It is well known that the puppet and the master can manipulate the puppet through spiritual connection, but listening to Mingyang's meaning, it seems that he was not manipulating the puppet before, and the puppet is still playing with them?

A few black lines suddenly appeared on Mingyang's head, covering his face with his hands, which was really a bit embarrassing.

At this time, even the hostile thin boy shook his body and almost laughed in agreement.

In the end, I couldn't help but sneer and mocked: "Boy, are you kidding me? But let me tell you, you will die today!"

The killing intent in his eyes brightened.

At that moment, the thin young man's long sword came out of its sheath, and a cold cold light swept across Mingyang's face, and under the nervous gaze of all parties, the thin young man shot at Mingyang.

Mingyang looked up at the dazzling sword shadow expressionlessly, made a movement of shaking his shoulders, and slowly raised his head.

The stupid big man behind him happened to fall to the ground at this time, and suddenly it was like a bursting bomb, and the majestic and violent vitality rose into the sky, and the long sword in mid-air was affected and trembled wildly.

There was a crisp sound of a sword.

Feeling the amazing aura of the stupid big man's sudden twist, the teenagers who were watching the play outside withdrew a few steps one after another, and after settling down, they looked like puppets with a look of fear on their faces.

The strength of this puppet was perfectly reflected by the aura that almost crushed them, and they had to admit that this puppet that they had used as a joke before was really stronger than them!

On the other side, the young man of the Sword Cloud Sect felt the pressure of the vitality that almost crushed them, and his legs, which were a little weaker, couldn't help but tremble.

The corners of the leader's eyes twitched, and he muttered incredulously: "Puppet?

This ridiculous and incomprehensible scene was clearly displayed in front of their eyes, and the astonishing turn made them feel like a dream.

"Boom!"

The stupid big man didn't stop, and after the breath was released, it quickly rose from the ground, and at this time, the power on its body was already better than it was at the beginning, and the long sword around it was nothing, and it could not bring a substantial impact on it.

Even, the power of the stupid big man has also affected the sword formation, and you can imagine the degree of terror.

The sudden change here instantly attracted most people's eyes, ignoring the more shocking scene at the city gate, the moment the thin young man attacked Ming Yang with his sword, Ming Yang's figure seemed to become blurred.

At the moment when the young man's sword stabbed down, the moment the sword was about to fall on Mingyang's body, he suddenly stopped. Mingyang's palm clasped the young man's wrist at some point, and the young man's body froze in place and did not move.

"What...... "When the thin young man saw that Mingyang had countered the hand he had wanted to break free from the buckle on his wrist, he was shocked to find that the vitality in his body suddenly became sluggish, and no matter how he destroyed it, he couldn't evaporate the power of the vitality.

"Click!" Mingyang twisted his wrist and directly threw the young man to the ground, the power was so great that a trace of blood immediately overflowed from the corner of the young man's mouth.

A pale blue nameplate suddenly fell during its tumbling, and it was unknown if it was not

Intended to be discarded, blue plate

Two auroras were shot, one towards Mingyang and the other wrapped the thin boy, only to see a twist behind the young man swallow the resentful young man into it, turning into an extremely fast streamer and disappearing into the void.

Mingyang's eyes narrowed, and his clenched fist was helplessly loosened, this guy was too vigilant, and as soon as he realized that something was wrong, he directly abandoned the second-level nameplate, and with the help of the protection mechanism of the nameplate, he didn't know where he had gone.

Mingyang couldn't stop him from retreating.

Mingyang snorted lightly at the air, this was the first time he had failed to achieve his goal, he didn't just want to get a second-level nameplate before, Mingyang wanted to keep it all.

Now that the person has run away, Mingyang doesn't care about it, for him, the thin boy is not enough for him to let him look at it, with today's scene, it must have left a lingering shadow in his heart, and next time he sees him, he definitely doesn't have the courage to shoot at him again.

Instantly solved the thin boy, Mingyang turned to face everyone, Xie Tingting and other women behind him looked at him in shock, Mingyang felt those eyes with various expressions, and laughed dryly.

Presumably, the scene of defeating the thin boy just now must have left a lot of shock in the hearts of these teenagers and girls, and at the same time, they also left awe.

"Go into the city. Mingyang said lightly to the crowd.

Towards the disciples of the Sword Cloud Sect who were being beaten by the puppets and were about to be unable to support them.

The teenagers behind him got out of the way one after another, watching Mingyang walk through it, with a faint respect in their eyes.

The disciples of the Sword Cloud Sect who were struggling to support themselves in front also noticed the movement at the gate of the city, and the senior brother of the Sword Cloud Sect turned his eyes but did not see the figure of the thin young man, and his face suddenly sank.

At this time, the stupid big fist wind just hit it, and it was immediately blown to the ground like a fly.

Without his control, the sword formation was self-defeating, and the remaining few people were knocked to the ground by the stupid big three-two punches, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

After defeating a few people, the stupid big man stood in place, like a god of war, shocking here, so that the teenagers of other forces around him did not dare to move lightly.

Mingyang slowly walked towards the senior brother of the Sword Cloud Sect who had fallen in a pool of blood and was dying, covered in mud and dust, with a sluggish aura, and the sharp edge of the previous one.

"I admit it!" The embarrassed senior brother of the Sword Cloud Sect grew up with the mess on his face, regained the last image of the Sword Cloud Sect, and stared at Ming Yang and coughed lowly.

"A sentence of recognition is enough?" Mingyang raised his eyebrows, this person's tone was full of unhappiness, so there was a sense of convincing?

"What do you mean?" Senior Brother of the Sword Cloud Sect pulled out the long sword inserted in front of him and said vigilantly.

Mingyang smiled and said with a cold smile: "Since you have the ability to block my way, you naturally have to be prepared for the consequences of being left behind!"

How can there be a perfunctory sentence in this world?

If they were defeated today, the Sword Cloud Sect would be able to let them go.

"What are you going to do!" Senior Brother Jianyun Sect was frightened, and couldn't help but take a few steps back as Mingyang walked forward, and advised: "I advise you to stop in moderation, we have already admitted it, let you go into the city, and it is inevitable that you will have one more friend in the Xiaoyuan Realm."

Good thing!"

Mingyang's face remained unchanged, his wrists twisted to make a crisp sound, and there was a playful smile in his eyes.

Seeing that Ming Yang had no intention of stopping, the senior brother of the Sword Cloud Sect quietly probed his palm into his arms, his face turned for a moment, and he shouted fiercely: "Friend is really so ruthless? Don't you think that with a puppet, you can run rampant in the Xiao Yuan Realm and be invincible!

"Get out! If you want to get out, get out of the nonsense, it's a lot of nonsense!" Mingyang saw the young man's actions, and without waiting for him to speak, he directly interrupted him coldly, obviously this person had the intention of running away, and hit the last torrential rain.

Mingyang was not interested in listening to his unnutritious nonsense, and directly greeted the stupid big man.

The senior brother of the Sword Cloud Sect didn't expect Mingyang to be so decisive, and resolutely threw out the nameplate, just like the thin boy just now, the nameplate shot out, one fell towards Mingyang, and the other wrapped the young man and disappeared in place in an instant.

After it vanished, a fist shadow fell from the sky, smashing a hole in the flat, hard ground!

(End of chapter)

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