The difference is that the tools made of the Mohist mechanism do not need traction, and they can complete independent actions only by relying on the mechanism and mystery, while the puppet technique needs to use external force to pull the instrument through the medium.

"Emperor Linfu" has recorded: the East China Sea Kongyu country is composed of nine large islands and many small islands, sparsely populated, six hundred years ago the Great Qin Empire on the immortal Xu Zu led thousands of believers to the east to the secluded world, the establishment of the empty island country, also known as Jiuzhou fairyland.

The Kongyu Kingdom of the East China Sea inherited the mantle and culture of the Great Qin Empire and followed the techniques of the Mohists.

The technique is inherited only by the Mo family's giants, and other Mo craftsmen have not been able to understand a single star in their lives. However, there are a very small number of craftsmen in the Kongyu Country, who painstakingly study the partial door, and pull the finished equipment through an external force medium, which can realize the action of controlling the equipment.

Therefore, it is called puppeteer, and the person who controls the puppet is called: puppeteer.

Thirty years ago, in the War of the Five Kings, the Emperor Lin and Kongyu reached an alliance agreement, and the king of Kongyu sent a small number of puppet divisions to participate in the battle together with Kongyu soldiers.

In that war, several supreme puppeteers emerged, and they used puppeteing to the extreme, and the powerful ones could control nearly a thousand puppets at the same time, and they could slaughter a city in one night.

After experiencing that war, it directly led to the unprecedented decline of the national strength of the five countries, a large number of casualties, and the people's names were not good, and the puppet division also disappeared in that war, just like the dragon spirit of the Heavenly Master's Mansion of the Emperor Linguo.

Some people say that the puppeteers were all killed in that battle, and some people say that the puppeteers were too fierce and were quietly wiped out by the emperor who later called the emperor.

Some people also say that the puppet art was originally only mastered by a very small number of Mo craftsmen, and after the battle of the Five Kings, there were very few descendants of the puppet technique, and in order to preserve the secret art, the few remaining puppeteers all retired.

In short, no matter what, the black-robed man in front of him is a genuine puppeteer.

Tong Yuan slowly rubbed the silver spear in his hand, frowning, a layer of frost was faintly shrouded between his eyebrows, and there was an imperceptible expression of pain on his face.

Although he dodged to avoid the fatal wound of the coiling dragon silk just now, a piece of flesh was cut off from his left arm by the slender but extremely sharp coiling dragon silk.

Blood flowed down his arm like a thin snake, ticking down his fingertips and falling to the ground. He knew that if he continued to fight, he would probably die here.

Then, Tong Yuan's silver spear was picked, and a little cold light arrived first, and shouted: "Spear stabbing - Long Xiao!"

Suddenly, the cold aura was even worse, Tong Yuan stabbed out with a shot, and a domineering silver dragon suddenly appeared, stabbing towards the slender black-robed man.

This shot pierced the air, and with a decisive killing intent, it stabbed towards the heart of the black-robed man.

On this side, the black-robed man's ten fingers were crossed like hooks and pulled down, only to see the coiled dragon silk as thin as hair in the moonlight intertwined into a net and headed towards the silver dragon.

Suddenly, the shot that was as fast as thunder paused and stopped in mid-air, the tip of the gun kept trembling and making a buzzing sound, Tong Yuan stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person stopped at a distance from the net.

Tong Yuan's right hand carried the aura, slapped the tail of the spear with one palm, and a silver dragon suddenly flew towards the slender black-robed man as if it had broken free.

The slender black robe was also stunned, and his figure jumped back like a ghost, and immediately flew backwards. It's just that no matter how fast he is, he can't be as fast as the silver dragon that flew towards him with the momentum of the mountain and the tsunami.

At the moment when the silver dragon pierced the black-robed man, he pulled his left hand back, and the sound of splashing water sounded in his ears, and a faster black afterimage suddenly flew out of the river, so fast that even Tong Yuan couldn't see clearly, only heard the sound of "click" gears turning.

- There was a metal impact sound of "ding", and a silver dragon was forcibly blocked by a diamond umbrella.

Tong Yuan ignored the miss, and galloped towards the invisible net.

"Look for death!" The slender black-robed man pulled back the coiled dragon silk controlled by his fingertips, and the sharp net surrounded Tong Yuan.

Seeing that the net intertwined by coiled dragon silk was getting closer and closer, a silver dragon suddenly jumped up and flew back towards Tong Yuan.

The slender black-robed man fixed his eyes on the silver spear that had turned into a dragon shape and collided with the Vajra umbrella, with a very thin chain tied to its tail, and the other end of the chain was grasping in Tong Yuan's hand.

After the silver spear returned to Tong Yuan's hands again, Tong Yuan grabbed it with both hands and played a spear flower, and the silver dragon attached to the spear and hovered above his head.

"Spear stabbing - the silver dragon breaks the formation!" Tong Yuan shouted, the aura in his body soared, and he converged towards the silver spear in his hand, the silver dragon phantom became more and more solid, and the silver dragon danced with the silver spear, and the storm on the dragon's body was great.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to condense and bubble white.

Hearing the sound of the word "break", dozens of silver rays rose abruptly, breaking through the invisible wire net, and in an instant, a silver dragon rose into the air and tore the net apart.

Under the moonlight, the silver threads as thin as a hair shone faintly cold, like smoke drifting away, falling with the wind.

"Without this dragon silk, I'll see how you control the puppet. Tong Yuan shouted, and shot straight at the slender black-robed man.

"Really?" The slender black-robed man did not hesitate at all, his fingers were like hooks, and he poked towards the black-robed puppeteer who had just jumped out of the river, and five blue rays of light instantly shot out from his five fingers, which were connected to the puppeteer's head, hands, and feet.

