My doppelganger drama

As soon as Wan Yi finished cooking, he felt another sharp pain, as if someone was drilling into his head with a drill.

"That's almost it."

"Someone is coming to blow up the group, right?"

There was a lot of noise in his head, but Wan Yi was not affected at all except for the pain, and he felt that it was most likely caused by the noise. He turned around and looked around, but he couldn't find the location of the attacker.

Just then, the goat walked slowly out of the yard.

"Hmph." Then he snorted.

A special wave rippled, and suddenly a vague figure was gradually outlined in a position in the field. Finally, a skinny humanoid creature appeared there. The head had no facial features, but white tentacles for sucking brain marrow stretched out from the brain. squirming.

Following it was a thin and gloomy man with dark circles under his eyes several times heavier than Wan Yi's. He was also dressed in loose clothes and all black. He held a wand in one hand and stared directly at Wan Yi.

"Hello, Mr. Wan Yi."

"Do I know you?"

The other party showed a sinister smile: "It seems that I still haven't impressed you enough. It's normal, because I was still a little guy at the beginning..."

A streak of bloody sword energy flashed across, the man was still talking, and he quickly raised his wand when he was attacked.

Keng!

He backed away continuously, and a trace of blood appeared on his pale face. Of course, it was not the color that symbolizes health.

"I'm fucking talking!"

"I don't even know you, why should I listen to you?"

"Fake! Die for me! I will capture your soul and torture it hundreds or thousands of times!" He directly raised the wand, and the crystal white energy gathered on the wand, sending out a ray towards Wan Yi.

Wan Yi raised his knife to block it: "With all due respect, brother, you may be a little tired."

"Meow!"

"Mr. Mask, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Meow!"

"Dizziness? Nausea? Okay..."

Wan Yibie opened his knife and dodged the beam sideways.

The other party refused to give in, and retracted the wand to gather energy again. This time, the hands of the Soul Eater beside him also began to condense the same white light.

Finally, the soul-eating monster's light and the man's light bloomed together, forming a thick beam of light that rushed towards Wan Yi.

Bang!

Invisible fluctuations spread, and a large amount of dust floated around and covered Wan Yi's figure.

"The network connection is unstable. Users please check whether the network connection is smooth."

"The server is under attack!"

The clones said, feeling the slight shaking sensation spreading through their brains.

It's almost like shaking your head twice.

The smoke dispersed, and Wan Yi rushed directly in front of the man and the Soul Eater.

"How is that possible! The most powerful soul-eating crushing curse is useless!" The man looked at Wan Yi in shock, watching helplessly as the transparent blade outlined a bloody outline and came towards his head.

The Soul Eater quickly took action to block the blow for him, blocking the blade with his thin but slender fingers.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the soul-eating monster and the man were hacked away by Wan Yi.

"Zizzizi..." The soul-eating monster made a strange cry.

The man confessed after hearing the statement: "His soul and will are indestructible... I can't believe it, but your words are very convincing." He stood up from the ground and tore open the black robe on his body, revealing the lower part that did not match his thin face. of strong fitness.

The black tights wrapped around his bulging muscles, and you could tell visually that this was not fake.

"The power of the spirit can change the body!" He chanted a spell in his mouth, and white mist rose up from his body, thin but clinging to his body, making him stronger and more powerful.

"The spell that uses the power of the plundered soul to bless the body, the special spell of the soul-eating monster." The goat walked leisurely through the gunfire and said to Wan Yi.

As the words fell, the Soul Eater's thin body also changed.

Except for the curious and disgusting head, which was still the same, the body below the neck suddenly became stronger and stronger, and the gray body showed violence on the physical level.

"Quite handsome." Wan Yi was a little envious.

It would be great if he could sacrifice his clone's spirit in exchange for physical strength.

Even if it's temporary.

"Is it okay to keep this kind of thing in mind?"

"He really meant it."

"In my heart I am in the group."

"Ah, that's true."

The clone's complaints are never absent.

