck in the snow with his right foot, and held the beautiful head with flying silver hair in his hand.

Opposite.

At Mu Qingtong's feet, the tragic heads all over the ground were like ants crawling at her feet. Under her elegant black skirt, her right long leg with high heels slightly raised, also stepped on the back of a head, deep in the snow.

A hundred meters away, the wind and snow hit people, and the coldness hit their faces.

As the four eyes looked at each other from a distance, the black pupils and golden eyes narrowed at the same time.

Bang——As Xia Feng crushed the last Qingtong head in his hand.

These strange replicas suddenly disintegrated into light gray spiritual light and quickly floated into the air.

The two looked up at the same time, and these spiritual light quickly dispersed, drifting 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 and prevent outsiders from moving forward."

"I just don't know the specific operating mechanism. Why is Mr. Xia's replica so weak."

Sss——

Before the woman's voice fell, the place where Xia Feng stood was left with only the splashing snow mist and a vague human figure.

The afterimage flashed behind the woman in the black skirt and slapped her hard——

"Pah——!"

Under the graceful black skirt, the hips surged.

Xia Feng turned and ran, with a sarcastic smile echoing in the snowy and foggy world, "Ms. Mu, who is strong and who is weak is not just a matter of words. You are so arrogant every day, which only makes you look not only arrogant but also ridiculously weak!"

Woman in black dress: "!!!!"

Under the snowy sky, the world fell into silence.

The dark evil fire is like gangrene attached to the bones, burning the soul and scorching the nerves, and instantly burns into an endless purgatory that can burn the world. At this moment -

Mu Qingtong's first nerve was like an old piano string, buzzing - instantly broken!

Ding~~~

Mu Qingtong's cold little face hidden in the dark snow and mist wind slowly raised her face and looked at the strange night sky with the black moon hanging in the west. She seemed to hear the clear and sweet ringing sound between heaven and earth.

The numbness in my buttocks is still lingering.

But she didn't care. Her beautiful little face was always calm. At this moment, the corners of her lips were slowly raised.

The eyebrows are curved into a slight smile.

sough--

She walked leisurely and slowly towards the direction where Mr. Xia escaped.

Xia Feng did not escape from this place, but rushed directly into the wide-open underground gate barrier and entered the underground safe house.

The safe house is three thousand meters 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.

Chana Xue didn't play any tricks, and Xia Feng quickly arrived inside the safe house.

The safe house is very warmly furnished and looks like a small house with two bedrooms and one living room.

Fully furnished.

Chan Naixue and Jiang Qiu'e were not at home. The summons stated that they were following a Black Moon priest and would have to return in a while.

In addition, Chana Yuki also mentioned that this safe house is actually a relic of the gods. In addition to being extremely defensive, it can also embody the desired environment according to the user's imagination.

Xia Feng thought for a moment, and the surrounding scenes of living rooms, kitchens, and bedrooms faded away, and a luxurious room in a high-rise building appeared in the brilliance.

This is the Bronze Building where Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong went into an "in-depth battle" for the first time.

He nodded with satisfaction, turned back and looked outside the door quietly.

The battlefield is ready, Miss Mu, please enter the urn!