Facing the black puppet's punch, Chu Zhenting did not dare to be too strong. After all, although the previous guard did not have his peak cultivation level in the Yellow Talisman Realm, he was not weak either. However, the white-haired man controlled the black puppet and killed him in two or three strokes. .
Spiritual power surged around his body, and the long sword suddenly sank, dodging the punch from the black puppet. It turned into a straight thrust and hit the black puppet between his eyebrows.
The resentment and corpse energy refined by the Corpse Puppet are all gathered into a Corpse Pill at the center of the eyebrows. The center of the eyebrows is the key point of the Corpse Puppet.
The long sword shone with a clear cold light. Every inch it advanced, it shrunk by one inch, but the spiritual pressure contained in it increased by one point. The sword energy released from the tip of the sword cut off all the corpse hair on the black puppet's face, scattering them one after another, turning them into wisps of corpses. Qi lingered around the black puppet.
When the long sword was still three inches away from the center of the black puppet's eyebrows, it had shrunk to the thickness of an index finger. A faint dragon's roar could be heard from the sword body, emitting a dazzling light.
However, in these last three inches, the sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, becoming extremely slow, and wisps of corpse energy surged from the black puppet's body like a tide, trying to restrain the sword.
"Up!" Chu Zhenting shouted.
The sword suddenly let out a dragon roar, which suddenly became louder. The spiritual pressure emitted instantly dispersed the black puppet's corpse energy. The sword suddenly stretched out, and the tip of the sword had already touched the black puppet's eyebrows.
The sharp sword light stirred, the flesh and blood flew from the corpse's face, and all the corpse hair fell off.
The white-haired man sneered, and his fingers suddenly closed together. All the corpse hair below the black puppet's neck moved to the center of his eyebrows, blocking the attack of the sword tip. At the same time, the corpse hair at the center of the eyebrows squirmed and wrapped the sword body.
Seeing that Chu Zhenting's natal talisman was about to end up like the previous guard.
"You are no match for me!" The white-haired man looked at Chu Zhenting calmly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically, his hands flew up very quickly, and his slender fingers flew like dancing elves.
"Nine Blades Cut the Sky!" Chu Zhenting shouted, and nine dragon roars trembled in the long sword wrapped in corpse hair.
"Stab..." A cracking sound came, and the layers of corpse hair suddenly split open, and nine black shadows flashed around the black puppet.
In the black shadow's hand, nine dragon-shaped sword lights flashed together, and they all disappeared into the black puppet's body.
"boom"
The sword light came out like a dragon, the black puppet exploded into pieces, the corpse elixir was completely destroyed, and he could no longer die.
The white-haired man looked ferocious and was about to fight for his life, when suddenly a voice came from the darkness: "Retreat quickly!"
Upon hearing this voice, the white-haired man had almost no hesitation. The spiritual pressure contained in the nine dragon-shaped sword lights made him feel terrified.
"I can't retreat!" How could Chu Zhenting let this white-haired man leave?
Nine shadows holding swords flashed and surrounded the white-haired man. The dragon-shaped swords coming from all directions made the white-haired man scream in pain!
"Kill!" The surrounding Senju Sect disciples rushed over at the same time, trying to rescue the white-haired man.
Although there were many disciples from the Thousand Hands Sect, their cultivation was not as good as that of the white-haired man, and most of them controlled low-level white puppets. As soon as they moved, the four people from Huairuogu who had been waiting aside also started to move.
The remaining zombie-faced guard beside Chu Tian had completely changed his expression. He was as ferocious as a devil. His talisman turned into a ghost-killing sword. Wherever it passed, four or five Thousand Hands Sect disciples and the white puppets in front of him were all killed. Split in half from the center of the eyebrow.
In Huairuogu's hand, the green whisk that was transformed into the talisman of destiny flew up, and the dust threads all over the sky penetrated sharply into the eyebrows of the disciples of the Thousand Hands Sect and those white puppets.
Around Chu Suizhu, a vermilion silk ribbon was flying up and down, and all the disciples of the Thousand Hands Sect who came into contact with him flew backwards.
