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The quasi-third-level puppet, covered in gold and glowing, is like a golden flame burning, but it gives people a cold feeling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was too tall, four meters long, like a giant, its limbs were cast in alloy, it was as thick as a pillar, the armor on its body gave people a heavy breath, and its face was also cast hideous, like a ghost general from hell.

This is the last puppet, if you win, you get the reward to enter the third level, and if you lose, you have no chance to come back.

Time waits for no one, Ye Feng, Chang Fu, and Qiao Yilin looked at each other, their chins bowed, and their eyes were full of determination.

"Yilin, Grandpa Chang and I are dragging it, you find a chance to blow it up," Ye Feng instructed.

"Hmm!" Qiao Yilin nodded solemnly, she knew that her strength was not enough, and she could only drag people down.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng and Chang Fu erupted extremely fast, both reaching the point where people left to take pictures, the shadows had not yet dissipated, and people had already stepped up the forty-ninth steps.

Chang Fu punched, and the spiritual power in the dantian was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and no money poured into his fists, forming layers of qigang, and then compressing sharply, emitting a brilliant light.

This is Qi Gang Boxing, pay attention to compressing the spiritual power into Gang, the more condensed the degree of compression, the higher the attack power of the outbreak, Chang Fu has practiced this fist for many years, and he used the strongest move at the beginning, Double Fist Meteor.

Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless, this time he was facing a strong opponent far beyond him, his left hand was a stone fist, his right hand was a critical attack, the two fist techniques were used by him more and more proficiently, he could attack at the same time, and his power increased exponentially.

The two of them attacked one after the other, one left and one right.

Airplanes!

As soon as the two of them entered the high platform, the quasi-third-level puppet reacted, and the long-closed alloy eyelids opened, and the red glow was terrifying.

The unknown mysterious inscription, as if giving it life, bent its knees, and exploded with a huge impact, and with a bang, it rushed towards Ye Feng and Chang Fu.

The golden fist, bigger than a football, glows with golden light, and the elbow is a blow, without any sense of rustiness, which makes people marvel at the magic of the inscription.

The golden giant fist, faster than lightning, only punched in the last second, and appeared in front of Chang Fu in the next second, too abrupt.

Rumble!

One person and one puppet, one big and one small fists collided together, and a roar broke out, and the force was too strong.

Click!

The qi gang transformed by spiritual power produced a crack on it, and then like broken glass, the cracks were dense, and with a bang, the qi gang was directly destroyed.

Time is very short, and it looks like a long time has passed, but in fact it is only in a moment.

After the qi gang shattered, the spiritual power dissipated directly, and the metal giant fist and Chang Fu's flesh fist collided together, clicking, and the sound of bones breaking sounded, ah, Chang Fu screamed, and he felt a huge force coming from his fist.

The power was too strong, enough for more than five thousand kilograms, boom, he flew out upside down like a reversible cannonball, and even the speed was too fast, and the air rubbed a sound.

The difference in levels was too great to overcome, Chang Fu fell to the ground, spat blood, his face turned pale, and he directly lost his combat effectiveness.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, and with the high speed of the divine step, he avoided the fist of the quasi-third-level puppet, and the gravel of his left fist directly bombarded its leg joints, and the critical attack of his right fist then broke out.

Boom two loud bangs.

Ye Feng was too strong, and his fist was red and swollen, but the quasi-golden puppet just trembled, nothing more.

"Is this just a quasi-third-level puppet? completely incapable of the enemy!".

Chang Fu, who fell to the ground, opened his mouth wide when he saw this scene, then covered his chest with one hand, and sat down cross-legged with the elbow of the other arm, taking the Spirit Pill to recover from his injuries.

For the powerhouses of the Na Spirit Realm, the spiritual power pill does not have the effect of healing pills, on the one hand, it can supplement the lost spiritual power, and on the other hand, it can also act as a healing medicine.

A handful of first-grade spiritual power pills went down, and the exercises were used to dissolve the spiritual power, and the injuries on Chang Fu's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qiao Yilin came to Chang Fu, holding the inscription fire thunder in her hand, on guard, and at the same time looking for an opportunity to start.

Ye Feng had already told her that the method used by the Inscription Fire Thunder used spiritual power as a fuse, and after it was ignited, it was thrown out directly, within a radius of four meters, it was all within the explosion range.

It's just that this level of Inscription Fire Thunder has a remarkable effect on ordinary Naling Realm martial artists, but now it is dealing with puppets, and it is also a powerful quasi-third-level puppet.

Ye Feng told her that it was best to throw it directly into its brain and explode directly, and if the impact force generated directly blew up the quasi-third-level puppet, it would be better, and the worst could impact the inscription inside.

Ye Feng and the puppet are fighting together, moving non-stop, it is difficult for her to lock on to the target, whether Ye Feng explains to her or not, he can dodge as soon as possible, she is still very worried.

Tick!

