A ten-meter-sized black tiger appeared in front of Jun Wushuang.

This is not a real monster, but a puppet made from monsters.

Similar to a demon puppet, but far less sophisticated than Jun Wushuang's refining.

But this thunder tiger demon puppet was made from the demon tiger of the Heavenly King Realm, and it also possesses the powerful power of thunder and lightning.

Its strength is comparable to the ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm!

more importantly.

This thunder tiger demon puppet is a dead creature. It is not afraid of poisons or hidden weapons. It is even more deadly than a dead soldier.

This is the greatest heritage of the Nangong family.

"Um?"

Jun Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling threatened.

This thunder tiger demon puppet is very powerful. Even if he casts a god-level forbidden technique, he may not be able to kill him.

At this time, in addition to the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet, there were also Nangong Qing and three powerful elders in the Heavenly King Realm.

This is a tough battle.

But Jun Wushuang had no intention of giving up just yet.

With the Shura Demon Sword in hand, the demonic power bursts out, like a young demon king.

"Leave this puppet to me!"

At this moment, Yi Shuihan took a step forward and walked towards the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet.

Jun Wushuang was slightly surprised, but didn't say much.

He also wanted to see how powerful Yi Shuihan was.

"Unblock!"

The sparkle in Yi Shuihan's eyes skyrocketed.

The next moment, Jun Wushuang clearly discovered with his purple devil eyes that the fierce ghost in Yi Shuihan's dantian was actually unsealed.

boom!

A powerful and cold breath burst out from Yi Shuihan's body.

This breath was so strong that it solidified the air and made everything around him heavy.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder, as if they were being stared at by a ghost, their scalps were numb, and they were terrified.

But at this time, Yi Shuihan's appearance changed drastically.

His face became green and fanged, his body became thick, and his hands and feet turned into ghost claws that were half virtual and half real.

"Picture of the Nine Ghosts of the Chaos God!"

Jun Wushuang recognized the method used by Yi Shuihan.

His sealed holy body sealed nine powerful ghosts throughout his body.

And these fierce ghosts are also the source of his strength.

At this time, Yi Shuihan unsealed the fierce ghost in his dantian and merged with it, gaining great power.

Whoosh!

Yi Shuihan rushed out with incredible speed, and rushed in front of the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet in the blink of an eye.

The violent thunder and lightning on the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet's body could not even hurt him at all.

"Eighteen Claws of Heavenly Ghost!"

Yi Shuihan took action.

The cold breath penetrated his whole body, turning him into a humanoid ghost.

The ghost claws are dense and glowing with cold light, like an indestructible holy sword.

A claw fell, leaving a deep claw mark directly on the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet's body.

"How can this be?"

Nangong Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, horrified.

The Nangong family spent countless financial and material resources to create the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet.

Not only is he comparable to a strong man at the ninth level of the Heavenly King Realm, but his body is also extremely powerful.

Even if it is a Taoist weapon, it is difficult to damage it at all.

Yi Shuihan's ghost claws cut through the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet as easily as a knife cutting through tofu.

This...this is simply incredible!

"Thunder roars!"

The Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet is extremely advanced and possesses self-combat awareness and does not require control by others.

At this time, the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet suddenly opened its mouth wide.

Suddenly, majestic lightning gathered from all directions and compressed into a ball of terrifying thunder.

Roar!

A tiger roared.

A blazing white thunder light as thick as an arm, carrying the terrifying power of destroying everything, struck Yi Shuihan.

This lightning was extremely terrifying. Wherever it went, houses collapsed, the ground collapsed, and everything was instantly turned into powder.

Even a thousand-foot mountain cannot withstand this lightning and will be destroyed by a single blow.

"Innate magical power: sealing the sky and sealing the earth!"

Yi Shuihan instinctively activated his sealed holy body.

Directly use the divine power of the Holy Body.

Whoosh!

I saw a ray of holy light flying out of his body and touching the thunder.

That violent lightning was like a docile kitten, it was directly sealed and could no longer show its ferocity.

Sealing the Holy Body can seal everything in the world.

Although Yi Shuihan was seriously injured and lost his memory, he was still able to deal with this thunder tiger demon puppet by relying on his instincts.

Whoosh!

Yi Shuihan rushed out again, and his ghost claws hit the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet's body with precision and ruthlessness like a dreamy shadow.

Although the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet is strong, in front of Yi Shuihan, it is like a sandbag and can only be beaten passively.

As time goes by, the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet's injuries become more and more serious, and its breath becomes weaker and weaker.

If this continues, it won't take long for the Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet to be defeated.

"Everyone obeys the order. If you want to live, you must fight tooth and nail to kill Jun Wushuang!"

Nangong Qing's eyes were about to burst, and he was filled with hatred.

At this time, an order was given to summon the clan members and besiege Jun Wushuang.

The Thunder Tiger Demon Puppet's defeat is certain, but they don't want to die here.

If we take this opportunity to kill Jun Wushuang, everything will turn around.

Otherwise, today will be the day of destruction of the Nangong family.

"Kill Jun Wushuang!"

Nangong Qing's words aroused everyone's desire to survive.

Immediately, hundreds of tribesmen rushed towards Jun Wushuang.

I want to bully the few with more, kill Jun Wushuang, and resolve the crisis.

Whoosh whoosh!

Hundreds of cold lights appeared at the same time, shooting out from all directions.

At the same time, the poisonous mist boiled and became extremely toxic.

Bei Ming'an used all his strength to block most of the people.

"Jun Wushuang, your head belongs to me!"

A figure rushed in front of Jun Wushuang.

This is an old man who is at the third level of the Heavenly King Realm.

At this moment, he slashed with his sword to cut off Jun Wushuang's head.
To be continued...