Chapter 781 Heart Mirror Reflects the Soul

"The light of the soul..."

--When Zhao Zhuikong heard this term, his mind was in a trance for a moment.

But the next moment, the young man who was originally seriously injured spit out a mouthful of blood, laughed loudly, and stood up, with a hint of disdain in his words: "Ridiculous, what do you think the light of the soul is?"

After saying this, without waiting for Zhao Yingkong to answer, Zhao Zhuikong grabbed the sharp horn on his head and pulled it down, and then threw it in the direction of Zhao Yingkong.

Although Zhao Zhuikong's throw did not seem to use too much power, the speed was extremely fast, and it hit Zhao Yingkong in an instant. After Zhao Yingkong dodged it by tilting his head, the sharp horn even drew a black trajectory crack in the air, as if it had cut through the entire space.

"This is the light of the soul." Seeing Zhao Yingkong dodged it by tilting his head, Zhao Zhuikong did not care. He kept the throwing posture and sneered. The scales around his body actually grew and recovered rapidly, but the tail broke from it and fell to the ground.

"Wu... powerful bloodline brings us unparalleled recovery ability and innate curse."

Zhao Yingkong did not stop Zhao Zhuikong's actions. She seemed to be answering the question irrelevantly. She looked at the young man in front of her calmly: "Even if you use the power of the fourth-order gene lock to temporarily optimize these mutated genes, this can only solve the urgent problem... The more you use this power, the deeper you will sink into the quagmire of power."

"And you and my sister clearly saw it under the basement of the family headquarters. If we overuse this power, what kind of monsters will we become... It seems that you seem to have completely forgotten all this."

"So what? Whether you have seen it or forgotten it, it is no longer important."

Bloodshot was dense in Zhao Zhuikong's eyes. The red light and murderous intent that was originally suppressed by the power of "annihilation" swept his body again.

And it's not just that. At this moment, Zhao Zhuikong suddenly had a layer of cold and cold killing intent, as well as the cruelty and brutality of treating all living beings as ants, which was even worse than before he was awakened.

The young man whispered hoarsely: "All I need is to kill everything and cut off all my past constraints..."

"Start killing from you, this fake... no, the core left after the little apple rotted!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Zhuikong stretched out his right hand, and the Yama Sword that had almost merged with his arm fell off from his hand and hung on his waist. And the next moment, the young man bent down slightly and made a move to draw the sword.

"Zheng!"

Where the sword light appeared, the space of the Legend of Sword and Fairy world was cut into several huge gaps, like butter cut by a hot knife, countless lines crisscrossed, turning the space into countless grids!

Inch step, the spiritual light of the space type, plus the Yama Sword, splitting the space is not much more difficult than cutting tofu.

Fortunately, Zhao Yingkong, who had seen Zhao Zhuikong's spiritual light in Resident Evil 2, had already dodged in advance and avoided the opponent's space-splitting slash. But Zhao Zhuikong, who had regained his sanity at this time, was relentless. He followed with a flicker of his body, like a leaf falling in the wind, and his movements were as fast as thunder. The Yama Knife in his hand drew a crescent arc, and followed Zhao Yingkong's footsteps and raised the knife to cut!

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the Yama Knife and the Three-Element Heavy Halberd collided thousands of times, and a huge roar broke out in the air. Countless white hot sparks burst out from the intersection of the blades.

In the original battle, Zhao Yingkong had an absolute advantage, and could even beat the monsterized Zhao Zhuikong to his knees with his bare hands... But when the two of them fought again at this moment, the one who had the advantage was Zhao Zhuikong, who was in a very embarrassed state before!

"What's wrong! Aren't you going to kill me with your soul light?"

Zhao Zhuikong's face was fierce and twisted, and his alienation had not yet completely faded. Compared with the polite and gentle Zhao Zhuikong in Zhao Yingkong's memory, he was completely different... But his strength was genuine!

——What can't kill me makes me stronger.

The essence of the gene lock is the power of evolution, and his identity as a "witch" gives Zhao Zhuikong a recovery ability and potential far beyond that of ordinary people.

After losing his mind and slaughtering all of Jimo, Zhao Zhuikong has always been the target of the cultivators in the world of Fairy Sword and Fairy, but this high-intensity survival pressure has prompted the genes in his body to be rapidly optimized and iterated, and he has once again evolved himself.

In the fierce battles with different types of cultivators and opponents of the same fourth level, Zhao Zhuikong has accumulated rich combat experience and has a deeper understanding of his own soul light "Inch Step".

