Liu Fang's body retreated violently, and he was able to avoid the sword stabbed by the other party, and the corner of his clothes was touched, falling off from his body, and falling like a butterfly. There were two drops of sweat left on his forehead, and if he hadn't sensed the danger and avoided it in advance, that sword would have been slashed at himself now, becoming a cold corpse.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Fang looked at the person in front of him, cheered up 120,000 points, and didn't dare to be careless. After Wentian and Feng Mo left the city, he led the remaining iron guards to maintain order in the city, and by the way, appeased the emotions of the people and calmed their panic.

But just now, a cold light suddenly flashed in the crowd, and a sword stabbed towards Liu Fang like a hidden poisonous snake, and his whole hair rose up, dodging it as fast as he could in his life, and finally avoided this fatal blow. The person holding the sword was wearing a black cloak, no different from those demons of the Cult of the Netherworld who had been killed, and the aura of heaven and earth in the surrounding void was polluted by demonic energy, and all martial artists clearly felt a sense of blockage.

The assassin did not flee far after a fruitless blow, but rushed towards Liu Fang again with his sword, vowing to kill him here. The demonic energy surrounded the sword body, and the assassin's arm vibrate, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, which showed how fast he swung the sword. Liu Fang's spiritual power ascended, pouring into the pupils of his eyes, and in an instant, the scene in his eyes slowed down, and he raised his fists wearing gloves, barely blocking the blow.

"Ahem!" Liu Fang oozed blood from the corners of his mouth, it seemed that he had suffered a lot of internal injuries, from the blow just now, he judged that the other party was at least concentrating on the cultivation of the five turns, much higher than him, if it wasn't for the other party not doing his best, he would have gone to Jiuquan at this moment.

"City Lord!" The iron guards were shocked when they saw Liu Fang vomiting blood, their faces were shocked, in their impression, the powerful and incomparable city lord was actually injured in one face, how strong was the other party? Glancing at each other, they all saw the determination in each other's eyes, standing in front of Liu Fang, forming a human wall, and wanting to protect the city lord with their lives.

"You ...... What are you going to do!Let me go, go quickly!" Liu Fang clutched his chest and yelled.

"No, city lord, we won't leave, even if we risk this life today, we will keep you safe. One of the guards said, his voice full of immovability.

"City Lord, you treat us well, every time someone below is in trouble at home, you pay out of your own pocket, and lie to your brothers that it is the military salary of the imperial court, but the brothers know it, but they don't say it. Now, the city lord, you are in danger, let the brothers carry it together, it's a big deal to die together, and we will be your subordinates in the next life. The iron guard on the far right choked up, and the words he said were moving.

"You ......" Liu Fang's nose was slightly sour, and the heat in his eyes was surging, but he forcibly squeezed him back, it was his greatest luck to meet these brothers, if there was an afterlife, he would still be their city lord.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's be brothers for life, follow me, kill!" Liu Fang took the lead, his fists burst out together, the appearance of a dragon appeared, and smashed at the assassin, this is his strongest martial art, against the sea Jiaolong attack, as soon as he came out, he suddenly heard the sound of waves, and a few dragon groans, surrounding the strangulation of the assassin.

"Drink!" The guards were not stunned, and they took out their own stunt to press the bottom of the box, pouring all the spiritual power in their bodies into it, and the sound was terrifying.

The assassin was not in a hurry, and threw out the sword in his hand, only to see that the sword body was shining brightly, rising against the storm, and in the blink of an eye, it was nine zhang high and three zhang wide, blocking in front of him.

Jingle Bell!

The sound of the collision between the martial arts and the sword was endless, and after a while, the sound of the collision stopped, and after repeated bombardment, there was still no trace on the sword, and it was not of any great quality, and the assassins who were blocked behind were not damaged at all, and the hearts of the guards were filled with despair. Liu Fang looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and secretly made a decision.

I saw him hit out with both palms, and a group of iron guards were knocked out of the distance, but they were not injured, and after doing this, he rushed towards the assassin, and his spiritual power rioted all over his body, which was the prelude to self-detonation.

"City Lord!"

The iron guards got up and were about to rush over, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking them, and they couldn't move forward half a step, so they could only watch Liu Fang die.

"King Kong Glass Realm!"

A loud shout sounded, and a layer of glass-colored light appeared on the surface of Liu Fang's body, suppressing his violent spiritual power and stopping the self-explosion.

"A sword is coming!"

The huge sword light attacked, slashing vertically from top to bottom, and the assassin threw out the spirit sword, just like just now, the sword body skyrocketed to deal with the attacking sword qi with the method of dealing with Liu Fang.

"Innocent!"

As soon as the words fell, the previously indestructible spirit sword shattered instantly as if it was made of plastic, and the sword qi was undiminished, passing through the body.

"Poof!" the imaginary splatter of blood did not appear, and the assassin's body split in the middle and was cut in half, revealing the parts inside, a puppet, not a real person.

