After all, even he couldn’t do this, and the replica didn’t answer because he really couldn’t do it.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been knocked away by the aftermath when the explosion just happened.

From a certain point of view, the personality of this replica is indeed quite similar to Su Mo’s. When meeting a strong opponent, it doesn’t matter what trump cards are hidden. He will directly attack and kill the opponent first, realizing the first meeting. Let’s kill first.

But this attack method also has strong drawbacks, because [Penetrating Deathly Flying Spear] requires all the strength of the whole body. Once the opponent catches the attack, the follow-up will not be fun.

Su Mo can play this way, after all, [King’s Treasure] is always his trump card, whether it is throwing weapons or taking out the healing fountain, he can recover.

But the opponent is obviously not good at it. Although the sacred tree is prefixed with God, it is not a god after all and cannot create the [King’s Treasure].

Being able to use that black energy to create a Noble Phantasm is already quite remarkable.

The replica naturally didn’t know what Su Mo was thinking. Now he was just angry, angry about why the other party hadn’t died yet!

With a pinch of one hand, the black energy wrapped around his body suddenly circled in his hand and finally condensed into a two-handed sword.

Seeing the Noble Phantasm in the other person’s hand, Su Mo nodded involuntarily. It was another familiar Noble Phantasm.

[Great Wind Sword].

He used this weapon often on Nathan Island, so it was normal for it to be copied and pasted.

In this case, he might as well play with the other person.

Then the genuine [Wind Sword] made its debut, and he held the sword on his shoulder.

He didn’t use [King’s Treasure] and didn’t bother to recover from his injuries, so he just played with the opponent with his seriously injured body.

Otherwise, the battle will probably end soon.

After all, the person in front of him is not very strong. Even Ma Xianhong can play with him in the Nasenwei and Su Mo teams.

If he really faced Su Mo in his heyday, he would have to crush the situation.

In any case, this is the limit of what a withered sacred tree can do.

After seeing the big sword in Su Mo’s hand, the replica was angrier than ever before, and he gritted his teeth.

“What do you mean?”

“Since you think you are genuine.” Su Mo said leisurely and contentedly: “Then let’s fight in the same way.”

“it is good!”

the replica said angrily.

Then he turned around and struck down directly with the [Great Wind Sword], and a huge wind blade as tall as a human was struck quickly.

However, when the wind blade was only halfway flying, it was defeated by the wind blade slashed by Su Mo.

Take this opportunity.

He quickly rushed to the replica with his big sword on his shoulder. The big sword broke through the wind and fell like a mountain bearing down on top.

[Wind Sword] is huge in size, and its size advantage means exaggerated destructive power and a terrifying sense of oppression.

The replica holds the sword with both hands and blocks directly.

When~

A sharp sound broke out, and the replica’s face suddenly turned to pain, and he wanted to release his weapon and cover his ears.

But under the pressure of death, he did not dare to let go.

On the other hand, Su Mo’s expression was calm, as if he was not affected by the sound at all.

This is normal. [The Great Wind Sword] is his favorite treasure. It has high lethality, strong destructive power, and low consumption.

As long as there is an opportunity, he will take out this weapon. This level of noise is heard not only every day, but at least often.

I have long been used to it.

“You, your power.”

The replica shouted out in disbelief: “Why are you so much better than me?”

“A mere fake!”

Seeing the replica whose power was suppressed by him and kept shouting, Su Mo frowned.

“You can’t be called inferior anymore, you’re just a half-finished product.”

The lack of [King’s Treasure] was normal. As a result, the other party didn’t even have [Dragon’s Furnace Heart], a treasure phantom that could enhance one’s strength and physical strength.

In addition, the opponent’s strength was extremely weak at this time, and he could not stop his slashing attack at all.

“What the hell are you talking about!”

The replica’s veins popped out, and its trembling hands kept exploding, trying to knock Su Mo’s sword away.