The most important thing is that Zhao Zhuikong has a weapon, Yan Mo Dao, which was snatched from Cecil but unexpectedly fits his spiritual light very well, which is no less than adding wings to a tiger. Not to mention compared with Zhao Zhuikong in Zhao Yingkong's memory, even compared with Zhao Zhuikong himself who just entered the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy, it is like a reborn!

His physical fitness is no longer the same as before, and he has regained his self-awareness, no longer fighting with the instinct of a beast. Although he was seriously injured, Zhao Zhuikong's momentum was unprecedentedly high, and with the cooperation... For a while, Zhao Zhuikong actually put Zhao Yingkong at a disadvantage!

Facing Zhao Zhuikong's crazy demeanor and the mocking words from his mouth, Zhao Yingkong didn't even react at all.

Because she had anticipated the current situation long before she "awakened" Zhao Zukong with the light of her soul.

Regardless of talent, strength ultimately depends on accumulation.

Zhao Yingkong, who retrained and unlocked the gene lock from scratch, although she had the original memory of this body, did not return to the fourth level until Red Alert II.

In terms of accumulation, Zhao Yingkong cannot compare to Zhao Zukong, who is deeply trapped in his inner demons and has been using the power of the fourth-level gene lock.

Although he was at a disadvantage, Zhao Yingkong did not show the slightest panic. Not only was his face as calm as water, but he was also playing steadily, defending rather than attacking. His moves were all in an orderly manner... Looking at that, Zhao Yingkong was completely stunned. Su Kong was treated as a test target.

Zhao Zukong naturally discovered this. The young man frowned and the moves in his hand suddenly changed direction. It is no longer the method that both of them are extremely familiar with from the Assassin family, but they are trying to achieve forcible crushing in terms of "power" with their own basic attributes that are stronger than the other's, and with a greater degree of subtlety!

Using strength to defeat skill has always been the most effective way. Zhao Zukong suddenly increased his strength, and Zhao Yingkong's previous fighting method was naturally unsustainable.

The three-yuan heavy halberd in the girl's hand decomposed again and turned into the two double knives of Yasha Sanhua that were most commonly used in daily life. With the force of Zhao Zhuukong's direct thrust, she moved lightly in the air, her The slender figure flickered and dispersed like a phantom...

Suddenly, another Zhao Yingkong suddenly appeared on the field, attacking Zhao Zukong from the left and the right!

"Are you still resorting to such little tricks at this time?"

Looking at Zhao Yingkong's phantom in mid-air, Zhao Zukong showed a disdainful sneer. He had seen this method derived from the "Clone Shadow Transformation Technique" more than once in the previous battle. ...So when faced with the two Zhao Yingkongs who attacked at the same time, Zhao Zukong, who had regrown scales around his body, instantly recognized the main body among them.

As for the other Zhao Yingkong, Zhao Zukong just glanced at him and ignored him. Judging from his previous experience, although this method has a physical clone, no matter the attack power, speed or destructive power, it is far from the original body. At best, it can only have some harassment effect, and even this attack He couldn't even break through his defense.

Facing Zhao Yingkong's body, Zhao Zukong waved the Yan Mo Dao in his hand this time. The blade rotated like a whirlwind. While parrying all the attacks of the Three Yuan Heavy Halberd, the next killing move would be delivered to him. out--

——Suddenly, a fatal sense of danger suddenly hit Zhao Zukong from the side!

In that life-or-death moment, Zhao Zukong relied on instinct rather than calm thinking. His body reacted faster than his mind, curling up almost subconsciously, trying to use the best posture to resolve the coming impact.

But even though he responded at such a critical moment, Zhao Zukong still suffered an extremely violent blow on the flank... A white right fist wrapped with black light, like a cannonball with destructive power, crashed It broke through the scales on Zhao Zukong's skin, defeated his body defense line, and hit him straight in the side!

"Wow!"

Blood spurted out from Zhao Zukong's mouth uncontrollably. Although he had to relieve his strength at the last moment, the power of this blow was far more powerful than he imagined. It was not just superficial damage, but penetrated deep into the inside, killing Zhao Zukong. The empty kidney and surrounding organs were completely exploded, and blood was spread across the sky!

