Mo Ye looked at the silver puppet walking towards him step by step, and his eyes became extremely solemn. He knew very well in his heart that if he played with a puppet of this level, he would die on the spot if he was not careful.

"What's the matter? The strength of this puppet is too different from the previous one!" Qi Ling also noticed the situation outside, and there was a hint of doubt in his tone, and then he fell into deep thought.

Mo Ye took a deep breath, there was no way back from this corridor, if he wanted to live, he had to defeat the silver puppet in front of him.

When the silver puppet was still a foot away from Mo Ye, its legs suddenly exerted force, and its whole body rushed towards Mo Ye's place like an arrow off the string.

At the same moment that the silver puppet sped up, Mo Ye took out the fire sword, and a huge flame sword light quickly condensed out, slashing towards the silver puppet mercilessly.

Sword light fell on the silver puppet's body, turning into a ball of flames, completely enveloping the silver puppet.

At the same time, Mo Ye pinched one spell after another in his hand, and the flames that surrounded the silver puppet instantly turned into a rapidly rotating vortex of flames, and the huge suction force made the puppet's actions extremely difficult.

Just as Mo Ye felt a little happy, the spirit patterns on the puppet's silver armor suddenly flashed, and the suction force acting on its body suddenly disappeared.

Seeing that the flame vortex he had arranged was gradually dissipating, Mo Ye grabbed the fire sword and rushed towards the puppet.

"Bell!"

The Flame Sword slashed at the puppet's joints, but there was no dismemberment in the Ink Night image. It seems that this puppet's defense is much larger than the previous one, and his fire sword slashed on it, leaving only some shallow scratches. In this case, the puppet cannot be dismantled by brute force.

A silver fist slashed across Mo Ye's cheek, and the fierce fist stabbed his face with some pain. The next moment, Mo Ye felt some kind of warm liquid flowing down his face.

Mo Ye ran his hand across his cheek, looking down at the remaining blood stains in his hand, and his fear of the silver puppet became stronger.

The power of the silver golem was unimaginable, and a random punch could cut through his cheek. You must know that his current body refining has reached the peak of the Spirit Realm, even his cheeks have a good protective ability, but he is still scratched out by a fist wind of the puppet! In this way, the physical strength of the puppet may have approached the Spirit Realm infinitely.

"This half-step enlightened puppet is really difficult, although I have also killed a half-step enlightened monk before, but that monk is definitely not a grade compared to the puppet in front of him!" Mo Ye felt a little bitter in his heart.

He dodged the Silver Golem's attacks again and again, and from time to time he hit the golem with his own attacks. It's a pity that his attack doesn't seem to have much effect on the puppet, and every time the puppet is attacked by him, it only pauses slightly, and then continues to attack him as if nothing happened.

Fortunately, the puppet's movement speed was not very fast, and he relied on his cultivation to the perfection of the Wind Resistance, and it was relatively easy to face the puppet's attacks. However, it is not a way to spend such a long time, he must find an opportunity to break the situation and defeat this puppet in one fell swoop.

Just as Mo Ye was thinking hard about a solution in his heart, a feeling of extreme danger instantly surged into his heart. Seeing this, Mo Ye did not hesitate to lift the spiritual power in his body and quickly widened the distance between him and the puppet.

The next moment, the puppet's fist burst with silver light, and the spiritual power in its body began to change violently. A silver ray flew out of its fist, and with an unparalleled momentum, it rushed in the direction where Mo Ye was.

Mo Ye's eyes froze, and he felt a deadly threat in the silver light. If he is hit by this silver ray, he will definitely be more than lucky.

Mo Ye immediately mobilized the spiritual power in his body and turned it into a flame shield in front of him. At the same time, more spiritual power was converging towards his palm, and it seemed that he was accumulating some powerful killing moves.

The silver light came into contact with the flame shield, and with a slight flicker, the powerful force tore the flame shield apart. However, after tearing off the flame shield, Yinmang's power also weakened, and the feeling that made Mo Ye's heart beat instantly weakened a lot.

"Break!" Mo Ye shouted, and a huge gray palm print instantly shot outward, pressing towards Yinmang.

As soon as the palm print came into contact with the silver mang, a powerful force instantly burst out from within the two, setting off layers of qi waves outward.

After a few breaths, the palm print gradually grasped the advantage and began to oppress the space where Yinmang was located, and a trace of gray airflow spread towards the surrounding air, faintly forming an encirclement of Yinmang.

However, at this time, the silver puppet had already come to the back of Mo Ye, and a fist emitting silver light suddenly blasted out towards Mo Ye's back heart.

The fist instantly pierced through Mo Ye's heart, leaving a huge hole that was extremely hideous. But when the silver golem pulled his fist back, the imaginary blood did not flow from the wound.

An ordinary fist suddenly appeared behind the silver golem, and when the silver golem was caught off guard, it hit the silver golem in the back of the neck.

At the same time, the palm prints that were still entangled with the silver mangs suddenly burst into gray light, instantly erasing the last remnants of the silver mangs, and then rushed towards the place where the silver puppet was.

When the palm of his hand touched the silver puppet, it immediately turned into a gray air current, spreading throughout the silver puppet's body. If you are careful, you can see that those spirit patterns on the outside of the puppet are being eroded by the gray air current, and it will not be long before the gray air flow can erase the spirit patterns on the puppet's body.

When the silver puppet was about to activate its spiritual power to deal with the gray air flow on its body, Mo Ye threw a punch at the back of the silver golem's neck again. This time, his fist was not stopped by the puppet's shell, but instead submerged into the puppet's interior.

Mo Ye drew his fist and immediately saw the sunken area on the back of the puppet's neck, and there was a hint of joy in his tone: "My guess is really right!"

Before, Mo Ye had found that after his attack fell on the puppet's body, the spirit patterns on the surface of the puppet's body would flash according to a certain law, as if it was consuming his attack power. Therefore, just now, he used the power of the Heavenly Poison Bead to suppress the spirit patterns on the silver puppet's body. In this way, he was finally able to hurt this puppet.

The Killing Punch blasted out again and again, but at this time, Mo Ye's fists all hit the heart of the puppet, which was the core of the puppet.

With a punch, Mo Ye broke through the puppet's shell, and the puppet's core immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

"Destroy!" Ink Night's fist rose into a cloud of flames and slammed into the puppet's core.

Under the attack of the flames, the core of the puppet without any defense was instantly shattered. At the same time, the puppet's eyes dimmed and stopped moving.