The fight between Mu Feng and the puppet master lasted only a moment, but the decision could be made.
Due to the strength of his realm, Mu Feng was no match for the Puppet Master even if he used the Immortal Hegemony. The blood hole on his shoulder was still bleeding at this moment.
"Pah, pah, pah."
The puppet master clapped his hands, looking appreciative: "Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being a disciple of the Chess Academy, you are indeed very good.
It would definitely be fun if I turned you into my puppet."
"dream!"
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed deep in his eyes.
He took a sip of the divine spring water and his body disappeared again! "Fire Boy, burn all the threads for me!"
He roared angrily, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared here, dyeing the entire ancestral hall red with red color! The terrifying temperature caused countless silk threads to be burned and broken in an instant.
It's just that when one thread is burned off, another one appears instantly, in an endless stream, as if the thread is endless.
The Puppet Master knows his own abilities. He is not outstanding in practical combat. He is good at controlling others.
But time was tight, and he didn't have time to control a few helpers to help him.
Otherwise, why go to such trouble to use the entire town as a trap?
Therefore, since his speed is not as fast as Mu Feng, it cannot be compared to this.
He stood there, like a spider standing in the center of a spider web. He could instantly know all the disturbances in the spider web.
"No matter how fast you go, what can you do?"
He whispered, turning around suddenly because he noticed that Mu Feng was quickly attacking behind him! "Thread Knot!"
His fingers suddenly started to dance quickly at this moment, and countless silk threads seemed to come alive in an instant, and they were directly wrapped around Mu Feng's body! These threads gradually retracted, but in an instant, Mu Feng's body was cut into pieces.
Bloodstains come.
If he continued to tighten, he might be able to cut Mu Feng into several pieces! However, Mu Feng had already rushed in front of the puppet master at this moment, and the long sword in his hand stabbed down. This time, he could not stop it.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pull on his arm, as if someone was pulling his arm from behind, and the sword in his hand finally failed to pierce.
Seeing the puppet master's sinister smile and his fingers that were constantly exerting force, Mu Feng was suddenly shocked! Just now, the puppet master used silk thread to pierce his shoulder, which not only left him with a wound, but also
The silk thread was left in his wound.
At this moment, he was controlling the thread to affect Mu Feng's attack! This strange method made Mu Feng's heart suddenly sink.
However, the Qingxiao Sword in his hand disappeared instantly.
The teleportation characteristic of Qingxiao Sword is fatal to anyone who does not understand it, and the puppet master is no exception.
When the puppet master saw the long sword disappearing and was confused, he suddenly found that the long sword had come in front of him, leaving a deep wound on his body with its sharp sword energy! He covered the wound
He took two steps back, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyebrows! "Damn it, you dare to hurt me?"
He roared angrily and waved his hands twice in front of him. All the threads wrapped around Mu Feng tightened in an instant! Flesh and flesh were vulnerable under the threads, and the blood instantly dyed Mu Feng's clothes red! "Secret of Heavenly Fire"
Technique, Emperor Yan!"
Mu Feng roared, and the fire boy instantly fell on his shoulders. The red flames covered his whole body like a piece of clothing! At this moment, he was like a burning fire man, radiating out
The extremely terrifying temperature caused the threads that entangled him to break in an instant.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he retreated sharply, widening the distance between him and the puppet master. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Qingxiao Sword flew back into his hand.
The puppet master's eyes flashed with resentment as he stared at Mu Feng, but his palm stopped above the wound and his fingers danced rapidly.
In just a moment, the wound was sutured up.
"Damn little bastard, I originally wanted to play with you, but now it seems there's no need for you, so go to hell!"
He said viciously, and countless gazes suddenly surged out of his body! All the threads gathered behind him, like the tentacles of a monster, looking very terrifying.
"die!"
He roared angrily, and the tentacles condensed from all the threads suddenly became extremely strong, like spears, and stabbed fiercely towards Mu Feng! Mu Feng's face was solemn at this moment, feeling the powerful aura coming, he wanted to avoid it
Sharp edge, but found that his body was tightly entangled with silk threads at some point.
This time the thread seemed to be made from a large number of condensed threads. Although it was much thicker, it withstood the burning of the ground fire without breaking! Even if he wanted to avoid it at this time, it was already too late.
"Only the last resort."
Mu Feng gritted his teeth and said, facing the puppet master, his level was really too behind.
But he has a method that is comparable to that of the puppet master, and that is Yuanshen! "One thought of Qinglian!"
It was as if he had performed this set of defensive sacred arts, and a green lotus shadow suddenly appeared around his body, enveloping him like a light shield.
"Xianyuan Technique!"
Next, he suddenly let out a low shout, and the huge power of the soul surged out of his body in an instant, condensing rapidly! Although it could not be seen with the naked eye, the puppet master felt as if something was rising in front of him.
It was like a bright sun, and his soul began to tremble.
"Your soul." His eyes suddenly widened. Except for the person who took the body, he had never seen the gap between the soul and the physical body be so huge! The next moment, the scorching sun of the soul hit the soul hard.
Above, just for a moment, he felt that his soul seemed to be melting rapidly! "Ah!"
He let out a scream, and his body suddenly collapsed to the ground. All the threads disintegrated into Saint Yuan in an instant, and then dissipated! Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, these threads had broken through Yi Nian Qinglian's defense, Qinglian
The phantom was directly defeated, with only half an inch left before the thread was about to pierce into his body.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he stepped forward with his sword and slashed down suddenly! The puppet master's soul was severely damaged, and his mind was always blank. The severe pain made him feel as if his body was melting again, and he was unable to defend himself! Poof! The sword energy was everywhere.
, suddenly chopped the puppet master diagonally into two pieces, and blood spurted out! It was only then that Mu Feng truly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body collapsed directly on the ground.
Although the fight lasted only a short time, he had already tried his best.
The reason why he was able to win the counterattack was because the puppet master didn't guard against Mu Feng's soul attack at all.