Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight for Me

Walking to the front of the puppet formation, Zhou Xing circulated the full zhenqi in his body, then gathered the qi to transform into a dragon, and circulated at a faster speed in the meridians. Finally, he assumed the posture of Guanyun Fist.

He has practiced Guanyunquan for a short time, and he has never had the opportunity to observe clouds and understand the boxing, but his comprehension on the way of boxing and kicking is not bad, and he is somewhat sure at this moment.

The puppet array is divided into ten layers, with ten people on each layer. After three people entered the formation, the ten puppets immediately surrounded them and punched each other.

Although Ouyang Ke's fists and feet are good, he is not a dual cultivation of spirit and body after all. He mostly relies on skills and spiritual weapons when fighting. At this time, he is holding the sword in his hand, and spits out a half-foot-long thick sword glow from the front of the sword tip.

Stabbing, chopping, hanging, pulling, hooking, and picking, a sword makes it impermeable to the wind and rain, but no matter whether it is the tip of the sword or the light of the sword, when it touches the puppet's body, it can only make a ding-ding sound, and it cannot damage it at all.

"These puppets have been sacrificially refined, let's not fight, and charge forward as much as possible!" Ouyang Ke said loudly, protecting Han Yue with all his strength.

In fact, Zhou Xing knew that he didn't need to tell him that the fists that could knock people flying could only make them take a step or two back when they fell on puppets.

With heavy fist shadows and bursts of sword light, the three of them moved forward with difficulty and broke through to the fourth floor. The only advantage of this puppet formation is that as long as they enter a new floor, the puppets on the previous floor will stop attacking and return to their original positions. The opponents of the three will always be only ten. But on the fourth floor, Zhou Xing felt strenuous, and Ouyang Ke even exclaimed: "These ten people are just getting a glimpse of high-level cultivation!"

Zhou Xing was punched and kicked a few times very quickly, but fortunately he was resisted by the real dragon spirit, so he was fine, but his fist hit the puppets, and the puppets remained unmoved.

Han Yue, who was caught between the two, could not help at all. She could only hold the sword tightly and follow the two of them closely.

When the three of them broke into the seventh floor in embarrassment, they were all injured a little bit, and the puppets on this floor all had weapons in their hands, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, of different types.

Without further ado, Ouyang Ke immediately took out something from the spirit ring, which was a small porcelain bowl, and put it on Han Yue's head, a layer of white aura immediately wrapped her whole body.

"Quick! This porcelain bowl can only last for one stick of incense!" Ouyang Ke reminded.

It was too bad for the palm of the hand against the sword, Zhou Xing was also in a hurry, and took out the Iron Heart Cauldron, punched with one hand, and swung the cauldron with the other, unexpectedly he also punched in a decent manner, vigorously.

The Iron Heart Cauldron is indeed extraordinary, and the sword cannot hurt it in the slightest.

Zhou Xing was happy with his new discovery,

This treasured cauldron can refine medicine, block swords, and smash people. It is multi-purpose, a treasure among treasures! Zhou Xing immediately decided that he would practice this tripod instead of any weapons in the future, and he would create a set of unique tripod techniques for future generations to look up to.

The two were at their wits' end, and by chance they passed the seventh and eighth floors. When they entered the ninth floor, Ouyang Ke suddenly shouted: "Be careful! They are all at the peak of the First Glimpse Realm!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xing also broke out in a cold sweat. He circulated the real dragon energy to the extreme, but he still couldn't resist the fierce attack of the ten puppets.

"Bang bang bang!..."

Zhou Xing suffered repeated losses and was beaten so dizzy that blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. But Ouyang Ke's situation was even worse, he had to defend Han Yue while resisting the attack, he got more punches, kicks and swords, his purple robe was stained red with blood.

Han Yue couldn't take it anymore, sobbed loudly, and said, "Leave me alone! Run!"

Zhou Xing couldn't stand this the most, he was so angry that he yelled angrily, "Shut up!"

