Chapter 219 The most powerful man in the world!
Reviving his body, Song Changming first blocked the attack of the white-eyed corpse puppet. When the blue ice bird approached again, he slashed out with a fire sword energy.
The blue ice bird had half of its ice-crystal-like wings cut off and fell downwards.
But soon, the blue ice bird relied on the fog beast's super regeneration and recovery ability to grow its wings again and fly back into the sky.
"Tsk, trouble." Song Changming glanced at the blue ice bird above and the white-eyed corpse puppet below.
With normal strength, it seems like it will take a long time to kill these two things.
Song Changming didn't want to drag it on any longer, so he pressed his hand on his hidden point and used the secret technique of exploding blood.
The energy and blood all over the body surged!
He just felt like a magic weapon just taken out of the furnace, and like a volcano erupting.
The stronger the physical body and the richer the energy and blood, the more amazing the effect of this blood-exploding secret technique!
“Secret technique!” Ding Yanyun, who was far away, became increasingly uneasy.
Song Changming weighed the dragon-patterned knife in his hand. The blade, which he thought was quite heavy in the past, now felt as light as a hair in his hand.
He took one step forward and performed the Flying Thunder Technique, causing a burst of thunder and lightning all over his body.
Then he bent his knees and exerted force violently, flying up into the air like a cloud and mist, approaching the blue ice bird.
The blue ice bird was frightened and flapped its wings in an attempt to continue flying high, but the next moment, Song Changming slashed out with his sword and directly disemboweled the huge blue ice bird.
The blue ice bird screamed and fell to the ground.
Song Changming flicked his wrist, shattering the frost covering the dragon pattern knife.
At this time, the white-eyed corpse puppet fell to Song Changming, and when his footing was not stable, he attacked again.
But this time, Song Changming responded with a knife, and the one who was knocked away became the white-eyed corpse puppet.
Song Changming turned his feet and slashed out three wind dragon sword energy, completely strangling the blue ice bird.
As soon as the white-eyed zombie stood up, he saw that Song Changming, who was losing his energy and blood, was already close to him.
Vulcan Sword Technique: Vulcan Slash!
With one strike of the sword, the endless flames made Song Changming look like a god of fire.
The white-eyed corpse puppet remained expressionless and slashed towards Song Changming with his sword.
The two swords clashed again, and the result was that the white-eyed zombie was instantly swallowed up by the fire attribute sword energy of Song Changming's sword.
Boom!
Under the flames of the sword, the white-eyed corpse puppet could not bear the huge force attached to the dragon pattern sword, and his knees hit the ground.
With a loud rumbling sound, Song Changming slowly walked out from the fire wave.
His right hand holds the Dragon Pattern Sword, and his left hand holds the sword of the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet.
On the other side, Ding Yanyun did not escape, but just stood there blankly, looking at the white-eyed corpse puppet and blue ice bird that were completely destroyed by Song Changming, still in disbelief.
Song Changming threw out the sword he got in his hand.
The sword carried strong wind, like a ray of silver light, flashing past, piercing Ding Yanyun's torso in an instant, and the blade got stuck on the huge tree behind.
Song Changming finished his secret technique of exploding blood and approached, looking at Ding Yanyun.
"Who is that elder?"
Ding Yanyun did not answer, and only murmured to himself: "That's how corpse refining is, in order to refine a stronger corpse puppet, it's like being possessed.
Like me, I'm being raped outside. There are quite a few people in the sect who kill the materials they like, so I don’t think it’s a shame.”
Song Changming got tired of hearing this. Seeing that Ding Yanyun didn't reply, he raised his knife and killed him.
The elder who took away his brother's body could just investigate later.
If it really went to Guyuan Country, it would be a bit tricky, but sooner or later he would go to Guyuan Country to investigate the matter.
No matter how much time passes, he will not ignore this matter.
After looking at the corpse of the Corpse Refining Sect member on the ground, taking away the mist gold and money bag from him, and then looking at the body of the white-eyed corpse puppet that was accelerating decay, Song Changming let out a long sigh.
The blood-exploding secret technique is indeed powerful, but the cost of fighting for just such a moment is not small.
This secret technique itself cannot be used for a long time, otherwise the overdraft will be too serious.
Being able to force him to use the blood-exploding secret technique was already a fierce battle for him.
Song Changming couldn't help but look up at the top of the mountain.
The white-eyed corpse puppet in Ding Yanyun's hands is extremely powerful, but looking at the entire Corpse Refining Sect, even on this mountain, can the strength of his white-eyed corpse puppet be ranked high?