"Let me fight alongside you, Wan Yi." Mr. Yang said, shaking his head.

"Old man, you'd better rest, I can do it alone." Wan Yi said, swinging his knife.

"After all, it's my entrustment. I can't bear it if I don't do anything."

As he spoke, a magic circle appeared under the sheep's feet.

That's right, the magic circle!

"Aren't you a zodiac sign!?" Wan Yi said in shock.

"Erudition does not distinguish between things." As he said this, the magic circle changed from white to blood red, and then to black. A smell of sulfur wafted out, and magma flowed out of the magic circle and engulfed Yang Ye's body.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Bang!

The magma explodes!

The fur was pitch black, and the front hooves turned into sharp claws. The body stood upright and became more like a human shape. It also turned into a perfect inverted triangle figure, with kinked muscles. The ferocious flesh wings on its back spread out, blowing the wind of hell.

"Drink..." The sheep's mouth opened slightly, spitting out steaming hot air, and the sharp teeth in its lips were vaguely visible.

"demon?!"

"I'm quite satisfied with this look." The black goat demon grabbed the wrist with one hand and made a standard bodybuilding posture, and his powerful voice had a hint of ethereal echo.

The style of painting changes.

Except for these four words, Wan Yi can't think of anything to describe Yang Ye's change.

What should I do if the opponent is stronger than here? Then become more majestic than the opponent!

But Wan Yi accepted it quickly. As we all know, Wan Yi can clone himself. It is normal for Wei Yang, a strange creature with erudite knowledge from the East, to master some of the transformations of the black goat demon next door.

However, Wan Yi accepted it quickly, and the combination of the man and the Soul Eater in front of him was a little blinded by this scene.

The main reason is that the aura of hell on this black goat demon is too authentic.

I don’t believe it if I say it’s an imitation!

"Don't be dazed." Wan Yi swung the cat knife, and this time a dark substance began to flow from it.

Dreadblade mode activated.

Everyone present has played with the transformation, so Wan Yi just decided to cut out the color of the knife.

Immediately afterwards, he approached the man and the Soul Eater and quickly swung his knife.

The man reacted quickly, turned the handle of the wand, and the main part of the wand turned over, instantly turning into a short sword and then faced Wan Yi.

Stab!

Sparks burst out between the blades, and Wan Yi noticed that the opponent's power seemed to be higher than his own.

"Mr. Mask, eat more, how can I make you hungry?"

"Meow~."

Mr. Mask said that I was working very hard to eat, so don’t rush me.

In the past, I was hungry every day and would be criticized by others for every bite I took. But as soon as I turned around, I started to be criticized for eating too slowly, which made the cat cry.

Eat with tears in your eyes.

The Soul Eater was about to reach out and punch Wan Yi to help his contractor, but then he heard a whistling sound approaching quickly.

Mr. Sheep is here!

Two fists that were bigger than the Soul Eater's head without tentacles merged and struck it directly on the head.

The Soul Eater didn't dare to fight and retreated directly.

boom!

Yang Ye stopped in time, but the hunting fist wind still caused fine cracks to appear on the surrounding ground.

The Soul Eater took the opportunity to slap Ye Yang on the chest.

"Didn't you eat, young man?" Mr. Yang shook his chest muscles, opened the opponent's fist, and punched the Soul Eater in the face.

"Zizzizi..." The soul-eating monster was stunned for a moment, but when it reacted, it had already been pulled back.

"Are muscles grown in vain?" Another punch knocked the Soul Eater to the ground.

The soul-eating monster quickly released its spell, and the swaying white light drew trails like meteors and tilted towards Yang Ye, and then reluctantly forced Yang Ye back.

Wan Yi's side was affected and he chose to avoid it, but the man in front of him seized the opportunity and fired out his wand one after another, hitting Wan Yi with rays one after another.

Wan Yi specifically took the Maomao Knife away and ate these attacks with his own body.

Mr. Mask cannot tolerate mental attacks, and Wan Yi can eat mental attacks at will. How could there be such a clever combination in the world?

