The four Xiaogang who ran out quickly came together again, and then quickly separated.

This time it was even more exaggerated, and it actually transformed into seven welcoming avatars of Xiaogang.

The speed of each clone is very fast, so fast that one almost wonders, are these seven, or does one person bring up six afterimages?

However, these seven little gangs obviously have different directions, different movements, and different rhythms, which means that these are not afterimages caused by fast speed, but real phantom clones.

Mao Doudou failed to catch it. After being a little surprised, he looked at his palm in surprise: "Oh, I really have a trump card. If you really get pinched like this, I will look down on you."

It can be seen that Mao Doudou is not too surprised by this, everything is reasonable.

Xiaogang had no intention of quarreling with Mao Doudou this time, and seven figures simultaneously rushed towards Mao Doudou with a chilling aura.

They actually wanted to attack Mao Doudou from all directions, and it was difficult to attack Mao Doudou at the same time.

Seven figures, this is more difficult to resist than three heads and six arms.

There is a huge difference in individual combat effectiveness, but if all seven of them fight together, one of them can only defeat Mao Doudou.

This moved many people.

It was the arbitration seat, and many people had a look of surprise in their eyes.

This Xiaogang from Hengcheng is really beautiful with his hands.

Attacking from seven directions together, as long as one of them delivers a fatal blow, it would be enough for Mao Doudou to drink a pot.

At first, many people thought that Xiaogang could only win a draw with his obscene style of play.

Now it seems that maybe Xiaogang was not just pursuing a draw from the beginning to the end. He was just paralyzing his opponent and preparing the opportunity to win.

Now it seems that there is no doubt that this time has arrived.

As Arbitrator Liu Jie said before, a fatal attack only requires one blow to succeed.

The Hengcheng team was also encouraged and started shouting too.

Previously, their momentum had been suppressed by Star City, and they had little chance to applaud.

Now that they saw Xiaogang performing such amazing tricks, they naturally wanted to vent their anger, and their applause was naturally very exaggerated.

Mao Doudou, on the other hand, seemed to feel threatened. He frowned slightly and cursed: "All the bells and whistles. Watch me beat you back to your original shape!"

However, in everyone's opinion, Mao Doudou's shouting sounded a little bit stern. Everyone could hear the lack of confidence in his tone.

Xiaogang's seven figures continued to move in the void, turning into streams of light and stabbing Mao Doudou's vital points.

At this moment, a mocking smile emerged from the corner of Mao Doudou's mouth.

Suddenly, a strange long whip suddenly appeared on his waist, appeared in the void without any warning, and rolled forward violently.

This roll was so sudden that almost no one saw clearly how the long whip appeared, as if a strange long whip suddenly appeared on Mao Doudou's waist.

And this volume also has a clear goal, as if it completely ignores the other six figures and goes straight to this figure.

The probability is one in seven, just when everyone thought that this time it should be just a phantom clone.

The figure that was caught suddenly screamed in agony, and was caught tightly by Mao Doudou's long whip and was violently strangled in. Blood splattered everywhere, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"surrender……"

Only after Xiaogang's flesh and blood were separated by the long whip did the word surrender come out.

Obviously, it's too late.

boom!
Chapter completed!