My Master Is a God

After seeing that the black and white puppet outside could not find him and stood on the edge of the altar again, Yang Yiyun also took back his spiritual consciousness.

The injury on his butt was quickly restored to its original state with the water of life, but it was simply a shame for Yang.

I never thought that one day I would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by two unconscious puppets, and even get shot in the buttocks. It was a bit embarrassing just thinking about it.

"No, I don't believe that I can't deal with two puppets. Grandma's living person can be suffocated to death by dead things."

After muttering, Yang Yiyun began to think of a solution.

"Does the old man's puppet have any weaknesses?" Yang Yiyun knew that the master was in another place in the Qiankun Pot. Although he could not see him, the master and apprentice could communicate with the Qiankun Pot as a medium. As the saying goes, the old is still the hotter, so ask The old man was absolutely right.

"Hehe~ Only now did you remember to ask the puppet man about his weakness? It turns out that he gained wisdom after suffering a loss, which is not bad, haha~" Yuntian Xie laughed happily.

"Damn old man, I almost died, and you're still laughing?" Yang Yiyun was furious.

"What else will happen? Can you make me cry?"

"you……"

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let me tell you now. The weakness of the puppet is actually very obvious. It is the inscription on the heart. There is an inscription formation on the chest of the puppet. It is also the place where spiritual stones are stored. As long as you are in the place where the puppet's heart is. With one blow, the puppet's energy will be basically released, and it will be yours after it's over~"

"It's a puppet~"

"Whether they are people or puppets, you have to suppress them first. The energy of the puppet inscription formation is about to be exhausted. If you still can't handle it, then go home and farm as soon as possible~"

"You old man is looking down on me? Wait and see~"

Yang Yiyun felt unhappy when his master looked down on him. He knew that the old man had already told the puppet man's weaknesses, and if he still couldn't figure it out, he would be a loser.

Although he knows the weakness of the puppet, he knows that it is not easy to get close. This is the time to test his strength.

No matter it is hidden in the Qiankun Pot, it is a big advantage for Yang Yiyun. He can make a surprise attack. If he grasps it well, he can take down one of the puppets in one fell swoop.

After a fight before, I believe that the energy of the two puppets will be weakened after they have been exhausted. Now is his chance.

Yang Yiyun, who was quarreling with his master, was also recovering his mana. He would use his peak mental state to face the next battle.

A surprise attack like this can only be used once, and at most it can only suppress one puppet. The opportunity is not easy, so Yang Yiyun does not dare to be careless.

The injury was restored by the water of life, and Yang Yiyun directly swallowed a spirit peach to replenish the consumed energy. Although taking the spirit peach now has little effect on improving his cultivation, it is comparable to the superior pill in replenishing the consumed energy. medicine.

After taking a spiritual peach, the energy consumed before was quickly replenished, and the mental state returned to its peak.

Then Yang Yiyun was ready to rush out. The dragon-slaying sword appeared in his left hand, and his true energy was mobilized to the extreme. The black and yellow sword energy was also mobilized. His right hand bone magical power could be used at any time. This time, he didn't ask for the two puppets to be defeated, he only wanted to defeat them. One of them, and even a head-on confrontation with the other one is nothing to worry about.

After the savings were ready to be used, Yang Yiyun had a thought and walked out of the Qiankun Pot the next moment.

"Reach for the stars, grab the moon, steal the sky~"

The three hand bone magical powers all went towards the black-armored puppet, and at the same time, a sword with his left hand stabbed directly into the chest of the black-armored puppet.

The movement and magical power of Jiuji Tianya Gong was also running under his feet. After all, under the sneak attack, the puppet was unconscious and his reaction was a beat slower. Plus Yang Yiyun's speed advantage, it was like serving the master with a flurry of punches. When the black-armored puppet When Yang Yiyun regained consciousness and counterattacked, Yang Yiyun's three-strike supernatural hand and sword had already reached the heart of the black-armored puppet man.

"Boom, boom, boom~" The three-strike supernatural hand struck the black-armored puppet, making a dull sound.

"Bump~" The dragon-slaying sword also struck with one blow, and Yang Yiyun immediately saw that the inscription on the black-armored puppet's heart dimmed instantly.

He knew from the corner of his mouth that the black-armored puppet was finished.

At this time, he felt a strong wind behind him. At this moment, he knew that the attack of the white-armored puppet was coming. With a movement of his feet, he instantly dodged three meters away from the altar.

