1414: C1414 Kill Emperor Mo Chen the Strongest Puppeteer

C1414 Kill Emperor Mo Chen the Strongest Puppeteer

"The signature Occult Arts that killed Emperor Mo Chen Tang Bufan."

"Puppet Technique!"

In the air, besides Tang Bufan and Mang Yuantu, the third weird figure in a black cloak firmly locked onto everyone's gaze.

It was a lifeless figure.

Although his appearance looked no different from that of an ordinary person.

Under the loose cloak, there was even a pair of deep and profound eyes. However, everyone present could not feel even the slightest aura of a living person from the other party's body.

All he had was a faint sense of evilness and a sharp sense of danger.

"It's finally starting to look better." Undefeated God of War Mang Yuantu raised his eyebrows, and traces of interest surfaced on his calm face.

The corner of Tang Bufan's mouth curled up, and a slight smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Of course, good things have to be hidden at the back."

"Heh, then I would really like to see this legendary 'puppet spell'."

"Don't underestimate your opponent!" "If you don't, you'll get hurt."

His slightly frivolous tone was full of provocation.

A sharp glint flashed across their eyes the moment their words sounded.

"Swoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The air patterns flashed, and the Residual Shadow weaved through the air like ghosts and demons, causing the two of them to disappear from their original positions. In the next instant, they crossed over a distance of three hundred meters, and their two figures clashed with each other with a majestic, heaven-shaking might.

The violent shock wave swept across the sky.

In the instant when the huge wave was formed, the two of them retreated backwards.

However, as Mang Yuantu retreated backwards, an extremely sharp sound of wind slashing came assaulting towards him from the side.

The corner of Mang Yuantu's eyes slanted, and under the cape, half of his emotionless and ice-cold face could be seen.

The opponent's speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared behind Mang Yuantu, and a sharp dagger appeared beneath his sleeves.

A terrifying killing intent struck over, the cold glint of the short blade swung horizontally towards Mang Yuantu's throat.

"Hmph!" Mang Yuantu sneered, but did not even have the intention to dodge. When his opponent's short blade was less than ten centimeters away from his throat, a blue arc of light flashed in the air like the moonlight.

The eyes of everyone below trembled.

The sword wielding arm of the Black Robe puppet was cut off cleanly at the wrist.

Mang Yuantu's arm was wrapped in a glow that resembled a Netherworld Flame.

Its speed was terrifyingly fast, causing one's heart to palpitate.

However, the puppet with its wrist cut had no reaction at all.

"Whoosh!"

Along with the slight tremble of the weapon, a sharp blade suddenly protruded out from the severed wrist.

At the same time, Tang Bufan's second round of attack also came.

Mang Yuantu's expression turned slightly cold, he raised his hand and struck the Black Robe puppet away, and immediately turned around to strike back at Tang Bufan.

Bang.

The two of them faced each other with their palms facing each other. Surging spirals of energy rolled like a hurricane.

Even though Mang Yuantu's reaction was perfect, as the main attacker, Tang Bufan still held the upper hand slightly.

Mang Yuantu had obviously moved backwards.

Furthermore, when he had moved backwards and had not fully stabilized his body, Tang Bufan, who was in front and behind the Black Robe Puppet, suddenly shot forward with explosive speed.

He was aggressive, and his aura was sharp like a beam of light.

The attacks of the two were so powerful that no one could see them.

Like a flint, Tang Bufan's powerful palm force and the Black Robe Puppet's sharp blades had already reached its front and back.

Right at the moment when the sharp blade was about to pierce through the other party's back, a charming shadow flashed and Mang Yuantu shockingly disappeared from his original position.

Tang Bufan and the puppet's combined attack missed.

In the next second, Mang Yuantu appeared in the air a hundred meters away.

"You ran quite fast," Tang Bufan laughed.

Mang Yuantu remained calm, "I don't really want to end interesting things too early."

"Is that so? Then I'll have to ask Undefeated God of War for your high skills."

With that said, Tang Bufan and the Black Robe Puppet released another powerful attack.

A chase battle with extremely quick tempo immediately broke out in the sky above the Holy War Platform.

Most of the people below were already dazzled.

He couldn't keep up with the three figures at all.

In the eyes of countless people, all they could see were three Residual Shadow clashing and clashing together one after another, as the void constantly exploded with all sorts of chaotic and powerful astral winds.