After the wave of firepower passed, Wan Yi stepped forward again with his knife.

As the slashing progressed, Wan Yi's thinking gradually broke free from the ancient experience.

He is invincible with the Cat Cat Knife. As long as he has enough clone reserves, he can do whatever he wants. The most suitable method for him is undoubtedly the exchange of blood.

But Wan Yi's current fighting experience is all learned from Fukong.

What Fukong pursues is to inflict the least amount of injuries on himself and make the opponent miserable, and his skills are very exquisite.

Even though Wan Yi knows that he has no health bar now, he will still resist or dodge when faced with attacks. This is the influence of his long-term experience and body instinct.

Fortunately, he has gradually started to get used to it.

Now that I'm used to it...

"Then you're useless."

Wan Yi said suddenly.

Facing Wan Yi's increasingly crazier slashes, the man who was already struggling and sweating profusely was stunned for a moment.

Then Wan Yi held the handle of the knife with both hands, and used a posture full of flaws but using the strength of his whole body to perform the crisp New Year's Knife technique.

The man raised his wand...

Keng!

The man gritted his teeth, feeling that his hand was numb, and the wand almost fell out of his hand under this blow.

He was already in a trance at this time. After the knife began to flow with a black and ominous aura, he felt that he was afraid for some reason after being rubbed a few times.

It must be some weird power!

Then before his eyes, the knife was raised again.

The man chanted a spell quickly, and the sharp tip of the wand suddenly extended and stabbed Wan Yi's chest with the power of his soul.

Wan Yi didn't care at all and swung the butcher knife again.

One of the Soul Eater's tentacles suddenly swung down and knocked Wan Yi away.

The man took a deep breath, as if clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.

There is no doubt that without the help of the Soul Eater, he would have been cut in half, symmetrically.

The Soul Eater itself was not feeling well, but it also tried its best to save the contractor's life.

It's very contractual.

But the spirit of contract cannot save itself.

The magic circle in Yang Ye's hand flashed and he grabbed a big sword made of lava, burning the Soul Eater's soul with incomparable heat.

The man and the Soul Eater communicated through the contract and instantly understood what to do next.

"Retreat!" he shouted.

Yang Ye and Wan Yi held back their two key points, and the firepower present was not enough to destroy the protection of the medical center. The other mystics under the Soul Eater were chased away by a little bird and two silly mysterious novices.

This battle cannot be fought!

The Soul Eater suddenly stabbed his chest with both hands and violently opened his chest.

In its chest, countless soul powers spurt out to the outside world along with ear-piercing howls.

When Yang Ye saw this, he immediately put away his lava sword, clasped his hands together, and recited Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, transforming the miserable soul into heaven.

The black goat demon is reciting Buddhist sutras to save the souls of the dead.

How could Wan Yi have such a dream?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man and the Soul Eater quickly ran away and retreated.

After Yang Ye calmed down all the wails in his soul, he and Wan Yi watched the big one and the small one gradually receding.

"Wan Yi, I will cooperate with you and cast the spell."

"Okay." Wan Yi replied lightly, flicked the knife and held it upright.

The scarlet inverted pentagram sign also appeared in Yangye's eyes.

Fear curse, detonate.

The escaping man and the Soul Eater were all stunned, and their escaping footsteps stopped at the same time.

"Zizzizi——" The Soul Eater's body trembled violently, and the frequency of the tentacles on its head squirming showed its violent mood swings.

The man even let out a horrible scream, as if he had seen something huge and terrifying.

The next moment, in the fierce reaction between the two, they exploded.

The man turned into useless flesh and blood and fell to the ground. Only the horrified expression that split in half remained.

The Soul Eater was directly exploded into several shriveled pieces, leaving its white tentacles still slowly squirming, but only the last bit of reaction remained.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Wan Yida said.

"Well, it's a pleasure to cooperate." Mr. Yang, who still maintained his devilish posture, touched his beard and nodded with satisfaction.