Chapter 126 Death in Exchange for Injury

"I want you dead!"

Shi Shou was filled with a strong evil spirit. His figure gradually became thinner, his skin became gray and shriveled, and two long fangs protruded from his mouth.

His appearance was not much different from that of Song Wen when he was a corpse, except that the evil spirit on his body was even stronger.

Shi Shou exerted force on his feet suddenly, and the rocks under his feet suddenly exploded. The whole person shot towards Song Wen like an arrow from a string.

Before he arrived, his palms gathered into claws, and his dark and shiny nails were like sharp iron blades.

Facing the aggressive Shi Shou, Song Wen's face was calm and he was not panicked at all.

The sneak attack of Han Yue Blade just now failed to succeed, which made him a little disappointed, but it was just disappointment.

Song Wen patted the corpse bag on his waist, and the pseudo second-level corpse puppet was summoned.

This corpse puppet had the opportunity to be refined into a real second-level corpse puppet, but Song Wen had just built his foundation for a few days and had not yet collected enough spiritual materials.

The pseudo-second-level corpse rushed towards Shi Shou's corpse. Song Wen did not ask it to stop Shi Shou's corpse, but only to delay it for a while and buy him a little time.

Just when Shi Shou's claws were about to catch Song Wen, a green aura suddenly lit up on Song Wen's body, completely covering Song Wen.

At the same time, the cold moon blade attacked from behind and stabbed Shi Shou's back.

Song Wen also turned into a zombie, with a cold light on his dark palm, grabbing towards Shi Shou's head.

Song Wen's fighting style was to exchange injuries for injuries.

Shi Shou showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth. Just because you are a cultivator who has just entered the foundation-building period, you dare to exchange injuries with him, a veteran who has been building the foundation for twenty years.

Although everyone is in the early stage of foundation building, there is still a big difference.

At this moment, Shi Shou's anger towards Song Wen for destroying the formation had subsided. He suddenly realized that with Song Wen, a foundation-building cultivator, he had no need to plunder the essence and blood from the nine Qi training cultivators.

Song Wen alone was worth all of them combined!

He now had only one thought in his mind, to capture Song Wen, devour the essence and blood from Song Wen, and refine the spiritual power in Song Wen's body to help him break through the middle stage of foundation-building in one fell swoop.

Shi Shou's sharp claws grabbed the bronze Da Lu, sparks flew, and a very uncomfortable piercing sound was made.

Four long claw marks were left on the bronze bell, but it did not break.

After Song Wen broke through the foundation-building stage, the power of "Ten Thousand Poisons Mixed Original Body" also increased, and it actually blocked Shi Shou's full-strength attack.

At the same time, Song Wen's hand was emitting the aura of corpse evil and Gengjin, which had reached Shi Shou's left face.

"Netherworld Claw"!

Shi Shou's head suddenly pushed to the left and hit Song Wen's hand.

"Bang!"

Song Wen's fingers trembled slightly, and a pain came from his fingertips.

His claw did not break Shi Shou's hard skull, but only took off a large piece of flesh on his face.

This flesh was like old tree bark, tough and bloodless.

The flesh on Shi Shou's left face was gone, revealing a blackened skull. There was no trace of blood on the wound, which looked extremely terrifying and weird.

Just at this time, the attack of the cold moon blade also arrived.

I saw a small shield suddenly appeared behind Shi Shou, just blocking the cold moon blade.

While Song Wen was attacking, Shi Shou was not idle either.

He clawed twice in a row, grabbing the bronze bell.

The green light of the bronze bell swayed, then turned into dots of green light and dissipated.

The bronze Da Lu was broken!

Shi Shou showed a hideous smile on his face, coupled with his terrifying face, as if he was a demon crawling out of hell.

"Die!"

Shi Shou's claws grabbed Song Wen's throat.

Song Wen did not dodge, and grabbed Shi Shou's left eye with one claw.

Shi Shou's face lit up with joy, and his sharp claws pierced the opponent's fragile throat bone, and his spiritual power was activated, directly crushing half of the opponent's neck.

The head suddenly lost its support and fell crookedly, hanging on the body with only a little flesh.

His joy lasted only for a moment, and then his eyes were full of disbelief. The one whose throat was scratched was not Song Wen, but just an ordinary corpse puppet.

Shi Shou was shocked.

Where is Ji Yin? Where did he go?

Why did he kill a corpse puppet?

Could it be the rumored puppet death-substitution technique?

These thoughts flashed through Shi Shou's mind, and suddenly he felt something crawling in his left eye.

It turned out that when he grabbed Song Wen's throat, Song Wen's hand also grabbed his left eye.

At that time, Shi Shou tilted his head back to avoid the sharpest nails, but his eyes were also scratched by the back of his hand.

Before Shi Shou could figure out what was in his left eye, he suddenly sensed a figure flashing behind him.

It was Ji Yin!

Ji Yin was holding a knife in his left hand and claws in his right hand, stabbing at his waist on both sides.

Shi Shou's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly urged the small shield behind him. At the same time, he turned sideways and slapped the top of the head of the figure behind him.

"Puff!"

The small shield blocked the claws on the right, but failed to block the cold moon blade in the left hand!

Shi Shou's left waist was pierced by the cold moon blade in Song Wen's hand, and the spiritual power was like a roaring torrent, rushing into Shi Shou's body along the cold moon blade.

A big hole instantly blew out of Shi Shou's left waist, and his internal organs were clearly visible.

Then came Shi Shou's left kidney, which was crushed by the spiritual power, and his essence was quickly lost.

"Bang!"

Shi Shou's palm had also been slapped, and the head of the figure behind him exploded instantly and broke into pieces.

What made Shi Shou angry and a little helpless was...

This was still a corpse puppet, a corpse puppet of the fourth level of Qi training!

A figure flashed, and Song Wen's figure appeared intact a hundred meters away.

Shi Shou stared at Song Wen in the distance with a frown, holding his injured left waist with one hand, and two healing pills appeared in his other hand and poured into his mouth.

"Ji Yin, I underestimated you."

"In just six years, you not only successfully built your foundation, but also refined such a strange puppet substitution technique."

"I am very curious, where did you learn the puppet substitution technique from, and why can you refine two puppets."

Song Wen exhaled two heavy breaths of turbid air. Although the battle just now was only a few breaths, it consumed a lot of his spiritual power and mind.

Knowing that the other party was delaying time to heal, Song Wen was not in a hurry to take action, with a smile on his face.

He had more than two substitute puppets. The most difficult part of refining substitute puppets was naturally to cut the soul and take the soul guide. Repeatedly stripping the soul guide would cause irreversible damage to the soul.

For Song Wen, there would be no problem at all. After repeated attempts, he was sure that every time he peeled off the soul guide, he would need to devour the souls of about two to three cultivators of the same realm to restore the soul.

In this way, he could refine a large number of substitute puppets.

With his cautious character, it was impossible for him to refine only one or two substitute puppets. In the past few years, he has refined more than a dozen.

"Elder Shi, you are still thinking about delaying time to heal your wounds. Don't you think there is something in your mind?"