Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

Was Ji Feng's intention to attack Qu Yang directly?

of course not.

As an evil swordsman, Ji Feng naturally has the trait of doing whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

If there is a shortcut, why not leave it?

Halfway through swinging the knife, Ji Feng didn't use much force at all, he easily turned his wrist, the blade drew an arc in mid-air, and then pointed to the house where Father Song was living.

The scarlet light flickered, and a force full of bloody breath pulled the surrounding air currents, rushing towards the main house together.

Zuo Qiutang didn't even move the soft hair on his forehead, he sacrificed his life to save a lonely person.

She gritted her teeth, and heard Qu Yang say behind her: "Miss Zuo, can you step aside a little? I can't see where the puppet is now."

Zuo Qiutang's face was ugly, and finally took a deep breath, and took a few steps to the side to ensure that Qu Yang's vision would not be obstructed, and then stood there with his neck stiff, unwilling to turn his head.

Under Qu Yang's control, the girl puppet arrived at Father Song's door one step ahead of Jin Qi. It seemed to sink its Qi into the dantian, and it settled all the internal forces that came along the thin line, and its mouth moved.

Ji Feng and Zuo Qiutang's attention was instantly attracted.

The girl's mouth was moving inside, and there was a slight sound, as if something was hidden inside and was about to burst out.

Is it poison fire?

Is it the legendary puppet used by Song Yingchao during his lifetime?

They stared at the girl puppet with bated breath, their eyesight gradually becoming hotter, and through the girl puppet they saw the smooth road behind her.

The girl's puppet's mouth moved a few times quickly, and suddenly opened, a cluster of poisonous fire spewed out, like a raging wave, drowning the bloody knife wind that was rushing towards it in an instant.

Zuo Qiutang was so excited, it was confirmed, this is the legendary puppet of Song Yingchao back then!

She was able to recognize the puppet, Ji Feng naturally saw it too, he hastily turned around, the poisonous flame brushed past him, narrowly avoiding the poisonous flame rushing towards him.The flames rushed towards the newly corroded hole, causing the hole to sink two feet deep.Ji Feng looked at Qu Yang again, with bloodlust in his eyes.

Knowing that there is a legendary puppet protecting him, Qu Yang is not easy to deal with, but Ji Feng is like a bloody wolf who has been aroused, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

With interests at hand, no one wants to back down.

That girl puppet was dangerous, evil and full of temptation.

did you see that?Even a three-legged cat like Song Jiufei, who is so shallow and not even a puppet apprentice, can rely on the legendary puppet to compete with him.

Zuo Qiutang's eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and he took a step back to Qu Yang's side, pursing his lips and smiling, "Brother Song, you are such a powerful puppet...Brother Song?"

Qu Yang's figure wobbled for a moment, his feet paused slightly, and after he managed to stand still, his face turned a little pale, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hands that manipulated the puppets couldn't help shaking.

In the suddenly quiet courtyard, there was a sneer, followed by unscrupulous laughter.

"It turns out that this is the puppet used by Song Yingchao during his lifetime. It's really impressive! Song Jiufei just spit out a poisonous fire, so he can't hold it anymore?"

"Since you are trying to be desperate and desperate, why don't we make a bet to see if I will die first, or your internal strength will be drained by this puppet first! As for the bet..."

Ji Feng glanced back, the girl puppet was still guarding in front of Father Song's room.

"That sick old man in the house who was knocked unconscious by me, is he your father? Why don't we bet on him and the kid who just ran out to tip off the news? If you can't beat me, I'll send them two How about reuniting with you underground?"

"This knife of mine, if it doesn't see blood, it's fine. If it sees blood, how can it be enough for you alone?"

When the words fell to the ground, Ji Feng raised his saber and slashed across the air again.

He didn't dare to get too close to the puppet. Once the girl puppet shot a cold arrow and sprayed poisonous fire, it would be difficult to have enough room to hide.

The puppet and Ji Feng fought back and forth.

But Qu Yang's face became paler and paler, Zuo Qiutang saw that he couldn't get a hand in the battle, so he stayed by Qu Yang's side obediently, at the moment when he was about to exhaust himself, he stretched out his hand to catch him.

Qu Yang reluctantly waved her hand away, his eyes wandered around the courtyard for a moment, and finally settled on the door of Father Song's room. He walked into the room step by step with difficulty, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all, Zuo Qiutang also He wanted to follow in, but he heard Qu Yang speak.

"Miss Zuo, hurry up and go," Qu Yang coughed up blood, and the look in his eyes faded a lot, "I am no better than my ancestors, my internal strength is still weak, and I can't exert the power of this puppet eleven to restrain the evil way The warrior has exhausted all his strength so far. If you don't leave, you may not be able to get out of this door, I don't want to drag you down."

Naturally, Zuo Qiutang would not leave, her beautiful eyes were stained with tears, but she shook her head firmly: "Brother Song, here is the elixir, take it quickly and adjust your breath, I will restrain that evil warrior, I will definitely be able to support it They will be able to come when they arrive at Master."

Qu Yang walked into the house, the inside was chaotic, Father Song lay unconscious on the ground.

With Zuo Qiutang's help, he lifted him up and pulled him under the bed where the legendary puppet was placed. There was a spacious underground passage leading to the outside world.

Qu Yang shook his head, avoiding the elixir that was handed to his lips, and said in a low voice: "It's too late, Miss Zuo, take my father and run away."

"What about you?" Zuo Qiutang choked up, "No! I can't leave you here alone, we can all survive."

"You want me to go? Unless I die."

Her voice was nasal, but resolute, no matter how much others tried to persuade her, she would not be shaken.

