Wu Po Jiuxiao

One Thousand 260 Chapter Eight Puppets

Ye Fantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure flickered out quickly.

"Space field..."

The field blooms, the power of space is indeed one of the most powerful forces, except for the time field, there are rare people who can fight against it.

With Ye Fantian's performance, in an instant, Ye Fantian's body has left the siege of several people at an incredible angle.

chi chi chi...

The dragon-snake step under his feet drew a perfect arc, and Ye Fantian had already appeared in the void ten thousand meters away.

"call……"

He let out a breath of turbid air, but he didn't expect that the surrounding space would become tense for a while, and several figures slowly appeared, coldly showing a terrifying killing intent towards Ye Fantian. .

"One two... seven eight!!"

Ye Fantian silently counted the group of people in his heart.

Opposite him, besides that terrifying blade cultivator, there are seven equally terrifying martial cultivators.

This group of people is obviously just a kind of puppets, but they still have a kind of terrifying intelligence, which Ye Fantian can see from the eyes of the other party.

Each of these eight people practiced martial arts differently. The one on the opposite side is a master of swordsmanship. When he cuts the flesh with a sword, he can form an overwhelming wave of sword intent, which makes people's minds tremble. With astonishing speed, he cut off the opponent's body with the supreme sword technique.

There is a puppet on the left. This person has refined boxing techniques, and with every move, he can even blow up a mountain.

Compared with Ye Fantian's Overlord Dragon Seal Fist, it's not too far behind.

Stick repair, sword repair, gun repair...

It can be said that there are eighteen kinds of weapons, and this group of people occupies half of them.

And the most important thing is that Ye Fantian felt that the other party was not afraid of life and death at all. Although they had some kind of spiritual wisdom, they were obviously suppressed. to compare.

That speed and ferocious aura can definitely make people feel scared.

"Clap clap clap..."

The knife repairer on the opposite side made a whining sound from the long knife, and saw a few cracks appearing on the knife body. These cracks were caused by the collision after hitting Ye Fantian's fist.

Ye Fantian's strength reached the 24th stage of the pattern of the sky.

240 times the power, and now it is still in the realm of the dragon-scale golden holy body, which is naturally more terrifying. Compared with the opponent's magic sword, the physical body has never been weaker, and it is even stronger. Naturally, it began to crack at the moment of contact.

"Humph……"

With a slight cold snort in his mouth, a shocking saber energy gathered on his body again, and a phantom slowly appeared behind the opponent.

A huge sword!

There is a terrible blood groove on the knife body, which is as long as a kilometer. It is majestic, and the ground is cracked by the chilling breath, and the powdery particles produced are constantly flying in the void.

Clang clang! ! !

The magic knife, which was still cracked, quickly recovered to the most primitive level, and the divine light flickered, sharper than before.

And the huge magic sword phantom behind it is constantly expanding and contracting, with a terrifying aura, I am afraid that it will not consume much power to cut off a mountain in half.One Thousand 260 Chapter Eight Puppets

Ye Fantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure flickered out quickly.

"Space field..."

The field blooms, the power of space is indeed one of the most powerful forces, except for the time field, there are rare people who can fight against it.

With Ye Fantian's performance, in an instant, Ye Fantian's body has left the siege of several people at an incredible angle.

chi chi chi...

The dragon-snake step under his feet drew a perfect arc, and Ye Fantian had already appeared in the void ten thousand meters away.

"call……"

He let out a breath of turbid air, but he didn't expect that the surrounding space would become tense for a while, and several figures slowly appeared, coldly showing a terrifying killing intent towards Ye Fantian. .

"One two... seven eight!!"

Ye Fantian silently counted the group of people in his heart.

Opposite him, besides that terrifying blade cultivator, there are seven equally terrifying martial cultivators.

This group of people is obviously just a kind of puppets, but they still have a kind of terrifying intelligence, which Ye Fantian can see from the eyes of the other party.

Each of these eight people practiced martial arts differently. The one on the opposite side is a master of swordsmanship. When he cuts the flesh with a sword, he can form an overwhelming wave of sword intent, which makes people's minds tremble. With astonishing speed, he cut off the opponent's body with the supreme sword technique.

There is a puppet on the left. This person has refined boxing techniques, and with every move, he can even blow up a mountain.

Compared with Ye Fantian's Overlord Dragon Seal Fist, it's not too far behind.

Stick repair, sword repair, gun repair...

It can be said that there are eighteen kinds of weapons, and this group of people occupies half of them.

And the most important thing is that Ye Fantian felt that the other party was not afraid of life and death at all. Although they had some kind of spiritual wisdom, they were obviously suppressed. to compare.

That speed and ferocious aura can definitely make people feel scared.

"Clap clap clap..."

The knife repairer on the opposite side made a whining sound from the long knife, and saw a few cracks appearing on the knife body. These cracks were caused by the collision after hitting Ye Fantian's fist.

Ye Fantian's strength reached the 24th stage of the pattern of the sky.

240 times the power, and now it is still in the realm of the dragon-scale golden holy body, which is naturally more terrifying. Compared with the opponent's magic sword, the physical body has never been weaker, and it is even stronger. Naturally, it began to crack at the moment of contact.

"Humph……"

With a slight cold snort in his mouth, a shocking saber energy gathered on his body again, and a phantom slowly appeared behind the opponent.

A huge sword!

There is a terrible blood groove on the knife body, which is as long as a kilometer. It is majestic, and the ground is cracked by the chilling breath, and the powdery particles produced are constantly flying in the void.

Clang clang! ! !

The magic knife, which was still cracked, quickly recovered to the most primitive level, and the divine light flickered, sharper than before.

And the huge magic sword phantom behind it is constantly expanding and contracting, with a terrifying aura, I am afraid that it will not consume much power to cut off a mountain in half.