Yes! This is the multiple shadow clone that Su Zimo drew in the gold random draw some time ago!

It took another 100,000 points to raise it to the pinnacle, and it can transform thousands of clones, but its strength will be greatly reduced, but it is more than enough to deal with them.

The amount of water in those so-called martial arts heroes is amazing, the grandmaster realm accounts for three-tenths, and the great grandmaster is also very few.

That's a hairy one!

"Kill!"

The aggrieved Guo Jing still shouted unyieldingly, relying on the strength of his great master at the peak to earn some face for his side.

Huang Rong also had to go up, who called him the brother Jing she loved, and her cultivation was the realm of the early stage of the great grandmaster.

Subsequently, Guo Jing took hundreds of martial arts heroes to try to break through from it, but unfortunately he was killed by Su Zimo's shadow clone and left no piece of armor!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Haojie Jia and getting 1000 points. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing Haojie B and getting 1000 points. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing ......"

"Ding! Congratulations ......"

“......”

Although the cultivation is not high, it is better than the large number, and the heads killed by Su Zimoying's clone are all turned into points and included in the bag.

And after they killed Su Zimo's shadow clone, they would turn into invisible air and disappear into the air.

The extremely witty Huang Rong took all of these into her eyes, as if she had guessed the probability, and analyzed that it was Su Zimo's real body while fighting!

"That's him!"

At this time, she saw a masked man, walking leisurely in the chaotic crowd, from time to time to dig back and forth, touching the yin very much.

"Falling Yin Divine Sword Palm!"

A coquettish voice sounded in Su Zimo's ears, and Su Zimo hurriedly gathered his mind, withdrew his control over the shadow clone, and dodged.

With an uproar, all the shadow clones present in an instant turned into air and disappeared completely.

Boom!

Although Su Zimo immediately dodged, he was still half a step slower, and the mask on his face was actually slapped out by her palm!

Huang Rong fixed her eyes and saw that what she revealed was a handsome man with a personable and gentle demeanor, about the same age as her!

Su Zimo raised his hand slightly, and the mask in the air was immediately sucked into his palm, and he looked at Huang Rong in surprise, he didn't expect that someone would be able to break his multiple shadow clone technique!

And that person is actually still a woman.

"You're so good, you actually broke my decision, and I suddenly changed my mind. ”

Su Zimo walked in front of Huang Rong in vain, rolled his eyes, raised her white chin, lowered his head to look at her, and smiled evilly.

Being touched by a strange man at such a sensitive part, Huang Rong immediately struggled away and glared at Su Zimo.

Su Zimo ignored her gaze, slowly lowered his hand, raised it again, and said indifferently: "Sword, get up!"

Sou!

In an instant, a thousand sharp swords were born!

And each sword is suspended above their heads, like the scythe of death, as long as the order is given, it will immediately cut through the chaos quickly, and everyone present will be cut under the sword, becoming the soul of the sword!

This immortal method is no longer within their reach, and Su Zimo's indifferent voice sounded again: "Sword, fall!"

Whoosh!

Yikes!

In an instant, there were a million possibilities, but those so-called martial arts heroes died under the sword one by one and became Su Zimo's soul under the sword.

Or, in other words, they changed their way and survived in Su Zimo's point slot.

"You...... You, you, you're a demon!" Guo Jing watched the people who knew him die in front of him with despair on their faces, and shouted at Su Zimo with cowardice and anger in his heart.

"Gross!"

This kind of shocking unilateral slaughter, this kind of extremely bloody scene at close range, Huang Rong had never seen it, and she couldn't help but start vomiting.

Seeing this, the faces of Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi instantly changed for more than ten years, and the previous spirit was long gone.

Ouyang Feng also looked at Su Zimo with respect and fear, but Su Zimo's eyes were unwavering and indifferent.

He didn't know that in his subconscious, other interfaces were like dreams, and he could be tortured and killed in large quantities at will!

And when he returned to Earth, a strong sense of reality and the shackles he had cultivated since childhood made him not kill easily.

If it weren't for their own strength, I'm afraid the plot would be different.

Now, there are only a few people present, namely Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and himself, a total of six people.

One moment there were hundreds of lives, the next moment it was like this!

"Now for you a choice, one: follow me and be my maid. Two: Watching a few of them die in front of you, give you three breaths, you choose!" Su Zimo slowly moved his eyes to look at Huang Rong, put on the mask again, and said.

"Rong'er!"

Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and Guo Jing spoke in unison.

Huang Rong looked at them nostalgically, with tears in her beautiful eyes, looked at Su Zimo who was wearing a mask, and nodded.

She knew that she had no choice but to choose one, otherwise she would have to watch her dearest person die, which she couldn't bear!

Su Zimo grabbed her hand with his big hand, but it was futile to let her keep struggling, and he took her hand and turned around to leave.

When Guo Jing saw this scene, his heart was suddenly cut like a knife, his face was like ashes, and his whole person collapsed.

"Wait!"

At this time, Hong Qigong suddenly appeared in front of Su Zimo, and Huang Yaoshi was behind Su Zimo.

"That's what you want, Eighteen Palms of the Dragon!Go die!" Hong Qigong danced with his hands, and his strong internal force turned into a golden dragon, and he angrily scolded Su Zimo.

And Huang Yaoshi behind him was shining with silver with his fingers, very powerful, pointing at Su Zimo's back, and shouting angrily: "Flick your fingers!"

"Master, I'm here to help you, descend the dragon eighteen palms!" At this time, Guo Jing also recovered his spirit, ran his palm, and blasted towards Su Zimo.

In the face of this front and back left attack, Su Zimo casually exchanged a powerful defensive talisman, and with a slight wave, it turned into a light curtain.

This light curtain easily resisted the peak stunts of Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi, as well as Guo Jing's moves.

Su Zimo sneered as he took out a sharp sword, and waved it at will, only to see the sword shadow instantly turn into three sword qi and slash towards the three of them.

"Poof!"

The three of them were instantly cut back several meters, and blood continued to flow from the corners of their mouths.

Su Zimo took Huang Rong and turned away again, while Ouyang Feng looked at Hong Qigong and the three of them in a complicated manner, and then turned to follow.

Just as Su Zimo was about to leave, Hong Qigong shouted again: "Wait! I'll give you the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, can you let me go?"

As he spoke, he took out a classical cheats book from his arms and threw it at Su Zimo.

In my heart, I was extremely remorseful, if I had listened to Huang Rong's words at the beginning, I wouldn't be like this now!