Chapter 1028 Crushing

"Buzz!"

Xu Gang, "stitched" back together by Si Niang, charged towards the pack of wolves controlled by Old Hu.

Old Hu's fingertips trembled slightly. Si Niang's left hand fingers were also tapping a rhythm.

Soon, after destroying two red wolves, Xu Gang's body was torn apart again.

Just as Old Hu was about to control the remaining red wolves to pounce on Si Niang,

he saw Xu Gang, who had clearly been torn apart a second time, stand up again. However, his body had been stitched in so many places that, upon standing, his aura only showed Fifth Rank.

"Sigh."

Si Niang sighed, waved her hand gently, and Xu Gang, who had just stood up, fell down again.

Hu Lai was shocked by the corpse-stitching technique, but he was still clear about what he had to do. But just as the remaining red wolves were about to gather their strength and pounce, the two red wolves that had been damaged by Xu Gang earlier stood up after Xu Gang.

Si Niang's lips curved into a smile, as if she had found new toys to play with.

Old Hu could only control his own red wolves to tear at the red wolves that originally belonged to him. The strength of these red wolf automata was actually not weak. With Old Hu's forced empowerment, they possessed strength similar to Fourth Rank peak, and they fought like madmen.

As for whether they could be stronger, theoretically it was possible, but the problem was that there were too few mechanisms that could independently bear the power of Second Rank.

Old Hu knocked down the traitorous automata controlled by Si Niang one by one, but the problem was that as soon as his side was damaged, they would immediately be repaired by the silver threads and join the opposing camp.

The two manipulators, both proficient in "puppet art," were having a great time playing from afar.

Finally,

with the last two red wolves biting each other's bodies and falling down, this battlefield fell silent.

It seemed like a draw,

but it should be known that this group of automata was Old Hu's painstaking effort, extremely difficult to refine, while Si Niang only used a corpse that was already lying on the ground as her base.

"I never knew that in the past hundred years, another master mechanist of such perfection has emerged in the martial world."

Old Hu said with emotion, and took out a new puppet, placing it in front of him.

Unsurprisingly, this should be his strongest puppet, a rosy-lipped and white-toothed doll.

Hearing the other party's praise, Si Niang didn't take it seriously.

She said:

"After sewing up stinky men too many times, I figured out some tricks. Just a small game, not worth mentioning."

Saying that,

Si Niang stretched her hands forward, seemingly pulling on something in the dark to borrow strength, and leaped into the air.

And the doll puppet in Old Hu's hand opened its eyes at this time.

Old Hu slapped down, directly pouring Second Rank power into it.

This approach was very similar to the Sword Saint borrowing power from Longyuan. One was that they were both natal objects, and the other was that they were strong enough to bear the force.

The puppet doll pounced towards Si Niang, with lightning power mixed between its hands and feet.

Si Niang arranged twelve barriers made of silk threads beneath her as defense, but these defenses were directly broken by the puppet doll in an instant.

Seeing this, Si Niang

descended rapidly,

the puppet doll followed closely behind.

Old Hu smiled slightly, and stroked his long beard.

"Bang!"

Si Niang was forced back to the ground by the puppet doll.

Immediately afterwards,

a piece of silk threads rose from the ground, directly overturning this area.

The Great Marsh had much mud, and now it could be said that the mud flew all over the sky, obscuring all sight.

"You can't escape. This is my proudest work in my life. Once your aura is confirmed, it will be activated.

My boy will never rest until you are dead!"

When the mud fell from the sky, the ground seemed to have been plowed, and everything was covered.

But in the next moment,

the puppet doll, wrapped around Si Niang's body, flew out of the mud.

The puppet's hands and arms tightly clasped Si Niang's body, preventing her from struggling.

Old Hu clapped his hands,

"Farewell."

The puppet began to exert its strength.

Si Niang's body was pierced, and began to twist, to fold. This scene was like a living person being forcibly stuffed into a very small box.

But soon,

the smile on Old Hu's face froze.

The woman who was also a mechanist was indeed stuffed in.

But what about the blood?

Why didn't any blood come out?

Suddenly,

the Si Niang in the puppet doll's arms... shattered;

Immediately afterwards,

clusters of thread began to fall. This was not a real person, but an embroidered dummy!

"How… how is this possible!"

"Your acting is really over the top." Si Niang's voice came from behind Old Hu.

Old Hu turned his head with some difficulty.

He didn't know when, but this terrifying woman had already appeared behind him.

"I said, the art of mechanisms in your mouth is just a small game I play to pass the time.

You

really don't know how to fight."

Fighting

was about life and death, using any means necessary;

not setting up formations and having a duel of mechanism arts.

Killing him

was not difficult,

provided that the power levels of both sides were on the same level.

