Another small wooden figure was destroyed by Ziwinda.

Wu Yan didn't worry about what they would see, she must have been quite confident when she played this move.

When the little wooden figure is destroyed, it is no different from the death of a real person, and in the end, it burns itself, leaving only some ashes, and it is absolutely impossible to tell that it is a fake person.

After killing the person in front of him, Ziwenda immediately rushed in the direction of the last man.

The other bear dominated the world's aura and began to do the same thing, the two of them surrounded and wanted to drive the person away in the direction of the martial arts arena.

On the way, you will also pass by the residence of the two witches of the Fusang tribe.

When the time comes, the wizards of the Fusang tribe will drive them away, and there will be two wizards on the martial arts field.

No matter how much this person has the ability to reach the sky, it is difficult to fly with wings.

"We don't need to move much." Batu said that it could be seen that Ziwenda and Xiong were planning to dominate the world.

The five tribal leaders also nodded secretly, quite agreeing with this move.

It can be seen that the last remaining person should be the strongest, and if he captures the opponent alive, he may be able to get some useful news.

As for the danger of forcing this person here.

But no one thought that this kind of thing was impossible.

There are the top strength of the five major tribes gathered in this vicinity, even if it is the Great Shadow Dragon Ya Dao Sect, when the current national teacher comes here, he will only hate it on the spot.

"They want to be captured alive."

Wu Yan also realized everyone's plan, and sneered in his heart, after forcing the two witches of the Fusang tribe out, the little wooden man immediately self-destructed, how could he give him a chance to be captured?

Now these people's plans are in line with her wishes.

Controlling the little wooden man who was becoming more and more satisfied, he went straight to the residence of the two witches of the Fusang tribe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, everyone is about the same confident and smiling posture, and no one notices that the meaning of the smile is completely different from everyone else.

As the little wooden man approached the residence of the two witches of the Fusang tribe, Wuyan's mind gradually sank, and he had to control the little wooden man to do it.

At this moment, there was a loud roar, and a large number of vines directly grew from the residence of the two witches, and these vines were entangled together, forming a huge palm, which fell towards the little wooden man.

Wu Yan's eyes flashed, and he pinched a few gestures imperceptibly.

The little wooden man's speed increased, and he narrowly avoided the slap of the giant hand, but because of this, he changed his direction and flew straight towards the martial arts arena here.

The hand of the giant tree left a palm print on the ground and then lifted it again, and the entangled vines retreated, and two figures appeared inside.

They are all dressed in white and black hats, with long hair hanging down, and from the outside, they are about thirty years old, and they look exactly the same.

The two shamans of the Fusang tribe, Yin and Qing and Yin are deficient, the two are twin brothers, they look exactly the same, and no one can tell apart except the two themselves.

The witchcraft practiced is also a bit weird.

If you fight alone, you are slightly weaker than other wizards.

But when the two join forces, they are better than the other two wizards join forces.

Seeing that this person fled in the direction of the martial arts arena, the two wizards were not in a hurry and went unhurriedly.

The movements are extremely consistent, as if you are looking in a mirror.

"What's going on......"

In the martial arts arena, Wu Yan's face changed a little, and when the little wooden man dodged the slap of the giant hand, she inexplicably lost control of it.

Now flying straight towards the martial arts arena, it's not Wu Yan manipulating it at all.

Wu Yan couldn't help but turn to look at Tang Luo.

She clearly remembered that this little wooden man was a stand-in for the transformation of this person's blood.

Facing the dark gaze, Tang Luo smiled slightly and did not speak.

Wu Yan was a little uneasy in his heart, but in such an environment, he couldn't ask, and he felt a little restless, so he could only force the emotions in his heart to observe the development of the situation.

"Did he take control of me, how is that possible?" Wu Yan said secretly in his heart.

The little wooden man is called "Substitute Wooden Man", and after she has successfully cultivated, although she has only used it a few times, she has never made a mistake.

The blood on the stand-in wooden figure is only used to change the image of a real person, and the more there are, the more agile it is, and the more similar it is to a real person, it is difficult for people to find clues.

With the current level of Wu Shen, the amount of blood in a small vial is already the limit.

No amount of more will make the stand-in wooden figure more realistic.

As for the control of the stand-in wooden man, it was entirely in the hands of her, the caster, and there was no reason why she would run to the blood provider.

"How the hell did you do that?"

While Wu Shen was puzzled, the stand-in wooden man almost ran to the vicinity of the martial arts arena, and the person who came could be seen clearly on the high platform.

Dressed in white, with white hair and a string of small Buddha beads on his wrist, he seems to be a monk.

This Buddha bead is the identity symbol of the members of the martial arts mythology, and the previous string was damaged in the night battle of the Hundred Ghosts of the Jizo King Demon Nian that day.

Later, Kong Ming gave Tang Luo a string of new ones.

Tang Luo took it with him when he entered the mission, in order to show his identity as a monk. Now they are "transformed" together.

As for why he wants to show his identity as a monk, of course, it is to consecrate more donors.

"The monk from the Great Shadow?" Several tribal leaders frowned.

