Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 473 Corpse Puppet Creatures
When their eyes met, the whole room suddenly became extremely quiet.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a roar.

Pan Hong was staring at Xiang Jie and Du Lu in a daze, with blood on their bodies and the bodies of the corpse puppets.

"You guys destroyed all the corpse puppets?"

"This is impossible, this is impossible!"

He asked subconsciously.

A disciple of the Yin Gui Sect is nothing without a corpse puppet!

After some effort to summon them, it was confirmed that not a single corpse puppet was sensed.

The broken face suddenly became even more weird.

Finally, it turned into a shrill roar: "Die, you all must die!"

"Kill you, and I will refine you into the most perfect corpse puppets!"

Listening to the noise in my ears.

Fang Xuan looked normal, and the Mo Yuan in his hand soared straight up.

As blue figures emerged behind Fang Xuan, the sharp sword intent filled the entire space in an instant.

Powerful sword techniques quickly gathered in the hands of those blue figures and instantly turned into countless sword auras, like a long river.

Kunwu Sword Formation!

The long river of sword energy slowly swept towards Pan Hong.

A deep voice suddenly rang in the ears of this remnant of the Yinkui Sect.

"He refined corpse puppets and harmed the people. He deserves to be killed!"

It seemed as if there was a powerful pressure that forced Pan Hong to kneel down.

He looked around in panic and found that Xiang Jie and others were looking at him coldly.

As for the young man in white shirt, Mo Yuan had already flown out from his hand, and the long river of sword energy was gathering on Mo Yuan.

"You are playing tricks, die!"

In extreme fear, Pan Hong suddenly rushed towards Lingxi.

He knew that Fang Xuan and the other two came for the corpse puppet, and even more so for the demon beast that had fallen to the ninth level of martial arts.

As long as he could hold Lingxi hostage, he could make the other party hesitate to act rashly.

In an instant!
Mo Yuan burst out with endless sword intent!

The entire underground space was collapsing at this moment. The powerful and heavy force made it difficult to breathe.

Accompanied by a dazzling light, it instantly bloomed in the space, like a blooming lotus.

Click——! ! !
The inky sword light pierced directly through Pan Hong's heart.

The body was already in tatters, and now a huge gap appeared at the heart. The terrifying sword intent was still lingering in the wound, constantly eating away at the surroundings.

Du Lu looked at Fang Xuan in shock.

The destructive power of the sword just now made him feel uneasy.

Looking at the hollow hole in Pan Hong's chest, he sighed, "What a pity! Brother Fang has boundless fighting power, so I don't need to take action!"

Lingxi even ran to Fang Xuan's side and said hurriedly: "Help me think of a way to break this damn confinement!"

But at this moment, Pan Hong, who should have responded to the end, lowered his head to look at the hollow in his chest, then raised his head again and grinned: "It hurts, it hurts so much!"

The four of them looked at Pan Hong solemnly.

For any living creature, even a strong one in the divine realm, if the heart is destroyed, the creature will surely die.

Not only did Pan Hong not die, but the aura emanating from his body did not even weaken.

Xiang Jie, who had been looking at Pan Hong coldly, suddenly said in a deep voice: "He is not a warrior, he is a corpse puppet!"

The three of them were shocked. Pan Hong raised his head, looked at Xiang Jie with his spitted eyeball, and said with a grin: "I didn't expect you to notice it!"

"Haha, the Yin Kui Sect was destroyed, and in the end, the inheritance of the Yin Kui Sect actually fell into the hands of a corpse puppet. Tell me, isn't this ridiculous?"

"Hahahaha, the Hundred Sects in Jiuzhou, what famous and upright sects, what about maintaining the stability of Jiuzhou, it's all bullshit, in the final analysis, they are just afraid of the strength of our Yinkui Sect, they are all excuses for the old emperor to sleep uneasy!"

"Who would have thought that a corpse puppet that originally had no consciousness would eventually develop spiritual intelligence!!!"

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Pan Hong continued to grin grimly.

At this moment, Xiang Jie and Du Lu finally understood why, hundreds of years after the destruction of the Yinkui Sect, there were still remnants that appeared to plague Kyushu!
Facts have proved that with the combination of the Hundred Sects and the Martial Temple, no sect can leave anyone alive.

And corpse puppets are dead things.

No one could have imagined that dead things could generate intelligence.

A corpse puppet that has developed intelligence has created an army of corpse puppets!

It’s a joke just thinking about it!
Pan Hong's laughter touched the nerves of Xiang Jie and Du Lu.

The two men moved suddenly, two afterimages emerged, and their figures suddenly appeared in front of Pan Hong like a ghost.

"Bang!!!"

Two forces came down on Pan Hong's head, but Pan Hong did not dodge. He supported himself with his arms with an expressionless face and collided head-on with the two men.

At that moment a crisp sound was heard.

After the two forces collided, the powerful energy swept around at a rapid speed.

Immediately afterwards, the two forces were actually deflected by Pan Hong's dry arms. The two men's faces changed slightly, but before they could fight back, Pan Hong in front of them sneered, and his skeleton-like palm bent, and then like thunder, he grabbed straight towards the throats of the two men.

Even though both of them were upper-level warriors, they were unable to dodge such a short-range attack.

"careful!"

Lingxi shouted quickly.

Fortunately, Fang Xuan took action immediately and slashed down with his sword again. The powerful sword intent was like the sky falling, stopping Pan Hong.

Xiang Jie and Du Lu retreated to Fang Xuan's side and said solemnly, "This damn thing is actually at the level of a fifth-grade martial master!!!"

Xiang Jie is only a second-rank martial arts master now.

Although Du Lu is one level higher than Xiang Jie, his realm is still not enough to match such a terrifying corpse puppet.

Pan Hong repelled the two men and looked at them proudly, "I was once Yan Yuda's corpse puppet, and I was already a third-grade martial master six hundred years ago!"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Jie and the other man looked even more solemn.

Seeing this, Fang Xuan looked over.

Xiang Jie explained, "Yan Yuda was the number one genius of the Yin Kui Sect six hundred years ago. He was extremely proficient in the art of refining puppets. When the hundred sects united to attack the Yin Kui Sect, the three hundred spirit puppets he refined caused considerable damage to the hundred sects!"

Fang Xuan nodded gently, "You guys step back!"

After saying that, a ball of scorching blue light instantly bloomed in Fang Xuan's dantian.

The three thick divine fires soon spread throughout Fang Xuan's body, bursting out along with vast energetic energy.

As three scorching divine fires leaped around Fang Xuan's body, the surrounding space began to distort.

This extremely strong and fierce flame contains terrible killing power that can burn everything.

With a face as calm as water, Fang Xuan clasped his hands together, and the raging Samadhi Divine Fire quickly raged within his body, finally gathering in his hands like a mad tide.

And with the infusion of such powerful Samadhi Divine Fire, Fang Xuan also quietly activated the Hunyuan Dragon Transformation Art, and his hands were quickly covered with silver-white dragon scales.

When Fang Xuan's hands turned completely blue, he stopped condensing the Samadhi Divine Fire, slowly raised his hands, and instantly struck out at Pan Hong.

"Burning Heart Fire Palm!"

(End of this chapter)