"Sword Yuan Transformation? Are you a sword cultivator? The Blood Duke's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Except for those old guys in Kyushu, I can't imagine that there is such a cultivated sword cultivator, but I am lonely and unheard." But that's not enough! ”

The fox was also a little dumbfounded for a while, Mu Fan, when did this guy become a hellish sword cultivator?

"Sword cultivation...... I'm not. Mu Fan shook his head, gently rubbed the long sword in his hand, his tone was leisurely, and there was a look of nostalgia in his eyes, "I was fated to learn this sword from a friend." Although I am not a sword cultivator, what I have learned is only scratching the surface. But it's more than enough to clean you up with this sword! ”

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, pointing at the Blood Duke. Mu Fan instructed the fox in an indifferent tone: "Fox, you protect the Hou Ye, this guy will be handed over to me, don't worry." ”

The fox nodded, but did not speak. Although there is a lot to ask, I also know that now is not the time. Stretching out his hand to protect the Qinghou behind him, the demonic power of his whole body was drumming endlessly, and his left hand turned into a claw shape, faintly pointing at the Blood Duke, but he was also ready to support Mu Fan at all times.

Mu Fan and the Blood Duke stood opposite each other. The Blood Duke had his hands behind his back, his whole body was spotless, and he still looked like a gentleman. The thirty-six puppets in front of him flew endlessly, bringing out blood-red streamers, intertwined, converging, from some stagnant to extremely round, and the pressure brought by them became more and more huge. The fox behind couldn't help but take half a step back, and the formation of the heart was really weird and inexplicably tight, no wonder he dared to appear in front of the two of them so arrogantly. It's just that Mu Fan wants him to complete the formation? That's too much.

Mu Fan stood a few meters in front of the Blood Duke, and under the suppression of that huge demonic power, his clothes were hunting. It's just that the long sword in his hand is extremely stable, and there is a playful smile in his eyes, as if the bell has seen an interesting toy.

The Blood Duke was a little furious by his laughter, and when he saw that the formation had been completed, his eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Go!" ”

Thirty-six dolls were stunned, and then hooked up with each other at a faster speed, and for a while, the vigorous demonic power took Xiaoxue's puppet as the core, gathering rapidly, and the momentum of the puppet was also rising all the way, to the extent that Mu Fan also felt frightened! As the voice of the Blood Duke fell, the puppet of Xiaoxue, as if it had come to life, opened its small mouth slightly, and actually commanded the other puppets, bringing up the brilliance of the sky, and conjuring up the afterimage of the Dao, attacking Mu Fan from all directions. She herself, carrying a small white jade thin sword, with the sound of whirring wind, stabbed at Mu Fan's heart. And their speed made the fox unable to see clearly for a while, and he almost screamed.

Mu Fan was not in a hurry, chuckled, took out his sword, and slashed one by one. His speed didn't seem to be fast, even Yu Qinghou could see his movements clearly, as if he was just an old man exercising in the park. However, it was so slow and unremarkable, it seemed that anyone could cut a sword, but there was a crisp clanging sound, and all the puppets that came from the sky were knocked back, and the jade sword in Xiaoxue's hand was directly broken.

The Blood Duke smiled and applauded, as if he didn't care, and there was a bit of appreciation in his eyes: "Not bad, not bad." It's so beautiful, it's such a beautiful sword, it's really a talented person from all over the country, and it's very interesting. But do you think that's enough? As he spoke, there was a whistling.

The puppet that had just been repulsed was flying again, more than twice as fast as before. For a while, Mu Fan's figure was overwhelmed by countless dolls, and even with the eyes of a fox, he couldn't see what was going on for a while? After all, the fox had sharp eyes, and when he saw that a puppet had left the battle group at some point, he actually went around behind Mu Fan, and couldn't help exclaiming loudly: "Be careful behind-"

As soon as the words came out, the puppet seemed to know that he had been discovered, and no longer hid his traces, but burst out and attacked Mu Fan's back.

saw Mu Fan's figure swaying slightly, stepping on a strange footwork, and his body also reversed in an almost impossible posture, dodging the blow at the last moment. In the flickering of the body, it was like a civet cat.

Mu Fan smiled, as if he didn't care about the danger just now, and while dodging the puppet that came like a shadow, he smiled at the fox: "Don't worry, fox, this is the proud means of the bell, I still learn the same, right?" ”

"Like you big-headed ghost!" The fox was very angry, "Playing your sister's handsome, you give me more care!" ”

Mu Fan smiled bitterly, it was rare for him to have a childlike heart, this fox really didn't give face. It's just that after fighting with the dolls, it is a little constrained after all - these puppets can shoot at themselves without scruples, but they don't want to really destroy these dolls. If you just want to break this formation, it will not be difficult for you. This array of eyes is obviously that Xiaoxue's puppet, as long as she is destroyed, the formation will break itself. It's just that after all, the puppet carries a complete soul, and if he destroys it with his sword, the fox must be very sad, right?

After a while, Mu Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was really at the tip of the horns. He is not a real sword cultivator, what do you pay attention to facing the enemy, why bother with breaking this formation? All I have to do is take down the Blood Duke......

Seeing Mu Fan looking at him, Duke Blood couldn't help but take a step back, and his calm face couldn't help but have a nervous look. By the time of the battle, he had already seen the terrifying swordsmanship of the person in front of him, and if he hadn't had scruples about making a move, his unformed sword formation would have been broken long ago.

However, before he could react, Mu Fan's figure in front of him suddenly disappeared. The Blood Duke suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the teleportation talisman he was holding in his hand was about to be used, but he felt a slight chill in his neck - he turned his head in shock, only to see that Mu Fan was already standing behind him, and the tip of the sword was directly on his shoulder.

"You won." The Blood Duke's face was a little panicked at first, and then he didn't know what he thought, and he returned to his previous calm appearance.

"Don't think about threatening me with a puppet. Now that I know your methods, after killing you, I naturally have a way to make them re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. It seems that he guessed the thoughts of the Blood Duke, Mu Fan said lightly.

The Blood Duke shook his head: "They are my children, how could I threaten you with them?" ”

"Oh?" The fox walked over, put its claws on the throat of the Blood Duke, and couldn't help but feel a little curious, "I know that I want to die and still be so calm, this fox thinks you are a person." ”

"Hehe......" Duke Blood said with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Do you really think you can kill me?" ”

The fox opened his mouth and mocked: "Cut, you are now a turtle in the urn, do you understand?" ”

"He's right." It was Mu Fan who spoke, "Fox, haven't you seen it yet?" Now he only has one soul and one soul here. ”

"Huh?!" The fox was dumbfounded for a moment.

Mu Fan looked at the Blood Duke, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes: "Looking at the situation, you should have at least three souls, right?" Although this ancient soul splitting technique is weird, it has endless troubles, and the founder of the year was just a mad end, and it is also thanks to you that you have the courage to dare to practice this kind of thing. I'm a little curious, whether it's this puppet technique or this method of dividing the soul, it's an ancient thing, where did you get it? ”

When he said this, the pupils in Mu Fan's eyes seemed to disappear, and only a swastika was left to circulate endlessly.