Chapter 943 I Really Don’t Have a Puppet Weaker than This

"You want to fight me?"

Zheng Tuo looked at Du Xuanling in surprise.

Du Xuanling's strength is indeed very strong, and he can be considered a master in the out-of-body stage.

But fighting against myself is obviously not qualified enough.

Now that he is at the king level, he has no interest in fighting against strong men in the out-of-body stage.

To fight against him, the opponent's strength must be at least king level.

If he fights against a strong person in the out-of-body stage, he always feels like he is bullying a child.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanling, your strength is very good. In the out-of-body stage, you can be called a super monster-like existence. Unfortunately, there is a huge gap between you and me. If I fight against you, I will bully you."

Zheng Tuo whispered, saying what was on his mind.

He said it was time.

Having already reached the king level, facing Du Xuanling who was in the out-of-body stage, he was absolutely crushing him, crushing him without any suspense.

Even if he is just a Taoist body at the moment, he only has 50% of the strength of his original body.

But it was still crushing, crushing without any reason or any suspense.

He doesn't like this kind of meaningless battle, and he won't do it.

But Du Xuanling's words were obviously ironic to Du Xuanling's ears.

He, Du Xuanling, doesn't think he is the ultimate monster, but he is definitely the second-most super monster next to the decisive monster.

In this way, I was actually said by the other party that I was not qualified enough to challenge.

"Brother Wumian, I, Du Xuanling, have treated each other with courtesy all the way. I have not shown any contempt towards Brother Wumian. I didn't expect that Brother Wumian would be such an arrogant person."

Du Xuanling looked at Zheng Tuo, slightly angry.

As the young master of Xuanling City, his pride is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

At this moment.

He was unhappy when he invited so many friends to a banquet, but he immediately lost face.

"Brother Du, don't be angry. I'm just telling the truth."

Zheng Tuo whispered, feeling that he didn't say it.

But this sounds like a bit of a slap in the face.

"Your strength is indeed very strong, but after all, you are too different from me. Fighting you is bullying you. I have no face and am respected as a legend. How can I bully you? Going against the way of cultivation, going against the way, and going against the heart is really not what a cultivator should do.”

Old God Zheng Tuo was talking without any panic.

It was originally a boring sermon, but when it came from Zheng Tuo's mouth, it sounded like a wise saying.

Everyone has different feelings when listening to it.

Even smart people have epiphanies in their hearts and their realms are slightly improved.

"It's useless to say more, please give me some advice from Brother Faceless."

As Du Xuanling said that, he immediately activated the method and opened the protective formation on the top of the short mountain, wanting to compete with Zheng Tuo.

Seeing this, Zheng Tuo still had no intention of taking action.

"Brother Faceless, Lao Du has no ill intentions. He just knows that Brother Faceless is a legend. He wants to know how big the gap is between himself and Brother Faceless, so that he can have the power to cultivate and become stronger. He also hopes Perfect without a face.”

Zhao Yan is the one who can speak at this moment.

I was chatting and laughing with Zheng Tuo just now, and we have a good relationship.

If you speak now, there won't be many problems.

"Old Zhao is right, Brother No-Mian, Lao Du has no ill intentions. I hope Brother No-Mian will show his hand and let us see what the legend is like."

Li Mingxiao, as another person who could speak well in the scene, spoke at this moment.

There are two guides.

Others also spoke cautiously.

Everyone was very respectful to Zheng Tuo and expressed their desire to see the legendary figure.

"I also want to see what the legend of the faceless brother is like."

Jiang Yuan's last addition made Zheng Tuo feel deeply.

Du Xuanling has actually made a group of good friends.

At such a moment, he could still stand next to Du Xuanling and talk.

certainly.

I wonder how many of this group of people will continue to stand by Du Xuanling's side.

"I completely understand what everyone is saying."

Zheng Tuo nodded and spoke.

"It's just that it's hard to violate one's will. It's really inconvenient, but..."

When everyone's expressions of disappointment appeared, Zheng Tuo changed the subject, "Since Brother Du is interested in competing, so be it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a puppet appeared next to him.

The puppet is two meters tall, has a resolute face, wears golden armor, and looks like a god of war.

Appear on the scene.

Suddenly.

Everyone felt a strong pressure coming from the golden-armored God of War.

"Everyone should know that I am a puppet master. After all, head-on combat is my weakness, and puppets are my strength."

Zheng Tuo sat steadily at the table and talked casually.

"This...could it be that the twelve divine generals in the hands of Brother Faceless are not there?"

Zhao Yan looked at the golden-armored God of War and said this.

"I heard that Brother Faceless has twelve divine generals under his command, twelve super monster-like beings."

When Li Mingxiao mentioned the twelve divine generals, they all yearned for them.

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals wants to have powerful guards like the Twelve God Generals.

When Du Xuanling heard this, he looked at the golden-armored war god.

He had also heard that the Twelve Divine Generals were the trump cards in Faceless' hands.

Every god general possesses super monster-like talents and strength.

Could it be that this golden-armored war god is one of the twelve divine generals?

Feel it carefully.

The strength of the golden-armored god general is quite condensed and steady.

It was as if it was a big mountain. Just standing there gave people a feeling of being unshakable.

Very strong.

This is Du Xuanling's most intuitive understanding of the golden armored general.

In his career of cultivating immortals, the golden armored god general he faced at this moment was definitely the strongest enemy among the strong enemies.

The legendary Wumian was indeed worthy of his reputation.

The twelve god generals under his command actually possessed such terrible strength.

You know.

Wumian had twelve god generals of this level.

If the twelve god generals attacked together, he believed that he would be difficult to match.

"Okay, I'm Du Xuanling, please teach me this god general."

Du Xuanling set up the formation and looked at the golden armored god general with high fighting spirit.

"God general?"

Zheng Tuo's inexplicable voice came at this moment.

He looked at the expressions of the people around him, and immediately felt a little funny and a little inexplicable.

"It's like this, this golden armored god of war is a puppet used as a sparring partner among my many puppets. Among my many puppets, the strength of this golden armored god of war can only be regarded as the third tier."

Zheng Tuo shook his head in his heart, saying that he really didn't have a puppet weaker than this.

Du Xuanling, you must work hard.

Such words made everyone dumbfounded on the spot.

Sparring puppet?

The third tier?

Not the Twelve Gods at all?

When everyone heard this, it was like a bolt from the blue, and they were all shocked.

"No, no, not a God?"

Zhao Yan's words trembled slightly.

"This... this is a third-tier puppet?"

Li Mingxiao was dumbfounded.

Both of them felt a little unreal, even very dreamy.

Such a powerful puppet was just a third-tier puppet in Wumian's hands.

What a joke?

The most shocked person in the field was Du Xuanling.

He was ready to fight the Gods, defeat them, and then fight Wumian.

But at this moment.

The one sent by the other side was not any of the Twelve Gods, not even a first-tier puppet.

Instead, it was a third-tier puppet that came to practice with him.