Just as the master said, the two puppets will attack when Yang Yiyun gets close to the altar.
According to the old man, these two puppets received the willpower left by the former master to guard the altar or should guard the coffin.
Anyway, people are not allowed to approach the altar, and once approached, they will attack. What makes Yang Yiyun strange is, in this case, how did Diaoer Xiangxiang approach? And lying directly on the coffin?
Could it be that the puppet consciousness only blocks humans, not other creatures?
With these questions in mind, Yang Yiyun beheaded the puppet with a sword.
This time he used all his strength and mobilized the Xuanhuang Sword Qi in the Dragon Slayer Sword. He also wanted to try how strong the two puppets, black and white, could be physically.
According to the master, these are superior puppets that will never decay, which means that the materials for refining puppets should be very precious, and their bodies are also very strong.
After the sword was swung, the two puppets still held up their guns to resist, without any magical powers, but the swung of the gun carried powerful energy fluctuations.
In Yang Yiyun's view, this is a shortcoming. The puppets without the master's control cannot cast spells, and some can only be energy, but even so, it feels that the strength of the two puppets has indeed reached the level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.
What makes Yang Yiyun depressed is that although he is a puppet, he is very experienced in shooting and has a lot of combat experience. The black puppet stabs at his dragon sword, but the white puppet stabs directly at his head, very vicious and tricky .
Fortunately, Yang Yiyun had already prepared himself and dodged a shot with his head tilted.
"Touch~"
The full-strength strike of the dragon-slaying sword clashed with the black puppet's strike, making a dull crackling sound.
After avoiding the stabbing of the white puppet, Yang Yiyun was shocked by the huge force from the sword and retreated, instantly flying backwards three meters away.
The arm was slightly numb, and the flesh of the tiger's mouth was shattered.
At this time, three meters away from the altar, the two puppets stopped chasing and returned to the edge of the altar, standing on both sides of the coffin, one left and one right, like two black and white door gods.
At this moment, after being shocked, Yang Yiyun also had some confidence in his heart. Judging from the full blow confrontation just now, although he was at a disadvantage in strength, he could barely resist the attack of one of the puppets, that is to say, he can take it now. A blow from a master in the mid-stage Nascent Soul will suffer a little, but it's not a big problem.
Of course, the strength of the black and white puppets in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is quite watery. To be precise, the strength of the puppet is at the critical point between the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul and the early stage of the early stage of the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul.
At the same time, he also knew that he could handle one of them. If two puppets were together, there would be no chance of winning.
And I also know that if you meet a real cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, you will definitely lose, because people and puppets are two different things after all. People need to be more flexible and able to use spells, while puppets cannot.
But even so, Yang Yiyun has the confidence to kill the two black and white puppets. The master said that every time the two puppets make a move, their already exhausted energy will be consumed, and their power will be correspondingly weakened. .
This is the shortcoming of the puppet, but it is its own advantage.
"Change tactics, you're stupid~" Yun Tianxie couldn't help shouting in his head.
"The old man still needs you to remind me, am I testing the strength of the puppet?" Yang Yiyun rolled his eyes and replied.
"If you can't handle two puppets, don't say you are my Yun Tianxie's apprentice in the future, shame on you." Yun Tianxie cursed.
Yang Yiyun said speechlessly: "If this is the case again, can we have some tricks?"
"You" Yun Tianxie was furious.
"Stop bickering with you, watch me take down the two puppets." While speaking, Yang Yiyun moved his feet and ran his lightning step to the altar. His purpose was very clear. It takes a little time to consume the energy of the two puppets at an advantageous speed, but it is the safest way.
"It's not too stupid to know how to use your own advantages, but you should also be careful, you brat. These are high-level puppet people. Although they don't have much energy in their bodies, there is no way to keep them intact. Don't overturn the boat in the gutter." Yun Tianxie reminded you leisurely.
"You old man, can't you say something good?" Yang Yi cursed angrily.
At the same time, he raised his right hand and let out a roar: "Star Picker~"
With a single strike, the arm-armed ape's supernatural power directly slapped the black-armored puppet, and at the same time, the movement of the foot once again took advantage of the speed to dodge, circled around the altar, and reached the side of the white-armored puppet, without hesitation it was a sword.
