Chapter 1297： Reinforcements from both sides

"Ignorance? Arrogance? I really want to know, where does your confidence come from!" The **** puppet who rushed here first flicked his sword and moved forward quickly.

Because of the fast speed, the faces of the swordsmen of the previous Heavenly Sword God Sect were slightly startled. If you simply compare the attack speed of the flesh, there is still a big gap between them and this weird puppet!

The opponent's speed was really fast, and in a blink of an eye he rushed in front of a young swordsman. The long sword in his hand swung violently, and it slashed directly at the opponent's door.

The young swordsman only had time to react slightly, the whole man had just moved a short distance, and the sharp long sword was chopped down.

The next second, gold and iron collide, sparks splashing everywhere.

The flying sword beside the young man automatically intercepted the chopping path of the **** puppet's long sword, blocking the fatal blow.

However, in the next second, the face of the young man of the Heavenly Sword God Sect changed drastically, because he saw that the sharp long sword that the opponent had cut on his long sword was suddenly entangled with lightning that twitched like a snake.

"Enchant weapon!" The young man was shocked, and folded his hands before he could think about it. In the next instant, a magical shield appeared in front of him, which looked almost as small as a magical defense barrier.

The   God puppet saw that the lightning strike had no effect on this defensive shield, dodged and avoided the two flying swords flying from the side, and stepped back for several steps before stabilizing his figure.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the white-clothed swordsmen who were ready for battle. A magic circle immediately appeared in his other hand, and a ball of flames wrapped around his long sword again.

Every white-clothed swordsman here has the strength to fight him, which he never expected.

But he can't retreat, because the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire don't have the option of fleeing in embarrassment. What's more, he is just a puppet, a puppet for consumption!

The old man of the Heavenly Sword God Sect found that this puppet with extremely large energy fluctuations was actually weaker than he had estimated, and his face inevitably showed a smug expression.

He used to estimate according to the fluctuation of magic power, the combat power of this weird puppet should be about the same as his.

Facts have proved that although the energy fluctuations seem to be huge, the combat effectiveness of this weird puppet is actually not much different from that of an ordinary swordsman.

Therefore, he felt that he had looked at this world a bit before, because the so-called powerhouse in this world did not seem to be very good. From the understanding and use of spiritual energy, the opponent is obviously not at the same level as the Heavenly Sword God Sect, even if he has something The amount of spiritual energy can't exert the same amount of power.

But what he didn’t know was that the main reason why **** puppets are easy to be discovered and easily sensed is actually because **** puppets themselves use a lot of energy to preserve their mental power and manipulate the puppet’s body.

However, this weird puppet still has a bunch of secrets that he is interested in, such as the kind of attack that can make weapons entangled with Thunder, for example, what does the puppet itself rely on for its operation.

"A few people come together! Let's catch him first!" The old man narrowed his eyes and gave an order.

After hearing his order, the swordsmen who had not planned to join the battle circle stepped forward and surrounded the lonely **** puppet.

Before they started to attack, the white-haired old man's expression was obviously taken aback, because he had already felt that not far away, there were several powerful auras appearing at the edge of his perception range.

Soon, these powerful energy fluctuations approached here. The white-haired old man frowned, and he suddenly had a hunch that this world may not be as simple as he thought.

Of course it’s not easy, because a few seconds later, several **** puppets fell from the air and stood beside the **** puppet who had pulled out the long sword and fought for a round.

One of the petite goddess puppets asked, "What's the matter? They did it?"

The **** puppet who drew out the long sword snorted and replied: "You are too slow! They are not only doing hands, but they also want to kill me, so they can study and study!"

"This way...then there is nothing to say." The goddess puppet drew out the long sword after she said, her long sword was shining magically, and immediately wrapped in flames.

The other **** puppet on the other side also drew a long sword, but on his blade, thunder magic was beating.

In the surprised eyes of all the swordsmen in white clothes, several more **** puppets swooped down from the air and landed in their encirclement.

Vaguely, the number of these **** puppets is already a lot. On the side of the white swordsman, the sparse encircling circle seemed a bit ventilated from all sides.

"Even...there are so many..." The white-clothed old man frowned slightly. He hadn't expected that this magical world would have so many weird puppets, possessing the mighty strength of their master swordsman.

He really wants to know who it is, what kind of powerhouse it is, such a bad taste, and so many weird puppets.

Unfortunately, no one answered him these questions now, because the battle was about to start, and everyone's expressions were very solemn.

The old man snorted coldly, and laughed: "Hahaha! Good! You are not too few! But...there are more people than the Heavenly Sword God Sect? You are so ridiculous!"

He reached out and smashed a jade talisman, and more swordsmen in white clothes began to walk out of the beam of light. Seeing that there were hundreds of white-clothed swordsmen before, there would be more than 1,000 people.

Hundreds of **** puppets have already gathered. The leading **** puppet looked at more and more white-clothed swordsmen around, then looked at the laughing old man, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you sure? The Ailanhill Empire...more than people?"

After finishing speaking, he took out a radio communication device, and then asked the device: "When will the reinforcements arrive? There are more enemies than expected...Yes, elves are good, so are demons..."

After speaking, he stuffed the radio device into his pocket, and loudly ordered all the **** puppets around: "Ready to fight!"

"Fireball technique! Thunder and lightning technique" With the loud singing, all the **** puppets played brilliant magic, and the white swordsmen also drove the ancient swords on their shoulders, and the flying swords flashed on the battlefield instantly...Both sides Soon they were fighting together, and the golden and iron cried together tragically.