Facing the Thousand People's Battle Puppets, the three geniuses in the sky were not afraid, but their eyes were cold and their murderous intent was overwhelming.

Hou Qing smiled and said:

"Mr. Miao, right? What you said that you should restore the Miao village and become enemies with the Holy Clan is to use your puppet warrior?"

As soon as these words came out, Miao Taishan, who was controlling the puppet technique not far away, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a gloomy face:

"Children Huangkou, you seem to be quite disdainful to your tone... What do you know... So what if I, Miao Taishan, want to use puppet technique to unify the ancient realm?"

"Do you know that this is the inheritance left by the Heavenly General of the Protected Domain, and the power is not comparable to that of a junior like you!"

When it comes to the art of fighting puppets, Miao Taishan is extremely confident!

His confidence still comes from two points. The first is that the person who planted the puppet talisman can have the cultivation level of the Blood Burning Realm.

This secret technique seems to be able to fabricate a powerful person from the blood burning realm out of thin air, but it requires the warrior to be made into a living product, dedicate his body and make a big fuss.

Moreover, the body of the war puppet is strong and has very strong combat power. Compared with warriors of the same level, it is much stronger!

The second is that as long as Miao Taishan improves his secret technique, the cultivation of this kind of war puppet will gradually improve!

It can be said to be done once and for all!

Of course he is confident that he has this secret method of inheriting destiny!

Let me ask, are you confident that you have hundreds or even thousands of powerful people in the Blood Burning Realm who work hard to serve your loyalty?

What a pity, Hou Qing looked calm and gentle, smiled coldly again, and said lightly:

"Frog in the well..."

"The ancestors of my sword domain have created hundreds of secret techniques. If my disciples learn one or two of them, they can break your army of war puppets!"

"And I, Hou Qing, now let you see and see. Your confidence is completely unreasonable!"

Sun Jianli also smiled faintly and continued:

"Compared with my Wan Xuan and Brother Hou's sword domain, the ancient domain, a remote place in the countryside, can only be restrained and peek into a corner of the sky."

"What's more, we have two geniuses in the world, Brother Xu and Major General Ling. Brother Xu can kill you with one shot and you will be defeated by your puppet soldiers. What else can you besides having the advantage of the number of people?"

Sun Jianli and Hou Qing were ready to go, and the array of bow shadows and the Three Swords Thousand Swords array they used were not activated immediately.

Because they wanted to see how powerful Xu Liusu, a guy known as the number one inner sect master of Tianwu Mansion, has!

Now that I have realized it, I can take action!

Wow!

The attacks of the three men fell down, raising a cloud of smoke and dust!

This time the offensive was extremely rapid, and more than twenty puppet soldiers were destroyed!

Suddenly, the pressure on Xu Liusu was relieved!

He instantly pulled away twice, a hundred feet away from those battle puppets.

At the same time, Xu Liusu was not idle and quickly took out three pills from the storage bag. One was to restore true qi, the other was to restore qi and blood, and the other was to heal the wound!

At this time, Hou Qing suddenly spread his palms, his face was cold and solemn. He immediately activated a long bow, which was as bright as daytime under the night!

"This is!" At this moment, when I saw this long bow for the first time, Miao Taishan's stable face finally showed a hint of inexplicable panic!

Hou Qing's mouth raised a curve, "I have been practicing this bow for three days, but I haven't been able to use it yet. Now I'll break through the dawn with an arrow to see if the mantra taught me by Senior Brother Yangxin is more domineering than I imagined!"

Pulling a bow, pulling a string, a thousand-year-old movement!

But it was a sharp silver-white feathered arrow that was stored on a string like a silver thread!

All the people of Miao Village were dumbfounded at this moment, looking at Hou Qing's back in the sky, shaped like an arrow god, with long hair flying, and extremely domineering!

Someone suddenly spoke, his voice trembling:
Chapter completed!