My Master is a God - Chapter 671

[Chapter 671 It’s Not Easy]

Seeing that the black and white puppets outside couldn’t find him, Yang Yiyu also withdrew his spiritual consciousness after standing on the edge of the altar again.

The injury on his buttocks soon recovered as it was before under the repair of the water of life, but it was simply a shame for Yang.

I never thought that one day I would be forced into such a mess by two unconscious puppets, and I was shot in the buttocks. It was a bit embarrassing to think about it.

“No, I don’t believe that I can’t deal with the two puppets. Can a living person be suffocated to death by a dead thing?”

After muttering, Yang Yiyu began to think of a way.

“Does the old man’s puppet have any weaknesses?” Yang Yiyu knew that his master was in another place in the Qiankun Pot. Although he couldn’t see him, the master and apprentice could communicate with the Qiankun Pot as a medium. As the saying goes, the old man is still the best, and asking the old man is definitely right.

“Hehe~ You stinky boy only remembered to ask about the puppet’s weaknesses now? It turns out that you learn a lesson from your mistakes. Not bad, haha~” Yun Tianxie laughed gloatingly.

“You old man, I almost lost my life, and you’re still laughing?” Yang Yiyu was furious.

“What else? Are you going to make your master cry?”

“You…”

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. Now I’ll tell you. The weakness of the puppet is actually very obvious. It’s the inscription on the chest. There is an inscription formation on the chest of the puppet, which is also the place where the spirit stones are stored. As long as you hit the puppet’s heart, the puppet’s energy will basically be released, and then it will be yours~”

“It’s a puppet~”

“No matter whether it’s a human or a puppet, you have to suppress them first. The energy of the puppet inscription formation is about to run out. If you can’t handle it, then go home and farm~”

“You old man, you look down on me? Wait and see~”

Yang Yiyu was very unhappy to hear the words of contempt and disdain from his master. He knew that the old man had told the puppet’s weakness. If he still couldn’t handle it, he would be a waste.

Although he knew the puppet’s weakness, it was not easy to get close to him. This was the time to test his strength.

No matter how he hid in the Qiankun Pot, it was a big advantage for Yang Yiyun. He could launch a surprise attack. If he grasped it well, he could take down one of the puppets in one fell swoop.

After the previous fight, I believe that the energy of the two puppets has been consumed, and their strength will inevitably weaken. Now is his chance.

While bickering with his master, Yang Yiyun was also recovering his mana. He had to use his peak mental state to meet the next battle. For

things like sneak attacks, you can only use it once by surprise, and at most you can only suppress one puppet. The opportunity is very rare, so Yang Yiyun did not dare to be careless.

The injury was restored by the water of life, and the consumed true qi, Yang Yiyun directly swallowed a spiritual peach. Although taking a spiritual peach now has little effect on the improvement of cultivation, it is comparable to a superior elixir for replenishing the consumed true qi.

After taking a spiritual peach, the true qi consumed before was quickly replenished, and the mental state was restored to its peak.

Then Yang Yiyun prepared to rush out. The Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in his left hand. His true Qi was pushed to the extreme, and the Xuanhuang Sword Qi was also mobilized. The hand bone supernatural power of his right hand could be used at any time. This time, he did not ask to knock down both puppets. He only wanted to knock down one of them. The remaining one would not be a problem even if he fought head-on.

After storing and preparing, Yang Yiyun moved his mind, and the next moment he rushed out of the Qiankun pot.

“Picking stars, catching the moon, stealing the sky~”

The three hand bone supernatural powers went to the black-armored puppet man at the same time, and at the same time, the left hand pierced the chest of the black-armored puppet with a sword. His

feet also operated the body movement supernatural power of the “Close to the World” skill. Under the sneak attack, the puppet man was unconscious after all, and his reaction was slower. With Yang Yiyun’s speed advantage, it was like a flurry of punches to serve the master. When the black-armored puppet came back to his senses and counterattacked, Yang Yiyun’s three-strike supernatural power hand and one sword had already reached the heart of the black-armored puppet man.

“Boom boom boom~” The hand of the three-strike magic power slapped the black-armored puppet, making a dull sound.