Every time they clashed, it was like a dragonfly touching the water, breaking apart the moment it touched.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the battle in the sky didn't seem to be particularly intense, but in the eyes of Lie Shengyuan, Lei Zhen, Lin Yinghe, Situ Hanye and the other rankers of the first rank, the battle in front of them was definitely an unprecedented battle.

From their incomparably solemn expressions, one could tell the spectating nature of this battle.

"They are really two monsters!" "His speed hasn't slowed at all," Yi Zhou muttered.

"And faster and faster." Ji Tao, who was nearby, nodded and sighed.

The others around them were bewildered by the two's simple conversation.

What they did not know was that although Tang Bufan and Mang Yuantu looked like they would retreat the moment they made contact, in reality, every single exchange had erupted with several moves, even to the point of exchanging more than a dozen blows.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had released twenty to thirty streams of palm energy.

If one looked carefully, they would clearly see that the space above the Platform of Holy War had distorted.

"Puppet Spells really live up to its name."

All of the Genius Expert in the Holy War Platform frowned deeply as they shook their heads and exclaimed in shock.

"I heard that the [Puppet Technique] uses [Threaded Thread] to control the movements of puppets, right?" Why don't you see the connection between Tang Bufan and the puppet? "

"Using a 'thread' to control a golem is the lowest level of golem arts." Forget about Tang Bufan, even puppeteers with some attainments would not use this method. "

"That's right, the control of the thread is too weak. Once the line is cut, one will lose the connection with the puppet." Those puppeteers with high attainments would use the True Elemental Strength as the fine line to control the puppets. Even if the enemy cut off the line of communication, they would be able to reconnect within a short period of time. "

"Then what method did Tang Bufan use?"

"He's the highest level of puppeteer, using his will to control the movements of the puppets."

"Will?"

"That's right, to the most outstanding puppeteers, puppets are like clones separated from each other. Even though they are far away from each other, they can still perfectly control the movements of puppets. A powerful puppet master like Tang Bufan could even take a leader from thousands of miles away. "

"It's that exaggerated?"

"It's not exaggerated at all. Did the former Blood Poison Sect know of this?" After that, without knowing how he angered the Dihong Hall, Tang Bufan, who was hundreds of kilometers away at that time, directly controlled the puppet to enter the Blood Poison Sect from a distance. It is said that dozens of Holy King Stage Powerhouse s and hundreds of high-level personnel of the Blood Poison Sect were killed by a puppet that night. They did not even have the ability to escape.

He used his will to control the golem.

Thousands of miles away, to take the head of a person.

When the crowd, who didn't understand Tang Bufan heard this, sucked in a breath of cold air.

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall that night when the dark moon was hidden behind dark clouds. A cold and lifeless machine had completely exterminated the Blood Poison Sect that very night.

Moreover, the person who controlled the Fate Envoys was still hundreds of miles away.

Shock!

Reverence!

And many other praises.

Countless people felt their hearts throbbing at Tang Bufan.

"Then, wouldn't it be two people fighting one person?"

"You can say that!"

"It's really scary!"

All eyes on the Platform of Holy War.

And, on the peak of a mountain several li away from him, the scene that seemed destined to happen soon followed.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyao!"

Seeing the black tide like powerful dark aura descending from the sky, everyone from the Spiritual Phoenix Valley had joyous expressions on their faces.

On the other hand, the hearts of everyone in the Martial Sect were filled with shock.

"What a shocking power of darkness." Wang Li frowned.0

"Could it be that Xiaoyao Sheng is ranked twelfth on the Wind And Cloud Ranking?" Chi Qianying said in a heavy voice.

Wind and rain were approaching, and the air was overflowing.

Tens of thousands of black Light Pattern cyclones floated around.

Following the Nine Clouds Heavenly Vault that was like a millstone of the Dark Nebula, a Man In Black that emitted a cold and gloomy aura gradually appeared within the dense dark light.

Looking at the cold yet familiar figure, Xia Qing and the other people in Spiritual Phoenix Valley had completely different feelings.

It had been over a month.

Xiaoyao Sheng's aura had clearly changed. Her previous demeanor was completely gone, and her opponent's eyes were suffused with a dark and cold evil aura.

He was completely like an evil person walking out of the darkness.

"How could that be?" Xia Qing clenched her jade hands into fists, her red lips curled into a fist, as disbelief filled her eyes.

The other party had actually managed to fuse with a 'Soul of Fighting Phoenix' in such a short amount of time.

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