Chapter 231 Pitched battle with puppets

Five puppet masters, five cold swords, five sharp knives began attacking in the same time, all of a sudden, Qin Hao was shrouded in knives. It was the twelfth part of Scarlet Blood Machete Art, the knife with bloody shadow.

"Clang." Qin Hao cried, and the bloody knife in his hand burst into bloom. A knife shadow suddenly turned into a bloody trace, pierced the void with a sharp whistling, rushing to those five knives. "Cling-clang..."

The collision of the knives made a sharp sound, shaking everyone present. After the sound came to an end, the two grappling sides brushed past, standing back to back. At that moment, everything was in a state of silence, and then a gust of wind blew, blowing an endless snarl. "Cling." A sound broke the silence into pieces, followed by five "cling-clangs".

After five sounds, the machete in the puppets' hands all broke, leaving only half of them there and the other half falling to the ground.

And it was not over yet. Another five rustling sounds rang out, and the robes in front of the puppets' chest were all cracked, revealing the knife marks that were apparently visible inside.

"Bang!" The first puppet fell down, followed by four beeping sounds, then other puppets all fell to the ground. At this point, five puppets were taken down. That was the strong point of the knife with a bloody shadow. People who saw this scene in the distance were stunned. Qin Hao was too abnormal. Mu Guangming and his foster son, the man in black robe, expressing a trace of fear, could not help but step a little backward. They couldn't believe it. Qin Hao was so terrible and his strength was abnormal. Now Mu Guangming was completely convinced of the legend about Qin Hao that he could really fight against the masters of the six major sects. Qin Hao had killed a lot of masters in spirit stage who came from the Ancient Martial World, not mention the puppets in the perfection stage. "Garbage!" Qin Hao sneered with arrogance and burst out a sight of coldness towards Mu Guangming behind him. "Old thing. Let me see what you can do!" Qin Hao stepped forward. The bloody knife was trembling fiercely in his hand, which was the sign of eagerness for blood. Mu Guangming did not respond but took a step back. The man in black robe was screaming. When the whistling was over, the puppets that lying behind Qin Hao were standing up in order. Qin Hao stunned, then suddenly turned around, at that time, five figures had already leaped and five broken knives flashed under the sun with a dazzling black cold light, which rapidly expanded in his pupil.

"Hum!" A roar sounded in the sky, the bloody knife turned into a bloody shadow once again, rushing to those puppets. "Cling-clang..."

The bloody shadow and the black mark crossed in the air, the collision of the knives was endless, and the feeling of death was diffused in the air, spreading towards the surroundings. Dead Pneuma was a big trick for the walking dead. It gave people depression, chaos and fear, which made people mad. People were afraid and retreated in fear, losing confidence to continue fighting. It could even make people choking as if they were dying. If an ordinary man faced this Dead Pneuma, it was a definite death, even if powerful masters would be affected, so that they could not exert all the strength. But this was Qin Hao, who had the Earth Spirit Pearl with Yin energy, which contained the Dead Pneuma, and the Pneumaair was its favorite nutrient. As a result, this Dead Pneuma did not affect Qin Hao, even let his Earth Spirit Pearl get the nourishment and begin to excitedly absorb the pneuma of the five puppets.

"Pop-Pop..." The sound of the knife cutting into the body sounded in a row, and after the sound was over, the two persons separated again. This time, the two men did not pass by but faced each other. Qin Hao stared at the five puppets and the wounds on them healed in amazement. This time they didn't even fall, but still stood upright. Although the knives on their hands were all broken, they were still murderous. "Ha ha ha, Qin Hao, you are really powerful, but these puppets are invincible. Is it that easy to kill me? And you want to kill me? Come, come on! Hahaha..."

Mu Guangming saw that Qin Hao couldn't handle these five puppets and then arrogantly spoke. He even believed that he still had an advantage because the puppets were tireless and they could fight endlessly. And Qin Hao was a human being whose strength and energy were limited. No matter how great he was, he still needed to eat and rest. It is impossible to fight endlessly. Therefore, as long as he couldn't get rid of the five puppets, Qin Hao would be the loser forever.

" I will make it happen, since you asked for death." Qin Hao looked at Mu Guangming with cold eyes, making Mu believe that he would be killed, so then rushed to the man in black robe. "Come on, kill him!"

