With Ye Mo's strength, it was impossible for him to chop off the arm of the puppet. But there was a huge crack on the arm of the puppet. As long as he aimed at the arm, a fierce attack would definitely be able to chop it off.
In an instant, more than 30 black shadows emerged from Ye Mo's body. All of them looked like Ye Mo. Holding long spears in their hands, they charged at the puppets coming from all directions.
Ye Mo didn't hesitate. He took out the God Slaying Demon Stick. The Demon Slaying Giant Hand appeared with the Demon Slaying Spear. The power of the Law of Strength and the Defying Fate Aura swept out, piercing the arm of the puppet.
The puppet holding the half-step Emperor Rank long sword immediately sensed the danger. It waved the long sword and shook the Demon Slaying Spear.
Boom!
The terrifying attack actually shattered the Demon Slaying Spear. However, the crack on the arm was getting bigger and bigger.
"Last time!"
Ye Mo roared, igniting the last bit of energy in the Demon Slayer Ocean. Another Demon Slayer Spear pierced through the air. The puppet once again used its long sword to block the attack.
Boom!
The two powerful attacks collided once again. At the same time, cracking sounds rang out. The puppet's wrist was directly broken, and the entire longsword was sent flying. The golden light in the puppet's eyes instantly disappeared, and it fell to the ground.
Ye Mo activated the Immortal Martial Puppet Technique and controlled the puppet. He took out a weapon from his Xu Mi Ring and let the puppet hold it in its other hand.
At that moment, the clones that Xing Yun released were destroyed one by one.
"Young Master, I'll control this puppet to block the attacks. You quickly find the Formation Eye," Xing Yun said anxiously.
Nebula said anxiously as he repeatedly used the puppet to block the attacks of the surrounding puppets. The strength of this puppet was exactly the same as the other puppets, but it was controlled by Nebula. After blocking the attacks several times, it bought Ye Mo a lot of time.
"This long sword has the symbol of a rat on its blade."
Ye Mo's face lit up. He pulled the sword out and threw it aside. He started searching again.
"Damn it, this one doesn't have a symbol."
"This one has a symbol of a pig. It needs to be the last one to pull it out."
"The symbol on this sword is a cow!"
Just as Ye Mo pulled out the long sword, an attack came from behind him. His body was pierced through, and blood splattered everywhere.
"Young Master, I'm sorry, I couldn't block it for you in time."
Seeing Ye Mo's injury, Xing Yun said immediately.
"You don't have to blame yourself. These injuries can't hurt me. I've already found seven swords with the zodiac symbol on them. I've already pulled out two of them. Once I find five more, I'll be able to pull out these swords one by one."
Ye Mo sent the puppet flying with a single palm strike before continuing his search. Along the way, Ye Mo was attacked by a few other puppets. Sword wounds were all over his body, and even his yellow robe was torn apart.
This was the first time he had encountered such continuous attacks.
"Oh no, the yellow daoist robe is torn!"
Ye Mo's expression changed. He felt uneasy. The Netherworld River Patriarch was sealed in the Yellow Daoist Robe. If the Yellow Daoist Robe was broken, wouldn't the Netherworld River Patriarch break out of the seal?
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! At that moment, dozens of puppets flew over, mercilessly attacking Ye Mo. Each of the puppets had the power of 100,000 Divine Mark Powers.
Spear Spirit Seven Forms!
Ye Mo unleashed the Blood Meteorite Spear again and again, blocking the attacks. The power of 100,000 Saint Marks burst out. In his mind, the prototype white Godhead kept circulating and started to heal his injuries. The more Ye Mo fought, the braver he became. In an instant, all ten puppets were pushed back.
He didn't hesitate to remove the Yellow Daoist Robe and place it within his Spatial Ring. This Yellow Daoist Robe was only a Saint Rank defensive Immortal Artifact, so it was utterly unable to endure the repeated attacks of this saber.
Once the Yellow Daoist Robe collapsed completely, the water of the Netherworld River would rush out.
"No wonder the four sovereigns didn't let me come here," Ye Mo said. "This isn't a place where Immortal Ancestor warriors can enter. Even if I know how to break the formation, it won't be easy to break this sword formation."
Ye Mo flew into the air and landed next to a long sword. He found that it had the symbol of a tiger. Without hesitation, he pulled it out and attacked another long sword.
At that moment, a few more puppets attacked.
"Chaos Stab Hand!"
Ye Mo used up 10,000 Chaotic Energies and transformed into a giant Chaotic Ancient Beast. He charged forward and pounced on the puppets. Ye Mo quickly checked the puppets and found that there was a zodiac symbol on them, but it wasn't a rabbit. He jumped to the side of a flying sword.
After searching for a while, Ye Mo found all the long swords with the 12 zodiac patterns. But there were still eight long swords that he hadn't pulled out yet. He shuttled through the continuous attacks of the puppets and pulled out the long swords one by one.
"This is the last long sword!"
Ye Mo landed in front of a long sword. The puppets seemed to have expected that the formation would be broken by Ye Mo. They all raised their weapons and attacked Ye Mo.
At that moment, Xing Yun controlled the puppet to block in front of Ye Mo. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The terrifying attack landed on the puppet, shattering it into pieces. Once again, the puppet charged at Ye Mo.
But Ye Mo's hand was already on the hilt of the sword. He pulled it out.
Clang!
The long sword with the zodiac pattern on it was pulled out. The golden light in the eyes of the puppets disappeared. They fell from the sky one by one, the swords scattered all over the ground.
"That was close!"
Ye Mo saw the sword-wielding puppets lose consciousness one by one. He fell to the ground and gasped for breath. The embryonic form of the white Deity continued to overflow with energy, helping him heal his injuries.
Ye Mo lay on the ground and rested for the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn before he got up. Looking at the puppets around him, he felt a lingering fear in his heart. If they hadn't discovered a puppet with a crack on its wrist and used it to defend for a while, he wouldn't have been able to break through this sword formation.
It seemed that the Ancient Emperor Deity King didn't plan to let anyone enter his altar easily. Or, in other words, he only allowed Immortal Emperors to worship him.
"Phew, that was close. But at least it was a close shave. I should be able to go to the altar now."
Ye Mo said calmly.
"Young Master, take all these puppets and long swords," Xing Yun said.
"These puppets are indeed very strong.
"These puppets are indeed very powerful. If I could control all of them, it would indeed be a powerful force."
Ye Mo waved his hand and the long swords and puppets were all stored in his Xu Mi Ring. Without hesitation, he walked toward the depths of the sword altar.
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