And at this time, it seemed that because he sensed the movement here, the Immortal Root Stage masters who were guarding the other four directions of this city also came one after another, and they surrounded Dongfang Shuo for a while.

Dongfang Shuo's gaze quickly looked around, and then immediately fell on the essence on the ground not far away.

Seeing that a crack suddenly opened on Jing Yuan, the corners of his mouth were also slightly hooked.

Everything is still under control.

"Don't rob me, this head is mine!"

The Immortal Root Stage master, who had been staying in this direction at the beginning, immediately opened his mouth and said this to the other three Immortal Root Stage masters.

But the faces of the three people also showed greedy expressions, and one of them said: "This kind of thing is naturally shared by those who see it, and now this kid is already a turtle in the urn, who does his head belong to, I think we will each rely on our abilities!"

"Yes, each according to his ability. The other two immediately chimed in.

The first immortal root stage master snorted coldly: "You guys are not lucky, you are all good at grabbing people's heads." Then, he showed a hideous and greedy expression, "But it's okay, each according to his ability, he has his own ability, and the old man really hasn't been afraid of anyone." ”

With that, a brutal spiritual power suddenly surged up.

And the other three Immortal Root Stage masters also immediately mobilized their respective spiritual powers.

Suddenly, four spiritual pressures swept out in an instant, and almost simultaneously pressed heavily on Dongfang Shuo's body, which overwhelmed him for a while, and he was almost out of breath.

But compared to the coercion of the old man just now, it is only a small thing.

"The old man has now collected this kid's head, let's have another competition to decide the credit!"

Immediately, as soon as one of them spoke, the spiritual power in his hand suddenly expanded several times, and at the same time as he jumped up, a burst of Xiong Yong's monstrous palm power was condensed under his palm print, and swept towards Dongfang Shuo, "Thief, die!"

"Shameless old thief, let me kill!" "I'll come!"

Seeing this, the other three Immortal Root Stage masters suddenly lost their footing, and they all turned their spiritual power and burst out with amazing power, and each of them also pinched up the surging palm prints and smashed them towards Dongfang Shuo one after another.

The palm prints smashed from all directions swept through Dongfang Shuo's body with gusts of wind, making the clothes on his body messy for a while, and he, who was already overwhelmed by the spiritual pressure of the four immortal root stages, couldn't help but be suppressed by half a point when he forcibly stood upright.

But on his face, it was unusually calm, even a little cold.

At the last moment, Dongfang Shuo suddenly raised his eyes, and in his cold and piercing eyes, a trace of slaughter was suddenly revealed.

"Do you really think I'm a turtle in an urn?"

A word that was neither light nor heavy spat out of his mouth.

Seeing that the blatant palm in it was about to hit his head, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Shuo, and he directly carried this palm print with just a raise of his hand.

"This?!"

As soon as the palm fell, the immortal root stage master suddenly looked frightened.

But he didn't have time to react more, and the figure that suddenly appeared had already made a hand knife.

Whew!

Only after a sound piercing the flesh, the figure's hand knife pierced the man's chest directly, and a burst of blood mist suddenly sprayed outward, rising all over the sky.

From resisting the palm print, disintegrating the power, to piercing the chest, the whole process took almost only a moment, and it was easily completed by that figure, without the slightest trace of mud and water.

"It's really worthy of being a puppet warrior in the refining period, maybe it's too strong. ”

After watching the puppet warrior throw aside the immortal root stage master who had lost his breath without emotion, Dongfang Shuo's mouth hooked, and he couldn't help but show a trace of excitement and palpitations on his face. He was excited, he had the terrifying strength of this puppet general, and it was precisely because of this strength that he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

I'm afraid that this puppet war will be a double-edged sword.

"Retreat!"

Seeing such a scene, the other three Immortal Root Stage masters immediately put away their palm power and retreated backwards one after another. At this moment, their faces were completely devoid of the arrogance and greed they had just had, replaced by fear and fear.

Just one combination killed the master of the Winning Immortal Root Period, such a strength made them palpitate.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, why do you want to help this Demon Sect disciple?"

One of them asked, with a hint of tremor in his tone.

But the puppet general turned a deaf ear, and with a slight sinking of his body, his figure swept out again.

"We can ......"

Seeing that the puppet warrior had already made a quick move, the man immediately spoke again.