Chu Tian was sitting peacefully not far away, playing the guqin in his hand to play the ethereal music. The bright moon above his head was shining with silvery light, which was very peaceful and gorgeous. Dots of holy light fell, and sound blades shuttled through the crowd, and screams continued to sound.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Just as everyone was about to break out of the encirclement, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from ahead.
The white-haired man, who had lost his black puppet and was struggling to resist the nine dragon-shaped sword lights, heard this voice, and his dim eyes lit up instantly.
The sound of breaking through the air came instantly, and it turned out that slender black corpse hairs came through the air like arrows, and were shot at the five people fighting fiercely.
The nine dragon-shaped sword lights shattered suddenly, Chu Zhenting's face turned cold, and the magic talisman turned into a giant sword again, capable of chopping down the corpse hair flying in front of him.
The green whisker filaments in Huairuogu collided with the corpse hairs, and turned into whiskers again and fell into his hands.
Chu Suizhu's invincible red silk silk was shot by the corpse hair with a banging sound. The red light flashing on the silk silk became lighter and weaker. When all the corpse hairs were blocked, the red silk silk disappeared, and Chu Suizhu's face turned pale. Breathing heavily.
Only Chu Tian's Moonlight Sound Blade seemed to have the inherent ability to restrain those corpse hairs. Wherever it passed, the corpse hair melted as quickly as possible, leaving not even the corpse energy left.
"Huh"
There was a sound of surprise in the darkness, and then, under the solemn gaze of everyone, another group of men in black stood up.
An old man in a black robe stood on the boulder where the white-haired man was standing just now. In front of him stood a three-meter-high corpse. The black corpse hair shone in the moonlight, and the corpse aura around him was purple. .
The old man in black robes had cold eyes, but he did not look at Chu Zhenting and the others, but fell on Chu Tian who was sitting not far away.
"No wonder you remnants of the demonic path are so rampant, it turns out that you have been trained to be a master of the Mysterious Talisman Realm like you!" Huairuogu looked solemn, but without fear. Above his head, there was a simple jade spiritual talisman, floating in the air. , flowing with a hazy and frightening aura of terror.
"Giggles, is this the pseudo-mystical talisman that Xia Wuyou asked us to seize? It looks good!" The old man in black robes let out a sharp laugh, his voice like a ghost's roar.
Not far away, Chu Tian's scalp was numb when he saw the old man in black robe. The power of the other party was far greater than any strong man he had ever seen.
"Is this the power of a monk in the Mysterious Talisman Realm?" Chu Tian thought to himself.
Such power gave him a strong impact, and he was eager to find his own path of cultivation.
"You are very courageous. I, the disciples of the Thousand Hands Sect, will kill you whenever you want. Damn it!" The black-robed old man finally withdrew his eyes from Chu Tian, looked at the mysterious talisman above Huairuogu's head, and said grimly.
"Everyone can kill the disciples of the Thousand Hands Sect and the righteous monks in the world. Although you are a senior in the Mysterious Talisman Realm, don't think you are invincible!" Huai Ruogu shouted angrily.
"Okay!" The old man in black robe nodded, with a strange look on his face. He just pointed a finger with his right hand, and the three-meter jumping puppet standing in front of him suddenly flashed and disappeared.
Everyone was horrified. Suddenly, Chu Suizhu's guard in front of Chu Tian let out a terrifying cry and moved to the left. At the same time, the ghost-slaying sword turned into a talisman in his hand slashed across the person who was standing just now. place.
With a crisp sound of "bang", the three-meter jumping puppet stood in the position where he had just been. The ghost-slaying sword struck the jumping puppet and broke into two pieces. The life talisman broke. The guard groaned and his figure
Staggering, the backlash was severe.
Before he could stand upright, the jumping puppet's right hand had already pinched his neck, and with a single click, he was crushed to pieces.
Then, the jumping puppet lifted the body of the guard, pulled hard with both hands, and actually tore the guard into two halves, then put it into his big mouth and chewed it.
"Ah..." The maid Bi'er, who had been looking down on Chu Tian now and had been hiding behind Chu Tian during the melee, let out a sharp cry of fear.