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Su Ming's path is to make the whole people strong, and the whole people to cultivate, so that everyone can be strong, is his way.

It's not about taking shortcuts, it's about reaching perfection step by step through hard cultivation.

Both want to lead to the path of the strong, a quest that consumes endless resources, countless money, endless resources, and endless creatures.

One is to spend a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, and through their own cultivation, they change their lives against the sky, two extremes.

Chuck harms others and self-interest, hurts nature and reason, just for his own strength.

Su Ming is not like this, for the Chinese people's way of survival, strengthen themselves at the same time, and drive everyone to be strong.

In stark contrast, the path taken in the future is also completely different.

"You and I are different, if you don't conspire with each other, you're still dead. At the very least, countless people will rest in peace!"

Su Ming thought about it and said directly.

As he spoke, he strode forward, the Evil Breaking Sword in his hand was suspended, dotted with a faint circle of light, and he could burst out with a powerful blow at any time.

Shi Zhu's attention was all focused on the three perfect robots at the door, and the killing intent on his body was faint, just waiting for the order to kill them immediately.

"Alas, what a good body, there is no possibility of research!"

At this moment, the door facing the cultivation tank not far from quietly slid open, and a perfect body appeared inside, and he spoke.

"Yes, it's a shame that I can't study **. But I think it can be subdued, it should be possible!"

Not just one, but many people who came out of the trail, all talking, as if discussing with each other, as if determining a result.

"Not just one, there are many behind, powerful flying swords, mysterious flights, there will always be many magical characters in Huaxia!"

"The formation a long time ago created a new mode of protection, and the Gu poison not long ago surprised us even more, and we almost all died!"

"I think there are more magical methods, and Su Ming is the best research object!"

Looks, figures, movements, almost identical people, all spoke in Chuck's voice, and a total of more than thirty people walked in, chattering together.

With such a scene, Shi Zhu was completely stunned, he had never seen such a strange scene.

Su Ming was not stunned, and guessed that it should be cloning technology, creating countless versions of himself, with different thoughts, appearance, muscles, and diseases.

"Hahaha, let me show you the perfect combat bodies I have newly researched, hahaha, they are hard and powerful, you are the best tester!"

Just as they walked out, he slipped in front of Chuck's floating head.

My head is constantly fluttering, and I am full of confidence in my research.

"Hehe, it's just a pile of rotten meat, what is there to be proud of!

In the face of many clones, even the strongest research, Su Ming was not afraid, and with a movement of his arm, the Bauhinia Sword and the Evil Breaking Sword turned into two lightning bolts and rushed forward directly.

"Hahaha, it's really funny, a small broken sword, can it hurt me!"

Facing the flying Bauhinia Sword, the clone laughed wildly, his palm flew out, and a terrifying force suddenly gathered on it, and it fell heavily on the Bauhinia Sword.

"Whew!"

The terrifying force did not knock the Bauhinia Sword away, but four fingers flew out, only changing direction.

"What! I used alloy to add the genes of the gods and strong people to refine the flesh and blood, and this is the result?"

Thirty clones, all screaming in unison at this moment, their voices were exactly the same, and even their stunned expressions were exactly the same.

Looking at them is like looking at countless multi-faceted mirrors, ten twisted.

However, for Su Ming, there was no idea.

Two swords, one purple and one white, flew vertically and horizontally, almost attacking.

"the weapon!"

"Get a gun!"

"My long knife!"

"Don't grab my sword!"

Obviously they were all clones, but at this moment, they were like a pile of garbage, rushing to a row of weapon racks not far from the cultivation tank.

They figured it out that the weapons they had in their hands would always be the same, but the weapons they placed were different, and they actually scrambled for them, and Chuck was speechless when they saw it.

I almost used a robotic arm to rebuild them all.

It was a shame for him.

Su Ming didn't care what they were, the two swords in his hands exerted great power, and they kept killing the clones in the panic.

What made him unimaginable was that even if there was a wound on their necks and blood was constantly spurting out, they still turned a blind eye, did not die, and still grabbed weapons.

Some clones got the pistol and shot directly at Su Ming, but they felt that their wrists fell off and the guns were instantly shattered.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death! Is this your last thing to rely on? It's really an eye-opener for me!"

Although Shi Zhu saw that their bodies were not painful, the scene still felt very funny, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Su Ming couldn't help but laugh, he was just a bunch of garbage, but his body was indeed weirdly powerful.

"I'm going to kill people, what a mess!"

Chuck looked at the scene of the commotion, and when he heard the ridicule of the stone pillar, the whole person was about to go crazy and yelled angrily.

"What are you screaming! You're awesome, believe it or not I'll shoot you in the head!"

"Get out of the way, Lao Tzu is also Chuck, everything you will do, I will, I still have a body!"

"Don't mess with me, kill!"

Chuck's words didn't have the slightest effect, but were ridiculed by many clones!

At that moment, Su Ming and Shi Zhu laughed wildly, there were many clones, and it didn't seem to be a good thing, and they didn't have a unified voice at all.

Taking this opportunity, Su Ming used two divine swords to cut ten Chuck clones into pieces of minced flesh.

Even so, half of his head was still screaming.

The remaining clones knew something was wrong, and they took up their weapons and rushed towards the two men.

"Kill, my companion, only I can kill!"

"Kill so many of my companions, give me death!"

"You two biaozi, give me my life!"

Almost instantly, they raised their weapons and rushed over with shouts and shouts, like a pile of garbage, disorganized and chaotic.

"Kill!"

Su Ming roared suddenly, and his twin swords were vertical and horizontal, like two unimaginable lightning bolts, cutting off several weapons of the people who rushed over in an instant.

After all, his is a spiritual weapon, which is more powerful and sharp, which is not comparable to Ou Tong and Shen Bing.

"Impossible, I have studied many ancient weapons, this is after smelting, participating in the extraterritorial meteorite, specially built, how can it be so vulnerable!"

When Chuck saw such a scene, he was even more speechless and shouted loudly.

"Fire Dragon, Golden Dragon, Earth Dragon!

They have a powerful body, but they have a very poor sense of battle, and when their weapons are broken, they will be surprised for a long time and talk nonsense.

Such a great opportunity made Su Ming come to his senses and roar suddenly.

In an instant, in front of the twenty clones, a fire dragon, a golden dragon, and an earth dragon converged.

Each is thirty meters long, lifelike, with teeth and claws.

"Roar!"

With the sound of the dragon's groan, the three dragons rushed towards the twenty people together like cold machines.

"Kill!"

At this moment, the stone pillar was behind him, and suddenly roared.

(End of chapter)

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