"It's still not strong enough," Song Changming said to himself.
Looking at the world, he is already regarded as a top powerhouse, and it is difficult to find an opponent who can give him a high look.
But in this super high-end game of hidden mass competition, he still felt the pressure and shortcomings.
Just as he was thinking this, two figures suddenly fell from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, and then fought all the way from the mountainside to where Song Changming was.
One of the figures turned out to be a beautiful woman dressed in purple. The woman holds a long sword and can sweep out patches of purple light with every movement of her hands and feet.
She floated all the way, tapping the branches of the giant tree with her toes, just like the fairy on earth, spending time in the sky.
And another figure was like a tiger going down the mountain, rushing all the way, chasing the beautiful woman.
Song Changming could clearly see that the figure chasing after him was a corpse.
It was neither a black-eyed corpse puppet nor a white-eyed corpse puppet. It was filled with thick earthy smoke, and its pupils were actually golden, like two golden gems embedded in it.
Its appearance made Song Changming's heart beat wildly.
This corpse puppet was definitely a more powerful existence than the white-eyed corpse puppet. The mere moment of its appearance made him palpitate inexplicably.
His intuition told him that he shouldn't stay here for a long time!
Just when Song Changming was about to retreat, Su Yuehan caught a glimpse of the battlefield of the disciples at the foot of the mountain not far away. He immediately stopped, turned around like a purple butterfly and flew down, and stamped his palm towards the corpse.
The yellow-eyed corpse puppet suddenly bent down and jumped up, rushing straight towards Su Yuehan.
Su Yuehan's palm did not land on the corpse puppet, but the strength of his palm caused the yellow-eyed corpse puppet that had just rushed into the air to fall into the ground.
There was a loud noise, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground.
The entire mountain shook violently!
“So strong!” Song Changming was stunned.
This body's internal energy cultivation is something that even he can't catch up with.
Even a warrior at the fourth level of Qi Refining should not have such power and strength.
He estimated that it was at least the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining!
Qi refining realm, one level at a time!
Looking at the Great Han Martial World, this is the most powerful person in the world. Even in the Heaven Ranking, he must be at the forefront!
The yellow-eyed corpse puppet stood up from the big palm print, the golden light in his eyes became more intense, and with a low roar, he pounced on Su Yuehan again.
Even though this corpse puppet had been hit hard, there was no damage on it.
At most, the hazy smoke surrounding him was a bit heavier.
Song Changming discovered that this yellow-eyed corpse puppet did not seem to have inherited much martial arts attainments during its lifetime. It relied solely on its terrifyingly strong body to fight as if instinctively.
The strength, agility and reflexes are the best that Song Changming has ever seen!
Even if Song Changming used the blood-exploding secret technique again, in a state beyond the limit, his physical strength would still be inferior to this corpse puppet.
If nothing else, this corpse puppet simply showed its strength. The strength erupted from its fists and feet was at least over 100,000 kilograms!
Fortunately, as an opponent, the woman's internal energy was strong enough.
With his profound inner energy cultivation and extremely exquisite martial arts attainments, he was able to suppress the corpse puppet's counterattacks and blast it into the ground again and again.
Potholes appeared one after another on the mountain.
"Terrible!" Song Changming murmured.
"Of course it's scary. One is a yellow-eyed corpse puppet from the Corpse Refining Sect, and the other is the deputy sect master of Wangyue Pavilion, Fairy Yuehan. How can it not be scary?"
As soon as Song Changming finished speaking, a very sudden voice came from behind.
Song Changming was startled, and almost instinctively slashed backward with his sword. A huge tree a few meters away was cut straight through by his sword energy.
The sword energy penetrated through and hit the figure hidden behind the giant tree.
Just when his sword energy was about to hit the figure, the sword energy suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
The figure was unscathed.
"Song, Brother Song, don't be violent, but remember." The voice came again, saying with a bit of panic.
The giant tree fell over, and a man who was holding his head in a panic ran out, as if he was afraid of being hit on the head by the giant tree.
Song Changming looked intently.
"It's you?!"
The person in front of me looks relatively young, dressed as a scholar, carrying a wooden box on his back, and holding a short black iron rod in his hand.
There are also special energy fluctuations faintly scattered on it, indicating that this is no ordinary iron rod.
He just noticed clearly that the sword energy he slashed disappeared out of thin air after it touched the iron rod.
The energy of the sword seemed to be absorbed by the iron rod, leaving the weak-looking scholar unscathed.
(End of chapter)