Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

After Li Tingzhi finished speaking, the three of them just stepped into the Li Kui Peak Square.

He raised his freshly washed palm, clenched it slightly, and a green-handled long sword appeared in his hand.

"Junior Brother Chen, I have competed with all the disciples of Tianxing Sect, and you are the only one left."

Feeling the sharp intention suddenly appearing behind him, Chen Huan said with an unchanged expression:

"All this is just my brother's conjecture. My cultivation has indeed been ruined."

Then he walked away directly. Looking at the gradually receding figure, Li Tingzhi suddenly laughed:

"It seems that my guess is correct. You not only look down on Huang Feiyu, but the reason why you don't come to participate in the competition is that you look down on all the disciples, including me."

"Come!"

With a shout, Li Tingzhi turned into a phantom and flew up.

The whole person fell to the ground like a thousand pounds, and slashed towards Chen Huan's back.

Cui Ying happened to be between the two of them. The previous conversation made her feel a little frightened.

Li Tingzhi's sudden move made her scalp tingle. She dropped the food box in her hand and shouted in panic:

"Senior Brother Li, don't!"

But Li Tingzhi was so fast that she, a fourth-level Qi training cultivator, could not stop him. As the sharp sword fell, her face changed drastically. She had learned about Chen Huan in the Affairs Hall and knew that he was seriously injured in a secret realm and would never recover in his lifetime. How could he block a sword from the so-called number one Jindan cultivator in the Southern Region?

""Dang!"

The violent sound of metal and iron spread like water waves, and the leaves around the square flew everywhere.

Cui Ying resisted the dizziness of the shock and opened his eyes.

He saw a blue-clothed Chen Huan who looked exactly like him behind Chen Huan. The blue-clothed Chen Huan stood on the ground with his sword across his head, intersecting with Li Tingzhi's vertical sword, and stopped in the middle of the field as if still.

Li Tingzhi looked down at this face that looked exactly like Chen Huan and smiled.:

"There was no sound of heartbeat, no sound of lungs, Junior Brother Chen's puppet making technique was really exquisite."

Instantly after the fight, he could tell that this blue-clothed Chen Huan was a puppet. He pressed the sword and the whole person flipped in the air and landed beside Cui Ying.

His hand formed a sword and pointed at Cui Ying, and three sword energy barriers suddenly rose around Cui Ying, surrounding her in a triangle.

Chen Huan slowly turned around, and the two"Chen Huan" frowned and looked at Li Tingzhi.

"I don't want to waste time. If you want to fight, come on."

Li Tingzhi saw that Chen Huan's expression did not change, so he also said:

"The golden elixir is perfected, the sword intention is perfected, this puppet can compete for the top three in the sect."

After saying that, two flying swords flew out in an instant, and three swords came out at the same time. He did not hesitate to treat Chen Huan as an opponent like Jiang Xiong.

With a flash of swordsmanship, Li Tingzhi disappeared and suddenly appeared beside Chen Huan.

""Dang!" Another sound of metal clashing was heard.

Li Tingzhi disappeared again, and the flying sword was like a thread tumbling in the sky.

""Dang!" Another sword strike sounded.

Li Tingzhi suddenly stopped attacking and floated in the air with three flying swords surrounding him.

His pupils shrank, and he looked shocked. He looked down.

"Three?"

At this time, Chen Huan still did not move, but beside him, three identical green puppets stood in a triangle, protecting him firmly in the center.

Li Tingzhi quickly pinched the sword formula, and the three flying swords glowed brightly.

""Hurry!"

The three flying swords and Li Tingzhi all disappeared, followed by countless roars. For a moment, sand and rocks flew, and countless fallen leaves danced in the air waves.

The dense chain attacks with sword intent bombarded Chen Huan, but the three puppets always blocked every attack with very small movements.

After a long time of attacking like a continuous rain of pearls, Li Tingzhi finally put away his sword and fell to the ground. He finally frowned.

"My attack should be faster than the one against Jiang Xiong. This speed should be completely beyond the perception of the Jindan Perfection's consciousness."

This feeling is extremely awkward, as if every time he attacks, it is predicted in advance by the three puppets below, and no matter how fast, it will be blocked.

And his Seven Emotions Sword Intention hurts the five internal organs, and it just so happens that all the puppets have no internal organs.

It is simply a natural nemesis for him.

He closed his eyes slightly and let out a long breath.

"Everyone underestimates you too much."

While he was speaking, a flying sword slowly appeared in front of him again. The sword was brown and yellow, with seven strings wrapped around its seven-foot body. When it appeared, it was accompanied by the sound of the moving strings of the guzheng.

