The sword-wielding puppet Taoist pressed the red crystal stone into a groove within the formation on his chest.
"Crack--" The crystal matched the formation, and a bright blood-red light suddenly emerged from the puppet Taoist's body. It was like the actual sword energy forced out of his body, forming a huge sword behind him.
After the illusion of the sword appeared, it quickly retracted into the puppet Taoist's body. Immediately, the puppet Taoist's momentum began to increase rapidly. This indestructible sword had the potential to crush the mountain of Siyu.
Taking steps forward, the puppet Taoist dragged his long sword and walked towards Siyu step by step. Every time the sole of his foot hit the ground, it sounded like a bell in Siyu's ears. The puppet Taoist's momentum rose again and again, and soon
Beyond Siyu. Only then did Siyu truly see how terrifying this puppet Taoist was, and at the same time, he admired the senior who created this puppet Taoist even more.
When the momentum reached its peak, the Taoist Taoist resolutely chose to take action. The bright sword energy was inspired and condensed into a huge sword shadow in the air. The lightsaber, which seemed to be a solid sword, was like a mountain-breaking ax, and chopped off Siyu's head.
Cold sweat penetrated Siyu's spine. He was horrified to find that he had been firmly locked by the huge aura and could not move at all. He could only choose to take the attack forcefully.
The Divine Sovereign Sword quickly flew out of his hand, condensing into thousands of incarnations in the air, "The Divine Dragon is coming!", a purple-silver sword dragon roared angrily, hovering above Siyu's head, glaring at the flying lightsaber.
"Coax--" The ear-piercing trembling sound of the impact made people's ears explode. Sword energy flew across the center of the martial arts training ground, and a colorful figure flew backwards in the collision, scattering his blood in the air.
Lost! Siyu lost. With just one blow, the puppet Taoist's lightsaber completely destroyed Siyu's sword dragon and severely wounded Siyu.
The Divine Sovereign Sword lost its luster and fell from the air. The Taoist Taoist puppet slid in front of Siyu, holding the long sword between Siyu's throat and glaring at him coldly.
Siyu wanted to smile bitterly, but coughed up a mouthful of blood. The people below wanted to jump onto the martial arts field, but were bounced back by the light shield that suddenly rose around the martial arts field.
The cold voice of the puppet Taoist floated over, "The rules of the martial arts training ground, when challenging, only one person can do it."
After saying that, the puppet Taoist kicked Siyu out of the martial arts training ground and said coldly: "You have lost."
The people below hurriedly caught Siyu, and were extremely angry at the puppet Taoist. Xiusila snorted coldly, and was about to rush to the stage, but was grabbed by Siyu from behind, "Xiusla can't pull it, that puppet Taoist's
His strength is unfathomable, his sword skills are weird and unpredictable, and his sword energy is even more sharp. Moreover, after he goes up there, his cultivation will be suppressed to the early stage of transcending the tribulation, so you can't defeat him."
Xiusila's voice was a little excited, "Boss, let go. How will you know if you don't try? Besides, I have a move that can restrain his sword energy."
"No, he's just a machine, he doesn't know how to get tired at all, and after a living person comes up and his strength is suppressed, he can't pose a real threat to him." Siyu pulled Xiusila, and the injuries in his body were even more serious. The sword of the puppet Taoist
The Qi was extremely overbearing and was rushing through his meridians. Siyu tried to use Purple Silver Qi to resolve it, but was unable to do so. Instead, the sword Qi dispersed the Qi and spit out another mouthful of blood.
Meiji hugged Siyu, her delicate body trembling, but she still maintained some sense and was not as impulsive as Shusila. She had just tested it with her mental power and found that the puppet Taoist had no mental fluctuations at all. Her
Mental attacks could not be used against him, otherwise she would have rolled up her sleeves and rushed to avenge Siyu.
Dracula looked at the puppet Taoist with great interest. Now the Taoist returned to his cold appearance, standing there with his eyes closed. Suddenly Dracula raised his eyebrows and said to the person next to him: "This martial arts training ground can be used
Suppressing the cultivation of living people, I wonder if it can suppress the cultivation of dead things? Oh, praise Satan, if the Taoist priest has blood, the great Dracula would be willing to go up and give it a try."
