Chapter 169: Replicators

Xiao Potian didn't expect that the blow he used with all his strength was actually easily resolved by Li Song with his own knife momentum. His heart sank suddenly, and his burly body, driven by the fierce knife momentum, was taken aside by Li Song's skillful adhesion, revealing a large empty door behind him.

"Li Song, you really surprised me, I'm getting more and more interested in what kind of bloodline you awakened now!" Xiao Potian grinned, kicked his feet violently, his body was like a piece of paper flying in the wind, and he shot away into the distance along the knife momentum, and he didn't seem to take Li Song's lightning-like sword in his eyes.

Li Song saw that Xiao Potian was throwing along the force regardless of it, as if he was not worried about his attack, his heart sank suddenly, and before he could think about it, in the muddy grass under his feet, which was bombarded by the aftermath of the qi, he suddenly stretched out the arms of countless clay puppets and grabbed them towards him!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Song couldn't take advantage of the opportunity of Xiao Breaking the Sky Gate to chase after him, his body spun violently in the air, and the long sword in his hand burst out with bright white light, shattering all the arms of the many clay puppets that attacked.

Before Li Song could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw many clay puppets that had lost their arms come out of the ground one after another, surrounding him in the center, and as a burst of earthy yellow light rose from the soles of his feet, the arms that had already turned into mud grew back from the broken places.

"This is a problem." Li Song took a breath of cool air with a headache, and looked at the puppet that surrounded him with heavy eyes. Although these puppets are not strong, they are numerous, and it is not easy to say that they want to destroy their bodies, once they fall into the encirclement of these puppets and cannot escape, sooner or later they will be defeated because of their exhaustion of strength.

"Li Song, you quickly kill us and escape by yourself." Chu Xiangyun, who was tightly sandwiched by Li Song's armpit, raised his face weakly, resolutely looked at the puppet who surrounded them, and said softly: "The blood debt between our family and the broken army has nothing to do with you, you better run away before the puppeteer does not appear, you still have a good youth, you can't die here worthless for the sake of our two incompetent women." ”

"Auntie, I know you have always had a deep prejudice against me." Li Song gritted his teeth and tightened his armpits, re-fixed Chu Xiangyun and the others, stared at the surrounding puppet army, and said in a deep voice: "But no matter what you think of me, I must rescue you today." If your fate today is to die here without hope, then I will destroy this unreasonable fate with my own hands to show you! ”

A bright light suddenly burst out under his feet, and in a dazzling flash, Li Song's body jumped high like a jet and fell towards the shadows of the garden in the distance!

"I've told you many times, don't jump into the air casually, because if you do so, you will put yourself under the attack of the enemy, and you will not even be able to dodge in the slightest!"

With several roars, from the surroundings of the puppet group, several bright yellow lights suddenly rushed out, shooting towards Li Song like lightning, and in the tough and strong hands, the giant sword that flashed with a sharp edge was like a cold light, flashing a spirit in the air, and slashed towards Li Song's body!

"What?" Li Song couldn't believe his eyes, and saw several clusters of bright yellow light rushing towards him, and it was Xiao Potian, who was still fighting with him just now, and a cruel smile flashed on his hideous and terrifying face: "Li Song, you don't know yet, right?" Although the puppeteer itself has no power, he can control multiple replica puppets that do not exceed his own strength! This time, in order to follow the Ping Hong family, I specially prepared five puppets of my own in case of emergency! Li Song, suffer death! You can't win! ”

"Really?" A trace of surprise flashed on Li Song's face, and in an instant, he turned into a calm, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said in a mocking tone: "Xiao Potian, you are really careful enough, this group of clay toys was originally intended to be used to deal with the masters of the Hong family, right?" It's just that I didn't expect to end up asking me to send them back to the dust! ”

After hearing Li Song's words, Xiao Potian's clone opened his mouth and laughed wildly: "Li Song, I really admire you, in this desperate situation of mortality, you can still speak stand-up comedy with confidence!" Li Song, you still have too little experience, those masters who died in this desperate situation used to have the same confidence as you. When they were finally killed by the puppets, that desperate look in their eyes was really evocative! ”

"Who will despair, you will know in a moment! Xiao Potian, I also want to know what interesting scenes will happen to your body when all the clones are killed! Li Songfeng's sharp gaze swept over the Xiao Potian clone that was rapidly approaching him, and his eyes were full of pleasure, and a confident smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Just like in the deep dark night, the deepest darkness hidden under the light, from Li Song's body, a steady stream of surging out, intertwined in the air into a huge net that almost covered most of the lawn, towards Xiao Potian's clone as a hood, the powerful and irresistible force tightly bound them to the wide lawn.

"What kind of power is this? Why is my power being absorbed? Li Song! Could this be your true bloodline? Who are you? What exactly does it have to do with you? As soon as it appeared, it absorbed most of the dark net from the light on the lawn, and the clone of Xiao Potian, who was firmly covered, kept slashing the black net with the giant sword in his hand.

But although this black net was powerless, every time the giant sword slashed, it passed through it without hindrance, but it still firmly suppressed the burly body of Xiao Potian's clone, and continued to tighten, frantically absorbing the power in their bodies.

"For this question, you better wait until the clone is devoured and sent to the underworld by me, and then ask the king of Yama!" Li Song chuckled, and the bronze long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a black aura like smoke, as if a layer of light smoke shrouded the clone trapped by the net, and quickly poured into the body from the clone's ears, throat, mouth and nose, and the bright yellow light finally went out silently after a sharp flicker, and Xiao Potian's clone turned into a pile of dirt chips again, and was quietly piled on the muddy lawn.