Chapter 202 There is another trick!

Weak open our eyes, blurred vision, and slowly focus.

When he saw the sword in the sword spirit's hand, a hint of panic appeared on Xiao Yiyang's face.

"Famous Sword? No, it's a divine sword!"

Before, Xiao Yiyang had never expected that Chen Wei could produce the sixth grade pill. Who would have thought that in this blink of an eye, he took out the magic sword again.

Combined with the strength of the sword spirit, the sword spirit's name for Chen Wei's word "master", and Chen Wei's attitude of not caring about the magic sword.

In Xiao Yiyang's mind, bad thoughts quickly grew.

I was a little worried whether I had provoked the wrong person.

With the strength of the corpse puppet, can we really solve Chen Wei and Jian Ling?

Xiao Yiyang thought that they and General Zhao would be ordinary people.

Now it seems that it is far from as simple as I imagined.

What should I do? What should I do?

There is another factor in why Xiao Yiyang is so nervous.

Because things didn't develop as he imagined.

Xiao Yiyang clearly remembered that the old man once said that when the corpse puppet wakes up successfully, as the controller of the corpse puppet, the failed items outside will still be controlled by him.

But at present, Xiao Yiyang could feel nothing except the connection between himself and the corpse puppet.

Xiao Yiyang didn't understand why this happened.

"Did that old guy lied to me?" Xiao Yiyang thought.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the arm.

The wound cracked and blood penetrated, dyeing the white sleeves red, and spreading continuously.

Bang!

Then the corpse puppet's thick arms fell in front of them and corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The corpse puppet raised his other hand, covered his broken arm, quickly retreated, and distanced himself from the sword spirit, looking at the sword in his hand vigilantly.

The same is true for the sword spirit, "I didn't expect that this sword would be so easy to use and it was cut off in an instant."

He didn't want to be a sword spirit, so he just wanted to be a sword cultivator.

"Oh! Can you heal yourself? This speed is so perverted." In addition to being happy, the sword spirit noticed that the corpse puppet's arm was restored as original.

"Wait! Don't be reckless, you idiot!" After seeing the corpse puppet's arms recovered, Xiao Yiyang rushed towards the sword spirit without any plans, intending to continue to use brute force to deal with the other party, and was anxious.

There is no other reason, it is simply because the corpse puppet has the ability to heal itself, but he doesn’t have it!

The wound is still bleeding!

On the other side of the corpse puppet, he ignored Xiao Yiyang's intentions at all. With the power to shake the mountains and rivers, he burst into a strong wind, whistling like a meteor, and smashing it down on the sword spirit's head.

I saw the order and used a horizontal sword to hold it.

The sword body was not damaged at all, but his body sank dozens of centimeters.

"What an amazing strength." Seeing such a picture, Chen Wei had the idea to take the corpse puppet for his own use.

But at present, this idea is not strong.

"Fight quickly and decide quickly, don't delay time." Chen Wei urged.

"Yes, master." He suddenly exerted force with his hands upwards, pushing the corpse puppet away.

The corpse puppet took three or four steps back and when he stabilized his body, he was shocked to find that the sword spirit was approaching.

A cold light flashed, and the arm that had just healed was cut off again!

"Ah!" This time, Xiao Yiyang's arm, which had already been cut open, was completely broken.

How can ordinary people bear the pain of breaking their arms?

But he couldn't do anything, so he could only scream and wail.

The most desperate thing is that Xiao Yiyang only learned how to control the corpse puppet from the old man, but did not learn how to untie the connection with the corpse puppet.

He began to regret that he shouldn't have killed the old man so early, at least after understanding everything, he would do it.

The sword spirit and corpse puppet can't control so much, so continue to fight with all your strength.

The corpse puppet does not have much thought, but also knows that losing is death. Therefore, the desire for victory has almost reached a pervert.

However, the sword spirit held the magic sword in his hand, and his body movement was extremely strange.

When he realized his reaction, his other arm was also cut off, and then his feet.

Losing the center of gravity, he fell down with a bang.

The sword spirit flew to the corpse puppet in one step and raised the sword with both hands.

Seeing that he was aiming at the left chest of the corpse puppet, Xiao Yiyang could not control his emotions no matter what, and shouted: "No, you can't do this, please, don't do this!"

With a sword in the heart, how could I still have a chance to survive?

Xiao Yiyang was scared.

"Who cares about you?" Jian Ling exerted force with both hands, and a fierce sword, piercing the left chest of the corpse puppet.

"Puff!" Xiao Yiyang's eyebrows flicked, his face suddenly became ugly, his throat became sweet, and blood coughed out half a meter away.

A strong sense of suffocation, a sense of powerlessness spreads throughout the body, and the vision is blurred...

When Chen Wei looked at him again, Xiao Yiyang was completely dead and died.

Not only Chen Wei, but also the corpse puppet who noticed this incident.

"Roar!" roared and stood up.

With his legs that had not yet been completely healed, he ran towards Xiao Yiyang.

Bang.

The sword spirit landed smoothly and cleaned the blood stained on the sword, feeling a little embarrassed: "Can the heart be like a person who is fine if you have a sword inserted? Where is this guy's weakness? Is it the head?"

Soon, the corpse puppet ran to Xiao Yiyang's body, forcibly broke through the stone wall, reached in, pulled Xiao Yiyang out of it, and then raised his head and stuffed it into his mouth together with some corpses.

He swallowed Xiao Yiyang into his stomach like a sap.

"Are you hungry?" Chen Wei felt that it shouldn't be.

I saw the surface of the body of the corpse puppet cracked again.

This time, the body changed from green to red.

"Swallowing evolution!" These four words immediately appeared in Chen Wei's mind.

It's no stranger to this.

"It seems that those two guys are simply using each other, and both of them are hiding their hands." Chen Wei said affirmatively.

Xiao Yiyang thought that the old man was also his puppet.

Little did they know that in the eyes of the old man, Xiao Yiyang's value was just a prop that allowed the corpse puppet to reach a higher stage, and there was nothing else.

Otherwise, what if people know ghosts, how terrible is it? How can ghosts know people’s hearts be poisonous?

"Tsk, green is already troublesome enough, and blood red is coming again?" Jian Ling was not sure if he could still deal with this big guy.

"Don't worry, let's have a sword first!"

With this idea in mind, the sword spirit quickly approached the corpse puppet and slashed it with one sword.

Bang!

The sword is nothing, but the power that rebounds back makes the sword spirit's arm numb.

I realized that something was wrong, so I quickly jumped a few big steps and distanced myself from the red corpse puppet.

"Roar!" the corpse puppet spread his arms and roared.

A trace of blood-red spiritual energy emerged around it, and the red hair floated upwards, as if the wind was blowing upwards.

Chen Wei, Jian Ling, could not feel anything.

Um!

Chen Wei suddenly noticed something.

The spiritual sense felt that outside the city lord's mansion, to be precise, outside the city, something was wrong at this time.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!