Although Dracula's words seemed like nonsense, they gave everyone a warning. Just as everyone was considering whether to let an evil bone dragon fly over, a hoarse voice boomed in the corner, "I'll do it!"
Under the attention of everyone, the zombie stepped onto the martial arts training ground and came to the puppet Taoist.
Thick death energy spread from the zombie's body, and the tragic evil energy rose into the sky, diluting the sword energy emitted by the puppet Taoist.
The puppet Taoist opened his eyes and still said coldly: "You have the strength to fight with me. You can choose weapons."
"Roar - fight -" The zombie suddenly burst out with strong fighting spirit. The long hair that was scattered on the shoulders automatically moved without wind. It raised its iron fist and the zombie rushed towards the puppet Taoist.
"Bang——" The zombie punched the Taoist puppet hard in the stomach, knocking him away.
Everyone in the martial arts field watched nervously. During the first attack, the puppet Taoist did not fight back. Could it be that the machine was broken?
Obviously not. The puppet Taoist quickly got up from the ground and continued expressionlessly: "You have the strength to fight me. You can choose weapons."
"Fight--" The hoarse roar of the zombie was like a war drum leaking out of the wind, and the fighting spirit was overwhelming, like the raging sea and fierce river that could swallow up everything. The fist with strong death energy overturned the puppet Taoist again.
The puppet Taoist got up again, and still said the same thing, "You have the strength to fight me, and you can choose your weapons."
What greeted him was still the fists of zombies with infinite fighting spirit.
Time and time again, the puppet Taoist fell down, got up and fell again in front of the iron fist of the zombie. From beginning to end, he only said the same sentence, "You have the strength to fight with me, and you can choose weapons." But the zombie never said this from beginning to end.
When he went to fetch the weapons that were close at hand, he did not summon his own weapons. He just used his fists to knock down the opponent again and again. However, the puppet Taoist did not see the zombies holding weapons and did not even take action. He was passively hit until he was hit. He was a perfect human-shaped sandbag.
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The people outside the martial arts training ground were stunned. Ares, who was recovering from his injuries, muttered to himself: "This is okay?!"
Dracula smiled and encouraged his companions: "Mighty Eastern brother, your shamelessness is even better than mine."
"Bang——" I don't know how many times the puppet Taoist was thrown to the ground again.
"You have the strength to fight with me, you can choose..." After getting up, the puppet Taoist said the same thing. Before he finished speaking, his mouth made close contact with the flying Padfoot.
There were fists and shadows, and the zombies roared with fighting spirit from time to time. The puppet Taoist was like a straw, being mercilessly tortured by the zombies.
For half a day, everyone saw what it means to be strong. Two cold-blooded lunatics, one tirelessly beating people, and the other tirelessly being beaten. The sound of metal hitting the ground kept lingering. Everyone's hearts were tortured beyond measure.
Hours, for three whole hours, these two powerful "people" never rested. At this time, the purple and gold patterned dragon robe on the puppet Taoist had been sacrificed in the fists and feet, and the puppet Taoist's perfect body fell into everyone's eyes, and everyone was shocked.
Part of the "skin" is made of an unknown material, but there are three extremely horrific scars on the chest, abdomen and inside of the right leg. They are injured by unknown sources. The wounds are blunt and burnt.
trace.
However, everyone dare not underestimate this puppet Taoist. Everyone has seen his figure before. Under the zombies' violent attack, not even a single wound appeared on his body for a long time. Siyu's sword slashed him earlier.
Reese's angry fists did not cause any damage to him. In addition, driven by the magical crystal in the formation on his chest, he was almost an invincible little strongman.
Siyu had recovered most of his injuries half an hour ago and turned his attention to the field. The puppet Taoist stood up again and persevered in persuading: "You have the strength to fight with me, you can choose weapons.
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Just as the zombie was about to pounce on him, Siyu suddenly reminded him: "Zombie, grab the two crystal stones on his chest. That's where his energy lies."
The zombie seemed to understand Siyu's meaning. His fists in the air changed into claws, and he clawed hard at the chest of Immortal Xiaoqiang...
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