Qu Yang had no choice but to sigh: "Miss Zuo, your internal energy is much stronger than this one, would you like to help me?"

Zuo Qiutang nodded without hesitation: "Say it."

"Ahem...Miss Zuo, inject your internal energy into the thin thread in my hand."

When Zuo Qiutang did so, he heard Qu Yang whispering softly: "I don't have much internal energy left, I can only trouble Miss Zuo to control this puppet with me."

"Don't panic, there seems to be a spirit in this puppet. It is human and can hear your inner thoughts clearly. As long as you give a command and the internal strength is enough, it can accurately obey you even if you don't need to move it specially. The command."

Zuo Qiutang's heart skipped a beat, and he transferred his internal energy into the thin thread in Qu Yang's hand, and he really felt a mysterious feeling, as if she really had some kind of connection with that puppet.

And that girl puppet is obedient, no matter what she asks her to do, she will faithfully abide by it, and will do it no matter what.

She fell in love with this feeling almost instantly.

Zuo Qiutang didn't notice that there was no trace of tiredness in Qu Yang's expression at this time, and he looked calmly and indifferently into her frenzied and excited eyes.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

With the infusion of Zuo Qiutang's spiritual energy, Qu Yang's condition improved, but he was not in a hurry. From Zuo Qiutang's point of view, he seemed to be accumulating all her internal energy and waiting for the eruption later.

The puppet was forced by Ji Feng to retreat to the well, and the little man stared at him and gasped for breath. Ji Feng, who obviously had a lot of internal friction, did not move for a long time, as if his internal strength and means had been exhausted, and he was left to be slaughtered .

Ji Feng strode forward dragging the knife, the tip of the knife fell to the ground, the sound of rubbing continued with the steps, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Miss Zuo, get ready." Qu Yang said.

Zuo Qiutang's eyes locked on the puppet in the hospital, and when he heard Qu Yang's words, he instinctively released his inner strength.

Ji Feng knocked the puppet down with a knife, and laughed loudly: "Song Jiufei, let me see, where are you hiding now?"

With the tip of the knife in his hand, he pointed to places where he could shelter and hide: "Here, here? Or..."

Finally, Ji Feng pointed to the house where Father Song lived: "Oh, so it's here, did you plan to die with your father? Tsk, don't be nervous, I will naturally fulfill your wish."

He seemed to have relaxed his vigilance, but his vigilance was still high. He carefully wrapped the puppet with his inner strength, and then took out a special small box.

The girl puppet was lying on his palm, as if she wanted to struggle, but she was powerless.

All the nine levels of traps have been exhausted, and she has no more cards left.

The moment the puppet entered the box with one hand, her small mouth opened slightly, and a gust of wind hit, like the ravaging wind before a storm, blowing towards Ji Feng in an instant.

He resisted subconsciously, but then suddenly came back to his senses.

The puppet's fangs are made of wet wood that has been soaked in poison for many years. Even if the poison is diluted, it will die at the touch of it.

Touch to die...

Ji Feng raised his eyes and saw the gust of wind blown out by the puppet in the entire courtyard, with him as the center, forming an overwhelming tornado, filling the surroundings densely.

The small courtyard of the Song family seemed to be submerged by the vast ocean, and the energy flowed to the surroundings, swallowing up the crooked neck tree, stone table, stone bench, and wellhead.In the end, he even crashed into Father Song's house.

The layer of internal force attached to the body surface was quickly eroded away, Ji Feng thought a lot before his death.

He thought, such a ferocious energy could not be unleashed by that trash like Song Jiufei, and neither could the girl who asked the bookstore, it must be Song Yingchao's backhand.

Alas, after all, it was still a bad move. Before, the flame was used as the carrier of the poison. This time, it was directly the strength of the deep internal force of the top master. Even if the flame can be blocked, this strength is thousands of meters high at a glance, and it is impossible at all. untie.

This should be the ultimate trick of the puppet, right?He's dead, but Song Jiufei may not be able to escape from the ghost gate. The girl who asked the book pavilion is not a kind person. He has seen the burning eyes on the puppet, and he should be...

He didn't have time to think more, like a thin blade of grass being licked by the tongue of fire, leaving not even a trace of ashes in the blink of an eye.

In the main house.

Qu Yang, Zuo Qiutang, and Song Daddy were all hiding in the hole under the bed, and Qu Yang intentionally controlled them, so the strong wind didn't leak in at all.

After a while of silence, Qu Yang said: "Let's go up."

When the board was lifted, Zuo Qiutang popped out of the hole first, and looked out from the half-closed door, only to see that the outside was empty, the house where Song Yuancheng and they lived, together with the sundries that Qu Yang was currently staying in The house and an old crooked-neck tree outside disappeared.

The evil warrior is gone, and the gate to the courtyard is gone. From here, you can see the outside of the street.

Father Song's house was also half eroded, and the whole courtyard was quiet as if a strong wind had passed through, except for the girl puppet lying in the middle of the courtyard.

She is still smiling, sweet and lovely.

Zuo Qiutang turned his head, and Qu Yang, who was beside Father Song, bent one leg, leaned on the soil behind him, closed his eyes and took a nap, looking totally defenseless.

His eyes fell on his hands wrapped with thin thread, Zuo Qiutang's eyes were burning and cold, greed and killing intent intertwined, Lang Hao's hands tightened.

Not surprisingly, she will be the top generation of the world's top masters in the future, and with this puppet in hand, she will be among the top ten masters without any problem.

And as long as Song Jiufei is killed here, the legendary puppet who can understand human nature and come up with endless means, and can even easily kill first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, will be hers.

That legendary puppet, as well as the top ten masters, will be hers...

She took a step forward, swinging the wolf hair like a sword in her hand.