You have become an immortal, you tell me that you are a villain?

Chapter 20 Talisman Puppet Master

The tips of two giant purple arc-shaped barbs began to appear from the waist.

Followed by the legs, knees, and arches of the feet, all made of broken runes.

There are a pair of rune blades on both sides of the foot arch of the puppet.

The blue armor covering the forearms of both hands extends to the top of the wrists, and a pair of shimmering claw blades can be vaguely seen, huddled between the arm armor and hand bones.

There is a small rune buckler attached to the back of his left hand, and his right hand holds a pale sword sheath diagonally across his waist. The sword in the sheath is about seven feet long, and the rune puppet itself is taller than a normal human monk.

At the moment when his body was completely condensed and formed, Fu Puppet slowly pulled out the sword from his waist. In an instant, a sword energy and strong wind swept away all the black dragon explosion flames on the martial arts field.

Fu Puppet's realm started to rise from Tianquan.

True Immortal, First Tribulation True Immortal, Second Tribulation True Immortal and Seventh Level True Immortal!

The realm of this talisman puppet is actually the same as Long Haoxuan's real cultivation level!
If you continue to suppress your cultivation, this battle will be lost!

Long Haoxuan stretched out his hand to connect the dots on his body, and the seal's cultivation was lifted. At the same time, dense black scales appeared on his muscles.

The bones on the forehead protrude, and four unknown black horns fill the sky with evil energy.

Long Haoxuan took out the broad-backed heavy sword from the space ring that he had never used in the previous hundred battles, and slashed at the talisman puppet below!

"Zheng Zheng Zheng~~~", in three breaths, the two Seven Tribulations True Immortals had already exchanged more than a thousand moves, and none of the Tianquan Realm monks present could keep up with their sword speed.

"Hunyuan Sword Intent!" Long Haoxuan retreated a thousand meters and slashed down with the heavy sword in his hand. The black and white sword intent merged in mid-air and pointed directly at the thunder talisman!

The soul imprisoned in Fu Puppet's chest tore and roared, and a lightning cutting blade was cut out of the white long sword, which collided with Hunyuan Sword Intention in mid-air, and a circle of air waves was pushed out towards the surroundings, shocking the observing monks. The clothes and robes make a rustling sound.

After one move, Fu Puppet stepped up to the sky and slashed horizontally with the white sword in his hand. Long Haoxuan used the heavy sword in his hand as a large shield to block the blow. After one blow, Fu Puppet's attacks were like a shower of rain without stopping. The soul body in the chest screamed and roared, making bursts of harsh hissing.

"The resentment of this talisman puppet is so strong that he might have been a demon cultivator during his lifetime." At this time, the second elder who was watching the battle in the audience said.

"No." The great elder said: "Human resentment can be easily erased by runes. I think the soul on the chest of the rune does not have a human form at all. I am afraid it is some kind of demonized spiritual beast. When it roars, Haoxuan The black dragon scales on the body are showing signs of fading away, and it seems that the soul used to train this talisman is even more powerful than the ancient black dragon in terms of blood."

"What? Stronger than the ancient black dragon? Where does this girl come from?"

According to legends from ancient times, the black dragon's body covered the sky and the sun. It was warlike in nature and often fought with monks. It would bring the corpses of powerful people back to its lair as trophies, and then rely on its own dragon flames to melt and smear them. On top of the scales, the dragon scales are trained with the true blood of the great monk to form an indestructible dragon shell.

The ancient black dragon is a creature at the top of the food chain. In the ancient times, no one could compete with it. Only the great monks of the Three Thousand World Realm could fight with it.

The two elders looked at Fang Han in unison, as if they wanted to get the answer from him.

Fang Han was also very curious after seeing this talisman.

He used his spiritual thoughts to penetrate into the core of the talisman puppet, but unexpectedly, the soul imprisoned in it had completely lost its mind. Even if he forced his way in, he could not find out the reason. Its memory seemed to have been obliterated by the runes long ago, and the remaining Just a violent and warlike instinct.

