"Don't stop fifty steps, laugh a hundred steps..."

"Our puppet master is skilled in killing people in the blink of an eye. Sometimes a thin thread may be the murder weapon."

"Besides, this kid is not as powerful as you think. He can only use the move just once..."

The red-nosed old man obviously saw that Song Yiming's dragon roar had its limits.

This ginger is indeed still spicy!

"Really? If he uses it again, you might end up burping."

The big man with the copper ring sword was naturally not sure, but he would definitely not take the risk.

"I rarely make mistakes. Since this guy is not a member of the martial arts sect, he is at least half-assed. He might have learned that trick from somewhere..."

"If he was really a master in the military, how could he retire at such a young age?"

The red-nosed old man is quite confident. ??

"Then try it. If you can beat him, I will give you my share of the bounty."

The big man with the copper ring sword said directly.

"Just try it. Anyway, our puppet sect will definitely have to re-open, as long as the holy religion is willing to give us funds and manpower."

"Today I will let you young people open your eyes and see the true skills of my puppets."

After the red-nosed old man finished speaking, he immediately waved his hands.

The gray-robed puppet that was half the height of a man behind him flew straight up, drew an arc in mid-air in an instant, fell from the sky and rushed toward Song Yiming with open arms.

And then I saw that the two open arms of the gray robe puppet were filled with thick and long sharp wooden thorns, like maces. If they were hit, I don't know how many bloody holes would be made.

Song Yiming was not afraid. When he saw the gray-robed puppet coming towards him, he directly used the Hidden Dragon Legs of the Eight Shocking Dragon Styles.

boom!

One leg firmly hit the gray robe puppet.

The power of this leg is enough to break steel and gravel, but the puppet is ejected several meters away.

Obviously, this doll is made of special material and can absorb force.

After the doll pounced back, it was hit by the old man's thin thread.

Pull, suddenly the wooden mouth opened and shot out a sharp steel thorn.

Song Yiming ducked sideways, and at the same time, he punched out with explosive power.

But the puppet just flew out, bounced back, and continued to stalk Song Yiming.

Song Yiming also saw some clues, and his eyes immediately fell on the red-nosed old man who kept waving his hands to operate the puppet.

This puppet's puppetry skills are truly well-deserved. Although he doesn't know the principle, he can probably guess that it uses Qi to drive threads.

But with this old man's strength, it is not easy to achieve such proficiency. It requires at least twenty or thirty years of experience.

However, the person who tied the bell had to be tied to untie the bell. There was no point in getting entangled with the doll. He still had to deal with the red-nosed old man directly.

So, he immediately rushed forward and approached the red-nosed old man.

When the red-nosed old man saw this, he immediately smiled arrogantly and quickly took back the doll.

At the same time, the doll opened its mouth again and spit out thick, choking smoke, instantly blocking Song Yiming's sight.

"It's poisonous, and it's highly toxic, and it even has nerve-numbing smoke..."

A voice said faintly in the darkness.

"Yes, in addition to the deadly toxins, the most important thing is that they slow down your movements. The old man has other back-ups."

The other beautiful woman also nodded, her gaze shining brightly in the darkness.

It was exactly what this beautiful woman had predicted.

The next moment, a sharp knife pierced out of the thick smoke and went straight to Song Yiming's heart!

And all around, there are countless thin lines shooting out of the sky.

Under such light, ordinary people simply cannot catch it with the naked eye.

It was a very complicated mechanism, and all the thin wires were like a barbed wire fence.

Everything is designed so cleverly that there is no logic at all.

This folk killing technique is actually the real killing technique.

"But that old man can't kill him, there's still a big gap."

"It's just that you should know why I am worried, because there are endless killing techniques and the mysterious Wu Zong appears." ??

"The only one who can inspire these martial sects is the Holy Cult."

The stunning woman sighed, her aura still astonishing.

The holy religion he mentioned naturally refers to the Holy King Organization.

She is the only one who knows that the predecessor of the Holy King Organization is the Holy Religion, which is an existence that believes in the sun totem. It is said that it has been passed down for thousands of years.

That holy sect used to be one of the earliest martial arts sects, and there were not many inheritances in it because the human genes of their lineage were special.

The most obvious one is the rare blood type.

"Indeed, the destruction of the Holy Religion in the past was due to the actions of the First God of War and the Shocking Dragon Group."

"But they also paid a heavy price."

The voice in the darkness continued.

At this time, a dark light shone, and the man in the darkness was clearly an old man with a serious expression.

It may seem ordinary, but other big shots would be amazed if they saw it.

This person is Mr. Wen, the third most powerful person in Anmisi, and he can be said to be a person who can cover the sky with one hand.

And that stunning woman was Jiang Yan, and only he knew Song Yiming and the Shengjun Organization so well.

Because she also holds secrets that many people don't know.

"Even if he is very strong, he will inevitably miss."

"If Tian Zhenyi, one of the three great swordsman masters in Haiguo, really comes, it's hard to say."

"So he must not die. Our shadows should be dispatched."

Jiang Yan finally made a decision.

Shadow is the secret weapon of the Anmi Division, and they are actually members of the Wuzong. They have no names, only the code name of Glory.

"Is that why you declared him the Son?"

"This is because many martial sects actually know that the Holy King Organization is the successor of the Holy Religion, so they dare not kill..."

"But is he really the so-called Holy Son?"

"The Holy Cult has some origins in our Anmisi information. It's just that their current path has gone astray, and it is imperative to destroy them in the Eastern Region."

Mr. Wen couldn't help but become curious.

It's just that the Holy King organization has too many beliefs and secret methods, which are like sparks and cannot be completely eradicated, so the harm is endless.

"Yes, he is the Son."

"They went astray!"

Jiang Yan nodded again, her memories suddenly returned to the past.

The man held her weak body and escaped from the source of all darkness.

She lay on the man's body and felt warm and solid.

That feeling is the same as Song Yiming's, that is, a sense of security.

"Then he is the son of the White Emperor? The young master of the Song family is actually the son of the first-generation military god and the holy king..."

Mr. Wen's mood suddenly became excited.

Of course, there are some things he doesn't know.

This Song Yiming is currently the number one God of War in China, having won many God of War competitions and possessing the most God of War Orders.

He is Song Jinglong, the man who made a name for himself.

"Okay, there is something that you must be responsible for."

"Secret Anmis's database is comprehensive, but there are too few investigations into Wuzong."

"Secretary Anmis must do his best to collect the information on the Wuzong that still exists."

"This kind of Anmis is the real Anmis and the powerful Anmis."
Chapter completed!