Corpse puppets were the most powerful and sinister things of Corpse Yin Sect. They used powerful corpses to make them into killing machines. These corpse puppets didn't know pain and only obeyed the master's command to kill. As long as they weren't completely destroyed, they could continue to fight.
These corpse puppets were the most terrifying. They were even more terrifying than ordinary Immortal Kings. Moreover, they had a great psychological impact on the opponent.
The body of each corpse puppet was incomparably tough. After being refined by the cultivation method of Corpse Yin Sect, their body would be at least several times tougher than when they were alive.
This was also the reason why very few people were willing to provoke the people of Corpse Yin Sect. The people of this sect cultivated evil arts and were cruel. In their hearts, there was no morality, only profit and desire.
However, although others didn't dare to provoke such a sect, Jiang Chen dared to do so.
* Roar … … *
The two corpse puppets roared and roared. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of Jiang Chen. Their terrifying and eerie claws were trying to grab Jiang Chen. If Jiang Chen was caught by this attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Humph! Corpse phantoms dare to behave atrociously in front of me? Courting death! "
Jiang Chen coldly snorted. These corpse puppets were indeed fatal to others, but in front of Jiang Chen, they were nothing. Any means of his could restrain these corpse puppets. The Heavenly Saint Sword let out a dragon-like roar, turned into a long dragon, and slashed towards one of the corpse puppets with lightning speed.
These corpse puppets didn't have intelligence. They only knew how to kill. In the face of Jiang Chen's powerful sword, they didn't dodge at all. They raised their hands that were emitting eerie corpse qi to resist.
The corpse puppets didn't know how terrifying the Heavenly Saint Sword was. What was even more terrifying was the raging fire carried by the Heavenly Saint Sword. The fusion of three powerful flames was the natural enemy and nemesis of these corpse puppets.
* Puchi! *
The Heavenly Saint Sword had completely turned into a sword of punishment. Even though the corpse puppet had an intermediate Immortal King cultivation base and an incomparably hard body, it still couldn't withstand the sharpness of the Heavenly Saint Sword. Additionally, the reason why the corpse puppet's body was so hard was because of the cultivation technique of Corpse Yin Sect. It was formed by the combination of corpse Qi and Yin Qi, but such a hard body couldn't withstand a single blow from the Heavenly Saint Sword.
The mighty corpse puppet, an intermediate Immortal King expert, was slashed in half by the Heavenly Saint Sword, but it was still a corpse puppet after all. It was so strong that it made people speechless. Even after being slashed in half, it could still fight.
"Fire Dragon Seal."
Jiang Chen casually waved his hand and unleashed the Fire Dragon Seal. A flaming dragon engulfed the two halves of the corpse puppet, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse puppet was completely incinerated into ashes. At the same time, Jiang Chen's longsword sliced the other corpse puppet in half. The terrifying flame turned into a sea of fire, incinerating the corpse puppet.
In just a few blinks, two intermediate Immortal King corpse puppets died in the hands of Jiang Chen. This scene stunned everyone on the scene, including Young Master Futian. He couldn't believe this was true. He knew very well how powerful the corpse puppets he refined were. Jiang Chen's power had truly moved him, and even made him feel a trace of fear.
If Young Master Futian was already like this, let alone the others. Many of their faces turned pale. They looked at Jiang Chen as though they were looking at a devil king. This was a killing maniac. He was just too overbearing, completely beyond their imagination. It had subverted all their previous cognition. How could a puny late Golden Immortal have such powerful combat strength?
Not far away, the old liar's eyes also lit up. Obviously, Jiang Chen's performance had truly shocked him.
* Hong … … *
After the shock, it was followed by endless anger. Young Master Futian was truly enraged. No one could imagine how furious he was at this moment. It could be said that he had never been so angry since he was born. In order to refine the two corpse puppets, Young Master Futian had spent a lot of energy. The loss of two corpse puppets was irreparable to Young Master Futian.
"Jiang Chen, you have really infuriated me. The mistakes you have committed are unforgivable. Don't even think about walking out of this manor today. I will certainly shred you into a thousand pieces."
Young Master Futian was on the verge of exploding. A combat blade appeared in his hand. It was an incomparably cold and gloomy blade. With a casual movement, skulls emerged on the surface of the blade. The atmosphere of the entire courtyard began to turn gloomy.
"Blade of Death God!"
Young Master Futian bellowed. The combat blade whizzed out and slashed at Jiang Chen. The terrifying combat blade carried the will of death, making people unable to help but feel fear. Along with the emergence of the combat blade was a cloud of death. Within the black cloud, hideous skulls could be seen everywhere. In addition to the power of the combat blade itself, the mightiness of this strike could also directly affect people's mind, shrouding the opponent in the shadow of death, putting the opponent in an extremely strong depression, and making them lose the will to fight. This was the real terror.
Unfortunately, the opponent Young Master Futian encountered was Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen had experienced too many battles in his life. What kind of means had he not seen? With his firm will, there were very few means that could really affect his mind.
* Howl ~ *
The Heavenly Saint Sword let out a roar and turned into a fire dragon. The thick and terrifying cloud of death was completely torn apart. All the influence disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the Heavenly Saint Sword and Young Master Futian's combat blade collided, producing a clanging sound like iron being struck.
* Hong … … *
At the moment when the battle blade and the battle sword collided, the infinite raging fire turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards Young Master Futian. Under such a fierce oppression, Young Master Futian felt powerless and was forced to retreat. He was very depressed because the fire was too strong, so much so that he couldn't exert his true combat strength.
"Impossible! How is this possible?!"
Young Master Futian was driven mad. He couldn't imagine that he would be forced back by a Golden Immortal. This was something that he could never imagine before, but now it had really happened.
Jiang Chen stood there with the combat sword in his hand. His eyes were cold to the extreme. His icy gaze kept sweeping across Young Master Futian's camp, making everyone's hair stand on end.
"Everyone, let's attack together and kill him!"
Young Master Futian shouted.
However, no one moved. No one present was a fool. Most of them were Immortal King experts. They could naturally see that Jiang Chen was too strong. They had underestimated Jiang Chen before. They had reason to believe that even if all of them joined forces, they would still be no match for Jiang Chen.
"Did you see that? They are all afraid. They don't even dare to move. "
Jiang Chen sneered.
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