Chapter 722: Fierce Battle... Incident
"Zhuo Luo, Han Fan, Tang Bixin, protect your companions, especially Fei'er and Panpan who have turned into zombies." Meng Xiang said solemnly.
“Meng Xiang, I’ve already told you, they are weird-looking, they are monsters…” Gu Panpan wanted to curse, but Zhuo Luo had already stuffed a piece of snow into her little mouth, then picked up the remains of the two and retreated with his companions.
"Ka... Boom..." In a microsecond, Meng Xiang had already attacked. The Sky Crystal shook like a giant sword. The silver-white sword light enveloped the five clones in an instant.
A large-scale tearing attack, and Meng Xiang used his strongest power to launch the initial stage of spiritual gathering. The power was so strong that it shook the heavens and the earth.
The space was emitting layers of ripples, and as the ripples spread, the ice and snow evaporated. Even with a B-level defense, it could not withstand the energy fluctuations of Meng Xiang's atomic-level attack.
"Boom!" The ice surface cracked, shattered, and exploded into nothingness. The armor on the replica body, superimposed with the B-level defense, became a double A-level defense. Even if it was a large-scale atomic tearing attack, they could resist it temporarily, and then...
5 clones burst out with initial spiritual gathering at the same time.
The tremendous energy fluctuations, the sharp atomic-level attacks, the entanglement and interweaving of spiritual energy caused the space in the entire area to be irreversibly distorted, layer upon layer, forming layers of wave shapes in the void that could never be restored to a flat surface.
The power of six people launching the initial spiritual gathering at the same time is so terrifying that even the void is almost shattered. This power, especially the instantaneous explosive power, can be compared with the potential lock level 5 strongman even if it is a clone, not to mention that Meng Xiang's instantaneous explosive power is even more beyond the potential lock level 5 strongman.
Han Fan, Zhuo Luo and others had already rushed behind the iceberg, using the iceberg's B-level defense as a protective wall. At the same time, they each deployed their own means of defense to avoid being affected.
"Pah, pah, pah..." 5 blue lights shot out from Meng Xiang's attack and flew into the air. The clone that activated the primary spiritual gathering, with double A-level defense and powerful instantaneous explosive power, tore through Meng Xiang's large-scale atomic tearing attack and escaped.
A strong wind suddenly blew away the clouds in the sky, revealing the blue sky.
Meng Xiang would never let them escape so easily. He had already seen through the weakness of the clone and was sure of victory.
The power of the replica is strong, and it is controlled by one person, so there will be no blind spots. The power reaches the effect of 1+1=2. According to Meng Xiang's strength, it is impossible to kill them all within the 20-second limit of the initial spiritual gathering. However, the replica cannot be demonized, and the physique cannot withstand the backlash of the spiritual gathering and atomic-level attack power. After 7 or 8 seconds, they will fall.
In other words, Meng Xiang had to force them to burst out with the initial spiritual gathering to escape. After enduring 7 or 8 seconds, the clones would naturally collapse.
How terrifying is the power and speed of the initial spiritual gathering? Six groups of blue light chased each other in the sky, and stripes of energy intertwined appeared in the space, which lasted for a long time. They were no longer energy ripples, but spatial distortions, with waves rising and falling.
"Boom!" Meng Xiang chopped one of the clones into nothingness with a sword. His instantaneous explosive power was extremely strong. Even with double A-level defense, they could not withstand his attack.
However, when Meng Xiang attacked with all his strength, a blind spot appeared behind him and the clone unexpectedly shot out a spiritual bullet.
The spirit bullet was a special move that consumed the most energy and had the most severe backlash. When the clone threw the spirit bullet, its body immediately disintegrated into a pile of blood and debris, falling onto the ice along with the armor.
Meng Xiang certainly did not dare to underestimate the spiritual bullets thrown by the clones that activated the initial spiritual projection. He did not flee or give in, because through his subtle insight, he had already sensed that there were clones approaching the three blind spots outside him.
"Hah!" Meng Xiang put all his strength into it and punched out with a large-scale atomic tearing attack, which disintegrated the power of the entire spirit bullet. Then he turned sideways, using the force to push the weakened spirit bullet past Meng Xiang's body, slightly changed direction, and hit the other clone who was flying towards him.
"Boom..." The energy fluctuations turned into an energy hurricane that swept outward. Even Fang Ru and others who were hiding behind an iceberg in the distance felt the iceberg tearing apart and peeling off layer by layer, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
The replica with double A-level defense was hit head-on by the spiritual bullet but did not fall. Meng Xiang took advantage of the sensation caused by the explosion and swung his sword back, blasting the replica that was hit by the spiritual bullet and was crumbling in mid-air into nothingness.
Of the five clones, three died within a few seconds. Although Meng Xiang seemed to be taking it lightly, he had actually tried his best and was even panting for breath.
Every move was a life-or-death struggle, every move was almost a large-scale tearing attack, and every blow was extremely dangerous. His skin had already cracked in the collision with the clone, especially the last time he risked his life to block the spiritual bullet and redirect the shooting direction, which not only caused Meng Xiang deep pain in his body, but also scraped off a layer of flesh on the side of his body that was grazed by the spiritual bullet.