It’s a pity that he can’t do it at all. After all, he is just a replica with limited power and cannot reach the level of a perpetual motion machine.

That’s when.

The black energy wrapped around the surface of his body began to surge, and then poured into his body as if attracted by something.

On his naked upper body, ferocious blood vessels bulged out, and they would beat from time to time, but it didn’t take long for them to turn black.

at the same time.

Su Mo looked at the replica whose whole body seemed to be infected by black energy, and when the power fed back from the sword became stronger, he couldn’t help but sigh,

The dark version of Dragon’s Furnace Heart is here, but judging from the situation, the replica is probably gone.

If that’s the case, let’s make a quick decision!

Su Mo, who was originally holding the sword with one hand, also grasped the hilt of the sword with his other hand, followed by a loud shout.

The replica’s [Great Wind Sword] made of black energy shattered into a pile of black mist on the spot, and countless invisible small wind blades attacked, cutting the pile of mist into pieces.

The replica itself was easily split into two halves.

There was no blood spurting out, only black air spurting out in groups, and the left and right halves of the body did not fall down.

And replicas aren’t dead either.

He lowered his head blankly and looked at his body, lost in confusion.

This situation is obvious, it is definitely not a normal human body.

The replica naturally knew this, so it was stunned and confused, and its previous bad temper disappeared instantly.

The half-open mouths of both bodies spoke simultaneously.

“I?”

“Stop talking, you are just a copy.”

After giving the other party a correct understanding, Su Mo let out a breath.

Although it seems that he didn’t do anything, he broke the Kingdom of Heaven, destroyed the Holy Light Magic Array, and took over the [Spear of Penetrating Death Flying], so he is now a little exhausted.

“Am I a replica?”

The replica murmured to himself, “I am actually the replica.”

As if his heart was broken, he lowered his head and repeated his words. From time to time, he would glance at the [Storm Sword] in Su Mo’s hand.

“Oh, I forgot to mention, you are not just a copy.”

“I’m not just a copy?”

The replica was attracted by these words. The single eyes on both sides of the body stared blankly at Su Mo, anticipating the other party’s next words.

And Su Mo naturally saw the look in the replica’s eyes, so he said calmly.

“Yes, you are not just a copy, because you are an inferior half-finished copy!”

“Asshole!!!”

Faced with such words, the replica’s mood became extremely unstable.

But before he could finish his words, Su Mo pressed down the face that was split into two parts with one hand, and power surged out.

boom!

The replica hit the ground heavily, making a deep hole in the ground.

“Shenshu, don’t play such childish tricks. Don’t you really think that this kind of petty fight can solve me?”

“Stop joking, there will be consequences if you don’t take it seriously!”

This time, Su Mo did not talk to the replica, but to the missing sacred tree.

Chapter 219 Where did Su Mo go?

Su Mo easily defeated the inferior replica, and then he could easily talk to the missing sacred tree.

Just don’t come up with rubbish like replicas. It’s a waste of his time.

If you want to serve it, serve hard food!

If it doesn’t work, you, the chef, can come on stage, and Su Mo promises to take care of everything.

That’s the sentence.

As if a switch was turned on, the entire palace began to change drastically.

The first was the replica that was pressed to the ground and rubbed by Su Mo.

His whole body suddenly exploded, turning into black mist and blending into the earth.

As a result, the entire palace began to riot.

Huge cracks continued to appear on the ground, rubble began to fall from the walls of the palace, and the black energy that had dissipated before filled the entire palace again.

Su Mo stood in the middle, allowing the black energy to invade.

He could clearly feel every trace of black energy pouring into his body, and all kinds of negative emotions surged into his heart.

It was irritable, gloomy, even angry, so angry that he wanted to destroy everything he saw, including himself.

And as more black energy poured in, he seemed to hear many familiar voices.

“Die, die, I have been waiting for you in Shura Purgatory for a long time.”