And with this foundation, what came into play was consciousness and experience.

A simple puppet, plus an even simpler flanking maneuver, and the fate of this former great mechanist of Jin was already sealed.

Old Hu retreated quickly, wanting to create distance, while calling for his puppet doll to return quickly.

But as he retreated,

Old Hu saw a silver thread being pulled straight on his chest, with the other end of the silver thread at Si Niang's fingertips.

A huge sense of crisis swept through Old Hu's entire body,

but he still instinctively retreated,

and then,

he saw his clothes being dismantled, exposed in front of his field of vision;

Immediately afterwards,

his flesh was dismantled, taking off the set of "clothes" that he had been wearing since birth.

Finally,

only a skeleton remained,

after leaving his flesh,

falling into the mud below.

The puppet doll rushed back and stopped beside Old Hu's bones, motionless.

Si Niang smiled and walked over,

picked up the doll, and her silk threads quickly entered it. When her strength recovered to a certain level, Si Niang's silk threads were like having a life of their own, so they could achieve effects that were even more difficult for ordinary people to understand.

For example, the seemingly complicated art of mechanisms, once the internal structure was covered by silk threads, it was simply child's play.

Immediately afterwards,

Si Niang's gaze fell on the two black-robed women standing there.

Si Niang didn't know that these two women had planned to cause trouble in the Prince's mansion, but that didn't affect her next actions.

And the two women also exchanged glances.

This…

What kind of ambush was this!

The two women scattered almost without hesitation.

Si Niang activated the doll in her hand and chased after the female Qi Refiner.

At the same time, she turned around and quickly caught up with the female martial artist.

Seeing that her speed couldn't compare to Si Niang, the female martial artist had no choice but to stop, exerted force from her waist, and directly punched Si Niang.

Si Niang waved her hand lightly, and the female martial artist's fist was wrapped in silk threads, and then began to be cut.

Immediately afterwards,

Si Niang walked past her, and the female martial artist's thighs, abdomen, chest, neck, and other parts all began to separate.

After doing all this, without even looking at the scattered corpses on the ground, she turned around and walked back.

At this time, the puppet doll stained with blood also flew back to Si Niang. Si Niang walked in front, and the doll she was holding walked behind.

"This child is much better behaved than my own son."

…

Blood,

blood,

blood!

A Ming heard it.

All around,

all the blood, was impatiently welcoming his arrival, waiting for his favor!

And he,

would not disappoint these adorable "believers."

A Ming rushed directly towards the centipede.

Yun Gu, standing on the back of the centipede, was not a martial artist in the strict sense, so she instinctively resisted any close combat, especially after this man inexplicably leaped directly from Fourth Rank and revealed the aura of Second Rank.

The centipede's body swept across,

but A Ming's speed was extremely fast, and he directly bypassed it.

Yun Gu immediately placed a hand seal on the centipede's body.

The middle of the centipede's body caved in directly, revealing another mouth, wielding its mandibles and strangling towards A Ming.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The two mandibles pierced A Ming's body.

Next, the mandibles began to contract, wanting to swallow A Ming.

His chest was pierced by two large holes, and A Ming, who was almost connected by bones and flesh, did not have any panic on his face;

The Blind Man often teased A Ming, saying that vampires generally had that kind of physique…

That is to say, precisely because they were difficult to kill, they would instead like the process and feeling of their bodies being "persecuted."

Perhaps,

this was their fun,

liking to see their opponents desperately destroy their bodies, but unable to kill them.

Sometimes, they would even actively create this opportunity for their opponents;

It was like some people like to eat garlic with noodles, otherwise they would feel that the taste was not authentic.

A Ming, who was about to be pulled into the centipede's second mouth,

recited the incantation with a smile on his face.

"Forbidden—Blood Devastation!"

The mandibles that had pierced and strung A Ming were instantly petrified, and this petrification was constantly spreading down, covering the centipede's mouth along the mandibles.

"Roar!"

The centipede let out a scream.

Yun Gu could only cast another seal, causing half of the centipede's body to fall off, thus preserving the upper half from being completely petrified.

And A Ming stood in place.

The mandibles left on his body gradually submerged and turned into dust, and the two large holes on his chest remained conspicuously there, truly a through draught.

A Ming spread his palm open.

The large segment of the centipede's body that fell off at this time oozed blood, condensing into blood threads that flowed over.

A Ming opened his mouth.

These blood flowed into his mouth;

While drinking heartily,

scabs were congealing on the wounds on his chest, and then the scabs fell off at an extremely fast speed, revealing the intact skin inside.

Wiping the corner of his mouth,

A Ming's face was full of intoxication.

But one thing was certain, he was not satisfied yet, no, he was far from being satisfied.

