"What a crap!"

In the dense forest, Steward Wu looked at Tu Laosan with a pale face.

Facing the angry Steward Wu, Tu Laosan smiled and argued: "Steward Wu, you can't blame me for this, who knew that the old guy actually had a talisman, this thing is so rare......"

Seeing that Steward Wu looked like he was going to eat people, Tu Laosan's voice became lower and lower.

"Explain this to the third prince!"

Steward Wu said this coldly, and then turned his head away from him.

Seeing Steward Wu's high-minded appearance, Tu Laosan lowered his head, his eyes full of viciousness.

As for the other Zhang family servant surnamed Xiao, his face was not very good at the moment.

With his understanding of Zhang Jingyu, they didn't do a good job this time, and they couldn't run away after a meal of flesh and skin.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel more and more dissatisfied with Tu Laosan, who was afraid of death at the critical moment, and did not stop the old man.

Just when the three of them had different thoughts, a sudden change occurred.

Under the hazy night, a white shadow roared by, hitting Tu Laosan, who was a distance from the two of them.

"Be careful!"

Steward Wu, as an eighth-layer Qi cultivator, reacted the fastest.

It's just that as soon as he shouted, he saw Tu Laosan, who was dazed, having his head taken off by this white shadow.

The terrifying scene in front of him made Wu Guan feel cold afterwards.

"Who?"

Steward Wu let out a loud shout, and his divine sense unfolded with all his might.

Soon, he found Su Ming thirty zhang away.

"Is that you?"

Steward Wu was taken aback when he saw Su Ming.

The appearance and aura of the person in front of him were clearly the little ghost that the third prince had just hunted down.

This little ghost is here, what about the third son?

A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Steward Wu's mind.

It's just that before he could delve into it, the paper puppet that killed Tu Laosan in one blow pounced on him again with a ghostly speed.

Steward Wu saw with his own eyes that this ghost thing killed a mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator in one blow, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he immediately sacrificed the strongest defensive magic weapon in his hand.

This is an umbrella-shaped magic weapon, but the grade is not as high as the turtle spirit shield in Su Ming's hand, and it is only a middle-grade one.

In fact, not all late-stage Qi cultivators would use first-order high-grade defensive magic weapons.

Because for the monk, the most important thing is to attack, and as for the defensive magic weapon, it is enough to block the fatal blow at the critical moment.

And the first-order middle-grade defensive magic weapon can also withstand several attacks of the first-order high-grade magic weapon.

In addition, it also saves true qi, so many late-stage qi cultivation cultivators will choose a combination of first-order high-grade offensive magic weapons and first-order middle-grade defensive magic weapons.

Steward Wu is a typical example of this.

His offensive magic weapon is a first-order high-grade, while his defensive magic weapon is only a first-order mid-grade.

It's just that an umbrella-shaped magic weapon that can resist the attack of a first-order high-grade magic weapon may not be able to block the attack of the paper puppet.

Just one or two breaths, Steward Wu's small umbrella became precarious under the attack of the paper puppet.

Seeing this scene, Steward Wu yelled at the monk surnamed Xiao: "Hurry up, he killed the third prince, if we don't make a move, we will all die here today!" ”

This roar woke up the monk surnamed Xiao who was standing still.

In an instant, he controlled a first-order mid-grade flying sword and killed the paper puppet.

As soon as the flying sword arrived, the paper puppet didn't reply, just slapped it casually, and this first-order middle-grade flying sword was slapped upside down by it and flew back.

Seeing this, Steward Wu pointed at Su Ming and said, "Go and kill that kid, he is the culprit!" ”

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Xiao also reacted.

Immediately poured his true qi into the flying sword, regrouped, and roared towards Su Ming.

Seeing the flying sword rushing towards him, Su Ming was not in a hurry and blocked the first-order high-grade magic weapon turtle spirit shield in front of him.

In a fierce battle with Zhang Jingyu just now, Su Ming found that his control of the turtle spirit shield was more handy.

Sure enough, the fighting method is the best way to run in with the magic weapon.

A kind of enlightenment rose in Su Ming's heart.

"Bell!"

The first-order mid-grade flying sword slashed at the turtle spirit shield the size of the door panel, and was directly bounced away.

"It's too weak."

Su Ming's divine sense sensed the first-order mid-grade flying sword that flew back upside down, and he suddenly had a feeling in his heart that it was nothing more than that.

Previously, he used the turtle spirit shield to resist Zhang Jingyu's attack, and he felt a lot of pressure, not because he was weak, but because Zhang Jingyu was too strong!

Now that he encountered an opponent who was also in the middle stage of Qi training, the defensive power of Su Ming's turtle spirit shield was revealed.

Don't break the defense at all!

At this moment, Su Ming has a feeling of Zhang Jingyu's leisurely strolling against the three fire bombs.

It's just that he is much more cautious than Zhang Jingyu, he always remembers how Zhang Jingyu died, and the other party did not die of weakness, but of arrogance and arrogance.

Su Ming always reminded himself not to make the same mistakes.

Therefore, although Su Ming felt that the monk surnamed Xiao was very weak, he still hid behind the turtle spirit shield, just not showing his head.

The monk surnamed Xiao was shocked when he saw that his flying sword was directly blocked by the enemy's defensive magic weapon.

Because according to common sense, the enemy will definitely return his attack.

But the monk surnamed Xiao waited for a long time, and found that the enemy was still as steady as an old dog, shrinking behind the defensive magic weapon, motionless.

"This person ...... I'm too scared to die! ”

The monk surnamed Xiao was stunned at first, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

He didn't know that when he was fighting with Su Ming, Steward Wu couldn't support it at all.

In the ancient books given by the mysterious old man, the strength of the paper puppet to the limit is called invincible during the Qi training period.

This is not just a casual statement.

Zhang Jingyu, who has nine layers of Qi refining period, and the magic weapons and spells are all top monks in the Qi refining period, are all planted in the hands of paper puppets.

What's more, Steward Wu, an eighth-layer cultivator who practiced qi.

He has been able to support it until now, and he has exploded with all his potential.

"Ahh

With a scream from Steward Wu, his head was directly twisted off by the paper puppet.

The monk surnamed Xiao saw the paper puppet grabbing Steward Wu's head with his right hand and rushed towards him.

Immediately frightened, he turned around and fled.

It's a pity that even Zhang Jingyu, who is at the ninth level of Qi training, can't outrun the paper puppet, let alone him, a mid-stage Qi cultivation monk at the sixth level of Qi training.

Before the monk surnamed Xiao could run a few steps away, he was caught up by the paper puppet behind him, and a blow pierced his chest and shattered his heart.

The monk surnamed Xiao only felt a warm feeling in his chest, and then his vision was completely blurred.

Manipulate the paper puppet to kill three people in a row, after making sure that each of them is dead.

Only then did Su Ming come out from behind the Turtle Spirit Shield.

"Finally dead!"

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Although tonight was the first time he had killed someone in two lifetimes, Su Ming found that he didn't feel much repulsion.

After thinking about it, maybe this has something to do with the fact that the person who was killed was not him, but manipulated the paper puppet.

Order the paper puppet to collect the three corpses together and collect the loot.

In the end, Su Ming carefully cleaned up the scene, and then wiped out all traces with a fire.

After half a column of incense.

Looking at the scorched ground, Su Mi breathed a sigh of relief.