& nbsp; "Ding Dong~"
At this moment, his speed advantage was revealed. Under the lightning speed, the white-armored puppet had no time to go out this time, and Yang Yiyun slashed his head hard with a sword.
But what surprised Yang Yiyun was that the Dragon Slaying Sword was a magical weapon that surpassed the level of a spiritual weapon. Although he could only exert 30% of its power, it was still more powerful than a top-grade spiritual weapon. There was a sound of steel successively.
There was only a faint trace left on the head of the white-armored puppet in his sight, and he was unscathed.
It was just this moment of pause that the white-armored puppet reacted quickly beyond Yang Yiyun's expectations. Instead of using the long silver spear in his hand, he directly raised his left arm and slapped Yang Yiyun's chest with lightning.
The palm of the white-armored puppet was so fast that Yang Yiyun didn't even see how he made the move, and he was hit in the next second.
Not to blame, but also to blame himself for being distracted.
"Touch~"
"Pfft~"
Yang Yiyun only felt a blow to his chest like a heavy hammer, a mouthful of old blood immediately touched his body, and his body was also thrown backwards.
Just at this moment, the scene that made Yang Yiyun stand on his head appeared.
When his body was flying upside down, the spear in the right hand of the white-armored puppet pierced out and went straight to his chest.
This is not even more terrible, what is more terrible is that at this time the black armor puppet appeared behind him at some point, and also stabbed him in the back.
Front and rear flanking.
It's that simple~
At this moment, what the two puppets showed was not great strength, but extremely experienced fighting methods.
From the unexpected punch of the white-armored puppet to the subsequent shot, it was done in one go.
In addition, the black-armored puppet appeared to block the back road, and the tactical coordination of one white and one black puppet was simply perfect.
He is simply a veteran who has fought in the battlefield for a long time, and he doesn't know what kind of old monster the master of refining the puppet is, but he actually gave the puppet such abnormal combat experience.
Even if the two puppets don't use magical powers, how can they tear creatures of the same level into pieces just by relying on such a wealth of combat experience.
Careless~
At this moment, Yang Yiyun's mouth was still bleeding, his eyes widened, and his heart was bitter: "Why do I want to hang in the hands of two puppets~"
"What is the bastard kid still doing? Waiting to die? Hiding in the Qiankun Pot."
At this time, Yun Tianxie's explosive roar of hating iron for not turning into steel sounded.
When Yang Yiyun heard it, he woke up like a dream, and quickly moved his mind to open the Qiankun Pot to avoid it.
He actually forgot about the fact that the body of the deity can enter after the space of the Qiankun Pot was revived last time, mainly because he hadn¡¯t used it much, and he forgot about it due to the fright.
"Pfft~"
"Ah~"
However, at the last moment, Mr. Yang only felt a pain in his buttocks, and couldn't help screaming, but he was stabbed by the black-armored puppet the moment his body entered the pot.
"Touch oh, Misty Grass, my ass~"
A certain Yang in the Qiankun Pot fell to the ground hard after eating shit, screaming.
Although he was stabbed in the buttocks, but luckily his life was saved.
If it was one breath late, it wouldn't be that the black-armored puppet was stabbed in the butt, but the white-armored puppet's head would be shot.
Fortunately, it was not fatal, a drop of water of life flowed in and swallowed it directly in the heart, and a large blood hole in the bone was visible on the buttocks, and it began to repair quickly.
After grinning for a while, Yang Yiyun released his spiritual consciousness to check the situation outside.
Although he can't use spiritual consciousness in the hall, he can sense the situation outside the Fan Qiankun Pot.
In spiritual consciousness, the Qiankun Pot on the altar turned into a snuff bottle, and the main body fell on the altar alone. The black and white puppets were a little confused. If they consciously thought about it, they would definitely find something wrong with the Qiankun Pot on the ground.
When the main body enters the Qiankun Pot, the Qiankun Pot will definitely detach from the body and be exposed outside. This is very dangerous, and it is also the reason why Yang Yiyun dare not use the Qiankun Pot lightly even if he is hunted down.
Fortunately, we are now facing two unconscious puppets, so there is no need to worry about being discovered the secret of the Qiankun Pot for the time being. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com