In the next moment,

A Ming's figure suddenly "collapsed," turning into a swarm of bats, directly swarming up.

Seeing this, Yun Gu directly broke away from the centipede, and the centipede, with only half of its body left, rushed towards the swarm of bats like crazy.

The bats quickly attached to the centipede's body and began to frantically suck the centipede's blood.

Yun Gu clenched the ring finger of her right hand with her left hand.

"Snap!"

Broken!

"Boom!"

The centipede's half body instantly turned into a ball of fire and exploded, and the swarm of bats that had been attached to it sucking blood were also burned to ashes.

However,

soon,

as the flames gradually dissipated,

a figure slowly walked out from inside again.

A Ming tilted his head slightly,

sweeping towards the ashes on the ground,

and then,

looking at Yun Gu again,

its blood was gone, so… it would be hers.

This time, A Ming charged directly towards Yun Gu.

Yun Gu, who had lost her natal beast, slapped the ground with one palm, and black marks immediately spread out, instantly turning into black scorpions that flew towards A Ming.

But A Ming still ignored it and came straight over.

One scorpion,

two scorpions,

three scorpions…

Dense scorpions instantly attached to A Ming's body and began to bite him.

But these still didn't stop A Ming's footsteps.

However,

as Yun Gu's lips overflowed with a trace of blood,

the venom was instantly injected into A Ming's body by the scorpions attached to him.

"Gurgle…"

"Gurgle…"

Black bubbles instantly rolled out of A Ming's body, and his figure was constantly shaking. Finally, a "bang" was heard, and A Ming turned into a pool of black blood and splashed on the ground.

Yun Gu slowly stood up, looking at the blood constantly dripping under her feet, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

In fact,

from the moment this person suddenly advanced from Fourth Rank to Second Rank until just now, everything happened in the blink of an eye, and they only exchanged a few blows.

But this kind of opponent

made Yun Gu feel a chill down her spine.

Most of people's fear comes from the unknown, and A Ming's methods and performance exceeded her cognitive range.

Fortunately,

he was already dead.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came from below.

Yun Gu lowered her head

and saw a hand reaching out from the pool of blood below and grabbing her ankle.

Immediately afterwards,

a head slowly emerged from the blood.

Then,

another hand "grew" out of the blood and grabbed her other ankle.

Yun Gu stood there, not moving.

Whether they were Qi Refiners, Shamans, or Beast Tamers, they would all appear incredibly weak when their opponents got close to them.

Even though Yun Gu was the culmination of the three, she still couldn't change this situation.

When A Ming's hands grabbed her like this, she knew that she had no way out.

A Ming's hands

"climbed" all the way from Yun Gu's ankles, as if treating this Second Rank Beast Tamer as a ladder, and the pool of blood under Yun Gu's feet was like a mirror leading to another world, gradually transporting her figure over.

Finally,

A Ming's hand

hugged Yun Gu's neck,

and the other hand

climbed onto Yun Gu's cheeks.

He was not desecrating her,

to be precise,

many of the other Demon Lords had found partners, but he had not.

Because A Ming was not very interested in women, even though he was currently holding a former Chu princess in his arms.

But as far as wine was concerned,

who would forcibly divide a cup of wine into male and female?

Yun Gu's lips trembled slightly

and asked,

"What… what exactly are you?"

"Shh…"

A Ming made a silencing gesture.

"Please be quiet when sobering up."

"Whatever that Yan Regent Prince gave you, we can give you… double."

A Ming shook his head helplessly,

then reached out and brushed aside the hair on Yun Gu's neck, and then, two fangs slowly emerged.

"We here have better things, more worthy of what we, as strong people, need and pursue…"

"Shh… be quiet."

"You are fully qualified to join us, we can…"

Yun Gu turned her head to look at A Ming.

And her action

happened to cause A Ming, who had originally planned to slowly insert his fangs into this woman's neck in a gentle and elegant way… to miss.

Then,

one of A Ming's hands

moved from Yun Gu's neck

to Yun Gu's head,

while the other hand was placed on her shoulder.

This action, to a certain extent, released the restraints and gave her greater freedom, making Yun Gu subconsciously believe that the other party was tempted, and immediately asked:

"What do you think?"

"Ah!"

Yun Gu let out a scream,

this scream

was extremely rapid and extremely short,

because,

Yun Gu's head

was forcibly pulled off by A Ming.

"I told you to be quiet, why don't you listen?"

The head was held in A Ming's hand, but the scene of blood splashing did not appear. All the blood at this time converged into a small fountain, spraying out from the neck in an extremely elegant and even rhythmic way.

A Ming turned his face sideways, leaned over, opened his mouth, and began to drink.

After the blood in his body was sprayed dry,

A Ming licked his lips.

