Chapter 1383 Blood Puppet (1)

Huangfu Wu and Nangong Xing lightly clinked glasses, and the two laughed happily.

Inside, there were endless explosions and all kinds of shouts and killings.

Nangong Xing listened attentively, and said with a smile, "Did you hear Han Feng and Zuo Yundong's killing move? It seems that the opponents inside are not as strong as imagined!"

Huangfu Wu shook his head and said, "But it's not weak, is it?"

He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, Huangfu Wu stood up.

He took out his magical weapon, which was a sword three feet long and one finger wide, with various rune formations engraved on it.

Since he decided not to use the pen anymore, he turned to refining the sword.

Using the sword instead of the pen, the sword draws the world. Who would have thought that after he picked up the sword, his cultivation base would be somewhat stronger than before.

Up to now, Huangfu Wu has this self-confidence, even if Lu Fan is here, he would dare to fight a battle.

Of course, he dare not say the outcome.

Nangong Xing also took out his mighty magic mirror.

Although he didn't have the crystal core of the four fierce beasts of Sect Master Li, nor did he have the help of thousands of monsters.

Ever since the time when he dealt with the Dragon Slaughter Demon King, the mighty Qi Demon Elimination Mirror has completely recognized him as the master.

During this time, Nangong Xing has been studying how to use the Haoqi Magic Mirror almost every day.

It can be said that he has already used such an artifact with ease.

If he was fighting against a master like Huangfu Wu or Ye Nantian, he might be a bit powerless.

But when it comes to dealing with Moxiu, Nangong Xing can definitely say proudly that you are not as good as me.

boom!

There was a loud explosion, and suddenly iron stones flew all over the sky.

Moxiu's rowing boat was suddenly blown out of a big hole.

Immediately afterwards, an unknown number of blue-purple nightmares flew out of the hole, flying all over the sky with ear-piercing screams.

Immediately, an old man appeared.

Beside him, a man and a woman, two blood-red puppets guarded him tightly.

The two puppets looked extraordinary, and the blood radiating from their bodies was about to form a sea of ​​blood.

Han Feng and the others rushed out of the hole in a panic, staring at the old man.

Han Feng shouted loudly: "Don't let him run away! Kill him!"

With a sharp shout, Han Feng was the first to rush up again.

The Clear Water Changtian Sword turned into a flood dragon and struck the two blood-colored puppets.

Followed by Zuo Yundong's saber light, Feng Xiaoxi's sword light, and the killing moves of senior brother, Chu Xing, senior brother Chu Tian, ​​Ye Nantian and others.

The power of all people, gathered together, looked like beams of colorful light, fiercely bombarding the bloody puppets.

But these two scarlet puppets showed terrifying power.

The blood energy released by them suddenly formed a huge blood ball, which was about to envelop the old man behind him.

By doing so, the old man was not injured in the slightest.

Although the old man was still a little embarrassed, there was already a murderous look in his eyes that was about to overflow.

With a wave of his hand, all the puppets on the entire boat began to attack Han Feng and others.

These puppets showed amazing flexibility. They even held weapons and began to launch various martial arts.

Generally speaking, puppets can still use martial arts, there are only two possibilities.

Either it was specially made by the puppet master. But in this case, the martial arts will be very simple, nothing more than some basic killer moves.

Or it was a ray of immortality, which was forcibly sealed in the puppet by the puppeteer master.

Doing so will test the ability of the puppet master. But once it succeeds, this puppet will be able to possess part of his previous martial arts.

Obviously, the puppets on this boat belonged to the latter. The coherence of the ultimate move directly scattered Han Feng and others.

In just a split second, Han Feng and the others fell into a hard fight.

The nightmares around began to wander and attack, as long as the nightmares passed by Han Feng and others.

It can be clearly felt that the breath of Han Feng and others is a little weaker.

This nightmare is not only attacking Han Feng and others, but also absorbing the vitality of Han Feng and others to strengthen himself. Such a nightmare is really more than a little bit stronger.

The crisis was evident, and Nangong Xing and Huangfu Wu couldn't sit still.

Huangfu Wu rushed out first, and the location he chose to rush out was very tricky, and he even rushed to the side of the two blood-colored puppets in an instant.

With one stroke of the long sword, there is a void river.

Before the two blood-colored puppets could react, they were hit by the river, and their blood energy immediately weakened a little. But there is no tendency to be washed away by this river.

On the contrary, they all showed fierce expressions, staring at Huangfu Wu firmly.

Seeing something wrong, Huangfu Wu stabbed out another hundred swords in succession.

His swordsmanship is very weird, he doesn't have the feeling of rushing and killing like a warrior at all, it's all like the calm air of a Qi refiner.

And as his swordsmanship came out, a mirage-like scene began to appear between the sky and the earth.

Like a painting but not a painting, if it is real.

Huangfu Wu's current state is about to reach the unity of reality and reality.

There are mountains, water, and green pines. This scene suddenly appeared in the void, trying to forcefully pull all the puppets and nightmares around, including the two bloody puppets in front of him.

But the other puppets showed signs of being pulled over, but these two blood-colored puppets were still retreating, and sharp blood thorns even appeared on their bodies.

It seemed to break through Huangfu Wu's move!

"Hurry up and help!"

Huangfu Wu let out a loud roar.

Han Feng replied loudly: "We want to too!"

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Yundong shouted loudly, Jian Guang condensed the Dao domain, and rushed away. Even the man and the knife rushed to the face of the bloody puppet.

He slashed fiercely on the back of the bloody puppet.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Nantian flicked left and right, as if his whole body had eyes, he squeezed out of thousands of killing moves, and immediately released thousands of sword shadows to stab the eyes of the two puppets.

The figure of Nangong Xing appeared, and the mighty magic mirror in his hand emitted a radiant brilliance.

Several people released their killing moves at the same time, and in an instant, the two blood-colored puppets were directly knocked into the air, and fell hard into the mirage released by Huangfu Wu.

"Seal! Seal! Seal! Seal!"

After making dozens of seals in a row, Huangfu Wu blushed, trying to restrain the two bloody puppets.

The old man who had been hiding behind the bloody puppet saw that things were not going well. Turn around and run!

But at this moment, several swords were across his neck at the same time.

Han Feng, Chu Xing, Chu Tian, ​​and Feng Xiaoxi all looked at him with smiles on their faces.

The elder brother touched his stomach and said, "Why don't these puppets stop quickly? Do you want to die?"

The old man's lips trembled, and in the end, he waved his hand lightly.

Immediately all the puppets stopped moving.

The old man said: "Why are you arresting me? I'm just an idle puppet master. I'm not a demon cultivator!"

Han Feng smiled and said: "If you say no, then you are no, who are you kidding!"

Nangong walked forward, put the mighty demon-eliminating mirror in front of him and said, "Isn't it a demon cultivator? How dare you let me take a picture!"