This time, he was well prepared, how could he be shot again.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye. The calculation started from Qiankun Pot, and now Yang Yiyun is tensed.

Naturally, the white-armored puppet's attack time is taken into account, so he won't suffer the same loss a second time.

After instantly dodging three meters away from the altar, Yang Yiyun stopped.

At this time, the white-armored puppet stopped and never left the altar.

Yang Yiyun knew that if the white-armored puppet at this moment was controlled by someone, it would definitely fly down from the altar and chase him.

Fortunately, it is a puppet that has been around for an unknown number of years. It has long been no longer controlled by its master. At most, it has a fixed willpower to guard the altar and is not allowed to leave more than three meters of the altar.

At this moment, the black-armored puppet was like a robot without electricity. After he struck a sword in the heart, all the remaining energy was exhausted. Now it is completely motionless and has been successfully suppressed.

Looking at the white-armored puppet who returned to the altar and stood in its original position, Yang Yiyun laughed.

It would be easy to handle if there was only one left, but Qi still had many restrictions. Even if Zhao Yue Yuanying existed, he was confident that he would be exhausted.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yiyun prepared to deal with the white-armored puppet. This time he planned to fight head-on and fight with the white-armored puppet. Anyway, he could barely take the attack from the white-armored puppet.

The white-armored puppet will consume the remaining energy due to powerful attacks again and again. Yang Yiyun believes that it will still be him who laughs in the end.

It is said that he has the Sun Moon Universe Armor on his body, which is strong enough to withstand a few beatings.

After his body moved, Yang Yiyun raised his dragon-slaying sword and slashed it at the white-armored puppet.

Stepping within three meters, the white-armored puppet stabbed him with a spear.

"Boom~"

The clash of guns and swords exploded, and powerful energy fluctuations erupted between the two.

Yang Yiyun's arms were numb, and he quickly withdrew three meters away from the backstage after a blow.

His arms were numb and his body was churning with infuriating energy, but Yang Yiyun managed to withstand the blow from the white-armored puppet, and to his delight, the white-armored puppet's strength had dropped compared to before.

In his first fight with the white-armored puppet, in addition to numbness in his arms, a broken jaw, blood spurting from his mouth, and unstable Qi and blood, this time it was just numbness in his arms and chaos in his Qi.

Once successful, the second time will be easier. After sorting out the true energy with the running technique, Yang Yiyun launched the second attack.

"touch~"

After returning from this retreat, Yang Yiyun only felt numbness in his arms, his true energy was no longer chaotic, and the power of the white-armored puppet weakened again.

The third time, Yang Yiyun and the white-armored puppet were equally matched.

The fourth attack gained the upper hand.

In the fifth attack, Yang Yiyun knocked the white-armored puppet down from the altar.

At this time, Yang Yiyun smiled. The inscription on the heart of the white-armored puppet had become extremely dim. However, he did not stop for a while. He ate a spiritual peach to replenish his energy. After five head-to-head encounters, he not only used the dragon-slaying sword, but also used the magical power of the right hand bone and the near-end of the world. The energy, body, and skills are exerted on each other, and the consumption of true energy in the body is also very alarming.

Anyway, the defeat of the white-armored puppet has been decided, so he is not in a hurry, and first replenishes himself with the spiritual energy of the spiritual peach.

At this time, Yang Yiyun secretly rejoiced that there were treasures such as spiritual peaches in the Qiankun Pot. The spiritual energy contained in the seeds was so pure that there was almost no need to deliberately refine it. It could be quickly transformed into the true energy of the period, and a big one was created. Lingtao contains enough energy.

Half an hour later, after the spiritual peach was refined and the true energy was restored to perfection, Yang Yiyun opened his eyes, shot out his energy, stood up in a flash, and launched his sixth attack on the white-armored puppet.

"Boom~"

The white-armored puppet, which was not Yang Yiyun's opponent, had gained strength. After the sixth head-on collision with Yang Yiyun, it flew out and landed directly more than ten meters away from the main hall. It fell to the ground and never got up again.

Yang Yiyun knew that the white-armored puppet's energy was exhausted.

However, he was still worried and moved over to check. Sure enough, the inscriptions on the hearts of the white-armored puppet and the black-armored puppet lost a trace of luster. This was a reflection of the exhaustion of energy in the puppets' bodies.

"Grandma's legs, it's really not easy."

Yang Yiyun looked at the white-armored puppet and muttered as he wiped away his sweat.