Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Russell struggled to overwhelm the replica, snatching his neck with one hand, and clenching his fist with the other to beat the handsome face of the replica.

I clenched my fists and clenched them again and again, and I felt a little confused.

So handsome, he can't bear to leave it alone!

But then he thought, as long as he put this 3,000 idioms in a watery way...he couldn't describe a one-tenth of handsome face, he could enjoy the most handsome name and no longer need to share it with the copy.

Thinking of this, Russell no longer hesitated and punched the duplicate's face one punch after another. The effect was minimal. The duplicate, like him, had a tattoo of Big Gray Wolf. His magic power was used, and the bruises on his face disappeared in an instant.

"It's useless. You can never kill me with this kind of painless attack." The replica grinned, the pain disappeared, and he sneered and mocked him.

"Then what are you waiting for? Just take the initiative and kill me first." Russell smiled coldly, and punched the replica into a panda's eye with two punches.

"Do you think I dare not?" The copy body was murderous.

"Come on! Hurt each other!"

"Damn, don't force me, I'm afraid of getting crazy!"

"Stop talking nonsense, whoever is afraid of whom, will you be crazy?" Russell did not show any weakness and retorted angrily.

"Okay, I have a habit! Then you can be crazy first!"

"Bah, you're a coward, fakes are fakes. Without me, you can't get crazy at all." Russell said contemptuously, and he had seen through the copy.

"What does it mean?" Copy deer's face was gloomy and as heavy as water.

"I'm pretending to be with me. How could you not understand what I mean!"

Russell smashed his punch, surrounded by electric arcs, and then automatically absorbed it after hitting the duplicate body, and then counterattacked and rushed into Russell's body. The two of them were lightning rods, and the lightning was turned around, but neither of them was injured.

"The bronze sacred tree will copy you, but the appearance is the appearance..."

Russell condescendingly, looking down at the replica, slowly said that the divine tree could copy him without any fault, but could not copy his system.

During the copying, the divine tree found that Russell was average in strength, saying that he was strong but not weak, so he could not understand the reason why he understood everything, so he had such a strange copy in front of him.

The replica has the ability of the abilities Russell uses. The two people refresh their data simultaneously and always remain consistent.

This is Russell's conclusion after several temptations, and the result is just as he guessed. As long as he does not use cards, the copy will be the same as his daily life, and will not be able to use fancy ultimate moves.

"Hehe, it's really me. I'll see through it so quickly." Copy showed a fierce look on his face, punched Russell on the nose, and then turned over to suppress him.

The copy pinched Russell's neck and said coldly: "It doesn't matter if you see through it. I didn't expect to hide it from you."

"Everyone has the same ability, you can't kill me!" Russell said calmly.

"It's right, we can't kill each other, but if we continue to consume, I can consume you." The replica said confidently. His current life form is separated from the category of normal people and is backed by the bronze sacred tree. He can eat or drink, sleep and never die normally.

"I can't kill you, but..." Russell grabbed the replica's arm and held it tightly to make it unable to move: "I'm not the only one here!"

"Oops!"

The duplicate's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and tried hard to break free from Russell's shackles.

Whoosh!

Puchi!

The body of the replica body froze, looked down at the straight knife pierced in his chest, and his face showed a clear look: "It's her, is it fatalism?"

Jian Shaoxin moved instantly behind the replica body, and felt that she should stab her back...

The straight knife penetrated the heart, and the replica shouted violently, released an arc and bombarded Russell with all his strength. Because of the huge coverage, Jian Shaoxin was implicated and was trembling by the electricity. He vomited a mouthful of blue smoke, turned into an explosion and fainted.

At this time, Russell suddenly stretched out his palm and held the blade and tried hard to smash the heart of the replica. The latter vomited blood in big mouths, driving the magic power to speed up its own repair, but because Russell held the blade, his vitality became increasingly dissipated.

"I never thought, I really thought that I really died under the back prick..." The corner of the replica's mouth was bleeding. In the original timeline, Russell's final outcome was to die from Jian Shaoxin's back prick.

"There's no way, this is fate!"

"You don't have to be proud too early. My life is your life. My current appearance is your future." The replica looked at Russell with a smile.

"No, if you help me block it, I will be fine in the future." Russell shrugged, saying that he is worthy of being a man, who is eager to be righteous, sacrifice himself for others, and kills himself.

"Is that so? But I don't think I was dead under her hands. If that knife can't kill me, your fate has not changed, because I died in your hands." The face of Copy Degree gradually turned gray and he was almost dead.

"You said right, your words reminded me." Russell touched his chin and agreed, and sighed: "It's good to say that people are about to die, but I didn't expect that this sentence would apply to me!"

After sighing, Russell helped Jian Shaoxin up in a coma, squatted in front of Copy, and pressed her hand on the blade.

"Damn, what are you going to do?"

"I don't believe in fate very much, but in the past, I will feel wronged." Russell held Jian Shaoxin's hand, twisted the blade a few times, and grinned: "You let me see the shining points on me, I'm a good person!"

"Hello... puff!" Copy's demeanor was red and red, as if it was a flash of light. A mouthful of blood was spewed out, and his vitality was exhausted immediately.

"It's me, I'm so handsome even if I die!"

Russell pulled out the straight knife on the replica's chest and put it into the space ring. He did not put away the corpse. Such a dangerous thing naturally had to be destroyed on the spot. Thinking of this, electric arcs around him flashed, turning into a silver-white giant wolf, holding the replica in one mouthful, jumping to the deep dark area in a few seconds.

Rumble!!!

"Idiot, fate has changed a lot, you still believe it! In this version, I am a good person, not a big devil."

Looking at the gorgeous fireworks, Russell said to himself, grabbed Jian Shaoxin and fought on his shoulder, jumped back and forth on the sacred tree, and then returned to the flying carpet after a while.

"It's done, the enemy is dead, let's continue on the road!" Russell put Jian Shaoxin on the flying carpet. After saying that, he saw that no one responded, and raised his head and saw Ying Yingying and others showing alert faces.

Russell thought for a moment and figured out what they were afraid of. He clapped his hands and said helplessly: "Don't do this, it's really me. If I were faked by the enemy, I would have to talk nonsense to you?"

"You have to confirm it. After all, you look the same and your memories are the same." Ying Yingying laughed dryly.

"Oh, I've said it many times. Why don't you believe that person is not me?" Russell said with a headache, and reached out to scratch his face covered by black fog: "At this point, in order to prove myself, I will no longer hide it. Let's tell you the truth!"

"Showdown! What cards are there?" Several women showed doubts on their faces. When they heard Russell's tone, they seemed to be exposing some shocking information.

"I've been hiding you for so long. Seeing that you are stupid, I feel a little uncomfortable..." Russell said, grabbing Yingying's hand and putting it on his chest.

“How does it feel?”
Chapter completed!