Chapter 612: Quasi-king-level corpse puppet

After Qin Feng's seventh stone platform, in addition to a challenger Yin Renjie, there were many powerful martial artists waiting. Since the battle for the ten seats could only be taken in a one-on-one way, when Yin Renjie challenged Qin Feng, the others could only watch.

However, this kind of spectator is also beneficial, you can find out the reality of both sides of the battle, and when the winner is decided, the follow-up people will come forward to challenge, and they will have more certainty.

Originally, the people at the back of the queue thought that Qin Feng's strength was the weakest and his realm was the lowest. But just after the face-to-face battle, others could already see that Qin Feng definitely had real talent and learning, and his real combat power was not inferior to a top martial monarch-level powerhouse like Yin Renjie!

Yin Renjie naturally knew this, after the initial anger subsided, he already regretted it a little, he should not be the first to step forward to challenge, but should hide on the side, see the situation clearly before making a move. However, there is no room for regret now, if he gives up the challenge now, he will inevitably throw away the Star Palace token and teleport out of the Taibai Star Palace. This is absolutely unacceptable for Yin Renjie.

Yin Renjie took a breath and changed his mind. Since this is the case, then use all your strength and defeat Qin Feng with dignity.

The rumbling sound sounded endlessly, Qin Feng and Yin Renjie instantly exchanged seven moves, and after seven palm power explosions, Qin Feng's body did not move at all, but Yin Renjie retreated a long distance.

"Yin Renjie, it doesn't look like your strength is as strong as rumored......" Qin Feng said lightly.

"Hmph, Qin Feng, I haven't used my full strength yet...... Yin Renjie's eyes were cold, "Now, let you see my true strength, Soul Suppression Drum!"

A quaint small drum appeared in the hands of Yin Renjie. He slapped with force, and an invisible ripple spread out.

"Death Ripple?" Qin Feng said disdainfully, "Without prior preparation, the power of your move is just ordinary." Break it for me!"

Qin Feng let out a deep sigh, and the Black Flame Tiger King's sword came out of its sheath, stabbing out with a sword! The green fire sword qi was like a meteor, flying and shooting, directly splitting the Yin Renjie's death ripples! The second style of the Seven Swords of Liaoyuan Chasing Stars, wrapped in fierce energy, shot towards Yin Renjie's chest.

Roar!

At the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared, with his arms folded, blocking in front of Yin Renjie. With a bang, the Blue Fire Meteor Sword Qi shot out on the arms of this black shadow, bringing up waves of qi and smoke.

"With only my physical body, I actually blocked my Liaoyuan Seven Swords......" Qin Feng narrowed his eyes. When he saw the black shadow clearly, he couldn't help but show a trace of solemnity.

This black shadow, the whole body is dark, and the eyes are white, it is actually a puppet made of a corpse!

"Hehe......" Yin Renjie sneered, "Qin Feng, I was born in the Corpse Puppet Sect, and I am familiar with the secret techniques of the Ghost King Sect, so what I was good at was to control the corpse puppet battle...... This corpse puppet is my proud work. I may not be as strong as you, but you will definitely not be able to defeat my corpse puppet! This is a puppet made from the corpse of a strong man close to the Martial King, and you are powerless to break through the defense alone!"

"A corpse puppet made from the corpse of a Martial King-level powerhouse?" Qin Feng took a breath and smiled again, "It's really strong. However, the weaknesses are also obvious......"

"My corpse puppet has no weakness! Suffer death!" Yin Renjie let out a long roar, and the quasi-king-level corpse puppet suddenly rushed out, bringing a heavy and fierce wind pressure with one palm, attacking Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's long sword was horizontal, his blood and qi gathered, and he slowly spit out two words: "Spring rain." ”

A grand blue fire sword qi soared into the sky, and then exploded, turning into countless fragments of miniature sword qi, pouring down like rain, completely enveloping the quasi-king-level corpse puppet in it.

This is the fifth move of Liaoyuan Sword Qi, Spring Rain.

Suzune has defeated an opponent and is resting under the protection of the stone platform. Seeing this trick Chunyu performed by Qin Feng, a hint of brilliance flashed in her eyes: "Being able to use such a feminine move with a fierce fire attribute blood qi shows that Qin Feng's attainments in this move have reached the realm of perfection and supernatural perfection, which is terrifying." ”

The slender flame sword qi, like filaments, tightly wound the quasi-king-level corpse puppet, and then the green fire spread, from the outside to the inside, and began to incinerate the quasi-king-level corpse puppet.

On the surface of the quasi-king-level corpse puppet, a trace of black mist came out, which was the yin resentment contained in it itself, and it was also the source of its power. But now, its actions were trapped by Qin Feng's Spring Rain Sword Move, and it could only continue to use black mist to fight against the green flames. The two sides entered a battle of attrition for energy.

"Abominable ......"

Yin Renjie suddenly understood what the weakness Qin Feng was talking about.

A quasi-king-level corpse puppet, if it is in a place of absolute yin. With a steady stream of leyline corpse qi extraction, it is equivalent to an inexhaustible fighting machine, which is of course extremely terrifying. However, this is the Taibai Star Palace, located in the high heavens, where is there any earthly vein corpse qi? Quasi-king-level corpse puppets are consuming their own energy reserves every moment!

As early as the time on the outer islands, Yin Renjie had to prepare for nearly twenty days to create a corpse qi environment with a radius of about 1,000 zhang. Otherwise, according to his strength, it would not have dragged on for twenty days before he could pit out a large number of martial artists and improve the aura imprint. Fighting with Qin Feng now, without the assistance of the leyline corpse qi, the quasi-king-level corpse puppet would not be able to support much time at all, and it would have to run out of energy.

Qin Feng also played this abacus, using the Yin Soft Swordsmanship of the Seven Swords of Liaoyuan to trap the quasi-king-level corpse puppet, which evolved into a situation of attrition. Every time a quasi-king-level corpse puppet took a step forward, it had to endure dozens of rain-like flame sword qi constraints, as if it was trapped in a heavy cobweb, with a strong and incorruptible body, but it could not exert its due strength.

"Okay, Qin Feng, you really have a good calculation, and you actually use this way to trick me! But this also confirms that your own strength is not strong, but you just have relatively good combat skills and experience," Yin Renjie's face was gloomy, and he shouted in a long voice, "Even if the corpse puppet is sealed, my own strength alone is enough to crush you!"

Yin Renjie suddenly slapped the soul drum, and a black wave suddenly spread. The warriors who were a little closer covered their ears and retreated, their faces showing unbearable pain.

This is not to blame those martial artists, the soul suppression demon sound performed by Yin Renjie is different from Miao Yin's killing sound fighting skills, but it is based on the resentment of yin qi to attack the opponent's spiritual will, and instantly create all kinds of illusions in the opponent's mind, such as the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the iron tree oil pot, and so on, shaking the opponent's mind, which belongs to the spiritual level of attack.

Just the overflowing aftermath has this kind of power, one can imagine how powerful the spiritual attack Qin Feng, who bears the brunt, will endure!

(End of chapter)