Looking at the humanoid puppet rushing over, Yan Wubian frowned slightly, because he found that the figure without the slightest breath on his body brought an extremely strong momentum when he rushed over.

Although the momentum is strong, its body drive reveals a little stiffness, and the speed is extremely fast, which makes people always feel uncoordinated and very weird at first sight.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, you're just a dead thing without intelligence, get out of here!"

As he spoke, with a flip of his wrist, the ink sword had appeared in Yan Wubian's hand, and the vast spiritual power burst out from his body, frantically injected into the ink sword in his hand, and the speed of his figure activated, and he slashed over with an unstoppable momentum.

"Bang!"

A dull sound sounded from the place where the two swords met, and the violent collision caused the two of them to slide back uncontrollably, and two clearly visible scratches appeared on the ground.

"What a powerful force!"

Yan Wubian's face changed slightly, he didn't expect this puppet like a dried corpse, but the strength of his body was so strong, not weaker than his strength at all.

"Okay, good, it's been a long time since I've met an opponent with such a strong strength, take me again!"

Stopping the retreat of his body, Yan Wubian's feet stomped the ground, and his body rushed towards the humanoid puppet again.

"Give it to me, let them see the true strength of the ancient puppets!"

Although the black-robed old man roared angrily in his mouth, commanding the humanoid puppet to meet Yan Wubian again, his heart was full of horror, how strong was the power of his ancient puppet, he knew better than anyone else, the powerful strength, the strength of the body, and the lack of any sense of pain, so that when he fought desperately with the enemy, he took a lot of advantage, even in the face of the soul melting powerhouse, he could kill it.

But the kid in front of him can repel the puppet in a direct confrontation, what a perverted strength this must have.

Just when the black-robed old man was still frightened by Yan Wubian's strength, with a "bang", the humanoid puppet slashed Yan Wubian again, and the evenly matched strength made the two retreat again and again.

Feeling the bursts of soreness transmitted from the palm of his hand, a wave of excitement quietly rose from Yan Wubian's heart, and the collision of power completely ignited the desire to fight in his heart, since the strength of his body became stronger and stronger, he didn't remember how long he hadn't met someone who could fight him.

His opponents are either too much stronger than him, or they are too weak, so that he can't always have a good fight. Although the person in front of him cannot be called a human being, his blood is tumbling and burning.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"It's so exciting, it's so exciting!"

Yan Wubian seemed to be fascinated, and he waved the ink sword in his hand tirelessly, and the humanoid puppet was hard to fight, without any tricks, the ink sword in his hand simply slashed out, each sword was powerful and heavy, and every hard fight made the people around him stunned.

"Perverted, too perverted, is this still human?"

Looking at the two gods of war tirelessly bombarding each other, the passionate and energetic collision made the people around them boil with blood in a way that had a great visual impact, and they wished that they were the people in the field and killed the Quartet. But more of them were shocked by the strength that Yan Wubian had shown.

"Damn, who is this kid, why have I never heard of such a person, who has such strength at this age, how can those who have cultivated for hundreds or even hundreds of years be embarrassed. ”

As time passed, the black-robed old man only felt a chill in his heart, thinking that with this ancient puppet whose strength was not under the strength of the Soul Melting Strongman, he could make himself the king and hegemon among all the people who entered the secret territory of the Hanhai Sea, who knew that he would meet such a perverted person.

"No wonder that Leng Yue guy didn't dare to come himself, but he told us the news, he had long known that there was such a perverted existence here, but he asked us to come here to die. ”

Thinking about this, the black-robed old man had already cursed the eighteenth generation of Leng Yue's ancestors countless times in his heart.

"Get out of here!"

At this moment, Yan Wubian, who continued to rush towards the humanoid puppet, burst out with a shout in his mouth, and the momentum on his body became stronger, and the spiritual power that seemed to be inexhaustible was still pouring towards the ink sword, compared with the giant sword in the hands of the humanoid puppet, the ink sword was undoubtedly a dagger, and as the ink sword was split again, the giant sword in the hand of the humanoid puppet was actually shaken open, revealing the door of the chest.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, Yan Wubian's backhand was slapped out with one palm, and the huge spiritual power directly hit the chest of the humanoid puppet, and the huge force made the humanoid puppet fly out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and hit the wall of the passage heavily, and the strong force made the passage vibrate.

"Hahaha!"

Looking at the humanoid puppet that was blown away, Yan Wubian couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, he had already found that under his repeated hard impacts, the power of the humanoid puppet seemed to be gradually weakening, and sure enough, under the continuous attack, he was finally knocked out.

"Oops!"

Seeing that his strongest hole card was blown away, the face of the black-robed old man finally changed greatly, for Yan Wubian's brutal attack, the black-robed old man was not willing to shake him, but every time he attacked, Yan Wubian mastered the initiative, and his speed and flexibility were much faster than a somewhat stiff puppet, so that he could only passively and directly block hard, and there was no chance to change tactics at all.

The black-robed old man also had a fluke mentality in his heart, and he himself knew very well that such a fierce hard fight would be very costly, and he didn't believe that the other party's spiritual power could support it longer than a humanoid puppet. You must know that the source of the power that provided this humanoid puppet is still a ninth-order demon beast's inner dan, and its spiritual power is abundant, and this is comparable to the other party.

But Yan Wubian's metamorphosis was something he could know, although his breathing was a little short, his spiritual power was still surging out continuously, defeating the humanoid puppet in one fell swoop.

With the momentum of the flying puppet, Yan Wubian's speed suddenly increased again, cutting through the space, and instantly came to the black-robed old man's body, and the ink sword in his hand slashed away.

"It's over, I'm really going to be buried here today. ”

The old man in the black robe had a face like ashes, his own family knew his own affairs, although his strength was not low, compared with the ancient puppets, it was still a lot worse, the puppets were consumed by the other party to the point of one blow, and the opponent was no match for the other party, so what could he do to fight with the other party.

Feeling the eerie chill brought by the opponent's black long sword, the black-robed old man naturally would not sit still, and with a roar, the rich dark attribute spiritual power quickly burst out from his body, and then condensed in front of him like lightning, and his body quickly exploded backwards.

"Whew!"

The powerful ink sword fell without hindrance, and slashed directly at the condensed dark attribute spiritual power, and the terrifying fire spiritual power burst out, and the dark attribute spiritual power suddenly collapsed in a sneer, and the ink sword slashed through, bringing up a bright red color.

The defense was easily broken, and the black-robed old man didn't have time to completely dodge it, although he avoided being killed by Yan Wubian, but the terrifying scar on his stomach almost made him disemboweled.

"Ah...... Stop, stop!"

Holding the huge wound on his stomach with both hands, and enduring the pain on his body, the black-robed old man shouted in horror.

"Admit defeat in the next, as long as the little brother lets me go, the ancient puppet will be given to you, and it will be regarded as a disrespectful gift to you. ”

"If you do something wrong, you don't have to pay the price, you can compensate for it, then there is no chaos in this world, besides, kill you, that puppet is not the same as mine, go die." ”

Without any mercy, the ink sword in Yan Wubian's hand slashed across the neck of the black-robed old man like lightning, and his eyes widened wide, and he flew up, and after a while, he fell to the ground and rolled a few times.