Sure enough,

the blood of the strong was always the most delicious wine.

He took a step back with some satisfaction,

and casually

put Yun Gu's head back on her neck, but it was unclear whether it was unintentional or intentional,

anyway, it was put on backwards.

At this time,

the Xu brothers, who had been confronting Liang Cheng, directly gave up the confrontation and ran into the formation.

Liang Cheng stood still.

A Ming's figure appeared beside Liang Cheng,

discontentedly saying:

"Too lazy for you."

Liang Cheng turned his face and looked at A Ming, saying:

"We can switch."

"Heh."

A Ming looked forward

and softly recited:

"Forbidden… Blood Shackles!"

At the entrance of the formation, a pool of blood seeped out of the ground. Obviously, A Ming had made a small "fence" at the entrance a long time ago.

How could he let the wine in his wine cabinet run away on its own?

A blood mist rose, obscuring the entrance, and at the same time, hands reached out from the blood mist, grabbing the Xu brothers.

A Ming reached out a finger forward,

and then pulled back,

and the Xu brothers were forcibly pulled back.

"Left or right?" A Ming asked.

"Whatever."

When the Xu brothers were dragged back to A Ming and Liang Cheng by the blood mist,

Liang Cheng and A Ming simultaneously revealed their zombie and vampire fangs.

They were truly good brothers, each choosing one and directly biting their necks.

Soon,

the two shriveled corpses were thrown aside by the two.

A Ming took a few steps forward.

At the same time,

within the first line of the formation, the group of people who had rushed over to watch the excitement earlier took two steps back almost simultaneously.

A Ming reached out a finger to scrape the blood stains from the corner of his lips,

and finally put it in his mouth,

sucking a mouthful,

"Tsk."

Liang Cheng began to retreat, turned around, and walked towards his lord.

At this time, Fan Li, whose body was covered with potholes, also walked over, muttering:

"Impulsive…"

Immediately afterwards,

Liang Cheng and Fan Li knelt down again in front of their lord.

The Blind Man also knelt down.

Zheng Fan raised Wuyazhi.

His arm trembled slightly.

Yes,

at this time, the lord's body was very stiff.

People improved their realm for a comprehensive improvement in strength, speed, bloodline, etc., but here it was the opposite. Under the shortcut, everything was only for the realm.

It was no exaggeration to say that

Zheng Fan of Third Rank, plus his son of Third Rank,

the combined strength of these two was barely comparable to Second Rank.

If they really fought, they probably wouldn't be able to beat even an unranked adult man.

It was so difficult to even lift the knife, so what was the point of fighting?

However,

these were all details.

Moreover,

when this scene was presented on the high platform of Ming Village through the water tank light curtain,

this slow motion

gave people a more solemn and solemn sense of ritual.

Wuyazhi

slowly patted the shoulders of the three,

After patting,

Zheng Fan only felt a burst of dizziness in his brain, and the muscles on his lips and face began to twitch uncontrollably, but he could not undo the fusion with the demon pill. He could only lean back, and the knife in his hand fell.

Fortunately, the Blind Man was meticulous.

With a flick of his finger,

the few saddles he had previously restrained were stacked together to form a seat, just enough for the lord to sit on.

At the same time,

the lord's Wuyazhi knife, which was falling vertically, was also caught by the Blind Man's mind power and changed to piercing into the ground.

It happened to support the lord's limp hands after he sat down, giving him a support.

Also, because of the spasms in the muscles of the lord's face, the Blind Man took the opportunity to turn up the hat behind the lord's clothes, covering most of his face.

Zheng Fan did not bring an army this time, nor did he ride the Pixiu, so he was not wearing a python robe, but casual clothes.

These casual clothes were the traditional clothing of the North Enclosure County of Yan, made of leather and with a hat on the back to facilitate the shielding of wind and sand.

…

"This… is he crazy, is he crazy, is he crazy!"

Even Huang Lang, who had always been very cautious,

was starting to show signs of collapse at this time.

In Ming Village, the Third Rank experts did not dare to go out.

Some beings who could reach Second Rank were also hesitating at this time, because two Second Rank experts had just died outside.

And in the light curtain in front of them,

the Great Yan Regent Prince

sat down extremely calmly,

his hands placed on the hilt of the knife,

and the corners of his mouth, not covered by the hat, changed from time to time, revealing disdain and contempt.

It was precisely because he was invincible on the battlefield

that the people in the sect tried their best to pull him from the battlefield into the martial world,

but who would have thought…

When he came,

a Third Rank Prince brought six Fourth Rank subordinates plus a Fourth Rank spirit;

Now,

not only had the Prince, who had fused with the spirit, advanced to Second Rank,

but there were also five Second Rank experts standing beside him,

as well as

a Fourth Rank dwarf.