readx;? Chapter 1077: The Art of Human Puppetry

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Zifeng stood quietly in the field, facing Wu Lang in front of him, there was no pity in his eyes, only killing intent, a chill to the bone!

"Where is Wu Tiankui?" Before the referee on the scene announced the verdict and the battle began, Zifeng couldn't help but ask out loud.

Wu Lang's face turned cold, and the blood-red sword in his hand was thrown straight to the ground, his eyes were split, "Wu Tiankui is what you can call! Wu Zifeng, you are a wicked species, you have ill intentions, you even have the surname of the family in your heart, you are such an unkind, unrighteous, disloyal and unfilial bastard, today I want to avenge the dead Wu family!"

As soon as this sound came out, the onlookers were in an uproar. Thinking of the names and surnames of the two, Wu Lang and Wu Zifeng, there was a slight relief in his eyes, could it be that there were any grievances between the two?

Shaking his head, some people, even if they see the coffin, they won't cry, so do you need to say more?" "Wu Lang, you are still a clown until now! You are destined to be a sad clown for the rest of your life in this life! If you want my Wu Zifeng's life, then come! Come on!" The killing intent in his body rose to the sky, and wisps of killing intent oozed from Zifeng's calm complexion......

"Roar!" A roar, his body rushed straight forward, and his right hand picked up the blood-red sword on the ground, and volleyed into the air, "Bloody Thorn!" When the long sword waved, the blood thorns in the sky poured down like rain, as fast as thunder......

It's just that in the face of the bloody thorns in the sky, Zifeng didn't even have the intention of dodging!

Instead, he raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Lang behind the blood thorn, and at the moment when the blood thorn was about to get closer, the whole person disappeared directly from sight......

Seeing this scene, Wu Lang was startled, and the blood-red sword immediately slashed back and stabbed straight to the back!

Yes, Wu Lang's judgment at the first time was correct, Zifeng was indeed standing behind him, very close, close to the distance, so close that the blood red sword couldn't be used at all!

'Puff ......' The blood thorns in the sky fell into the air, and on the flat square, it was instantly corroded into pitch-black holes, wisps of black gas emitted, accompanied by bursts of foul smell, and the venue was in a mess in the blink of an eye.

Those eyes as black as ink made Wu Lang shiver all over his body, as if he was being targeted by an ancient beast, and the hairs on his whole body shuddered......

Desperately urging the Yuan Force in his body, he wanted to retreat, but no matter what direction Wu Lang was doing. Zifeng was so close to him that he couldn't get an arm's length at all.

Sweat soaked Wu Lang's entire back between his breaths, gritted his teeth, retracted the long sword in his hand, and smashed his right fist towards Zifengmian with monstrous hatred.

An azure aura overflowed in an instant......

There was a low muffled sound, and the fist stopped less than three inches away from the Zifeng Gate and it was difficult to enter a single bit!

Weak, incompetent, helpless! A dejected breath came out of the heart, occupying the entire body in an instant!

"Wu Zifeng, you bastard! you have the ability to beat me!" roared hysterically, Wu Lang teared his heart out.

This attack within a short stick of incense is almost all the strength that Wu Lang can show, but from beginning to end, Wu Zifeng did not make a move, disdain, this is simply disdain!

As soon as the sound of 'bang' came out, a kick, a kick in the air, Wu Lang's whole person was kicked directly to the ground, a huge pit came into view, and the smoke and dust rose up......

'Ahem...... cough' A cough, Wu Lang slowly crawled out of the pit, "Hahaha...... Wu Zifeng, you still can't help but make a move, haha......"

"Crazy, crazy......" Everyone in the stands was talking, watching the two people who were both martial artists fighting each other, judging for some reason.

It's just that how much do others know about the grievances between the two of them?

With a punch in the air, a light blue fist gang blasted Wu Lang away and fell to the ground, and his breath withered......

It's just that from the moment Wu Lang stood on this battlefield, he was already ready to die!

A person who is no longer afraid of death, his madness, his madness, and his worldview are only four words left without hesitation!

His steps were slow, and Zifeng walked towards Wu Lang, who was struggling to stand up......

On the rock ridge, when he saw the scene in front of him, the Great Elder of the Blood Light Sect, Shen Tuzhou, did not have the slightest panicked look in his eyes, but instead had a half-confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and drank the fragrant tea in his hand unhurriedly, chatting and laughing with everyone.

This scene fell into Lin Jianfu's eyes, and he couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that Wu Lang in the audience still had something to rely on?

The blood-red sword had long since fallen somewhere, and his whole body was covered in blood, Wu Lang stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood stains on his hands, and still looked at Zifeng fearlessly.

"Is this your confidence in killing me! I said, at the beginning, you would only hide behind Wu Ming's back in Haoran Academy, but today in the sect land, you are still the same!"

After the Tianzhou Martial Arts Contest ended, Wu Tiankui and Wu Lang fled Tianzhou. Zifeng once ordered that once the two of them were discovered, they must be cut down and eradicated. However, his grandfather Wu Tianjie, along with Wu Tiandi and other old family owners of other bloodlines, came to persuade him, hoping that he could let go and let the two of them live.

Martial arts, the bad is bad in the kindness that shouldn't be there!

Otherwise, Wu Lang really thought that with their old and young, they would hardly have the slightest strength to fight back, and they would be able to trek from Tianzhou to the land of the sect safely and soundly, but there was no incident on the way?

But what about now? If it weren't for the fact that Wu Lang was limited by the sect and Wu Lang's mobility was inconvenient, otherwise the Xuantian Martial Artists would definitely be in trouble because of this!

"Haha...... Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" Speaking of this, Wu Lang's eyes were full of calm, his whole body was shrouded in a new force, his footsteps flashed, and he instantly opened a distance from Zifeng, his hand knot flew up and down, and he shouted "human puppet".

An old man who was extremely pale and exuded a foul smell appeared in the field in an instant......

Xiaolan exclaimed, "It's him, it's him I smell......!"

The onlookers were also stunned by this figure that appeared out of thin air, pointing and pointing......

On the rock ridge, the cup in Lin Jianfu's hand was instantly crushed, and the sloppy old man who had been lying on the rock and sleeping turned around, and a fine light burst out in his eyes!

"This, this is a puppet?" Ming Rang stood up, pointed to the figure that appeared out of thin air in the field, and questioned loudly.

Shen Tuzhou stretched his waist, "Yes, what you have seen is the peerless learning of the Blood Light Sect ten thousand years ago, the art of human puppetry!"

It's just that the old man, the old man turned out to be ......

(Thanks to Brother Dylqbz for the tip, I haven't seen it for a long time...... Not much to say, I'm going to write about * in the last few days, I hope the eldest brother likes it...... ）