Chapter 242: Humanoid Puppet

"No!" Hongmeng replied in the affirmative.

"Why?" Nie Yifan quit.

"The host is in poor physical condition, and if it is close, it will be roasted to death by high temperatures. Hongmeng explained rarely.

"When I didn't ask. Nie Yifan somehow thought of those skewers on the grill in the lounge every morning.

"The ancient temple is in front of us, let's go. Director Chen urged Nie Yifan, who had stopped.

Nie Yifan ignored Director Chen, and looked at the sun above his head in a daze, and then raised his feet and stepped forward.

Stepping into a path paved with bluestone slabs, Nie Yifan gradually felt a sense of solemnity.

It's time to come.

The fighting armor covered his whole body, and Nie Yifan rushed forward with his clumsy sword on his back, leaving Director Chen behind him in the blink of an eye.

Director Chen didn't chase after him, and after standing in place and waiting for ten seconds, a dark figure appeared beside him in a trance.

"Lord Duan Lang, you're finally here. Director Chen saluted to the people beside him.

"What a shrewd boy, but that's interesting, you wait for me at the entrance, and when you're done cleaning up that kid, you won't lose a penny. Duan Lang covered his face with black veil, in addition to being a head taller than Duan An, his figure was also as thin as Duan An.

On the big tree fifty meters away, Nie Yifan used the hidden mystery to integrate himself with the surrounding environment, this distance was not only an effective safe distance, but also the limit distance that he could hear the previous conversation without using mental power.

Duan Lang: Hehe, it's really the Council of Elders. The small one is not good, and the old one is not enough, and the Council of Elders is nothing more than that.

The clumsy sword was slowly drawn from behind its back, and thanks to its rough shape, it did not have the slightest reflection in its movement, as if it was born for assassination.

Nie Yifan stood on the tree and waited quietly for Duan Lang's self-throwing net.

After Director Chen left, Duan Lang was not in a hurry, but walked leisurely on the bluestone road, if he hadn't known that he was going to kill himself, Nie Yifan would have thought that he was here for a walk.

Fork loading is cool for a while, and crematorium at night.

Half a minute later, Nie Yifan aimed at Duan Lang, who was less than ten meters away from him, and the three sharp blades silently slashed at his forehead, neck, and heart under the cover of the shadow of the tree.

At the moment after Nie Yifan made a move, Duan Lang noticed the movement above his head, and when he looked up, it was already too late.

The three attacks accurately concentrated Duan Lang's body.

There is fraud!

After Nie Yifan saw that the three attacks were solid, he was not happy and frightened, and flew back from the tree.

You must know that even Duan An will not be so bad.

Sure enough, as soon as Nie Yifan's front feet were lifted from the tree, the same three attacks returned to him in an instant along the original path, Nie Yifan's body twisted, and he avoided the attack with the amount of movement in advance.

"Hehe, it's interesting, the three techniques in one didn't hurt you. ”

Duan Lang's body appeared on top of a big tree at the level of Nie Yifan, his hands with black gloves raised horizontally, as if they were pulling several transparent silk threads.

Nie Yifan held back Duan Lang under his eyes and found that he had long since disappeared.

It's strange, how did this person appear in the tree, even if he used the running wolf, it wouldn't be so fast.

Nie Yifan was puzzled, and the sound of breaking wind behind him suddenly appeared.

With his feet exerting force, Nie Yifan directly used the wolf to dodge.

But with a pain in his shoulder, five claw marks cut through the fighting armor, pulling Nie Yifan's shoulder open with five bloody holes.

Does he still have helpers?

The spiritual power suddenly let go and swept around, but within fifty meters, there was no one except Duan Lang in front of him, and there was not even an abnormal fluctuation of spiritual power.

Weird!

Don't dare to hold it up, the Mithril Shield that has not appeared for a long time was taken out by Nie Yifan, this is the first time that the Mithril Shield has appeared above the sky, and the appearance of this shield means that Nie Yifan has a self-defeating identity, so this battle Duan Lang must die.

His eyes locked Duan Lang firmly, and Nie Yifan resisted the urge to take the initiative, and still adopted the tactics of static braking.

However, Duan Lang was obviously much more anxious than Nie Yifan, and the rumors behind him rose again, and Nie Yifan knew that the second attack was coming.

The Mithril shield was suspended behind him, his figure was shaking, and the three Nie Yifan staggered into Duan Lang's eyes.

The mystery of a thousand shadows was used to the extreme by Nie Yifan, and the illusion that was conjured was almost the same as a physical object.

Duan Lang raised his eyebrows, and the blow just now actually missed.

In the dodge, even if the attack was close to his neck, Nie Yifan's eyes never left Duan Lang's body.

"Hehe, silk play. The corners of Nie Yifan's mouth rose.

"Yes, you saw the puppet body so quickly, it seems that my stupid brother was wronged when he lost. Duan Lang heard Nie Yifan reveal his secret, and only then did he really get serious.

Three short knives slashed through Nie Yifan's hand, stabbing towards Duan Lang with the tail of residual spiritual power.

Duan Lang's ten fingers shook rapidly, and a puppet identical to Duan An flew out from behind him, and the puppet's limbs twisted a few times in a way that humans couldn't do at all, blocking all three short knives.

With such a hard body, Nie Yifan's spiritual power in his eyes was full of energy, and he directly saw the real body inside through the puppet's spiritual power disguise.

It turned out to be a humanoid golem made of dark iron mixed with mythril.