"Soul Silk, since you can condense Silk with Qi!" Tong Yuan looked at the slender black-robed man in surprise.

According to legend, the puppeteers of the East China Sea Kongyu Country have cultivated the puppet technique to a certain level, and they can control the puppet without silk threads, and they can condense into silk threads to control the puppets only with the aura in the sea of qi.

Tong Yuan is well versed in all Qi refining people, and it is absolutely not easy to condense the aura into shape without using any artifact! Although he can infuse the aura in the sea of qi into the gun and transform into a dragon form, this is only the method of the imperial weapon.

Since ancient times, there have been methods of using qi to control the spirit and qi to control the spirit, but the aura is directly formed, except for the great sect powerhouses of the qi refining lineage, few people can do it.

However, the puppeteer was already proficient in the Mo family's technique, and it was obviously difficult to cultivate this qi refining technique to such a realm.

After the black-robed puppet man was connected by the soul silk, he instantly raised his left arm, and the mechanism on his left arm was connected to the Vajra umbrella, protecting the slender black-robed man's body.

The vajra umbrella was shining with black light, with a hard texture, composed of hundreds of pieces of black iron, and the connection of each piece of black iron could not be seen by the naked eye.

"The mantis arm is a car. Tong Yuan glanced at the puppet man, snorted coldly, and with a flip of the gun, a silver dragon roared out and stabbed at it.

The silver dragon is lifelike, even the dragon whiskers at the dragon's mouth and the dragon scales on the dragon's body are clearly visible, the whole power is like a real dragon, and the pressure is breathless, compared to the virtual dragon shadow just now, this kind of power is dozens of times better.

With a loud "boom", the entire silver dragon poured down into the air, and with the power of ten thousand jun, the stone bridge was smashed, and the slender black-robed man was shocked by this blow and flew out, and the soul silk in his hand pulled a broken puppet, and then flew out.

I saw that the puppet only had half a broken body left, and the black robe on its body was torn into strips of cloth by the cold aura, and it was vaguely drooping on its body. The left arm was broken whole, and the vajra umbrella and the left arm were shattered into countless pieces together, shattering to the ground.

The black-robed man struggled to get up from the ground, and as soon as he tore off the dark iron mask on his face, it turned out to be a woman's face as pale as paper!

Tong Yuan was slightly moved, and sighed softly: "That's good! You can last so long!"

He stood on the broken bridge, holding the gun in one hand, standing awe-inspiring, the aura on the silver spear exuding a wisp of cold air at night.

The black-robed woman was silent, the soul in her hand shook, and dozens of mechanism triggering sounds of "click" followed, followed by countless sounds of "whoosh" breaking the sky.

Hundreds of flying needles shot out from the mutilated puppet's body, pouring down towards Tong Yuan like a torrential rain.

Seeing this situation, Tong Yuan's face that had just been moved suddenly became cold, and the silver spear in his hand flew up and down, only to see several silver dragons transformed into life, and the aura poured more and more, and the nine silver dragons protected Tong Yuan's body.

Tong Yuan snorted coldly: "-Nine Dragon Wall."

In an instant, hundreds of flying needles rushed to the face, and the "ding, ding, ding, ding" hit the Nine Dragons wall, but none of the flying needles could penetrate and hurt Tong Yuan in the slightest.

After a while, the sound of metal collision stopped, and Tong Yuan also knew that the hidden weapon in the hidden box on the puppet's body had been exhausted, so he retracted his momentum, and held the silver gun in his hand after dancing a spear flower.

"I didn't want to hurt the woman, but I just wanted you to kill my family Lian'er, today I will give you a good time, leaving you a whole corpse. Tong Yuan raised his eyebrows, and there was a melancholy between his eyebrows.

The black-robed woman was silent, staggered towards the broken puppet, picked it up with difficulty, hugged it in her arms, and then nodded, raised her neck, and didn't even look at Tong Yuan.

Tong Yuan shook his head helplessly, flipped his right hand, held the silver spear, and jumped towards the heart of the black-robed woman.

A shot was stabbed, although the gun was fierce, but it did not feel a trace of killing intent at all, and there was a sound of "poof" entering the flesh, and the silver gun pierced the woman's heart.

But Tong Yuan frowned, a burning pain in his heart, his throat was fishy, and a stream of blood gushed out down his throat and spurted out.

"You, you ......" Tong Yuan looked at the black-robed woman in front of him who was pierced through the heart by his own shot in disbelief, and muttered, "Yes, yes...... Corpse Golem ......"

The broken puppet behind him moved, and the puppet's stump hand popped out a steel knife and stabbed Tong Yuan's heart from the back.

"Hahaha...... It's a pity, it's a pity that you know too late. The puppet spoke, and his voice was so dark that it seemed like its throat was full of worms.

"You, since you...... Since you have made yourself into a puppet!" Tong Yuan gasped, and another mouthful of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem...... It turns out that it's you, you've been manipulating, cough, cough...... That corpse puppet, since you can, can bring the living ...... cough, cough...... Make a puppet!"

"You, you, who the hell are you?" Tong Yuan coughed incessantly, a gurgling of blood gushing out of his mouth, and a few red blood begonias were dyed on the loess.

The puppeteer spoke, "Ten Nights Organization!"

"Ten, Ten Nights......" Before the words were finished, the steel knife was quickly pulled out with a pop, and then the cold light flashed, and a head flew out several meters away under the cold moon.

With a "plop", the man who once carried the glory of the empire in the moonlight collapsed with a sturdy body.

He may have dreamed countless times that he would die on the battlefield, but he never thought that he would walk in such a mess!

"Daddy, when are you coming back!"

"Daddy, Lian'er has to hold her ...... high"

"Lian'er don't leave Daddy......"

"Daddy......"

Gradually, he closed his eyes and grinned at the corners of his mouth......