The power of atomic-level attacks is terrifying. Although it can weaken "line" attacks, Meng Xiang is powerless against "surface" attacks like spirit bullets. Unless he breaks through to the fifth level of potential lock and uses range-based continuous energy unloading to resist, it is possible to resist spirit bullets head-on.
The other two clones looked at each other and suddenly flew in different directions. They did not activate the Spirit Gathering Technique, but instead used the "Shave" technique to run wildly on the ice and snow.
Meng Xiang couldn't let them escape. Each of the clones had the strength of the peak of the Deep Into the Microscopic Stage. Although they were wounded after launching the initial stage of spiritual gathering, their strength was also extraordinary. If they joined forces with other monsters to attack, Meng Xiang and Zhuo Luo would definitely not be able to protect their companions.
"Swoosh..." Meng Xiang flew forward like an arrow, chasing after one of the parties at a speed several times the speed of sound. Seeing that he was no longer in danger, the clone activated the initial stage of spiritual gathering again and punched Meng Xiang. Hundreds of scattered spiritual energy bullets came like hundreds of meteors hitting him.
"Get out!" Meng Xiang waved the Tianjing crystal and launched a large-scale atomic tearing attack, swallowing up the shotgun aura carrying atomic-level attacks one by one.
The clone resisted desperately, turned around, and attacked Meng Xiang without caring about his life.
Meng Xiang was desperate at this moment. He had to kill the clone in front of him as soon as possible and catch up with the other one. If his companion died because of his negligence, it would be his lifelong regret.
"Boom!" Within a few seconds, before the clone could be counterattacked by the power of the spiritual gathering, Meng Xiang chopped him into nothingness with a sword.
"There is another one." Meng Xiang tried his best to catch up, and the power of the initial stage of spiritual gathering was fully exerted. At a speed of three times the speed of sound, he caught up with the other clone within seconds.
"Die!" Meng Xiang punched down with a ten-meter atomic tearing range, covering the clone who was already at the end of his strength, unable to move. Even if he fought desperately, he could not escape the fate of having his flesh and blood evaporated.
Although the battle was short, only more than ten seconds, its intensity was unprecedented. The ripples in space circled around in space and lingered for a long time, forming a gorgeous scenery in the air.
"Everyone, are you okay?" Meng Xiang panted, flew over the ice and snow, and rushed behind the iceberg. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his companions were safe and sound.
"Meng Xiang, are your injuries serious?" Fang Ru asked worriedly.
"It's okay, my muscles are just torn, my skin is torn, and my energy is almost gone." Meng Xiang said jokingly, taking out a blood-boosting pill and a military ration pill from his space bag and swallowing them.
"Jiejuan, shoot the sacred arrow at Meng Xiang. There should be more than five clones like that. Although their number won't be too many, if I were them, I would definitely keep one or two clones to watch from the side, and wait until Meng Xiang's strength is depleted, and then defeat him in one fell swoop by means of a round-robin battle." Fang Ru looked solemn, and seemed to be very confident in this inference.
"It's possible. After all, the clone has all my memories and the same level of intelligence. If it were me, I would at least keep two clones watching from the side." Meng Xiang said worriedly. Five clones had already left him covered in wounds. If two or three more clones appeared, he would never be able to defeat them again.
Healing the injury must be done immediately.
"Meng Xiang, lie down with your chest open and take my arrow." Jie Juan pulled the magic bow, pulled the sacred arrow, and aimed at Meng Xiang's body.
“Hmm…Hmm…” Gu Panpan had not yet turned into a zombie. Her mouth was sealed and she could not speak. She could only twist her body and shake like a bug, making “pa pa” sounds.
"Swoosh..." A white arrow of light aimed at Meng Xiang's heart and shot over.
Meng Xiang couldn't remember how many times he had been baptized by the Holy Arrow, but he still remembered the feeling of the Holy Arrow. However, the Holy Arrow in front of him looked exactly the same as before on the surface, but he always felt that it was a little different.
"Why?" Many thoughts emerged in Meng Xiang's mind in a moment.
Mu Fei'er, Gu Panpan... turned into zombies. Mu Fei'er was willing to become a zombie without resistance, while Gu Panpan kept struggling and even said that Fang Ru, Zhuo Luo and others were assimilated by the monster...
Mu Fei'er and Gu Panpan's behavior perfectly reflects their personalities. Mu Fei'er is weak and obedient to Meng Xiang, while Gu Panpan is very stubborn, self-righteous, and arrogant. Now that they have been turned into zombies, they have not shown any abnormal behavior. Does that mean that they have not been assimilated
However, all signs indicate that Fang Ru and others could not have been assimilated by the monster, and Fang Shuren was even killed by the clone. If they had been assimilated, would such a farce have occurred
"Farce? If the director is Fang Ru, then this kind of farce is a means to lure me into the play?" Listening to Gu Panpan's noisy voice, Meng Xiang's heart trembled, and he instinctively turned sideways and moved a few centimeters.
With a hiss, the arrow of light shot straight in, passed through Meng Xiang's body, and came out from behind...
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