Time passed like this, and although Wang Mou's body had become like a substance, the puppeteer didn't seem so impatient.

At this time, the puppeteer seemed to think of something, smiled, directly lifted his puppet silk, and manipulated his puppet silk like a swimming snake, winding towards Jia Nanxun, who was closest to Wang Mou.

Faced with such a sudden situation, Jia Nanxun couldn't help but be startled and wanted to dodge, but where would the puppeteer give him such an opportunity, he directly blocked Jia Nanxun's back road, Jia Nanxun didn't have a chance to dodge, of course, in the face of such a powerful combat force, let alone resist.

At this time, Jia Nanxun felt that he was trapped tightly, and couldn't help but look helpless, and said directly to the puppeteer with a sad face: "That, puppeteer, I didn't look for you either, why did you tie me up." ”

"Shhhhh......h......h Nine ......"

Jia Nanxun heard the puppeteer constantly counting down the numbers, and couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Lao Wang, wake up quickly, if you don't wake up again, I'm really going to die, count to five, ah, three!"

In the end, it was very thrilling that when the puppeteer counted to one, Wang Mou opened his eyes very "in time" and shouted: "I'm awake, let go of this guy." ”

Jia Nanxun saw that Wang finally woke up in time, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, if he planted one second later, he would really die, even if he didn't die, he would have used up the talisman that Master Wang Mou gave him, Jia Nanxun didn't want to lose a chance to save his life so inexplicably.

However, the puppeteer is really honest and trustworthy, and in the face of such a situation, he also threw this Jia Nanxun down directly, and looked at Wang Mou with a smile.

"Boy, are you done replying?" said the puppeteer, teasingly.

"Thanks to the opportunity given by my predecessors, I have successfully recovered. Wang Mou respectfully bowed his hand to the puppeteer, looking very respectful.

But don't look at Wang Mou's appearance on the surface, but he has really been scolded in his heart.

"Ahh......h

Wang Mou kept thinking about it in his heart, but he also knew that these broken thoughts of his were just his own wishful thinking, and it was impossible for the puppeteer to give him such a chance, and it was enough to give himself face with such a long recovery time.

"Then let's get started!" the puppeteer smiled, and stretched out his hand to see hundreds of puppet silks, which rushed towards Wang Mou one after another like a group of hungry poisonous snakes.

Wang Mou was very confident in the face of this situation, after thinking about the current situation, Wang Mou could clearly feel that in the current situation, the first step of the puppeteer will definitely be a large-scale attack, and there are only a few such large-scale attacks on the puppeteer, and this pile of puppet silk pouring out of the nest is the most common one for the puppeteer to attack.

Seeing the puppet silk that was already approaching him, Wang Mou was not afraid at all, and stretched out his hand and thousands of wishful fibres galloped towards this pile of puppet silk.

You must know that since Wang Mou has been upgraded, he has mastered the method of transforming spiritual power into wishful treasures, and because now Wang Mou's own spiritual power is completely infused by the saints under the Confucian cultivation, so the current wishful treasures are completely condensed by Confucianism, so these wishful treasures are showing a golden light.

So the scene on the field at this moment seems to have extremely aesthetic characteristics, thousands of white silk threads glowing with golden light, hundreds of transparent and black puppet wires mixed with the face, the two are constantly entangled, and distinct, there is a significant you have me, this scene seems very beautiful and natural.

When the puppeteer saw such a scene, he couldn't help but smile slightly, such a scene looked really wonderful.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a silk magic weapon, and if I'm not mistaken, these silk magic weapons should be the same as my puppet silk, and they can also have your own condensation, hehe, if it weren't for the status between the two of us, it would really be irreconcilable, otherwise, I really want to use you as my disciple to let you inherit my puppet silk." ”

After Wang Mou heard the puppet master say this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and said very humbly: "The seniors praise falsely, I only want one acre of land, three houses, and my wife and children are hot on the kang. ”

"To understand, naturally, is to understand. The puppeteer smiled slightly, looking at this, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and he stretched out his hand and a bunch of puppet silk wrapped around the others. Sister Literature Network

But Wang Mou was also prepared in the face of such a situation, and stretched out his hand to hundreds of wishful wishes to match these puppet silks again, directly blocking these puppet silks on the road.

"Senior, your trick is a bit immoral, you said that you would fight alone, why are you still going to find some help?" Wang Mou said with a smile, but the look in his eyes gradually became cold.

"Oh, boy, puppet silk, puppet silk, puppet silk's role is to manipulate other people, what is the moral point of this?" the puppeteer didn't care at all, and said his own reasoning.

Although Wang Mou felt that this was a strong argument, he had to say that there was indeed no problem with the puppeteer's words, but Wang Mou really thought that this method was really against the peace of heaven.

"Boy, if I'm not mistaken, your strength should have been forcibly brought up to you by the saint, and your own strength is only at most the first entry into the Three Realms of the Heavenly Dao. The puppeteer said to Wang Mou while manipulating the puppet silk of the manipulator to pair the line of Wang Mou's wishful treasure silk.

When Wang Mou heard the puppeteer's words, he didn't say much, he smiled, and said with a smile: "Senior, this is indeed not my real strength, but senior, I feel that my strength can still defeat you." ”

"Oh, you kid is still too arrogant, you won't really understand how big the gap in strength between high-level monks is if you don't reach this realm!" The puppeteer smiled, stretched out his hand, and summoned hundreds of puppet silks, slowly condensing them into the shape of a stick, pointing at Wang Mou and saying.

"Boy, it's time to really give you a feel for what the real power gap is. ”

After speaking, the puppeteer directly kicked his own stick made of puppet silk, galloped directly towards Wang Mou, and smashed Wang Mou with a stick.

The momentum of this stick is not fierce, if it hits Wang's head at once, not to mention that Wang Mou has the blessing of the saint's shield, even if the saint himself stands here, it is estimated that it will not be too comfortable.

But Wang Mou is Wang Mou after all, a person with the memory of one hundred and eight people, but he is not afraid in the face of such a situation, and directly turns around, so that the stick directly rubs his scalp and smashes it to the ground, although this stick still brings a certain amount of damage to Wang Mou, but it is always much better than directly smashing a stick on the brain.

But the puppeteer was not discouraged at all when he saw that the stick had not hit the ground, and he stretched out his hand and made a few consecutive moves, only forcing Wang Mou to retreat.

"Hehe, boy, you have this strength!" the puppeteer smiled presumptuously as he approached Wang Mou's attack for a hundred years.

But Wang Mou didn't have the slightest intention of resisting in the face of such a rampant attack by the puppeteer, but simply dodged, as if he had no power to fight back at all.

And at this time, the last blow of the puppet division finally hit, and it hit the ground directly.

"Hehe, boy, give up, as long as you promise to be my apprentice, I will definitely let you go. The puppeteer looked at Wang Mou, who was panting at this time, and couldn't help but smile and said.

When Wang Mou saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile and looked up at the puppeteer and said, "Senior, I let you just now, and now, it's my turn!"

As he spoke, Wang Mou directly conjured two steel knives from the void and killed them towards the puppeteer.

This attack was rapid and fast, directly causing the puppeteer to retreat.

"What kind of sword technique is this!" said the puppeteer in surprise.

"Knife technique, nameless!"

(To be continued)