At the moment when the killing intent flickered in Yang Yifan's eyes, the Underworld Killing had already been noticed.

But the corners of his mouth flashed with disapproval.

That's right, now because he has to maintain the blood puppet, his ability to move has indeed greatly decreased, and he is even close to losing his ability to move, so he can only maintain that position, but since he dares to fight to the death like this, he is naturally sure not to let Yang Yifan get close to him.

Not to mention anything else, if Yang Yifan wants to get close to him, he must first pass the level of the blood puppet.

Killing self-confidence, Yang Yifan will never be able to cross the blood puppet to kill himself.

"Want to kill me? Oh, let's get past my puppet first! ”

The cold words came out, and even though it made countless people on the battlefield raise their heads.

In fact, when the blood puppet had just been released, it had attracted the attention of many monks on the ground, and many monks with slightly weaker cultivation had changed color when they saw this, because they could all sense a strong dangerous aura in the blood puppet, and under this coercion, they didn't even dare to look up, because without looking at it, the fear in their hearts became more and more intense.

Jun Fuhuan and Lu Shenqing didn't think so.

The two of them are the only two seventh-layer cultivators on this battlefield, stronger than everyone else, and the things they see will naturally be different, to be honest, if the two of them are just against the blood puppet, they won't feel too tricky, after all, the strength is here, and the gap between a realm seems to be not much, but in fact, it is already a world of difference, there are too many people, and it is difficult for them to take this step in their lives.

Therefore, with the eyesight of the two of them, it can naturally be seen that the strength of the blood puppet is extremely strong, and it is not difficult for Yang Yifan to delay with it, and it is not difficult to defeat it, but it is difficult to kill it completely.

Lu Shenqing and Jun Fuhuan wanted to help Yang Yifan, but the current situation no longer allowed them to retreat, after all, there were Sword Gate monks behind them, if they temporarily left the battlefield to help Yang Yifan, then the three masters and those many masters who were not restrained would definitely kill on a large scale, with their strength, even if it was only a second, they could kill dozens or hundreds of people.

Lu Shenqing and the others couldn't afford this kind of price, so they could only let Yang Yifan fight alone.

Yang Yifan actually didn't plan to let Lu Shenqing and the others help from the beginning.

Confronting the blood puppet from afar, Yang Yifan did not rush to attack, he looked at the situation below again, and already had a rough idea in his heart.

On his left wrist, Kurosawa Python was communicating with Yang Yifan in a low voice.

"Master, let me help you, don't say anything else, with my strength, it's still okay to kill the group of miscellaneous fish below."

"Nope." Yang Yifan shook his head slightly.

The existence of the Kurosawa Python, Yang Yifan will not forget, but why didn't he release the Kurosawa Python in the first place for him to help the Jianmen monks fight, not that he wanted to use it as a hole card, but because the Kurosawa Python is too eye-catching and easy to expose his identity, so if it is not necessary, Yang Yifan is unwilling to let the Kurosawa Python show up.

Moreover, the Kurosawa python's strength is also limited and cannot play a decisive role, and now that the battle situation has been relatively stable, there is no need to take this risk.

"Roar!"

As soon as Yang Yifan and Kurosawa Python finished speaking, the blood puppet suddenly let out a roar and rushed towards Yang Yifan again.

Everywhere the puppet went, blood spilled like a bloody rain, and the air was filled with a disgusting and strange smell, extremely evil.

Yang Yifan's face did not change, his eyes were firmly fixed on the blood puppet that came over, and he kept thinking of a way.

As expected, Yang Yifan did have a headache for the blood puppet.

Not to mention, the difficulty of killing this thing makes him very uncomfortable, and this thing is still very fast, although he can teleport in this space shrouded by the Divine Magic Cube, he can take the lead, but in fact, he can only lead by less than a second, with the speed of this thing, almost as long as he teleports in less than a second after it can catch up.

Troublesome, very troublesome.

Difficult, extremely difficult.

It is obviously not easy to get past this blood puppet and get close to the underworld.

"Master, you can hit that puppet hard and get closer to that guy while it's recovering."

Suddenly, the voice of the Kurosawa python rang out.

Yang Yifan's eyes suddenly lit up!

That's right!

It's a good idea, I've been trying to get over the puppet again, or kill the puppet, but why can't I hit the puppet hard and rush over?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yifan immediately became enlightened.

In fact, it's not that Yang Yifan is stupid, he can't even think of such a simple method, in fact, in this tense battle situation, there is not much time to think about it at all, so some things are impossible to think deeply, most of them rely on instinct.

Besides, even if it is to hit the blood puppet hard, it is not a simple matter, it is just a way to find no way, it is equivalent to picking a general among the dwarves, according to Yang Yifan's original idea, he wanted to get close to the underworld without blowing his strength, so he didn't think about this at all.

But in the current situation, this is the only way.

At the moment when Yang Yifan had already made his decision, the blood puppet had already rushed in front of him.

If it was before, Yang Yifan would definitely teleport to dodge, but at this moment, he decisively gave up dodging and chose to hit hard!

"The wind and clouds!"

With a roar, the Imperial Soul Divine Sword in Yang Yifan's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and then, a violent wind blew, and the Imperial Soul Divine Sword immediately swept across the sword qi, and Yang Yifan's body erupted with extremely rich evil qi, and he frantically killed the blood puppet!

"Roar!"

A large hole suddenly opened in the blood puppet's skull, and a deafening roar came from there, and then, the blood puppet's palm clenched into a fist violently, and instantly expanded several times, and a fist suddenly became the size of a giant elephant, and smashed downward!

Yang Yifan held the long sword in his hand, his scarlet eyes revealed a shocking killing machine, and with a flick of the Soul Divine Sword, countless sword qi swept towards it frantically!

"Huh!" "Boom!"

One after another sword qi slashed on the huge blood fist, and in an instant, the blood soared wildly, and the strong force even caused a riot of spiritual qi between heaven and earth, and the fluctuations of true qi spread out like ripples, sweeping away in all directions, accompanied by wisps of scarlet blood!

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The blood pierced the ground like a sharp arrow, and the powerful force suddenly made the ground like an explosion, making a rumbling sound, the earth cracked, and one bottomless pit after another appeared, and the blood puppet's fists were completely wiped out by Yang Yifan's sword qi!

Seeing this scene, the Assassin was shocked!

(End of chapter)