Bound by spiritual power, Mu Fang only felt a "buzz" in his mind, the white light flashed in front of him, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the connection between him and the puppet was broken, and the fist of the rest of his life appeared in front of the pupil.

"This...."

As soon as Mu Fang finished saying a word, his face was punched heavily, and he only felt a pain in the bridge of his nose, as if it was broken, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth, accompanied by a few hard objects, I don't know if it was a tooth.

Yes!!

The cry of pain came, and Mu Fang was directly knocked off the round platform by a punch, and during the air, blood and teeth spit out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

Boom!

The muffled sound of landing came, and Mu Fang fell the snow, sliding for a long distance before stopping, and a dazzling red appeared on the white snow.

No one expected that Mu Fang, who was still aggressive before, would be defeated so quickly, looking at Mu Fang, who was covering his face and screaming in pain on the snow, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

After all, most of the audience are ordinary people, where can they feel the existence of spiritual power? Only a small number of people know that Yu Xian will win so easily if he uses his spiritual power.

The puppet is a dead thing, and if you want to control it, you must use mental power, and the stronger the mental power of the controller, the stronger the puppet, and the more difficult it is to be cut off from the puppet. Of course, the higher the level of the puppet, the higher the requirements for the controller, and some puppets that are too high even have a little consciousness, if the controller's mental power is too weak, it is very likely to be counterattacked.

There are many people in this world who are weak in combat but strong in spirit, such as Xia Fuxiang, for people like them, the existence of puppets perfectly makes up for their lack of combat power, and they can use their strong mental power to control the puppets to protect themselves and attack others.

Therefore, many high-level forging masters have many high-level puppet protectors around them, and although their combat effectiveness is weak, they can still walk sideways in the Nine Heavens Continent.

In the Juyuan Pagoda, Ling Longzi said that General Knock was a low-level puppet, and also said that he knew a sect that specialized in making puppets, and he didn't know what kind of sect it was for the rest of his life, but judging from Ling Longzi's disdain for General Knock at that time, this sect must be very terrifying.

"Win for the rest of your life!" The old students of the Seventh Academy on the side saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, and immediately announced.

On the round platform, Yu Sheng arched his hand to Mu Fang in the audience with a harmless smile from humans and animals: "Accept." ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Sheng put the other party's three puppets into the storage bag at once, and at the same time poured his spiritual power into the puppet's mind, brutally pulled out Mu Fang's residual spiritual power, and then replaced him, becoming the owner of these three puppets.

"Puppet, my puppet!!" Mu Fang, who was screaming in pain, felt that the last trace of contact between himself and the puppet had disappeared, and he cried out helplessly, regardless of the severe pain on his face.

At this time, several people wearing the same clothes hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mu Fang up, one of them was so angry that he looked back at Yu Sheng and threatened: "Those who dare to hurt my giant puppet sect, we will not let you go!"

After saying these words, the young man turned around and left, not giving the rest of his life a chance to talk back, but under the reflection of the snow, the three big characters "Giant Puppet Sect" on the back of his clothes were very conspicuous.

"Giant Puppet Sect, what is that?"

Three or two steps back to Wei Xiaowei's side, the rest of his life looked indifferent, and he was not happy at all because of the victory.

"Eh, the rest of your life, look over there, the competition of the purple-clothed sect is nearing the end. There was no surprise at Yu Sheng's victory, Wei Xiaowei paid attention to the round platform next to Yu Sheng.

Seeing Wei Xiaowei's face, Yu Sheng also looked at it, and found that the purple-clothed young man had a sharp move and had the upper hand, so he should have won.

Who knew that at this time, Wei Xiaowei squinted his eyes, looked at the young man in purple and suddenly said, "Left." ”

After hearing this voice, Yu Sheng looked again and found that the purple-clothed young man really took out his sword to the left.

After a while, Wei Xiaowei said again: "It's still on the left." ”

Sure enough, Yu Sheng looked at it again, and the purple-clothed young man still took his sword to the left, caught his opponent off guard, and slapped him in the body for dodging the sword.

"This time it's on the right, and the battle is over. Wei Xiaowei said unsatisfactorily.

The rest of his life felt a little magical, this Wei Xiaowei actually saw the other party so thoroughly, and then looked at the young man in purple, and found that he really appeared on the right, and issued a fatal palm, knocking the opponent directly off the stage, very cleanly.

Retracting his gaze, Wei Xiaowei said: "If you meet me, you will beat him to doubt his life." ”

"Cut, standing and talking doesn't hurt your back. Xia Fuxiang on the side was not happy, and questioned,

"Senior Sister Xia, don't believe it, you see, if I draw lots from their sect next time, I will beat them to doubt their lives, their moves look like they are strong, but as long as you figure out his routine, you can judge the place where he will play the sword next time, so it will be easy to deal with the enemy. ”

Wei Xiaowei had a lot of experience, and talked about his fight in the first half of the day and said: "The last time I fought against that purple-clothed little six, it took me a long time to figure it out. ”

"Take what you can. Xia Fuxiang pouted.

Yu Sheng found out, this Xia Fuxiang and Wei Xiaowei are more and more fond of bickering, and when others look at it, I am afraid they already think that the two are a young couple.

Talking and laughing, all the competitions have come to an end, the winner is smiling, the loser is depressed, as the winner, the rest of his life is happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, after winning the competition, the rest of the life of several people did not leave the Chaoge platform, but stayed in the audience, and then there is a major event, Ye Jing!

Yemen, as the fourth gate of Yizhou, has a great reputation, and the disciples are also capable people, Ye Jing, as the son of the master of Yemen, is even more outstanding in cultivation, far beyond his peers.

This Ye Jing is most famous for his steel-like tendon flesh, which is difficult to cause damage with ordinary weapons, and his ability to resist attacks is very terrifying.

Of course, this is also inseparable from Yemen, Yemen is an individual cultivator, and Ye Jing's father's physical realm has already reached its peak, even among the four major masters, no one dares to underestimate it.

"Next, please hold the No. 6 and No. 7 students on stage to compete!" The old man of the Seventh Academy walked up to the round platform at the right time and announced.

"The show begins. ”

Yu Sheng and Wei Xiaowei stared at Ye Jing's side, and at noon they heard a lot of rumors about Ye Jing outside the gate of the Seventh Courtyard, and everyone's unified opinion was that this son had a mellow temperament, but his body was terrifying, and he only hoped that the other party would not let him down.

Not only the rest of my life, almost all the people who came this afternoon were here to see Ye Jing, otherwise the number of people would be even less.