Infinite Shadow Clones, If I Find My True Form, I Will Lose!

Zhao Cheng immediately smashed the bowl at the shadow man and ran towards the side bedroom. Next to the bedside in the bedroom was his sword. If he could find the sword, he would still be able to fight.

Tang Gao was immersed in the situation, and his consciousness came into the shadow man's body. He felt that his own power and the power of the shadow man were perfectly superimposed, and he subconsciously dodged the opponent's throws.

"Whoosh!"

A strong wind flew past the shadow man's face, and even slightly scratched the shadow man's face, leaving a slender wound.

Tang Gao was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that a mid-level first-level cultivator could just throw an object with such terrifying force. If it hit the shadow man's head, it would definitely seriously injure the shadow man.

No, I can't make any mistakes. I have to fight with all my strength to kill the opponent.

It is necessary to find out what kind of cultivator the other party is.

Tang Gao rushed forward with a lunge. With the blessing of his body and twice the quality of an ordinary person, he could barely catch up with Zhao Cheng and cut him down with a chainsaw.

Zhao Cheng shouted loudly, his speed suddenly increased, he dodged to avoid the chop of the chainsaw, smashed the window and rushed into the house. With the light of hope in his eyes, he grabbed the sword placed on the bedside and was overjoyed: " Haha, you’re dead!”

After all, I am a mid-level first-level combat qi cultivator. Do you really think I am so easy to bully?

Zhao Cheng got the sword, his confidence greatly increased, he quickly turned around, looked at the shadow man rushing into the room, and laughed wildly.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Cheng gathered his fighting spirit, and the white sword light condensed on the sword, and struck the shadow man like lightning. The sword wind was fierce and powerful.

Tang Gao's scalp felt tight. For the first time, he felt the pressure of cultivators on ordinary people. He had the illusion that he would die if he couldn't handle it.

The chainsaw sounded, "Buzz, buzz!", directly blocking Zhao Cheng's sword light.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Cheng's sword passed through the sweep of the chainsaw like lightning, directly decapitating the shadow man.

The shadow man's head fell to the ground, and he looked at Zhao Cheng with a ferocious expression in confusion.

What can I say... When an amateur challenges someone who is a professional, the gap is indeed a bit big.

Zhao Cheng watched the shadow man in front of him being beheaded, his ferocious expression gradually softened, and he laughed.

"Made, you brat, you dare to challenge me with this little skill!"

The shadow man's body began to turn into jet-black light spots and dissipate in the air.

Tang Gao looked at the rampant Zhao Cheng in front of him and calmly selected the function key in front of him.

【Re-challenge】

…

Zhao Cheng squatted on the threshold of the kitchen, holding garlic noodles in his hand, looking blankly at the dancing lady in front of the mobile phone holder.

"...What's going on? Am I under an illusion?"

Was everything that just happened an illusion?

Zhao Cheng saw the shadows under the grape trellis in the yard begin to spread. A shadowy figure holding a chainsaw and wearing chili powder and lime powder on his waist and crotch walked out of the shadows step by step, like an endless loop of nightmares. .

Zhao Cheng's face instantly turned pale: "I'm done."

High-level illusion, this must be high-level illusion.

The shadow man stood in front of the grape trellis, with a murderous smile on his dark face.

Zhao Cheng's pupils shrank sharply, and traces of blood burst out. His survival instinct made him burst out with stronger strength. He threw the bowl in his hand towards the shadow man again, and ran desperately to the bedroom on the right. As long as he got the sword, he would There is hope of living!

Thirty seconds later.

Zhao Cheng beheaded the shadow man again, but his face was not happy at all. He watched helplessly as the shadow man on the ground dissipated little by little.

This time, the shadow man sustained two more moves, although it was only two moves.

However, it just took two more moves.

The scene in front of me once again returned to a familiar point. I was holding fragrant garlic noodles in my hand. On the phone screen on the phone holder in front of me, the familiar dancing girl was swaying with familiar movements.

Zhao Cheng looked desperately at the shadow under the grape trellis. The damn shadow man walked out of the shadow with cold steps like a cruel killer, with a familiar murderous smile on his face.

Zhao Cheng threw the dishes and chopsticks like crazy, rolled and crawled towards the window, inspired the fighting spirit in his body, smashed the window and rushed in. As long as he got the sword, he could survive!

As long as you go in that direction, you can...!

"Uh-huh!"

The chainsaw was thrown out like a sharp sword, directly cutting and breaking Zhao Cheng's right arm, making him unable to hold the sword anymore.

Zhao Cheng's eyes were red and bloodshot, he struggled to hold the sword with his left hand, turned around, his face was crazy and ferocious: "What do you want! What do you want! I have money, you let me go, I will give you the money !”

As long as you can escape from here, no matter what the cost!

The shadow man looked at him calmly and said in a calm voice: "When the people you killed begged for mercy, did you let them go?"

Zhao Cheng's face turned completely pale: "No! It's illegal for you to kill me! I will call the police! I will call the police and catch you! If you let me go, I won't hand you over!"

Tang Gao looked at him starting to go crazy, with a very peaceful smile on his face: "Don't worry, we have a lot of time...I am very happy to see that you can retain your memory."

Zhao Cheng went crazy, and regardless of the cost, he aroused his fighting spirit and struck with a sword: "Then we will die together! I don't believe you can survive..."

Tang Gao directly clicked to re-challenge, without giving the opponent a chance to chop him down.

Zhao Cheng sat on the threshold of the kitchen with warm garlic noodles, looking at the shadow man standing in front of the grape trellis with despair in his eyes.

This time, he didn't resist.

The bowl of garlic noodles in Zhao Cheng's hand shattered on the ground. He knelt on the ground, crying and kowtowing. A small hole was made in the ground: "Please, let me go, no matter what I pay." I am willing to accept any price!"

Tang Gao hummed a little tune and turned on the chainsaw. The buzzing sound was like a happy song: "We still have a lot of time~a lot of time~"

Zhao Cheng raised his head in despair, his eyes filled with despair and madness, and he shouted hoarsely: "Devil, I curse you to go to hell!"

Tang Gao hummed a tune and swung the chainsaw in his hand to behead him.

Blood splattered all over the body, the floor, and the wall, flowing and spreading along the body, walls, and ground.

The headless body fell at Tang Gao's feet.

Tang Gao looked at the two options that popped up. He didn't go to submit the results, but hummed a little tune and chose to challenge again.

"It's not fair, it's not fair enough."

Death is a gift to him.

Zhao Cheng sat on the threshold of the kitchen, his face turned white and blue with extreme fear, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were trembling, and his voice was trembling: "You... this... devil!"

Tang Gao fired the chainsaw and nodded in approval: "A little bit, but not much."

"Buzz buzz... sting!"