I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 653. Miss Mu, please step into the trap!

Xia Feng was shocked when he saw Mu Qingtong and the others display their strength.

No way, is this really necessary?!

Eighteen Miss Mus with the same strength as Mu Qingtong?
Who can beat that?
Finish the calf!
The moment Xia Feng felt a chill run down his spine, he instantly felt a tingling, goosebump-like sensation on the back of his neck.

With a slight thought, he vanished from his spot in a flash!

"Zi la!!"

Nine serpentine bolts of purple lightning roared past the spot where he disappeared, and at the same time, two women in black dresses appeared, with identical cold and beautiful faces, their silver hair flying wildly in the lightning.

Xia Feng appeared a hundred meters away, but he didn't have time to turn around. At the same time, Mu Qingtong walked towards him through the snow, her killing intent palpable!
Xia Feng quickly concealed himself in the Holy Knight Space and continued his escape.

Then he discovered that the real Mu Qingtong was leaning against an ice pillar, leisurely watching the show.

"Miss Mu, aren't you being a little too leisurely?"

“Mr. Xia, didn’t you say you could easily beat me? Now’s your chance.”

The silver-haired woman chuckled softly, "Eighteen versions of myself should be a small problem for you, right?"

"!" Xia Feng raised an eyebrow and turned to rush towards her, intending to shift the blame.

However, it was also at this time.

Deep within the thick fog, eighteen indistinct figures reappeared.

To the surprise of both of them, it wasn't Mu Qingtong this time.

It was Xia Feng!

Eighteen Xia Fengs, dressed in white robes, stood indifferently, their pale golden tails unfurled behind them, their bodies shrouded in golden light as they charged straight at Mu Qingtong.

"Hey~" Xia Feng stopped approaching Mu Qingtong, turned and ran, not forgetting to taunt, "Miss Mu, scared yet~"

whoosh-

However, before he could finish speaking, the silver-haired woman, who had been lazily leaning against the icicle, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses. In the next instant, she teleported behind a 'Xia Feng', her long sword flashing with a cold light as it glided through the snowy, cold air in a perfect half-arc.

*Swoosh!* 'Xia Feng's' head flew into the sky.

Xia Feng's neck also shrank back subconsciously.

Mu Qingtong glanced thoughtfully at the long sword in her hand. Unlike the 'Mu Qingtongs', the 'Xia Fengs' were strangely fluctuating between the Apprentice Spirit Master and the Venerable.

This allowed her to easily chop off Xia Feng's head.

But to be honest, I feel
not bad.

The silver-haired woman slowly raised her beautiful eyes, surveying the 'Xia Fengs' who were recklessly charging in from all directions. A slightly cruel yet gentle smile appeared on her lips.

"Cha-"

"Snap—Snap—"

One after another, vibrant heads flew into the sky, falling with scarlet and snowflakes, sinking into the pure white snow.

Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, and he cursed the perverted witch in his heart. At the same time, he quickly constructed a spiritual particle deconstruction and covered his hands, forming a stream of fiery red light that he slammed backward.

Behind him, the two silver-haired women who were sneaking up on him were struck squarely between the eyebrows, their movements faltering, and irregular patterns of light cracked and split between their brows— *thud*

The beautiful head disintegrated into a radiant glow, and the body slowly collapsed into the snow.

[Rank A Spirit Robe - Photon Annihilation]

Previously, Xia Feng was so frightened by the sudden appearance of so many 'Mu Qingtongs' that he didn't observe them carefully. Now, he has also discovered the weaknesses of the 'Mu Qingtongs'.

These counterfeiters always use B-grade and C-grade spirit garments in combat, and it seems they would never use A-grade spirit garments or Miss Mu's spirit artifacts.

That would make things much simpler.

Whizzing--

Three silver-haired women rushed in from each of the four directions.

Crimson lightning flickered at their fingertips, converging to form a larger, faintly roaring vortex of lightning dragons.