The man in black robe heard the shouting, and then made a few screams with his mouth, which helped him to control the puppets. In the whistling sound, the five puppets culled again. Qin Hao stared at the five approaching shadows, but didn't move this time. He just stood there without the movement to counterattack. What was astonishing was that he also handed the bloody knife to his left hand at the crucial moment.

"What is he doing?" Li Zhanwu, who was watching the battle in the distance, screamed and thought in his mind. Was he going to die? They did not notice that Qin Hao's knife was handed over to the left hand, and the right hand turned outward. The space ring worn on the middle finger turned toward the puppets. He was taking the risk. He thought that the puppet was a dead thing. It was like an unconscious item. The space ring could absorb the items closer to the master under the control of powerful consciousness. Of course, Qin Hao did not know whether the puppet was a dead thing or not. He was just guessing. If it were wrong, then he would directly face the five violent and brutal knives, it would be extremely dangerous. Fortunately, it was magically right. In front of everyone, the five puppets all disappeared in a strange way when they approached close to Qin Hao, as if they had evaporated in the air. "What is going on? Where have the puppets been?" Mu Guangming shouted with fear to the man in black robe. The man in black robe was also amazed, shaking his head in panic, "Father, I, I don't know what's going on." In the world of an urban martial cultivator, there was no space ring. It was just a legend and no one had seen it. People suspected the accuracy of the legend, so the man in black robe had no idea about the situation. Was it possible that Qin Hao knew dark sorcery? What did he do to make the puppets disappear? Thinking that Qin Hao might know the dark sorcery, the man in black robe dared not to face him, he was retreating and simply ignored the scream of Mu Guangming. Qin Hao received five puppets and the bloody knife was handed over to the right hand. When he looked at Mu Guangming again, the murderous cold feeling burst out. "Cover me!" Mu Guangming was scared by Qin Hao's murderous eyes, rushed away with screaming. After all, he was a low-ranking warrior, and the speed was many times faster than that of ordinary people. Plus, it was escaping now, he ran a bit faster.

"Can you run away from me?" Qin Hao snorted, and his figure disappeared in the next moment. In front of him, the speed of Mu Guangming could only be regarded as the speed of the turtle. Mu Guangming only ran out a few meters. Then the wind whistling behind, a bloody wave mark crossed between his legs and instantly passed away. It was so fast that Mu Guangming couldn't feel anything at all, but he continued to run forward. With a popping sound, he suddenly fell to the ground, hitting his head on the ground.

"Ah!" A scream sounded. Mu Guangming stood up with his mouth full of blood. Several bloody teeth flew out of the mouth and landed on the ground. How could he suddenly fall? What happened on earth? It seemed that his leg has something wrong. Thinking of the leg, he trembled fiercely. Huge pain spread from the thigh at this time which scared him to look back. He miserably screamed like a ghost. The sound pierced the sky. "Ah! Ah!"

The screams were full of despair, full of pain, and full of fear. "My legs, my legs!"

His legs were gone, bloodily lying meters away from him. His body under the thigh roots had nothing now. Blood came out from the breakage and quickly stained the ground beneath him. Mu Guangming couldn't accept the fact that his legs were gone. He should not have become disabled, a waste without legs. He extended a heartbreaking sorrow with his broken leg in desperation.

"No, no! My legs, my legs!" On the other side, seeing Qin Hao attacking Mu Guangming, the man in black robe took the opportunity to immediately leap toward Li Zhanwu and others. He knew that he could not run faster than Qin Hao, so had to rush to Li Zhanwu and seized him as a hostage in order to threaten Qin Hao and save himself. Li Zhanwu was also a veteran who had been through the battles. Of course, he knew what the man was thinking. He saw the man in black robe rushing over and slamming and then decisively ordered the soldiers around him to fire. "Tat-tat..."

The fierce gunshot was sounded, and the golden bullet shell flew landed on the ground, making a tinkly sound. The violently sprayed bullets could not stop the man in black robe, only for the slightly delaying their actions. The next moment, the shadow appeared in front of Li Zhanwu. "Back off!" Li Zhanwu was the first to perceive the danger. After all, he was a veteran with experience. He was the first to know what was going on. He roared and stepped backward, and at the same time he pulled out his gun towards the approaching figure, and then fiercely pulled the trigger. "Bang! Bang! Bang!"