They naturally understand the situation of Dayou, and the state religion is the Longya Daomen, not the Buddhism Gate.

Why is it a monk here?

Moreover, Dayou has a famous monk with a surname, and most of the people here in Beiyuan know that the person who came is so handsome and handsome, and can sneak into the Fusang tribe, he must not be a nobody, and he should be quite famous.

They were not impressed.

Could it be the "secret weapon" of Dayou?

Or, it is just to attack the east and the west, and forcibly improve the strength of the cannon fodder who came here.

"I'm not afraid of death." Batu looked at the stand-in wooden man without stopping, laughed, and took the initiative to greet him.

I didn't see him do any sorcery, and he went up and punched him head-on.

Batu takes the route of "power and witchcraft", in addition to witchcraft, his own strength is also very strong, even if he does not use any witchcraft, he can also compete with the top warriors in the tribe.

It was he who punched him head-on, and everyone was surprised.

It's just that in the next second, everyone showed surprise one by one, and saw that the white-haired monk also raised his hand, not dodging or dodging, fist to fist.

Batu then flew upside down and rolled in mid-air before landing, taking a few steps back, leaving a footprint on the ground with each step.

On his right fist, there was a faint redness, and he was actually repelled by a punch!

"Good!"

Batu's smile was hideous, and anger ignited in his heart.

Originally, seeing that this person's companion was easily wiped out by the other two witches, I thought that although this monk was stronger, I was afraid that it was limited.

Unexpectedly, the power of this punch far exceeded Batu's expectations, which made him suffer a dark loss and lose face.

"This man and mine, don't do it!" Batu shouted, he wanted to take down this person alone, and the other two witches easily took one, if he couldn't take it alone, it would inevitably fall into the mouth.

As for the fact that this man is stronger than his companions, no one will deliberately think about this.

Hearing Batu's words, the high priests and tribal warriors who participated in the battle around him just surrounded the martial arts arena to prevent this person from escaping.

The other two witches, Ziwenda and Xiong Domination, followed.

Qi Wenda was violent, but his image was a shriveled little old man, dressed quite thickly, with his hands behind his back, and after hearing Batu's words, he smiled and went directly to the high platform.

The bear dominates the world is dressed as a black-clothed swordsman, with a full five swords behind his back, forming a fan-shaped, and his eyebrows are full of evil, not like a wizard, but more like a great immortal master.

Resembles a character like a sword cultivator, and is incompatible with other wizards.

I'm afraid the rumors about the origin are also somewhat true.

Xiong Ba Tianxia just glanced at it and jumped to the high platform.

"Let's go back too." Wu Yan said softly, and returned to the high platform with Tang Luo, in this situation, she could only take one step at a time.

Inexplicably, this monk Xuanzang took the initiative, which is really hateful.

But there is no way to be hateful, the black disaster can only be held, and while holding it back, there is also a trace of fear in my heart.

"Who are you, with such strength, you should not be a nameless cannon fodder." Batu said as he looked at the wooden man.

Anyway, you have to ask about some information, ask after the fight, and you can also ask before the fight.

If you can ask a big identity, how much can you explain that it is not that he Batu is weak when he stepped back just now.

Even if it were another wizard, the situation would probably be no different.

The stand-in wooden man did not answer, but smiled, raised his hand, and made a gesture of please.

"Don't you want to say it?" Batu said, "Okay, I'll beat you until you say it!" ”

His tone was full of confidence, but his actions were not reckless, and he took out something less than the size of a palm and performed witchcraft.

The object suddenly grew in size and was stabbed into the ground by Batuu.

It looked like a cross made of two rotten pieces of wood, as if it had been pulled out of front of the mound.

But as the object landed, the normally normal ground was suddenly covered in black and became like the surface of water.

No more, no less, just covered the round "ring".

"Come on." Batu laughed, it was his domain.

In his field -

"Boom!"

With a sound, Batu's body flew out upside down again, but this time it was not like the first time, and he could land on the ground and unload his strength.

Batuu dragged a trail directly on the ground.

Where he had been standing, the white-clothed monk stood, taking Batu's place.

"Huh?"

"What happened?" Many people's eyes widened, completely unaware of what had happened at that moment.

On the field, there are very few people who can see what is happening.

Even among the tribal leaders, who are not good at fighting and fighting, they can't see clearly, but there is a vague feeling.

"It's not easy."

Xiong Batianxia said in a deep voice, "This person." ”

"What happened just now?" The leader of the Xiong Zhen tribe asked, he had just been slightly distracted and couldn't see what was happening.

"It's very simple, it was this monk who gave Batu a punch, Batu couldn't dodge, and could only resist with witchcraft - it was his 'witch shield', but I didn't expect that if the punch went down, the shield would break and fly." Xiong Batianxia's voice was cold, and he explained clearly.

"This-" The leader of the Xiong Zhen tribe couldn't help but ask, "Then you can ......"

"I can't break Batu's shield, but I don't need to." Xiong Batianxia said, "Looking at the monk, the path he walked was somewhat similar to Qi Wenda. ”