Its imposing presence does look quite intimidating.

Xia Feng twisted his neck, revealing a blood-red dagger in his hand, and a slightly cruel yet friendly smile appeared on his lips. Half a minute later.

The snow was littered with the headless corpses of women in black dresses.

Xia Feng's right foot was planted on the buttocks of a woman in a black dress who was stuck in the snow, while he held the beautiful head with flying silver hair in his hand.

opposite.

At Mu Qingtong's feet, the gruesome heads scattered everywhere resembled ants crawling at her feet. Beneath her elegant black dress, her right long leg, with its high heel slightly raised, was also stepping on the back of a human head, sinking deep into the snow.

Just a hundred meters away, the wind and snow were biting, and the cold was biting.

As their eyes met from afar, their black pupils and golden eyes narrowed slightly at the same time.

Bang—Xia Feng crushed the last Qing Tong head in his hand.

These eerie clones instantly disintegrated into pale gray light, which quickly floated into the air.

The two looked up at the same time, and these spiritual light particles spread out rapidly, drifting towards Black Moon City at the speed of light, and merging into the barrier light membrane of the majestic city.

Mu Qingtong seemed lost in thought and said softly:
"It looks like an automatic defense mechanism of Black Moon City. Anyone who gets close to Black Moon City will be affected by this illusion, preventing outsiders from advancing."

"I just don't know the specific operating mechanism behind it. Why is Mr. Xia's replication ability so weak?"

Sa——

Before the woman finished speaking, all that remained where Xia Feng stood was a flurry of snow and a blurry human figure.

A blur of motion appeared behind the woman in the black dress, and a powerful slap landed—

"Snapped--!"

Beneath the alluring black dress, her hips rippled and undulated.

Xia Feng turned and ran, his mocking laugh echoing through the snowy, misty world. "Miss Mu, strength and weakness aren't just words. Your constant arrogance only makes you look not only presumptuous but also ridiculously weak!"

The woman in the black dress: "!!!!"

Under the snow, the world fell into silence.

The dark, malevolent flames, like a festering sore, burned the soul and seared the nerves, instantly igniting into an endless inferno capable of consuming heaven and earth—and at this very moment—

Mu Qingtong's first nerve snapped like an old, worn-out string, with a humming sound—in an instant!
ding~~~
Mu Qingtong slowly raised her cool, aloof face, hidden in the dark snow and mist, and gazed at the strange night sky where the black moon hung in the west. She seemed to hear a clear, melodious bell sound in the world.

The tingling sensation in my buttocks was still lingering.

But she didn't seem to care; her stunningly beautiful face remained serene, and at that moment, the corners of her lips slowly curved upwards.
Her eyebrows curved into a gentle smile.

sough--

She walked leisurely and slowly in the direction Mr. Xia had fled.

Xia Feng did not flee the place, but rushed directly into the wide-open underground gate barrier and entered the underground safe house.

The safe house is three kilometers above the ground, with a tunnel full of traps in the middle.

However, both Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong received the trap maps given by Cha Nai Xue.

Chana didn't play any tricks, and Xia Feng quickly arrived inside the safe house.

The safe house was cozy and looked like a small two-bedroom apartment.

The furniture is complete.

Cha Nai Xue and Jiang Qiu'e were not at home. The message said they were following a Black Moon priest and would be back in a while.

In addition, Chana Yuki also mentioned that this safe house is actually a relic of a god. In addition to having extremely strong defensive capabilities, it can also materialize the desired environment according to the user's imagination.

After a moment of contemplation, the surrounding scenes of the living room, kitchen, and bedroom faded away, and amidst the flowing light, a luxurious room located in a high-rise building emerged.

This is the Bronze Building where Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong first 'went deep into battle'.

He nodded in satisfaction, then turned and quietly looked out the door.

The battlefield is ready, Miss Mu, please step into the trap!

(End of this chapter)