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rally a faint red spiritual energy above the fist edge.

Frowning slightly, Mu Zixin shook his hands lightly, and his sword power burst out, suddenly knocking back the two puppets.
“Is it a puppet with strings? It’s such an amazing control skill. If you just look at it with the naked eye, you can’t see any difference in its movements and body shape from ordinary people.”
The two puppets were blown far away by the powerful sword power, and fell heavily to the ground in a cloud of dust. The reinforced magic circle arranged by Zhu Peng seemed to be completely useless, unable to dissipate and dissipate the terrifying and extremely solid sword power.
Talking softly to himself, Mu Zixin slowly turned his gaze to Zhu Peng, his tone was gentle, but his eyes were filled with ice, which reminded people of the terrible snow disaster that froze countless creatures to death. , cold, almost heartless.
Chang Xiao almost subconsciously stood up and blocked Zhu Peng behind him. In the past several robberies, he had always been so cooperative, even though he knew that Zhu Peng’s close combat power was actually no weaker than his own. .
But Chang Xiao knows better that his mid-range and long-range controlled killing is simply incomparable to Zhu Peng, so he can only serve as a human shield. This is not only a matter of the configuration of the condensed Taoism, but also a matter of overall situation and ambition. Consider.
Although Chang Xiao often secretly wonders why Zhu Peng, who is obviously much younger than him, can be so calm and frighteningly energetic, and can hardly make mistakes in the general layout.
“It’s an amazing idea and thought. It’s possible to practice such a heretical way as string puppets to such an advanced level. It would be a pity not to devote this heart to practice.”
Squinting at the eight human-like puppets with no flaws at all, Mu Zixin’s originally dull and indifferent eyes gradually became filled with murderous excitement.
The man in blue robe slowly walked towards Zhu Peng. The closer he got, the more obviously the murderous intent in his eyes became. This excitement even made his originally extremely pale cheeks dyed with a layer of excitement. Almost sickly Yin Hong.
/“Why is the sword in my hand so thirsty for your blood? Why, as soon as I see you, I have an unbearable urge to kill you.”
/After finishing his hoarse and incomprehensible words, Mu Zixin’s body leaped into the air at an extremely frightening speed. He quickly spun in mid-air, holding two swords, spinning rapidly like a top to kill the group of puppet machines in front of him.
In a daze that lasted only a moment, the eight remaining closed puppet machines seemed to explode from the middle. They all jumped into the air and exploded, shooting out in all directions like eight cannonballs.
The monks of the Scarlet Shadow Immortal Sect were already in chaos when they discovered Sun Moon Sword Mu Zixin. Some of them went crazy, completely abandoning the enemy they were fighting with all their strength just now, and roared and surroun