Chapter 213 Corpse Refining Sect and Corpse Puppet

"Hmm?" Nan Chenguang also noticed Song Changming sitting cross-legged and eating fish not far away, and his eyes flashed with strange colors.

Although the two met for the first time, he still recognized Song Changming's identity at a glance.

At this time, another figure flew out of the fog and fell heavily by the river.

It was also a swordsman from Jianya. He looked seriously injured. Both arms were strangely bent, as if they were twisted and broken by someone.

"Young master, go!" The swordsman spit out blood and his face was covered with blood. He shouted to Nan Chenguang.

The next moment, a burly figure fell from the fog in the air, and his bare feet heavily trampled on the swordsman's back.

The swordsman was hit hard, his face was twisted and painful, and he died howling.

Nan Chenguang's figure suddenly stopped, the coldness in his eyes became stronger, and he turned around and slashed with a sword.

A sharp sword energy chain swept over and hit the burly figure.

The burly figure bent his arms to block, and the sword energy exploded on his body, and the man was knocked back a few steps.

At this time, Song Changming just saw the burly figure clearly.

The body was like an iron tower, and the height was probably more than three meters. He wore a thick and extremely spiked iron helmet, with disheveled hair, dark skin, prominent cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and dull eyes.

There was also a metal collar around his neck.

There was an inexplicable weirdness about this person, and somehow, it made people feel uncomfortable.

In the weirdness, Song Changming also felt that this person was a little familiar.

"Young master, hurry up, don't let this black corpse puppet get close to you!" Seeing Nan Chenguang stopped, the swordsman from Jianya immediately said anxiously.

"Corpse puppet?" Song Changming looked at the three-meter-tall burly man again, and his face showed a look of realization.

"No wonder."

He said why it was so inconsistent.

This is just a corpse puppet controlled by someone, not a normal living person!

Although I haven't seen the team of Wangyue Pavilion, it is indeed as the old monk said, this is where the people of the Corpse Refining Sect are active.

As the name of the Corpse Refining Sect suggests, refining corpses is more important than personal practice itself.

And this corpse puppet is the final product of their corpse refining, and it is also the most important reliance for their survival!

On the other side, Nan Chenguang's figure suddenly moved, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and disappeared in an instant, hiding in the fog.

The corpse puppet moved its head and looked to the side.

The next moment, Nan Chenguang rushed out from there, and the Qingfeng in his hand stabbed out an extreme sword, and the green sword energy burst out, hitting the vital part of the corpse puppet's face.

The mouth and nose of the corpse puppet were instantly bloody.

However, the corpse puppet reacted quickly, and with a big hand, it squeezed the infinitely sharp green sword energy in the palm of its hand, and Nan Chenguang's sword was also photographed.

The long sword pierced through the corpse puppet's iron armor, then pierced into the corpse puppet's chest, and finally the sword tip pierced into the heart.

Blood was flowing, but the wounded corpse puppet remained calm, still with a wooden face, and did not retreat a single step.

The palm of his hand grasped the sword blade, preventing it from advancing any further.

Seeing this, Nan Chenguang tried to pull out the long sword.

However, the corpse puppet's palm was firmly embedded, and Nan Chenguang could not pull it out.

This made Nan Chenguang's heart tremble, the corpse puppet's physical strength was much stronger than he expected.

At this moment, a low voice came, with a bit of anger.

"It's a very sharp sword, unbelievable, it can actually pierce my fine iron armor and injure my black-eyed corpse puppet!"

In the white mist, there was a little different black smoke.

A person walked out of it, and the black smoke came from his body.

With him walked out, there were dozens of rotten corpses with shriveled flesh and blood!

Combined with what he just said, there is no doubt that he is the person from the Corpse Refining Sect who controls these corpse puppets.

"It's really disgusting." Song Changming couldn't help muttering as he looked at the dozens of rotten corpses.

In comparison, the iron tower-like black-eyed corpse puppet was a little more pleasing to the eye and more oppressive.

Apart from looking disgusting, Song Changming did not feel too much threat from these rotten corpses.

"This black-eyed corpse puppet is my sweetheart. If it is broken, I will use you as a replacement!" The person from the Corpse Refining Sect stared at Nan Chenguang and continued angrily.

Nan Chenguang had never been threatened like this before, and the sky-high sword intent rose sharply from him!

Buzz!

Qingfeng seemed to be echoing the master's emotions, constantly making a buzzing sound!