Wentian fell from the sky, and Juetian was behind him, hurriedly walked to Liu Fang's side, and asked, "Uncle Liu, are you okay?"

Liu Fang was relieved when he saw that the person who came was asking the sky, this relaxation, and immediately sat on the ground, just now he was under too much pressure, both physically and mentally.

"I'm glad you're here, otherwise I'm afraid I'll see my corpse later. Liu Fang smiled bitterly, he is not really afraid of death, I believe that no one will not be afraid of death, but when he thinks that there are so many brothers and people in the city behind him, the fear of death is much lighter.

"Uncle Liu, you rest for the time being, I still have to find out the murderer behind the puppet. Wen Tian looked at the destroyed puppet, closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense unfolded, following the residual breath on the puppet to determine the direction.

Liu Fang just looked at Wentian and asked Tie Wei to deal with the matter here, and then fainted, causing Tie Wei to be in chaos.

"Dead Tree, what can this puppet see?" asked Tianchuanyin.

"It's just garbage, can it be called a puppet?" Xiao Shu's face was full of disdain, in his opinion, this is a piece of scrap metal, and there is no skill to speak of.

Shao leaned, Wen Tian came to a deep mountain, in front of him stood an old man, the old man's hair was not white but strange blood red, unkempt, some even knotted. Those withered hands, with slender fingers and sharp nails, were supposed to be used to control the puppet. The old man looked at the sky and laughed strangely.

"Boy, I can actually find the old man's position, yes, yes. ”

"What's so difficult about this, just with your garbage thing, what can you do?" asked Tianxue Xiaoshu's tone, which provoked the old man to laugh again.

"Huangkou child, the way of the puppet, unfathomable, what can you understand. You are now sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued, and it is too late to cry later, the name of the old man and the old man is not for nothing, quack. After the old man finished speaking, he released two puppets from the Xuanxu bag, these two puppets were all black, and their eyes were red, which were the same color as his hair.

Old man Golem?This is the first time I've heard this name.

Click!

The two puppets slammed on the ground, and immediately centered on their feet, the crack extended out, and with the help of the anti-shock force, they reached Wentian with a swish, and blasted out an iron fist left and right.

Clang!

Peerless Heaven crossed in front of him, making a crisp popping sound, and Wentian took a few steps back, his chest tight. This puppet is so fierce, and its fists are so heavy that it seems that it can't confront them head-on, and it has to crush the core. Wen Tian secretly thought, at this time when he was thinking, the puppet rushed up again, raised his fist and smashed down, and in a slight flash, the puppet's fist smashed in a low voice, and the sand and stones splashed.

"Quack, boy, wasn't your tone very arrogant just now, why did you run around like a lost dog at this time?" The old man of the demon puppet couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wentian retreating under the attack of his puppet, dodging left and right, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Where the hell is this core hidden? "Wentian searched for a long time, but the spiritual sense never found the core of the puppet, and he had to deal with the puppet's fierce fists while dealing with it, and his mind was depleted, and he gradually showed his decline.

"Quack, boy, are you looking for the core of my puppet? Give up, you'll never find it, because there isn't any. The old man seems to think that it is impossible to escape from the heavens, and he doesn't care about telling the puppet's secrets.

How could it be, how would a puppet act if it didn't have a core? and not like a marionette...... Wait, marionettes, strings, lines, yes, that's it, lines! Wentian suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that puppets must rely on the core to provide power, in fact, this is very one-sided, some puppets do not use the core but are controlled by the "line", these "lines" are somewhat like the spiritual thread when arranging the enchantment, but not exactly, but the two have something in common.

Six Veins Broken Spirit Finger!

Thinking of this layer, Wen Tian cast the six-vein Broken Spirit Finger, attacking not the puppet itself but the space between the puppet and the demon puppet old man. When the old man saw this scene, the old face that was laughing wildly just now instantly froze, and he couldn't hide it, his fingers danced wildly, but it was too late.

Boom!

Boom!

There was a sound like a silk thread breaking, and the two puppets fell to the ground with a thud, unable to stand up. Sure enough, Wen Tian's strategizing smile reappeared, and the old puppet man without a puppet was like a toothless tiger, kneading as much as he wanted.

"Boy, how do you know, I've never mentioned this to anyone. The old man's face was miserable, most of his strength was on the puppet, and now he was powerless to return to the sky, asking the confusion in his heart.

"And thank you, if you hadn't said that the puppet has no core, how would I have thought that it could be manipulated with threads?"

"Haha! I see, I see, I didn't expect the old man to kill himself, haha, haha!" The old man laughed wildly, his heart full of remorse.

"Alright, it's time to hit the road, let's go. The head of the old man fell from his body, and he rolled out for a long time, and the blood gushed from his neck.

The villain died of too many words, and it was true at this time.