Although his temperament has changed, his fighting consciousness is better than before. Zhao Zukong's reaction is also extremely fast. With the power of this blow, he immediately flew out with pain and rolled on the ground several times. Although this series of actions looked quite embarrassing, it effectively allowed him to avoid Zhao Yingkong's pursuit... …

But the young man didn't seem to care about his injuries at all. He was just stained with blood and dust. He raised his head in disbelief and shouted: "This is impossible! I have seen the exchange of mirror images at the Lord God, but even the strongest Even if you exchange the S-level for the 'four-fold existence', it will never be possible for the clone and the main body to use exactly the same power..."

——Unless, that is what you call the light of the soul.

"Yes, this is the light of my soul."

Before the extremely embarrassed Zhao Zukong could express the unspeakable words in his heart, Zhao Yingkong spoke calmly. The other one, Zhao Yingkong, stood beside her. The two of them seemed like two sides in a mirror, or like reflections in the water.

This sentence was no less than an invisible slap that could not have been louder. It turned all of Zhao Zukong's previous remarks about the "light of the soul" into a boomerang, and the two combined into one and slapped him hard on the face.

"..."

Faced with this tone that sounded more like ridicule than ridicule, Zhao Zukong could no longer say a word. He just gritted his teeth and jumped up from the ground, facing the left and right attacks of the two Zhao Yingkongs again.

Although he had just endured an extremely heavy blow, in these short seconds, Zhao Zukong's flank began to recover incredibly, and new flesh and scales grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The "Witch" gene, coupled with the ability of the fourth-level gene lock, exerted an effect of one plus one far greater than two; however, the joint attack of the two Zhao Yingkong was also far superior to before!

In a battle of the same level, the number of people is often the most intuitive advantage. In addition, the two Zhao Yingkongs are in tune with each other, and their movements are natural. One of them holds the Sanye sword and his moves are fatal, and the other's hands are wrapped with black light, which makes Zhao Zhuikong feel that he is facing a two-headed and four-armed monster. For a while, he can only passively swing the Yama Sword and is suppressed to the point that he can only parry and has no power to fight back.

However, only parrying does not mean absolute defeat. The spiritual light named "Inch Step" is both offensive and defensive, and it is still invincible when used in defense and evasion. Even when facing the joint attack of two Zhao Yingkongs with exactly the same combat power, Zhao Zhuikong, who has stronger hard power, can still defend himself from wind and rain-

"... It's time to go, Brother Zhuikong."

Until a voice appeared.

It was the sound of the wind, like the fluctuation of the air, and like the words of the girl that he had heard countless times before.

When this familiar voice sounded, Zhao Zhuikong's mind hesitated for a moment, and his crazy optimized and iterated genes suddenly became uncontrolled and began to riot!

When genes are controlled by others, when individuals no longer obey the collective, the consequences are disastrous - the right hand holding the Yama Knife was cut off by San Ye's sword in an instant, and the ten fingers wrapped with the light of the soul scratched Zhao Zhuikong's chest in the next moment!

"Shua!"

Blood flashed.

Even if Zhao Zhuikong reacted in the shortest time, activated his own light of the soul without thinking, and his body moved backwards dozens of meters strangely, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow... Even so, Zhao Zhuikong's chest was also scratched with ten huge gaps, and the scales and the skin on the surface were cut open, and even the beating bright red heart in his body could be seen!

- However, all this is no longer important.

Because Zhao Zhuikong, who was almost disemboweled, just stared blankly in the direction of Zhao Yingkong, looking at the petite figure standing beside Zhao Yingkong, who suddenly appeared.

"... Ruikong?"

It was a figure that Zhao Yingkong had seen countless times in the spiritual world, including the expression on her face, every part of her body, and even every strand of hair.

At this moment, the living Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Ruikong appeared in front of Zhao Zhuikong again... If the pain in his body was not so real, and his gene lock had not felt any abnormal signs, then Zhao Zhuikong really doubted whether he had fallen into the spiritual world again without knowing it!

"You have lost, Zhao Zhuikong."

Zhao Yingkong walked up slowly, bent down and picked up the Yama Knife from Zhao Zhuikong's arm that was chopped into pieces.

——On her left was Zhao Yingkong, who had the same face and figure as her, with the light of the soul wrapped around her fingertips "annihilated".

——On her right was Zhao Ruikong, a petite figure who should have died on the island but suddenly appeared here.

Facing Zhao Ruikong, who was in disbelief and almost began to doubt his life, Zhao Yingkong calmly danced a knife flower and pointed directly at the enemy in front of her——

"Defeat was due to the light of my heart, the reflection of my soul in the heart mirror."