After all, he put away the Iron Heart Cauldron and used his fleshy palm to face the enemy again, but this time, there was a layer of redness on his palm, which flickered on and off, making it look very unstable.

This layer of red energy is the result of Zhou Xing's ingenuity, forcibly fusing true energy and spiritual energy. It is extremely powerful, but because he is not very skilled in manipulating it, he hurts others as well as himself.

"Boom!" Zhou Xing hit the puppet with a punch, and immediately let out a deafening roar. The unshakable puppet retreated three steps in a row, and its heart was sunken by more than half an inch.

Ouyang Ke was shocked, but immediately overjoyed. Seeing that he blasted away two puppets one after another, he hurriedly dragged Han Yue who was still crying and rushed out.

Zhou Xing's fist was full of blood, like two bloody steamed buns, fighting endlessly!

"Go!" Ouyang Ke yelled.

Only then did Zhou Xing regain his composure, and rushed out of the encirclement with the two of them.

Arriving at the tenth floor in a blink of an eye, Ouyang Ke felt apprehensive for the first time, hesitating whether to enter the battle.

"Trust me once, just charge forward!" Zhou Xing was full of fighting spirit, his eyes were fiery, he pressed the spirit ring with his hand, opened his mouth, and a long river of spiritual energy transformed from the spiritual energy pill fiercely crashed into his mouth.

Ouyang Ke's heart froze, he grabbed Han Yue firmly and entered the battle.

The ten puppets on the last floor quickly formed an impeccable formation like menacing gods, and swung their swords at the two of them fiercely.

At the critical moment, Zhou Xing, who had already soared into the air, held his back with one hand and moved forward with the other, with only his index finger sticking out, praying silently in his heart, and sternly shouted:

"Make it to me!"

For a moment, Zhou Xing felt the real energy in his body surge out, and after landing, he didn't even have the strength to stand still.

And those ten puppets stopped their movements immediately, all of them maintained their previous postures, like wood carvings and clay sculptures.

Ouyang Ke was terrified, seized this precious time, pulled one with each hand, and rushed out at a flying speed.

As soon as the three of them left the formation, the ten of them resumed their actions, returned to their original positions, and remained motionless again.

"Good job!" Ouyang Ke was so excited, he put his arms around Zhou Xing and patted him hard.

Zhou Xing pushed him away angrily, and said, "You slapped him and vomited blood!"

Ouyang Ke was still very excited, and kept saying: "What is that trick, tell me quickly!"

"It's more than a hundred middle-grade spiritual energy pills, your uncle's." Zhou Xing said with pain when he thought of this.

"Stingy, I will supply you later!" Ouyang Ke said with a smile, "If you encounter difficulties in the future, use this trick again!"

Zhou Xing rubbed his nose and said with a guilty conscience, "This trick works sometimes and sometimes doesn't work."

Ouyang Ke's eyes widened instantly.

Han Yue apologized: "It's all caused by me, I'm a burden."

Zhou Xing shook his head and said: "Don't say such things in the future, no one is a burden."

Han Yue looked at Zhou Xing, and nodded with a vague understanding.

After struggling through the puppet formation, several people were very tired, but they did not dare to rest for a moment, so they quickly replenished their spiritual energy by swallowing the spiritual energy pill.

Ouyang Ke ate the most. He opened his mouth like a bottomless pit, and he ate dozens of them in a short while. Seeing Zhou Xing's heart dripping with blood, he couldn't help saying angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, eat to death! You're still bragging about your aura!" Too rich to be suppressed, sleep is too difficult, suppress a fart! Break a fart!"

Ouyang Ke didn't even talk back, and ate more happily.

Zhou Xing's eyes were burning, and he really wanted to rush over to stop this guy from devouring his first pot of gold.

Unknowingly, the three of them walked a long way again, and as their spirits recovered quickly, their pace gradually accelerated.

"Buzz!...Buzz!..."

Mud's body suddenly had a vision, and its size was one size larger than before.