Fang Han did not answer the two elders' doubts, but looked up at the sky and said, "Haoxuan is going to be defeated."

As he finished speaking, the white sword in Fu Puppet's hand actually cut off Long Haoxuan's broad-backed iron sword with one blow. Half of the sword fell from the sky, leaving only the hilt and a small blade still in his hand. in hand.Long Haoxuan's pupils widened, as if he was wondering why a talisman's weapon was so strong. He flicked out a thunderbolt, but unexpectedly, when it hit the talisman, it was absorbed by the strange power.

Raising his hand again, he flung out a stream of dragon flames. The black dragon's fire seemed to have lost its former power in front of the talisman puppet, and was actually extinguished by a sword like ordinary mortal fire.

With a thought, Long Haoxuan took out another heavy sword from the ring and wanted to continue to fight with him. Unexpectedly, the opponent's white sword was one step ahead of him and stabbed straight towards his throat!

At the critical moment, the space at the edge of the martial arts arena fluctuated. The Great Elder and Fang Han flew up at the same time. An unopened ink folding fan stopped half an inch from Long Haoxuan's throat, firmly blocking the sword tip of the puppet. .

Long Haoxuan's throat rolled. If Fang Han had been a step too late, the white sword might have pierced his throat.

At this time, Di Tianxue, who was under the stage, had already reached out and pinched it, causing the talisman puppet to stop functioning. Even if Fang Han did not take action, the talisman puppet would not move forward with his sword.

Although the Great Elder flew into the sky at the same time as Fang Han, his attack was one step behind him.

Long Haoxuan took a few steps back with lingering fear, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for taking the initiative."

Fang Hanhan glanced at him coldly: "Thank you for what? You lost to a seventh-level true immortal to a Heavenly Power Stage, do you still have the face?"

"Master, I."

If you lose, you lose. Long Haoxuan did not explain, but lowered his head and said: "Haoxuan is willing to be punished. Now he will go to Siguo Cliff to reflect, and he will never leave seclusion within three years!"

Fang Han waved his hand and said, "Before retreating, go to the Treasure Pavilion to choose a handy weapon. If you are facing a thunderstorm, you won't be able to survive without a weapon."

"Master, isn't it true that the qualification to choose weapons is only if you haven't lost a match?"

Fang Han smiled and said: "Isn't your epee broken? Go and choose one, and I will be the master to compensate you. Haoxuan, you can only choose the one you can take advantage of. If you let me know that you took this opportunity to kill me, you will be punished in the future." I’ll make you look good.”

After saying that, Fang Han held a folding fan, glanced at Long Haoxuan's eyes, and said: "I have sealed the inspiration in your pupils. You will never be able to see other people's luck again. This time you go to Siguo Cliff. Three years later If you fail to break through and see the void, then leave the sect by yourself."

Although he said he wanted punishment, everything Fang Han said was beneficial to Long Haoxuan.

He suddenly felt that observing luck, Bachuan Pond, suppressing cultivation and fighting, and abolishing the Eye of Heaven. All the actions of the leader seemed to be paving the way for his next thunder disaster.

A warm current flowed through Long Haoxuan's heart. He bowed sincerely and said, "Haoxuan will definitely live up to the master's expectations."

Fang Han couldn't help but smile when he saw this situation. It would be best if his disciple understood his painstaking efforts.

After things here were over, Fang Han moved his eyes back to the martial arts arena and fell on Di Tianxue again.

This girl is very cruel.

He stabbed Ye Tian in the throat, and now he wants to get it back from his disciple?
But at the last moment, she actually controlled the talisman puppet and stopped. It seemed that she still had a sense of proportion in her heart. If she used the talisman puppet to hurt the great elder's disciple today, how rare is the profession of talisman puppet master? She will definitely not be allowed to enter.

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