During the Xuanmen, there were various methods. Some were passed down and some were destroyed in the long river of history. Some were gentle and elegant magic, some were radical magic, and some were sinister and vicious magic that other monks could not tolerate.

The fighting puppet is one of them. When this technique was first born, it was not like this. It was a mysterious cultivator who could not to form a Taoist partner with the goddess in his heart. However, he never thought that the Taoist partner encountered the demon of his heart during his practice, and his true energy in his body went wild, shaking his heart veins and dying from a bad life.

Seeing that the sweetheart died, Tongtian Xuanxiu was unable to accept it. He used Xuanyi to calm the Taoist couple, and then began to change his fate against the heavens. What is life and death? It is just breathing. As long as he can breathe smoothly and blood circulation, this person is a living person.

With a subjective consciousness direction, Tongtian Xuanxiu began to go against the sky and rely on Tongtian's magic to force it, which really saved Keren'er. It was because his brain was short of oxygen for too long and his IQ was regressing. He only had the IQ of a three-year-old child, but it didn't matter. As long as he had a brain, he could teach him slowly.

In this way, Tongtian Xuan Cult not only passed down his own Taoist tradition, but also passed down this method. After a while, some people who had deep roots of love or Tongxuan's martial arts made up for their regrets. It was not until some people began to use this method to dig up the immortal tombs and refine the immortal cultivators into combat puppets, which caused shock in the future.

After several strangulations and destruction, the skills passed down have long been incomplete. The puppets refined by the Hong Kong Island Xuan family cannot be compared with the previous combat puppets in terms of combat power and agility.

The reason why Wei Guangzheng was crying was because he saw a familiar figure among the eight fighting puppets, who was his master.

Uncle Kuan's face suddenly became stunned. Unexpectedly, Xuan Wuji played such a trump card at this time, a stupid move, a stupid move, an absolutely stupid move. This is equivalent to exposing the most disgraceful side of the Hong Kong Hyun family to everyone. This is pushing the Hong Kong Hyun family to the eluded Nine Netherlands.

Sure enough, with the eight fighting puppets appearing, those who were looking at the abilities were surprised, their eyes widened like copper bells. They wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

Those who watched the fun even exclaimed a series of exclamations, and several people frowned and reached out to block their noses, half complaining: "Okay, where does such a rich corpse stinking come out?"

When a master fights, he can decide the winner in an instant, especially if he can use the spiritual energy of the heavens. It is not that many people can bully few people. A great monk with great magic is enough to kill a group of native chickens and dogs in seconds.

The most shocking thing was the helpers invited by the Hong Kong Hyun family. Most of them chose to come to help the boxing to please the Hong family, but they did not expect that the Hong Kong Hyun family had such a trump card. The shocked assistants first looked stunned, and then they had scrutiny and thought in their eyes. The Hong Kong Hyun family could use other people's corpses to refine puppets. Will they use their own in the future...

The old man was amazed: "It's really unexpected that the descendants of the Xuan family could find such a magic trick." As he said that, he began to yell at Xuan Qi: "In this world, you are the gods, why are you still dazed? Take action to deal with him quickly."

Xuan Qi used the Qi-detection technique to carefully look at the eight fighting puppets on the opposite side, and suddenly found that they were all not living people, but corpses, but under special secret techniques and special potions, they maintained their combat effectiveness during their lifetime, and even improved in some aspects.

This will be a tough battle. Xuan Qi raised his hands slightly, and the spiritual energy roared all over his body. All the gushing spiritual energy was poured on Xuan Qi's body. The palms of his hands were flashing with milky white light. The thunder sky was rich in the air, and the smell of dry gunpowder spread on his nose.

"Hehe" Xuan Wuji, who seemed to be sure to win, walked over with great strides, stood in front of Uncle Kuan, behind the fighting puppet doll, and looked at Xuanqi from afar and said loudly: "Are you very good at fighting? I don't believe you one, you can beat eight fighting puppet dolls." As he said that, a trace of hide appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Xuanqi from afar and said: "Now hand over the secret record of Xuangong, I can spare you even if I die, otherwise..."

Xuan Qiyun looked at Xuan Wuji calmly, not caring what he said, but carefully observing the eight combat puppets. After a while, he really saw the mystery here. There seemed to be some strange spiritual connection between the eight combat puppets and Xuan Wuji. In other words, Xuan Wuji was controlling the eight puppets.

Xuan Qi said to Xuan Wuji with disdainful expression: "Imitation" the momentum around him brewed directly to the peak. He waved his hands forward, and two rays of lightning like angry dragons swept across Xuan Wuji.

Xuan Wuji had disdain on his face and murmured softly: "Mingwuwu" pinched a seal in his hand, and took three steps back. The man with the highest black tower among the eight fighting puppets made a sharp roar, and his feet slammed into the sky, directly hitting the falling thunderstorm.