Suddenly, a large piece of green light shone from the fingers of the black-eyed corpse puppet.

The power loosened, and Nan Chenguang drew out the sword, and a large hole was directly broken in the chest of the corpse puppet. It was faintly visible that the half-broken heart was still beating.

At the same time, the right palm of the corpse puppet holding the sword blade was directly blown off by the green sword energy.

"What a top-quality material! If I can refine you into a corpse puppet, I will be willing to do it even if I lose all my wealth!"

The corpse refining sect said this, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Nan Chenguang was chilling.

Nan Chenguang suddenly moved away from the black-eyed corpse puppet and appeared in front of the corpse refining sect member, with a green light shining!

The corpse refining sect members usually focus on the way of refining corpses, and their own cultivation is not high.

Therefore, the most labor-saving way to deal with the corpse refining sect members is to kill the original body directly and avoid their corpse puppets.

If the original body is killed, their corpse puppets will also die.

However, the corpse refining sect member in front of him was not panicked, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Don't do it yet!"

I saw a little girl wearing a gray cloth cloak suddenly appear among the group of rotten corpses.

Because she was too short before, she was sandwiched in the group of rotten corpses and could not be found.

Even Song Changming didn't notice it just now.

The little girl had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, with some natural baby fat, and her face looked very pale. She opened her eyes wide in fear and panic, looking at Nan Chenguang.

Her originally dark eyes suddenly turned into a charming pink crystal color.

The next moment.

Nan Chenguang seemed to be hit by a spell, motionless, and the long sword in his hand could no longer swing down, and the green sword energy quickly dissipated.

"Mental attack?!" Song Changming realized that the attack suffered by Nan Chenguang was unusual.

When he was attacked by the griffin fog beast before, he had also suffered a similar attack, invisible and silent, hard to defend, and hit the depths of the underworld sea.

"Is it a secret technique, or what?"

His intuition told him that the ability displayed by the little girl was more threatening than the mental attack of the griffin fog beast he had encountered before.

"Young master!"

The swordsman saw this and his face changed drastically. He rushed over and tried to save Nan Chenguang.

But his strength was far inferior to Nan Chenguang, and he was punched by the black-eyed corpse puppet and flew nearly a hundred meters away, vomiting blood.

"What a treasure." The corpse-refining sect admired Nan Chenguang who was fixed in place, and suddenly thought that there seemed to be another person nearby.

He turned his head and looked at the fire not far away.

There was another grilled fish, which was on the fire. The aroma of grilled fish with spices was really appetizing.

But the original figure on the big rock had disappeared.

The corpse-refining sect subconsciously thought that he saw him running away.

But the next moment, he realized that something was wrong.

Nan Chenguang in front of him suddenly regained his mobility, and the unstoppable green sword energy appeared again.

The corpse-refining sect suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. Outside a pile of rotten corpses, Song Changming was holding the little girl in a cloak.

The little girl's limbs were down, shaking weakly, and her head was drooping. It was obvious that she was knocked unconscious.

After realizing the unusual threat from the little girl, Song Changming decisively moved to subdue the little girl first, so as to prevent him from following Nan Chenguang's footsteps.

The little girl herself was very weak, and there was no sign of martial arts training. Except for the pink eyes, she was just an ordinary little girl.

She didn't even know when Song Changming approached her until she fainted, and she had no ability to resist.

On the other hand, the person from the Corpse Refining Sect paid the price of his life because of his carelessness.

Nan Chenguang had no intention of keeping him alive for questioning, and killed the person from the Corpse Refining Sect with a sword.

He didn't even wait for the person from the Corpse Refining Sect to control the corpse puppet to protect himself.

As the person from the Corpse Refining Sect died, the piles of rotten corpses in front of Song Changming couldn't bear it first, and they fell down one after another without him doing anything, turning back into real dry bones.

Then it was the black-eyed corpse puppet.

It didn't die so quickly, but after losing the corpse-refining sect, its power was also fading rapidly, and its destruction was irreversible.

It wailed like a human.

There was also a sense of relief in the wailing. It was a relief for it to die like a ghost.

Before dying, the black-eyed corpse turned its head and suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Changming.

The lifeless eyes suddenly glowed with a little strange color and became a little smart.

The face that had always been wooden also showed some emotion and emotion.

After the corpse became different, it stared at Song Changming, moved its mouth, and suddenly uttered human words.

"Changming."