If Jiang Xiong saw this scene again, he would definitely not be unwilling.

This is Li Tingzhi's fourth flying sword, the fourth sword intent!

Four seems to be a certain boundary of the seven emotions. When the fourth sword appeared, the other three swords all made different sword sounds.

Some were flutes, some were drums, some were cymbals, and some were zithers.

The four sounds intertwined, and the four colored lights blended with each other, and unexpectedly gathered into half a human face behind Li Tingzhi.

The face was incomplete, but it felt very strange.

Under the reflection of the human face, the four flying swords now felt as if they were closely connected, and were no longer separate individuals.

""Lingshu·Cijie Zhenxie!"

After the awkward sound was uttered, Li Tingzhi attacked instantly.

It was not a substitute sword technique, but it was faster than a substitute sword technique!

Chen Huan's heart skipped a beat, and the wind perception that was always invincible disappeared. Before, he relied on the perception of the wind's Daoyun to predict every step, but facing this move, it seemed that it was not within the wind.

The sky and the earth in his vision seemed to begin to darken, and then in this darkness, four rays of light that crossed each other tore through and arrived in an instant.

Three puppets flashed in front of Chen Huan at the same time to resist, but before he could react, Li Tingzhi had stopped beside Chen Huan.

The three standing puppets suddenly paused, looked at each other's chests, and a crossed oblique cross slowly emerged.

After a moment, the three puppets made a click, all fell apart, and rolled to the ground

"Is this the prototype of the Seven Emotions Dao Yun?"

Chen Huan didn't look at the puppet body on the ground, but turned to look at the strange and incomplete face behind Li Tingzhi and asked

""Does Junior Brother Chen have any backup plan?"

Li Tingzhi did not answer but asked instead

"You can try again."

Li Tingzhi stared into his eyes and saw that he didn't seem to be lying.

Without hesitation, the mutilated face behind him showed a sad look, and then darkness came again, and four lights flashed.

Just when the light was about to cut Chen Huan into pieces without knowing it.

Li Tingzhi suddenly felt countless streams of water appearing and wrapping him up, and then he saw a huge metal palm grabbing him down.

The strong pressure of the water flow actually distorted the sword light, making the speed suddenly seem not as exaggerated as before.

"Sure enough, three puppets isn't the limit?"

Li Tingzhi's eyebrows suddenly burst into light.

"Lingshu Suwen!"

Then he saw the face of the person behind him collapse with a bang. The four sword lights merged instantly and turned into a sword-shaped colorful light.

The colorful light was like the only meteorite in the dark night, crashing into the big hand that suddenly appeared.

But at the same time, a large number of waves appeared on the big hand, and the lines turned into countless water flows. It changed from grabbing to fisting, and fell down with all its might, colliding with the colorful light.

The colorful light in the form of the Seven Emotions Dao Rhyme was unstoppable, cutting through the water waves on the fist light layer by layer, ten layers, twenty layers, fifty layers.........However, the water waves seemed endless, resisting and consuming the colorful light bit by bit.

Until the colorful light on the sword was completely wiped out, the fist had no more obstacles and blasted towards Li Tingzhi.

""Boom!"

The Likui Peak Square suddenly exploded like a mad bull plowing the soil, the floor tiles flew up, smoke and dust rose up, and a long gully was split open. When the smoke and dust dissipated, Li Tingzhi's mouth was bloody, and he half-knelt on the ground with four swords to protect himself, looking at the other side of the gully.

A three-meter-long, steel-like silverback gorilla stood beside Chen Huan, with water flowing around it, mist permeating it, and a monstrous aura. It was the monkey puppet that Chen Huan had been busy transforming for several months. His pupils contracted, and he murmured in disbelief:

""The puppet of the late Nascent Soul stage."

He had just combined the four sword intentions into one, forming the embryonic form of Dao Yun, which could kill even a mid-Nascent Soul stage puppet. But the puppet of the late Nascent Soul stage in front of him relied on the overlapping wave technique and huge cultivation to crush the embryonic form of Dao Yun.

"Gurgle."

While holding his breath and concentrating, the sudden sound of swallowing saliva in the field made Li Tingzhi look sideways.

He saw Cui Ying, who was sealed in the sword and shield on one side, staring straight at his back.

Li Tingzhi felt the danger coming in an instant, and a chill suddenly rose. His consciousness swept back and was about to dodge and escape.

But this perception made him smile bitterly.

Then he put all the flying swords into his body and said:

"I lost."

Behind him, a chain-like scorpion tail locked onto the back of his head.

It was the rock scorpion that had been resting on the square.