The moment the sword came out, a person on the high platform suddenly stood up and shouted: "On the martial arts ring, don't hurt people's lives!"

The person who shouted was a Tiandu Daoist, and Chen Mi's attention to Mo Chen had long been seen on the side, so he had been secretly paying attention to this young man, but what he never expected was that Mo Chen would dare to blatantly break the rules of the Martial Arts Conference and want to take Xuan Ge's life.

It happened suddenly, and between the lightning and flint, no one could stop the ink dust.

"You!" Bu Xuange was furious at this time, he shouted violently, kicked his legs, and quickly retreated his body. At the same time, the ancient long knife that had been carrying it behind him shook suddenly, making a snapping sound, and flew up in the air, carrying a fierce aura and slashing towards the ink dust.

"Die!" Mo Chen did not dodge or dodge, the cold yuan in his body burst out, and the cold qi ten times that was before condensed into a visible white air flow in the index finger of his left hand, and blasted towards Bu Xuange.

The ferocious knife that attacked in the air made a slight ghostly roar when it encountered a cold snap, and then the knife condensed into the ice, which was actually firmly frozen in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Bu Xuange's body was retreating, the speed was very fast, but it was still far behind the ink dust, the sword blade was killed, he had to roar, his hands were bruised, and he grabbed the ink sword directly.

With the sound of the bell, he actually grabbed the ink sword firmly, but at the same time, a deep wound was also cut where his palms touched the ink sword. But what is terrifying is that there is no blood flowing out of the deep wound that can be seen in the bones, but bursts of black gas leaking out of it, which is very weird.

What is this? At this time, all the martial artists on the field were frightened, and the ink dust burst out to kill Bu Xuange, which made them not expect, and what happened afterwards was even more unbelievable, this Bu Xuange was actually not a living person?

"How did you find out?" Bu Xuange's voice was hoarse, his face was pale, and he was no longer the same as before, the skin and flesh on his face quickly shrank and shrank, and the fine lines of the Dao penetrated people climbed up, and the whole face became withered like a tree in the blink of an eye, making people dare not look directly.

Mo Chen sneered, and immediately the cold yuan in his body surged, and he poured into his body along the ink sword from the wound on Bu Xuange's palm, and suddenly, Bu Xuange's eyebrows and eyes froze, and his hair was frozen on the stage.

At the same time, a cold killing sword on the high platform soared into the sky, condensing into substance from the sky above the square. A terrifying whirlpool appeared in the sky, enveloping the entire Nonwu Square.

"The martial arts conference is suspended, and the irrelevant people quickly withdraw from this place!" A strong voice sounded, Wu Siqian stood on the high platform, an emerald long sword above his head appeared in the air, and the blade of the sword rotated in the air, pointing directly at Bu Xuange on the ring.

As Wu Siqian's shouts sounded, the people outside the arena suddenly screamed and ran, and all the warriors present were also like pinpricks, so they had to quickly withdraw from the square, Wu Zifeng hesitated, and saw Mo Chen waving his hand with his back to him, he shook his head and turned to leave.

In the blink of an eye, the originally crowded Lunwu Square became empty, and everyone retreated to the distance to look at it from afar.

When the crowd retreated, Wu Siqian's green sword on his head moved, and with just one sword, he pierced the frozen Bu Xuange from his back. The blade of the sword was then inserted into the black jade, nailing it firmly to the ring.

"Demon, you dare to sneak into my sea city, you don't have to leave today. Wu Siqian stood on the high platform and said coldly, with boundless killing intent in every word.

The cold killing sword momentum that rose to the sky was drumming into the sky, and the sword sea vortex above the square expanded by three points, and the range had already enveloped the street market near the square.

Wu Siqian was furious in his heart, the Nine Cities Martial Arts Conference was one of the most important conferences in the entire sea area, and above this conference, there would actually be evil demons lurking in it.

If it weren't for Mo Chen's sword to force out his true body, he wouldn't have noticed it, and since then, the name of martial arts has been disgraced.

"Hahaha......" Hearing Wu Siqian's words, Bu Xuange lay on the ground and laughed hoarsely, as if he had heard some joke that he couldn't control, and then his body twitched violently, and in a blink of an eye, a phantom that exuded a cold aura gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and then the phantom floated in the air, gradually condensing into a human form.

"Human puppet?" Seeing this scene, the Tiandu Dao people on the stage suddenly exclaimed.

"What is a human puppet?" Du Yuan and the other two representatives on the side immediately looked at him with doubts on their faces when they heard this.

The three people of Tiandu Dao were puzzled, and then said in a deep voice: "Have you ever heard of the puppet clan?"

The three of them looked at each other and shook their heads.

Seeing this, the Tiandu Dao people opened their mouths and explained: "According to the records of this sect history, a long time ago, there were alien races in the north, and the people in the clan were the best at controlling the soul and driving away the corpse. ”

"It is rumored that they like to torture and kill people, draw their souls, and refine them with secret methods, called soul puppets. ”

After that, they can find a powerful corpse, make a corpse puppet, and finally combine the two to make a powerful killing weapon, which the world calls the art of human puppetry. ”

"If I'm right, right now this monster is the product of the human puppet technique, but the puppet clan has been wiped out by the three holy lands of Dehai Yuntao, Primordial Dao Yuan, and Western Earth Buddha Kingdom a long time ago. Later, all the remaining corpse puppets were destroyed, so that there should only be records left, how can such forbidden techniques reappear in the dust?"

Hearing the explanation of the Tiandu Daoist, Du Yuan and the three of them suddenly opened their mouths, so it was so, this kind of evil forbidden technique actually appeared in Dihai City, no wonder Wu Siqian reacted like this.

As he spoke, the soul puppet on the ring had completely withdrawn from the corpse puppet and turned into a ghost-faced phantom floating in the air.

"What kind of Longtan Tiger's Den do you think this little Dihai City is?Do you think that by nailing this remnant here, you can help me?" As soon as the phantom shadow was formed, he said disdainfully to Wu Siqian in a hoarse voice.

"If it weren't for the temptation of him, why would I bend down into this weak body. The ghost-faced phantom pointed at the ink dust and sneered.

"No matter what evil soul magic you have, I will not spare it today!" Wu Siqian looked at him and said coldly, and then the green sword on the ground moved, instantly pulled out from the black jade ring, and rushed into the sky from the bottom to the top to attack the ghost-faced soul puppet.

The soul puppet did not dodge or dodge, as if waiting for death, and then the green sword killed, but it passed directly through the body, and then spun from the sky and fell into the hands of Wu Siqian.

Look at the ghost-faced golem unscathed, still floating in mid-air as before.

"It's useless, your sword can kill people, but it can't hurt me in the slightest. ”

The ghost-faced puppet said to Wu Siqian, and then changed the conversation and asked Mochen on the other side of the ring.

"I can't figure out why you can see the strangeness of this body. He said lightly, then stretched out his hand, and the frozen corpse puppet on the ground stood up.