The flute turned again, changing the tune.

The female puppet who was still letting Feng Chenglin slaughter her suddenly jumped up, smashed away from Feng Chenglin frantically, and rushed towards Ling Luoyu.

"Oh...you dare to come at me!"

A thin light flashed from the bottom of Ling Luoyu's eyes, his fingertips moved slightly, and the soul blade spun around, killing the puppet that was coming up.

"Fatty, avoid it!"

Feng Chenglin retreated quickly: "You will wait..."

Seeing that Ling Luoyu meant that he wanted to use a sharp knife to slash the chaos and act on these female puppets.

Imagining the disgusting bodily fluids in those female puppets, he hurriedly avoided.

Otherwise, if you don't die, you will be injured, and you will lose more than you gain!

Behind him, the soul blade slayed the female puppets fiercely.

As the soul blade passed, the corpse flew across, splashing body fluids.

The pupils of Zhao Sheng in the distance shrank instantly, and immediately laughed out: "It's a magic weapon, it's really different to use!"

However, the words of praise were not over yet, the Soul Blade suddenly changed direction and attacked and killed him towards his hiding place.

There was a sudden pause in his words, and he quickly swept back.

"boom!"

The soul blade slammed into the boulder he was hiding in, and the stone shattered.

Ling Luoyu's purpose was to force Zhao Sheng out.

One move succeeded, no further pursuit.

"Friend, what's the point of hiding and watching the excitement? Why don't you come out and have fun together..." Ling Luoyu stood elegantly, hooked his fingertips, and recalled the soul blade.

Feng Chenglin rushed into the pile of corpses of the female puppet: "I said... brother, are you still there?"

All the corpses that caught the eye were scraps, which looked disgusting.

I don't know if the immortal guy is dead this time!

"puff"

A corpse was pushed away, and the man showed half of his body embarrassedly.

"not yet"

If he could die so easily, it would be God's favor for him.

but--

"I said, the weapon used by that brother... seems unusual. I wonder if you can do me a favor?"

"What's busy?"

"Can you kill me... see if I can die!"

"...This request, you should go find her yourself!"

Feng Chenglin waved his hand, threw back the corpse that had been lifted up, and walked straight ahead--

In vain, he was still worried that this guy would accidentally be injured under the soul blade!

Unexpectedly, they turned out to be begging for death by themselves!

That being the case, that's a shit!

The man was a little confused: "What's wrong? I said something wrong?"

Seeing that Feng Chenglin had already walked away, he quickly got up and ran after him.

After being forced out by the Soul Blade, Zhao Sheng did not hide anymore, but stood on the top of the tree, squinting at Ling Luoyu and the others condescendingly.

"Boy, you forced me out, don't you want to ask for mercy, let me spare your life?"

"Pray for mercy? You are in our palm now, right?" Feng Chenglin laughed exaggeratedly and pointed behind him: "Look at your subordinates...the puppets are all in our hands! You think, those Puppets can't handle us, can you handle it alone?"

Zhao Sheng's laughter is comparable to Feng Chenglin's: "Haha...you think I will do it alone to deal with the three of you?"

The wind became fierce, and he said louder and louder: "Why? Do you still have helpers? Could it be those brothers on your mountain? Please, these puppets are not our opponents. Do you think... your brothers can Can withstand our attack?!"