However, before he could finish his words, the puppet warrior had already arrived in front of him, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

The person who was choked by the neck and lifted up for a while, the desire to survive made him immediately mobilize the spiritual power of his whole body to gather on his hands, and constantly beat the arm that pinched him. Surprisingly, all the spiritual power evaporated and dissipated when it was three inches away from the puppet general, and what finally hammered into the puppet warrior was just a meat fist with brute force.

Click!

In the man's boundless despair, the puppet general's fingers used a little force to break his neck. A mouthful of blood spurted out of the man's mouth and spilled directly on the puppet general's body and face.

But the puppet warrior didn't care at all, and threw him away at will, and then his emotionless gaze fell on the other two immortal root stage masters.

His eyes made the two of them tremble.

"Brother Zheng, fight with him!"

"Okay, let's get on it together!"

The two immediately hit it off, and then sacrificed their respective magic weapons together.

A seal, and a bell.

Boom! Crackle!

Boom! Crackle!

But those two magic weapons didn't even show their power, and the puppet warrior had already reached the two magic weapons at an incredible speed, and just with two punches of complete brute force, it was like breaking two pieces of tofu, and the two magic weapons that were about the third grade were shattered.

At the same time as the magic weapon was shattered, it suddenly made the faces of the two immortal root stage masters show despair.

In the following moments, the puppet warrior had already arrived in front of one of them, and the man could not react at all, and at the moment when he had just felt the fear, a large hand had already grabbed his head, and a brutal and terrifying force was immediately exerted on his skull, leaving only despair in his heart.

"No !!"

In the last moments of his life, he roared.

"Brother Zheng, I'll burn some more money for you!" At this moment, the guy on the other side with a hideous and twisted face because of fear suddenly ran away in a burst of shouting.

But can he run away?

He had barely run a few steps away when a terrifying force suddenly swept towards him from top to bottom. When he subconsciously raised his head in fear, the puppet general's punch had already smashed down head-on.

Bang!

The huge force made a thunderous sound, as if it was a meteorite falling, just with the strong wind brought by the strength of the fist, it was a pit several zhang deep within a radius of more than ten zhang, and at the bottom of the pothole, was the guy who wanted to escape but couldn't escape, and now his flesh and blood were blurred and he had no breath.

"Elders...... Dead?!"

After a long period of dead silence, an exclamation came from nowhere, and the audience immediately reacted quickly.

Boundless fear occupied the hearts of each of them, and in a moment they were overwhelmed, whether it was the disciples of the Taiyi Sect or the people of other sects, they all scattered and fled regardless of the three or seven twenty-one places.

But none of these people didn't come for Dongfang Shuo's head.

Greed kills.

"Don't let any of them go. ”

Dongfang Shuo's eyes looked coldly at these scattered ants, opened his mouth, and said in a commanding tone.

As soon as the words fell, the puppet generals who were dozens of feet apart seemed to hear it clearly, and immediately set off.

Suddenly, killings erupted.

And after less than ten breaths, everything was calm again.

Looking at the mess everywhere, Dongfang exhaled lightly.

"Now, I'm really notorious. ”

He sighed.

However, if such a big deal is left, then the news of his safety should also be able to reach Ye Feihua, and she should be able to settle down.

After a moment of silence, the puppet warrior had already stepped closer.

Looking at the blood stains on the puppet general's body, Dongfang Shuo was sure in his heart, and immediately looked into the distance.

Killed so many people at once, among them there were four Immortal Root Stage masters, and there was even Tianjiao who had Taiyi Sect. I'm afraid that an even more terrifying hunt is coming, and he may have to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Let's go. ”

Dongfang Shuo turned around and immediately took a step into the distance.

However, he had only just taken a step when the puppet warrior grabbed him, and instantly accelerated to a speed that Dongfang Shuo's strength could not reach at all, and he quickly ran wildly above this wilderness, leaving behind him a sky of dust.

The huge wind blowing in his face made Dongfang Shuo's face put on various expressions, and the muscles on his entire face were almost about to collapse.

Finally, after speeding through the desert and crossing the Phantom Heaven Plain, the time of half an hour finally came, and the puppet warrior turned back into the essence again.

At this moment, Dongfang Shuo flew straight forward because of inertia, and after rubbing his face on the ground for a distance of dozens of meters, he slammed into a tree and barely stopped.

When he stood up, Jing Yuan also rolled to his hand.

"It's a double-edged sword......"

He couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, and he was already powerless to complain.

After putting the essence away, he slowly stood up.

"Brother Zhao Yihuo?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.