“Bang~” The Dragon Slaying Sword also hit, and Yang Yiyu saw the inscription on the black-armored puppet’s chest dimmed instantly.

He knew that the black-armored puppet was finished when he smiled.

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

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

Everything happened in a flash. He started to calculate from the Qiankun Pot, and Yang Yiyu has been nervous until now.

Naturally, the attack time of the white-armored puppet was taken into account, and he would not suffer the same loss for the second time.

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

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

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

Fortunately, the puppet had been around for who knows how many years, and it had long lost its master’s control. At most, it had a fixed willpower to guard the altar and was not allowed to leave the altar more than three meters away.

At this moment, the black-armored puppet was like a robot without electricity. After he stabbed it in the chest with a sword, it had exhausted its remaining energy. Now it was completely motionless and had been successfully suppressed.

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

The remaining one would be easy to deal with, and there were still many restrictions. Even if Zhao Yue’s Nascent Soul was present, he had the confidence to consume it to death.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yiyu prepared to deal with the white-armored puppet. This time he was ready to confront it head-on, and fight against the white-armored puppet. Anyway, he could barely take the attack of the white-armored puppet.

The White Armor Puppet will consume its remaining energy due to powerful attacks again and again, and Yang Yiyun believes that he will still be the one who laughs last. Besides,

he has the Sun Moon Universe Armor on him, so he can withstand a few hits.

After moving his body, Yang Yiyun raised the Dragon Slaying Sword and slashed it at the White Armor Puppet.

When he stepped within three meters, the White Armor Puppet really stabbed him with a gun.

“Boom~”

The gun and sword collided and exploded, and powerful energy fluctuations erupted between the two.

Yang Yiyun’s arm was numb, and he quickly retreated three meters away from the backstage after a confrontation.

His arm was numb and his true energy was churning, but Yang Yiyun managed to resist the attack of the White Armor Puppet, and what made him happy was that compared with before, the White Armor Puppet’s strength decreased.

The first time he fought with the White Armor Puppet, in addition to his arm numbness, his knuckles were broken, and blood was gushing out of his mouth, and his blood and qi were unstable. This time, it was only his arm that was numb and his true energy was chaotic.

After one success, the second time will certainly be easier. After running the technique to sort out his true qi, Yang Yiyu launched a second attack.

“Bang~”

This time when he retreated, Yang Yiyu only felt his arm numb, his true qi was no longer chaotic, and the power of the white-armored puppet weakened again.

The third time, Yang Yiyu and the white-armored puppet were evenly matched.

The fourth attack, he had the upper hand.

The fifth attack, Yang Yiyu knocked the white-armored puppet off the altar.

At this time, Yang Yiyu smiled. The inscription on the heart of the white-armored puppet had dimmed extremely, but he did not stop for a while and ate a spiritual peach to replenish his true qi. In the five head-on collisions, he not only used the Dragon Slaying Sword, but also used the right hand bone supernatural power and the body method of the close distance to the end of the world to perform each other, and the true qi consumption in his body was also very amazing. Anyway, the

white-armored puppet was already defeated, and he was not in a hurry. He first replenished himself with spiritual peaches and true qi.

At this time, Yang Yiyu secretly thanked the treasure of the spiritual peach in the Qiankun pot. The spiritual energy contained in it was extremely pure. It almost didn’t need to be deliberately refined. It could be quickly transformed into the true qi in the period. The true qi contained in a large spiritual peach was enough.

Half an hour later, the spiritual peach was refined and the true qi was restored to perfection. Yang Yiyu opened his eyes, and his brilliance burst out. He stood up and launched the sixth attack on the white-armored puppet.

“Boom~”

The white-armored puppet, which was no match for Yang Yiyu, flew backwards after the sixth collision with Yang Yiyu, and landed more than ten meters away from the hall. It fell to the ground and never got up again.

Yang Yiyu knew that the white-armored puppet had run out of energy.

However, he was still worried, and he moved to check. Sure enough, the inscriptions on the chests of the white-armored puppet and the black-armored puppet had no luster, which was the manifestation of the exhaustion of energy in the puppet.

“Grandma’s leg is really not easy.”

Yang Yiyu muttered as he watched the white-armored puppet wipe his sweat.

(End of this chapter)