Soul Haoxuan's sword slashed towards the puppet's head impartially, and the puppet didn't dodge, just waiting for the sword to be cut on his head, he suddenly raised the hand that had only been cut off his nails, and held the powerful blade of the sword. Then he roared angrily at Soul Haoxuan, Soul Haoxuan still didn't care, and changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, the sword body sank suddenly, and slowly cut the palm of the puppet holding the blade, from skin to flesh, and then from flesh to bone, and finally directly split his arm in half from the middle!

This time, the puppet screamed even more fiercely, but he didn't give in because of this, and still dragged his two hands to the arms that had lost their function and rushed towards Soul Haoxuan. Soul Haoxuan didn't rush to solve him, but looked at Jiang Huanghuang while retreating. He doesn't love fighting, fighting like this is endless, and it is a waste of physical strength to come, and in the end, this puppet must be folded in his own hands, so he cast his eyes on Jiang Huanghuang, which obviously means that Jiang Huanghuang should take measures to recall this puppet.

"Mao, come back quickly!" Jiang Huanghuang immediately understood the meaning of Soul Haoxuan's gaze, so he loudly called out to the puppet who had gone crazy. But Mao still didn't listen to Jiang Huanghuang, but continued to walk towards Soul Haoxuan, and in the process of walking, his mouth kept making strange sounds, and the skin on his body started from his face, slowly splitting, and the black liquid slowly flowed out from the place where the skin was broken, and after a while, his body was dyed black.

"How can this be, why don't you listen to me!" Jiang Huanghuang looked at such a puppet and said in despair, he really didn't understand what was going on, he knew that it was impossible to call the puppet back. Now he was entangled in whether to let the other three puppets go up to help, if the four puppets won the Soul Haoxuan, it would undoubtedly be a good thing for him, if he lost, he would be in big trouble.

After struggling for a long time, Jiang Huanghuang finally made a decision, he did not let Zi Chouyin make a move, but continued to let the puppet Mao and Soul Haoxuan fight alone. Moreover, he also hoped that Soul Haoxuan would be able to defeat the puppet and get a little injured in the process, so that he wouldn't need to clean up the mess.

"Okay, then let me help you clean up the portal!" Seeing that Jiang Huanghuang couldn't stop the puppet Mao, and had no intention of continuing to stop it, Soul Haoxuan said this coldly, and then stopped retreating, raised the ancient sword and slowly walked towards the puppet Mao.

The skin on the puppet's body was almost completely shattered, and his already dry muscles squeezed out of the cracks in the skin, and then quickly expanded, like balloons, and after a while, his body was covered with fist-sized red meat balls, the layers of meat balls looked very disgusting, and exuded a strange smell.

Seeing such a puppet, Soul Haoxuan couldn't help frowning, and then swung his sword and slashed at the puppet, Mao didn't dodge, and let the ancient sword slash at him, but this sword didn't cause much damage to him, it just cut a few meat balls on his body. These slashed balls of flesh spewed out black liquid, shooting towards Soul Haoxuan like sharp swords.

Soul Haoxuan hurriedly dodged, and these black liquids shot on the stone wall of the tomb, instantly shooting out several fist-sized grooves that were more than ten centimeters deep. One can imagine how much damage these black liquids would cause if they were shot on Soul Haoxuan's body.

Soul Haoxuan glanced at the recess on the wall, rubbed his nose, and then attacked again. This time his speed was extremely fast, and he came to Mao in an instant, first swinging a sword and slashing at the puppet Mao's left arm, the puppet Mao moved slightly to the right, and Soul Haoxuan had already swung his left fist. The punch slammed into the puppet's head.

After being hit by this heavy punch, the puppet Mao roared, and then the whole person tilted to the right, Soul Haoxuan did not stop attacking, swung the ancient sword again, and slashed at the puppet Mao's head.

I thought that this sword could directly cut off the puppet Mao's head, but I didn't expect that the puppet Mao raised his hand violently, and the palm that had been cut off didn't know when it grew again, and it was the same scarlet color as the meat ball on his body, and there were no nails like steel knives, but he directly grabbed the ancient sword of Soul Haoxuan, and it was not damaged at all.

Soul Haoxuan was taken aback, but the puppet's other hand had already reached in front of him, and after shaking it in his face, it quickly sank and pressed on his shoulder.

Soul Haoxuan was caught off guard, and was grabbed by the puppet on the shoulder, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in the shoulder. When he looked sideways, he realized that nails had grown from the puppet's five fingers, and they had pierced into his flesh. Judging by the pain sensation, these five nails are already very deep.

Soul Haoxuan frowned slightly, and he tried to get rid of the puppet's entanglement, but he couldn't break free, he didn't dare to be too strong, if he used too much force, it was very likely that he would be removed from an arm. Therefore, he did not act rashly, but used all his strength on the hand that held the sword.

Soul Haoxuan violently exerted his strength, pulled the ancient sword out of the puppet Mao's hand, and then slashed fiercely at the hand that the puppet Mao was holding his shoulder. The puppet didn't dodge or block, probably thinking that his arm could carry the sword of Soul Haoxuan.

In the next second, the blade slashed through the puppet Mao's arm, and the entire arm was directly cut off, Soul Haoxuan regained his freedom, and the whole person quickly fell backwards, and the moment he touched the ground, he quickly made a backward roll, dodging the brown liquid sprayed from the wound of the puppet Mao's broken arm.

The puppet who had had his arm cut off howled again, and he was even angrier than before, he shook the remaining arm and rushed towards Soul Haoxuan, who had not yet gotten up from the ground, and wanted to pounce on Soul Haoxuan to give Soul Haoxuan a fatal blow, but Soul Haoxuan got up from the ground before he arrived, and sank down slightly, holding the sword in both hands, and rushed towards the puppet Mao with lightning speed.

The puppet Mao wanted to dodge the sword of Soul Haoxuan, but the scope of the tomb was too narrow for him to dodge at all, so he simply held his chest and met the ancient sword that Soul Haoxuan stabbed over.

With a "poof", the ancient sword stabbed directly into the puppet's chest. The puppet roared angrily, took a few steps back and listened, his body fell forward slightly, and then he exerted his strength violently, holding the ancient sword, pushing Soul Haoxuan to practice backwards, and at the same time, the remaining hand suddenly raised and slapped heavily on Soul Haoxuan's back.

(End of chapter)