Sweat dripped from her palms, Joilyn's hands were clenched tightly, and even her body was trembling, nervous, worried, anxious, lingering in her heart, which was another grind for her.

Whoosh!

The quasi-golden puppet is tall, like a giant, full of strength, can destroy mountains, and the only weakness is that the body is too tall to fight in close combat.

Ye Feng relied on his divine steps, scurrying around under it, and if the quasi-third-level puppet wanted to attack him, he had to bend down, and at this moment he had already dodged.

The quasi-third-level puppet kicked it, Ye Feng Xiaoshunfeng heard the movement in advance, stepped on the Shenxing, flashed to the side, and smashed another punch at its knee joint.

Destroying no less than hundreds of puppets, Ye Feng didn't know anything about these metal puppets, and he didn't leave ten.

The metal puppet is cast in metal throughout, but I don't know what material is used at the joints, and it is as flexible as human limbs, and it can bend and stretch at will, which is incredible.

What he has to do is very simple, aren't you able to move? Aren't you amazing? I'll just remove your joints, and you'll not be a pile of scrap metal.

However, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and I don't know what high-strength materials are used in the joints, but they can withstand the impact of dozens of punches from him, and they are still intact.

You know, he burst out with all his strength, with a force of nearly two thousand kilograms, which was enough to smash a pile of steel and hit the joints of the quasi-third-level puppet, like hitting a spring, shocking things.

Ye Feng's heart is 10,000 *** galloping, how can this make people fight?

The silver portal was behind the quasi-gold-level puppet, and if it didn't kill this roadblock, even if it was gold, silver, and jewelry, it could only stare dryly.

"If you don't lure it away and let Irene and Grandpa Chang take the opportunity to go in, I should be able to catch up with my speed."

Ye Feng shouted backwards: "Yilin, Grandpa Chang, I will lure this jazza away, you take this opportunity to enter the door, and I will arrive later."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his body retreated violently and flashed to the side.

Airplanes!

The quasi-golden puppet's eyes were even more red, and he was angry, so he was fooled and chased after Ye Feng.

Swish!

Once it got out of the hand-to-hand combat, the speed of the quasi-golden puppet finally broke out, and it was too abrupt, so it rushed to Ye Feng's approach, raised his fist to attack, and one person and one metal bump fought together.

Chang Fu and Jo Yilin are not willful people, and take this opportunity to rush to the silver portal.

Airplanes!

The quasi-golden puppet seemed to have human nature, and the red light in its eyes jumped, it may also be its duty in the dark, and when it broke away from Ye Feng, it rushed towards Chang Fu and Qiao Yilin.

"Damn!".

Ye Feng scolded secretly, forgetting that this puppet was the one who guarded the portal, so naturally he would not let people approach the silver portal easily.

But it was too fast, Ye Feng burst out at a very fast speed to catch up, and in an emergency, Ye Feng shouted: "Yilin, hurry up with the inscription fire thunder!"

The whirring friction sound was the quasi-golden puppet at high speed, and the red light in its eyes jumped, as if it had human thoughts, staring at Chang Fu and Qiao Yilin, and stretching out its hand of death.

Joilyn turned around, the quasi-golden puppet was less than five meters away from her, she asked for teeth, and silently thought in her heart: fight.

The inscription fire thunder was like a high-shot iron ball, glowing, and the inscription inside was activated, rushing towards the quasi-golden puppet.

The quasi-golden puppet pinched the inscription fire thunder with one hand, and the red light in his eyes jumped, probably thinking: An iron ball wants to stop me, joke.

It's just that it's metal casting, otherwise it's likely to show a look of disdain, and its palm is clenched, about to burst the iron ball, showing its strength.

Rumble!

At this time, a dull loud bang roared in the palm of its hand, like thunder on the flat ground, if the missile exploded, there was even a fireball rushing and flashing, breaking out of high temperature, popping, and its palm was full of cracks.

"Didn't it shatter?" Ye Fengwang was shocked, it was the explosion of the Inscription Fire Thunder, which was enough to kill a low-level Naling Realm martial artist.

Buzzing!

The red light in the eyes of the quasi-golden puppet jumped rapidly, as if it was in pain, and as if it was stunned, and suddenly, the palm of the hand was red and softened.

It was already tall, and at this time, the palm of the hand was three meters in the air, and the metal liquid flowed down, glittering, and it looked like a waterfall.

"Good opportunity!".

Time was only in a moment, and the moment the third-level puppet paused, Ye Feng's spiritual power poured into the Divine Walk Inscription under his feet, emitting a brilliant white light, and his speed reached the limit.

Swish!

A figure pulled up from the high platform, with a head and no tail, leapfrogging the lightning and rushing towards the silver portal.

"Come in the door!" Ye Feng did not forget to greet Qiao Yilin and Chang Fu.

Syllable!

said that it was too late, and in just an instant, the three of them rushed into the door one after another, and finally passed the level.

(To be continued)