The rumbling of gold and silver, and the brilliance of lightning fell on the tall, black and thick iron tower man. His clothes were beaten into ashes, and his dark skin was bathed in the lightning. Not only did it not shrink, but it turned into a light golden color. His already tall body immediately stood up three points again, scattering in the air majestic.

Such a strange change immediately made people around him feel an uproar. He saw clearly that this was a monk who practiced thunder magic. When he watched the fun, he immediately screamed in horror. He was accustomed to shouting at everything they could not understand.

"How did this guy make it? He is not afraid of lightning in the sky. This time the lightning is not fake, right?" said a man, looking at Xuan Qi suspiciously.

"Thunder and lightning are real, I can only say that the martial arts practiced by this black man are related to the thunder technique." Another clue was seen: "Look at the clothes on his body, all of them turned into ashes in the lightning light, and even his hair on his body turned into nothingness. The lightning light is real, but it was restrained by the martial arts he practiced."

When the people around heard this, they immediately became shocked, and then looked at Xuan Qi. The people who were originally shocked by Xuan Qi's high murderous aura were a little gloating at this moment: "Then it's trouble for a little man to say that." As he said that, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Xuan Qi brought them too much shock. Whether it was the authentic plaque of Xuanmen, the life and death situation posted on the plaque, or the decisive methods of Xuan Qi's killing and decisive methods, they all shocked these people, making them dare not even breathe. Now, a group of people who can compete with Xuan Qi suddenly appeared. According to the principle of more people bullying few people, Xuan Qi will definitely lose. Naturally, they are willing to watch the good show of not having money.

Fang Lun and Li Bingcheng's eyes flashed in thought, looking at the eight fighting puppets opposite with heavy corpse energy. Their minds were all thinking. The old eyes, which had been tempered by the years, were not faint, but were light enough to see through the world. They could still distinguish between living and dead people.

Li Bingcheng took a step back and was about to walk away from his sleeve but was pulled by Fang Lun. He heard the old man say in a low voice: "The stick that comes out will rot first, everyone is watching the show here. If you leave, isn't this forcing them to attack you?"

Hearing Fang Lun say this, Li Bingcheng burst into cold sweat and looked at Fang Lun with a squinted look and asked, "What should I do?"

"The person who tied the bell must be untied." Fang Lun took Li Bingcheng and moved to Wei Guangzheng step by step, one step left and one right in front of Wei Guangzheng's ear. Fang Lun directly asked, "What are those eight things? Have you ever had any agreement with Xuan Qi?"

Fang Lun had long seen the problem here when he became a genius, but he had never explained it. It was not until Xuan Wuji appeared that Fang Lun had heard of the grudge between Wei Guangzheng and Xuan Wuji that he became alert and suspected that all this was related.

"Those eight are fighting puppets." Wei Guangzheng said and pointed to the third one: "He is my master, Huang Daxian." At this point, the two old men were immediately frightened. They originally thought that using dead people to refine combat weapons was just a legend, but they didn't expect that they would appear in front of them.

Fang Lun said to Wei Guangzheng uneasyly: "We can't stay here anymore, let's go immediately. At this level of battle, we are cannon fodder."

Lee Byung-cheng nodded, "We are just a bunch of fortune-telling and fortune-telling, even if we play at the museum, we can't fight with each other. What are you doing here? Waiting to be slaughtered by others?" He shuddered: "We have seen the trump card of the Hyun family in Hong Kong Island. Do you think they will take action and leave us all here. After killing, refining the combat puppet?"

"You're thinking too much." Wei Guangzheng had a mockery on his lips: "When you start by refining a combat puppet, you have to find some people whose body does not rot after death. Only by cultivating the true qi liquid can you achieve the body's body does not rot." The subtext of this sentence is that the two old guys are not qualified enough.

When Fang Lun heard Wei Guangzheng say this, he pointed his head and signaled to Li Bingcheng: "Since our lives are temporarily safe, stay and wait and see if it changes. It is not good to act rashly." Although he said this, he hugged Wei Guangzheng tightly in his hand.

After being stunned, Li Bingcheng suddenly realized and reached out to hug Wei Guangzheng. At this moment, the two old men both regarded Wei Guangzheng as their amulet. At this moment, the scene in front suddenly changed. After the black tower puppet broke Xuan Qi's thunder method, the remaining seven puppets attacked Xuan Qi.

Xuan Wuji had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. As the head of the Xuan family in Hong Kong Island, he had a different sense of arrogance and superiority. These were destined to not bow to Xuan Qi. Since he could not bow his head, he would only die. Coupled with his obsession with Xuan Gong's secret record, Xuan Wuji had no choice. That's why he took out the family's family in Hong Kong Island and sniped Xuan Qi in full view of everyone on this special day.

The reputation of the Hong Kong Hyun Family has also been a little turbulent in recent years. Xuan Wuji also plans to use Xuan Qi's blood to polish the Hong Kong Hyun Family's signature again with the Xuan family's trump card. So this is a long-planned action, and it can have the effect of killing birds with one stone.
Chapter completed!